Fushangshen Parenting Collection

After chatting with Minghu, Liu Xing looked up at the time and realized that it was a bit late, grabbed the candlestick and cut the bento handed to him, and rushed to the bus stop.

Candlestick told him worriedly: "Don't be in such a hurry, cross the road and pay attention to the car, it will be fine if you are a few minutes late!"

Liu Xing pushed the door and ran out without looking back, "En!"

Liu Candlestick stood where he was and watched Liu Xing go away, worried that the child might make a mistake on the way too hastily.

After hurriedly getting into the car, Liu Xing realized that there was someone who was almost late like him.

"Longma?" Liu Xing walked to the back half of the carriage and sat next to Longma, seeing the messy hair ends of the other party, he wanted to laugh: "Overslept?"

Ryoma pulled his hat uncomfortably, and muttered in a low voice: "I... used to live in the United States, and I haven't adjusted the jet lag yet."

Although Liu Xing exchanged contact information with Ryoma, these two days are too busy, and I haven't had time to contact Ryoma. I don't know that Ryoma has been back from the United States for more than a month. I thought that the other party came back for only two or three days, and said sympathetically : "Really? Turning day and night upside down must be hard..."

Liu Xing has always had a regular schedule. Although he is not sleepy at 08:30 in the evening like when he was a child, he is also a good baby who starts yawning after [-] o'clock. He always feels that he is so sleepy that he has to work or study hard. .

He didn't understand that there are people who can turn day and night upside down just to read novels and manga, and are very happy.

Liu Xing asked: "Have you had breakfast?"

Ryoma rubbed his eyes and yawned, but said nothing.

It's too late to catch the car, so I don't have time to have breakfast.

Liu Xing dug out a bottle of yogurt from the bento that Candlestick cut for him: "Would you like to pad your stomach?"

Ryoma leaned against the car window, propped his chin and lazily looked at the scenery outside the window: "No.

Liu Xing is not a person who loves to force others, he hesitated for a while, and handed the yogurt to Ryoma's hand, his tone softened: "If you don't eat breakfast, your morning exercise will be very uncomfortable, and your stomach growling during class will be punished by your classmates." Listen, it's embarrassing, huh?"

Ryoma's expression froze.

After all, I still took the bottle of yogurt.

Liu Xing wanted to laugh, and opened his box of snacks: "Have a taste?"

They have already accepted yogurt, and it would be a bit hypocritical to refuse food at this time.

"...Delicious." Ryoma widened his cat's eyes in surprise.

Layers of dough are stacked together, the taste is dense but layered, the honey and butter are just right, and the mouth is full of sweet but not greasy wheat flavor after biting.

Longma couldn't hold back and ate three in a row.

Liu Xing's happiest thing is to show off his parents to his friends, and he said cheerfully: "The dim sum made by Candlestick Cut is very delicious, whether it is traditional dim sum or Western-style dim sum!"

Long Ma drank the yogurt: "Did you call your father by his first name?"

Liu Xing was taken aback by the question, and replied a little hesitantly: "Hmm... Isn't it impolite? But my family doesn't like me being polite to them, so I just call them by their names..."

"It doesn't matter, since they asked for it on their own initiative," Longma said indifferently, "I call my dad also old man old man."

"Really? It seems to be different..." Liu Xing tilted his head and thought for a while, but couldn't sort out the clues, and finally came to a conclusion, "You must have a good relationship with your father...Eh? What, what? I Did you say something wrong?"

Long Ma's expression was so disgusting that Liu Xing was a little dazed.

Ryoma crushed the yogurt box with a sullen face, "One day I will beat him down."

Liu Xing: "..." The relationship between father and son is so complicated.

But he still couldn't help persuading him: "Speak up if you have something to say, don't get so stiff between father and son, don't fight with father..."

Ryoma: "...I'm talking about tennis."

Liu Xing: "......Oh."

Liu Xing's cheeks were hot: "You pretend I didn't say anything."

It was rare for Ryoma to understand the air, and wanted to help his little friend ease the embarrassment: "It's my statement that is too misleading."

"I learned tennis from the old man since I was a child, and I have never won." Ryoma subconsciously moved the tennis bag closer to him, "I want to win."

Liu Xing read four words from Ryoma's eyes - determined to win.

Liu Xing looked at Ryoma's eyes, and couldn't imagine that this person would lose, because Ryoma's desire for victory was stronger than Liu Xing had ever seen.

Liu Xing thought for a while, and said: "I learned swordsmanship from my family since I was a child, and I have never won..." He seemed a little embarrassed, "Although I always wanted to win, but I was very afraid... I will really win."

Ryoma couldn't understand this statement at all: "Afraid? Victory?"

"Ah, it's not that I don't want to win! If I keep losing and losing, of course I really want to win! But..." Liu Xing lowered his eyes and looked at the calluses in his palm, "If I win the opponent, doesn't it mean that the opponent has already won the victory?" There is nothing to teach me? When I think that they will never teach me how to practice swords... I feel a little lonely."

