Zhou Shao of Rebirth

Zhou Heng doesn't care what the Jin family brothers are plotting, anyway, as long as he achieves his goal, that's all.

It was the weekend, and the alarm clock rang at five o'clock on time. When Lei He was around, he didn't need this thing at all, because the wolf was more punctual than the alarm clock.Now that he is gone, Zhou Heng resisted the powerful charm of sleeping in and set an alarm clock for himself.

Sitting up from the bed with a "whoosh", Zhou Heng squinted his eyes and sat motionless for a while, before he brushed his hair, lifted the quilt and walked out of the bathroom.

Ju splashed a handful of cold water on his face. The weather in April was neither too cold nor too hot, but just getting out of the warm blanket, the splash of cold water still played a powerful role.

He stared at the young man in the mirror for a long time. Except for the first day when he woke up, he rarely cared about his own face. Looking at it this way, he seemed to be somewhat different from his previous life.Handsome is still very handsome, Zhou Heng's facial features are very three-dimensional, and he has completely inherited the good genes of the old Zhou family, but because of his fairer complexion, it adds a bit of elegance to his originally heroic appearance.Zhou Heng knew that this was an illusion. He had nothing to do with the words gentle and gentle, no matter in his previous life or this life, but now he did not have the sharp edges and corners of his previous life, and he seemed more easy-going.

After quickly brushing his teeth and washing his face, Zhou Heng put on his sportswear and walked out of the room. When he got to the yard, he found someone who was earlier than him.

"Grandpa, why are you up? Don't sleep much?" The old man usually has a fixed schedule, going to bed at ten o'clock in the evening and getting up at six o'clock in the morning.

"I'm old, I can't fall asleep anyway." The old man was wearing a set of white training clothes and doing Tai Chi, when he saw Zhou Heng coming over and waving at him: "I won't run today, come on, grandpa will teach you boxing."

Instead of advancing, Zhou Heng retreated, and said with a look of disgust: "Don't, the soft kung fu of Tai Chi is still suitable for you old man."

He didn't want to learn this kind of self-cultivation at such a young age. He wanted to learn military boxing, taekwondo and so on.

The old man glared, "What do you know, kid? Who said that Tai Chi is only suitable for the elderly? Tai Chi emphasizes the combination of rigidity and softness. After mastering it, it is no weaker than other boxing techniques."

"Grandpa, you must have watched too much TV." Zhou Heng didn't believe that this kind of slow palm can hurt people. He understands the principle of using softness to control rigidity, but the premise is that you not only have to be soft, but also have the so-called Internal strength.In the end, the old man couldn't resist Zhou Heng, so he could only watch him run along the yard. Halfway through, he saw that he couldn't move his feet anymore, but he didn't know where the perseverance came from, so he continued to persevere.The old man nodded in relief. The child's changes are developing in a good direction. Maybe his future achievements will not be worse than his brother's.He attributed all this to Lei He, after all, Zhou Heng's change happened after Lei He came to this house.

After Zhou Heng ran for two hours panting, the old man supported him and walked for a short distance before bringing him into the living room.In front of the old man, Zhou Heng took out a small wooden box from the antique rack beside him, which contained a tube of liquid medicine.He poured a glass of cold white water, dripped three drops into it, and drank it all in one gulp.

In the days without Lei He, no one forced him to drink milk, so he wouldn't foolishly abuse himself.

"What is this?" the old man asked curiously.

"Given by Lei He, I heard it's to help restore physical strength." Zhou Heng clenched his fists, and could clearly feel the sore feeling just now gradually disappearing, which is really a good thing!

"It seems that you trust him very much." The old man was thoughtful, but in fact he was still a little afraid of Lei He's identity, after all, monsters have different paths.He has never seen Lei He's ability with his own eyes, but as long as he thinks about it, he knows that he must have special abilities that ordinary people don't have.Such a person, no, such a monster, if the nature is pure and not terrible, can even become a great weapon of the country, but if the other party has evil thoughts, it will be a disaster for mankind and the country.The old man is an atheist, and he didn't believe in the theory of gods and ghosts before. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, and someone told him that there were monsters in the world, he would definitely be able to beat them out with a cane.But it happened that Lei He had transformed himself in front of him, it was hard for him to believe it or not.If he was a few decades younger, he must have thought it was some kind of blindfold, but when he got older, he would be more able to accept these strange talks.