"...However," Liu Xing laughed, "I probably won't have such a day, my talent is not as good as that of my family, and I probably can't beat them no matter what."

And Ryoma...

"If Ryoma, you beat your father one day," Liu Xing looked at the passing street scene outside the window, "maybe it's because you have become stronger, or maybe... your father is getting old."

"Time is really unreasonable. It will make you mature and strong, and it will take away the spirit and body of the elders..."

Ryoma had obviously never imagined that the old man at home would also grow old, and Liu Xing made him feel a little dazed, and there was some disbelief in his golden cat eyes.

"So, now is the best time!" Liu Xing said earnestly, "Cherish it! Pay attention! Because when you recall it after a long time, every minute and every second will be your treasure, Ryoma!"

"..." Long Ma was silent for a while, and couldn't help complaining: "You... seem to be an old man."

Lucy: "???"

Ryoma: "Or those bloggers who specialize in writing chicken soup for the soul."

Lucy: "..."

"It doesn't matter what you said," Ryoma said nonchalantly. "It is my victory to win the old man when he is the strongest. Hurry up and race against time. This is what I should do."

Liu Xing couldn't help sighing: "Ryoma...you really like tennis!"

"Like it?" Ryoma thought for a while, and answered honestly, "Tennis is just a tool I use to humiliate the old man... I don't really like it."

"..." What is the deep hatred between you and your father? ? ?

Liu Xing didn't think to understand the answer until she got off the car, but she was too embarrassed to ask, for fear of mentioning other people's sad things.

He walked to the dojo with a heavy heart, and several seniors had already changed their clothes and were busy in the dojo.

"Freshmen first familiarize themselves with all kinds of protective gear, and they are not allowed to touch swords, Yamaguchi! Inagaki!" the minister shouted.

"Here!" Liu Xing and a second-year senior responded quickly.

"Yamaguchi, you teach the new students how to wear protective gear, be careful, don't miss the steps, and then tell them about the daily maintenance of the protective gear, Inagaki! You help Yamaguchi correct their wearing of the protective gear."

Liu Xing obviously didn't expect that the newcomer could lead an errand, "Good minister."

Liu Xing finished a morning exercise, and like all the freshmen, she had no chance to touch the bamboo sword.

But the minister didn't make a fool of himself: "I will let you get familiar with the rules again in the afternoon, and then you can observe carefully for two days before you can touch the sword."

The freshmen all praised the Minister for his kindness.

Because in many sports clubs, newcomers are not allowed to enter the venue within half a month to a month after joining.

The minister, however, disliked this regulation: "Let the freshmen do odd jobs, what do you say to temper the will of the freshmen... The boring training of getting up early and going to night every day is not enough to temper them? Those who can't bear hardships and lack of character will naturally withdraw from the department. There is no need to make a special effort." It’s better to learn from the freshmen to choose... take the sword earlier, and find out who is not suitable earlier, isn’t it better?”

Liu Xing thinks it makes sense.

Because the practice of kendo may be more boring than other sports.Kendo is very particular about the state of mind. It is not easy to control the movement if the emotions fluctuate too much, and it is easy to be caught by the opponent. After all, the battle only happens in an instant, and the fault tolerance rate of the sword is quite small.

Of course, it does not mean that one must be calm and self-sufficient when practicing kendo. In fact, people with hot tempers have obvious advantages in kendo. Their aggressive momentum and courage can easily disrupt the opponent's rhythm.

But that also requires patience and boring practice every day, and none of those who can persevere have a frizzy temper.

Speaking of which... Liu Xing thought.I haven't seen the minister's swordplay yet.

The minister's personality and morals are excellent, and his swordsmanship must be very beautiful!

Liu Xing was somewhat looking forward to it, and her steps became much lighter when she returned to class.

"That's the one who defeated Rijiruo yesterday..."

"That's right, that's him, that freshman—"

When Liu Xing passed by the corner of the stairs, he heard these two sentences, turned around in surprise, and saw two senior girls staring at him.

The seniors obviously didn't expect the conversation to be heard, and stood there awkwardly.

Liu Xing pretended not to hear that she was being discussed, smiled and bowed to her senior, and said hello: "Hello, senior."

"Ah, um, hello."

The two seniors blushed and pushed away.

But the matter was not over yet, Liu Xing walked a few steps and heard the words of several seniors.

"Have you heard! Rijiruo was beaten to the bum by a freshman!"

"Hey! I heard about it! Wow, what a tragedy, this is the first time Rijiruo has lost, right?"

"Hahaha, I laughed so hard, didn't he always claim to be the inheritor of the ancient martial arts family?"

"That's right! By a freshman—hahahaha!"

Liu Xing frowned and listened to a few words, her mood took a turn for the worse.

He restrained his dissatisfaction and didn't bother the senior, but he still heard a lot of gossip in the corridor back to class.

"I heard that Hijiruo handed over the letter of resignation to the tennis club?"

"real or fake?"

"Isn't it fake? Tennis club is being selected! The quota is so rare...why would he do this?"

"Maybe it's too embarrassing to lose to a junior? That's what I heard from members of my tennis club—"

"Come on, there are more than 200 people in the tennis club, who doesn't have a few tennis club members in the class?"

"Hey, don't interrupt me! I said, it's only one loss, there's no need to retire. He lost in kendo, not in tennis..."

"Who knows what he thinks, it's a pity that a good opportunity was wasted."

"Speaking of which class is that freshman?"

"Class A, the elite class, is the freshman representative at the opening ceremony."

"That handsome guy? It doesn't look like he's physically strong, so he can beat Rijiruo?!"

"It's him? He looks so good-looking. When he smiles on stage, my heart almost melts..."

"Wow, aren't you a fan of Senior Yue Ren? Did you change your mind so quickly?"

"It's not that you don't know, she likes this one, the tenderer it is, the more she likes it—"

Liu Xing's cheeks were flushed, she hugged her schoolbag, lowered her head and ran past her senior in a concealed manner.

Although there are girls in elementary school and elementary school who like him, but... but none of them are...so straightforward like senior sister!

After returning to the classroom, Liu Xing realized that the eyes of the whole class were focused on him.

He really became famous.

"Inagaki-kun! You really defeated Hiyoshiruo yesterday?!"

"Hyoshi Ruaka is the main candidate for the tennis club!"

"His ancient martial arts have been very good since elementary school!"

The deputy squad leader leaned over excitedly, "I heard that if Riji was defeated by one move by you, his hand would be broken!"

Liu Xing was surprised by this news: "It's not defeated, it's just that I scored first during the sparring process, because I didn't continue to compete, so this kind of misunderstanding occurred, and there were fractures, how could it be possible? If you hurt someone in the kendo sparring , can already be regarded as a violent incident—where did these rumors come from?"

"do not know……"

"I heard what Class B said."

"I eavesdropped on the conversation of the third-year seniors!"

"My best friend's sister's friend's classmate told her personally..."

The students were chattering, Liu Xing hurriedly stopped: "Wait a minute, is Senior Rijiruo so famous? You all know him? I kept hearing everyone talking about Senior Rijiruo..." and Some words are very excessive.

"Uh, Ice Emperor is a direct-entry school. We are basically promoted from elementary school to junior high school," the deputy squad leader took the initiative to answer Liu Xing, "You are an external school, so you may not be clear about it. The tennis club has always been very famous, and we often heard in elementary school that the results of the tennis club last year and the year before were very good, and it was always only one step away from winning the crown... But the main reason is that it is now leading the ice emperor the senior."

Everyone said in unison: "Kego Atobe!"

"That young master of the Atobe Consortium is handsome, rich, and indeed very capable of leadership. Not only the tennis club, but the entire junior high school including the teachers have to listen to him. And the tennis club he manages, out of The strictness of fame and the supremacy of strength, if Hiyoshi can stand out from so many people in the school, isn’t it special enough? In Hyotei Academy, as long as he can become the main candidate, no matter who he is, he will be famous! Besides, Hiyoshi is from a family of ancient warriors Heir, many girls admire him! And you... just defeated a general under Atobe-sama, even if it is not in tennis, you are already very good!"

Liu Xing asked in a daze: "...so, he is a member of the tennis club, not a member of the kendo club?"

"Kendo club... haven't heard that he joined the Kendo club?"

"Only in big competitions will he be asked to help out."

"Uh, so that's the ghost staff? Only show up when needed."

"It's about the same... But didn't he hand in the tennis club's resignation letter?"

The students began to worry about Liu Xing: "We'll see the reaction of the senior of the Atobu now... The powerful general will retire because he lost to you... He should be very angry, right?"

"But Atobe-senpai is very talented, so you won't embarrass Inagaki?"

"That can't be said for sure, Atobe-senpai has always been very strict, especially for the tennis main election, he has always attached great importance to it..."

"...That's right, maybe Inagaki will be angered?"

Everyone looked at Liu Xing one after another: "Although Atobe-senpai doesn't know how to engage in school bullying, but if you are hated by Atobe-senpai, it will be very difficult to live in this school! Because even if he doesn't speak, he will There will be many fans rushing to trip you up!"

Lucy: "..."

Candlestick cut, I want to transfer.

The author has something to say: I think Rijiruo is a special case in Ice Emperor, because this guy doesn't respect his predecessors very much.

So the same grade and the lower grades should think this guy is handsome, but the upper grades will be a little unhappy...

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Liu Xing: (boils the soup) Try chicken soup for the soul!

Ryoma: Don't drink! (kicks over)