"It's very useful, would you like to take a sip?" Zhou Heng handed over the water glass. He specifically asked Lei He that although the potion would not help the old man's body, it would not be harmful either.

The old man shook his head. He saw that Zhou Heng's face became much rosier after drinking, and his breathing became more even.

The old man stared straight at the tube of potion, "Can I give Grandpa a few drops?"

Zhou Heng's heart moved, and he could guess what the old man was thinking, so he personally found a glass tube and carefully poured a few drops into it.

"Isn't this the oral rinse bottle I lost yesterday?" The old man raised his forehead.

Zhou Heng replied confidently: "Yes, with such a small amount of liquid, is it possible that I need to find a water glass to store it?"

"Okay. Don't tell Lei He about this beforehand, the old man doesn't want him to misunderstand."

Zhou Heng knew it well, he didn't know where Lei He got these things, but they were absolutely precious, if they could be developed, it would be a great artifact just for soldiers on missions.

"Understood, but if it needs to be put into production, I hope to get Lei He's consent first!" Lei He's ability to give him such a precious thing at least shows his trust in Zhou Heng. Nor can he be deceived.

"That's for sure." The old man readily agreed, and then he returned to the room with the crappy bottle like a baby.

After breakfast, Zhou Heng settled down to read the book. His foundation is too weak, even if he understands the content of the book, he can't make inferences.He regretted that when he divided arts and sciences, he chose science because he thought arts and sciences were too girly, so that it is difficult for him to get away with it now.Fortunately, he has a natural sensitivity to mathematics, physics and chemistry, so he is not like a girl who can't even remember a chemical equation.

From dawn to dusk, Zhou Heng spent the whole day except for three meals in the pile of textbooks. This was really a historic breakthrough for him.He cheered himself up. With this kind of learning attitude and perseverance, why worry about failing the college entrance examination?

Throwing aside half-read books, Zhou Heng turned his stiff neck, tapped the back of his neck and thought: No wonder there are so many people with cervical spondylosis, all of them were harmed by the exam.

He stood up and walked around twice, and found that his body was not tired at all. Could it be that the medicine Lei He gave had the function of maintaining physical strength?Thinking of Lei He, I don't know what's going on with him, but it's not difficult to think about it.

Zhou Heng handed over this matter to Lei He, more or less trying to test him.He knew that Lei He's ability was good, so he looked at his ability to spit fire out of his hands, so it wouldn't be surprising to think that he could fly into the sky and escape from the ground that day.It's just that no matter how powerful his skills are, it's useless if he doesn't use them.

Thinking of the phone number he asked him to write down before leaving, and wondering if this stupid wolf knows how to make calls, it seems that he should buy a mobile phone. Although the current mobile phone is big and ugly, at least it can keep in touch, right? ?

As soon as he thought of this, the phone in the room rang, and Zhou Heng picked it up excitedly, thinking: Cao Cao Cao Cao will be there soon.

"You..." As soon as he opened his mouth to say a word, he was interrupted by the voice on the other end of the phone.

He took a breath, and the hand holding the phone tightened unnaturally.

"Xiaoheng? Are you listening?"

"Here...Brother, what's the matter?" Even though he hadn't heard Zhou Yan's voice for several years, he could still clearly distinguish the deep and magnetic voice.

"It's nothing, but I haven't contacted for a long time. I made a phone call on the weekend, but I didn't expect you to be at home at this time." Although the other party's tone was flat, Zhou Heng still heard a little smile hidden in him.

The relationship between the two brothers is not close, and they do not contact each other throughout the year. It is unexpected that Zhou Yan can call him.He guessed that his parents told his eldest brother about him after they got home, which made Zhou Yan think.

Sure enough, Zhou Yan said in the next sentence: "My mother said that you have become a lot better, so I specially found a time to check the post. To be honest, it was a bit beyond my expectation."

Zhou Heng's face darkened, "Is it strange to be at home at this time?" It's already late at night, okay?

"It's normal for others, but it's not normal for Zhou Shao who never stays at home. It seems that my parents are enough to comfort me."

Zhou Heng secretly rolled his eyes, not to argue with him.With Zhou Yan's serious temperament, it's not easy for him to say such half-joking words.

"Brother, when are you coming back?"

"Miss me?"

"..." Zhou Heng couldn't help but move the microphone to his face, wanting to see through the microphone whether the person on the other end was his biological elder brother, let alone that monster possessed him?Could it be that he wasn't the only one who was reborn, even his own elder brother was hit by the god of luck?