Long Aotian, who is in the third grade of primary school

Chen Xuemei clutched her stomach, and said in a resentful tone: "Snow White has an extremely vicious mother. Although the Brothers Grimm didn't write it, readers can clearly know it without writing it. It is thanks to the teaching of the 'mother' that Snow White It’s not uncommon to do any chores.”

"Forehead……"

Chen An looked suspiciously at his mother's appearance of being heartbroken by his own child, then tilted his head and asked, "Mom, why don't I go get some milk to make porridge? It can cure stomach pain."

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"please."

After finishing breakfast in threes and fives, Chen An bid farewell to his mother who continued to stay at home to feed her stomach.

It was still a long time before the school opened. While humming the songs in his memory, he ran towards a memorial hall near his home in small steps, doing the most basic exercise for his body as usual.

"The wood is big, the wood is big, the wood is big!"

The goblin incarnated by the system said viciously: "Do you know how stupid what you are doing now? It's like a person who will successfully inherit the inheritance of the richest man in the world after the age of 30. In order to make some money, he ran to the street It’s like picking up junk.”

After giving the little fairy a snap of his fingers, Chen An turned a deaf ear and started to speed up.

The system is indeed right. Compared with Long Aotian's physique obtained after the age of 30, this kind of slow-growing physical fitness is not worth mentioning at all, but it is like holding a lottery ticket that can only be redeemed after 23 years. A random accident in the middle can turn his waiting into a void of joy.

And what he hates the most is the uncertainty of gambling!

Shaking his head and getting distracted thoughts out of his mind, Chen An hesitated for a while, then silently walked to a corner of the memorial hall, and approached an old man who was punching.

The old man who often came to the memorial hall early in the morning to practice boxing was very impressed. After all, there was a square dancing aunt with a loud speaker and loud singing, but the old man's boxing did not show any signs of being disturbed. The sound of strong wind can be faintly heard when it hits the air.

"Why didn't the child continue to run today?"

Before Chen An, who was on the sidelines, could speak, the old man put away his posture and looked at Chen An thoughtfully: "For three years, you have come here for running almost every day except for a few days when the weather is bad. It was the first time I saw you stop."

"Grandpa Fang is good."

After Chen An added the greeting, he looked at the old man with burning eyes and said, "I have some knowledge about martial arts and would like to consult you."

"Ha... a guy who is as big as a kid."

The old man shook his head with a smile and said, "This is the first time you have become interested in martial arts in the past three years. Did you learn boxing from me?"

While talking, Fang Yaoshi tried hard to hide the hotness in his eyes, he liked this 'other people's child' very much, his grandson was still clamoring for junk food, and when he was lying in bed, greedily enjoying the When he was carefree, the child would come here every day to start exercising.

It's not a big deal. All the kid did was run, jack-ups, push-ups, etc., and each of them was just exercised for a while and then stopped. What's really great about him is the place It's "persistence" and it's been like this for three whole years. This kind of "persistence" is a terrifying self-discipline that he rarely sees in ordinary adults.

Such a good seed, if he can receive him under the Baimei Boxing Gym, maybe in the future...

"It's not."

Chen An shook his head and said, "I want to learn some martial arts that will come in handy. Grandpa, your punches are not suitable for me."

Fang Yaoshi said dumbfoundedly on his face: "You little boy also knows how to punch? Do you know what kind of punch I punch?"

Chen An honestly shook his head, but immediately said affirmatively.

"Although I don't know very well, but Grandpa Fang, I want to learn some martial arts that can be used when elementary school students fight. Your standing strike technique is obviously not suitable for the field of elementary school students to play well. In the field of elementary school students As if everyone had discussed it, they all wrestled together on the ground, so... can I ask, is there a place that teaches ground surrender techniques?"

Fang Yaoshi looked blankly at the serious pupil in front of him, he couldn't understand what the child was talking about, but the way the other party spoke was clearly not nonsense, could it be...

Is he the one who doesn't understand boxing?

Chapter 8 The Purest Motive

At the school gate at 06:30 in the morning...

With the lingering heat on his face after the exercise, Chen An came to the gate of North Primary School as usual. Although it was still a long time before the first class bell rang, students in twos and threes had already gathered at the gate of the school.

Of course, hawkers were earlier than these students, and some small shops opened up early, and colorful snacks were placed on the stalls one by one, and some mobile vendors also launched their own small carts early. Rice rolls for one yuan and fried rice noodles for one yuan are obviously very attractive to children.

Not to be outdone, the canteen on the side played cartoons, using exciting sound and pictures to attract children to come to their store.

Of course, the real customers of these shops are still staying at home, brushing their teeth and washing their faces perfunctorily amidst their parents' urging, and it is estimated that they will arrive at the battlefield in more than ten minutes.

The elementary school students who arrived early were not able to enter the school, but were blocked by the locked school gate. Everyone is obviously used to it. These studious human cubs directly took their textbooks and started facing the closed school gate' With a voice the size of a mosquito, he silently recited ancient poems.

But no matter how much he likes to study, it is impossible for immature children to understand the meaning of ancient poems. For example, the narrative poem "Shiyu Official" is full of sadness, which reads the heroic story of an old woman beating the Shidao official violently. ...Woo, wait a minute!

Chen An paused, and followed the childish voice to find the student who was reciting Shihaoli. This poem should be taught only in the second year of junior high school. Which little bastard didn't lie down and sleep late, and started to roll it up so early?

It didn't take much time for him to find his goal amidst the clear reciting sounds, and under the willow tree he found a primary school student who didn't learn well at a young age, but just rolled up, and what a coincidence...

"What a coincidence."

Lu closed the textbook with the word 'Chinese' written on it, with a picture of a horse, and looked curiously at the deskmate standing in front of her: "Your parents are also the kind who drag you down while you are sleeping soundly." Parents who get up and recite books?"

"I don't want to talk to you about this topic."

Chen An took a deep breath, raised his eyebrows, and asked coldly, "Why did you do that kind of thing!"

"Um...you mean scribbling on textbooks?"

Lu was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I picked up this textbook, and I didn't draw the picture. Look, there are other people's signatures here."

As she spoke, Lu turned the textbook in her hand over and showed Chen An the illustrations in the textbook.

"I didn't mean this... woo, the painting is not bad."

Looking at some talented person, after only smearing it with a ballpoint pen a few times, he bestowed the old woman with all the tendons and flesh. The majestic momentum of raising his fists and smashing the officials in the stone moat is quite a bit like Lu Zhishen punching the town of Kansai. charm.

"No, no! I mean Hualong cram school!"

Chen An concentrated his distracted attention, took a deep breath, and asked again: "Don't tell me, that cram school has nothing to do with you."

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Lu didn't answer, but silently looked up at the children's watch in her hand, and then thoughtfully said: "This is not a place to talk, let's change the place."

With that said, Lu walked towards the locked school gate.

"It's not time to open the door yet, where are you going..."

Before Chen An finished speaking, the school gate opened slowly. The students who had been guarding for a long time did not notice the abnormal opening time, and rushed in one after another. In order not to follow Diu Luli, Chen An also followed closely. On the road, I chased her all the way through the third, fourth, fifth, and sixth grades, and chased her all the way to the roof of the northern primary school on the top floor.

"Ha ha……"

Chen An gasped and looked at Lu who was also panting badly, and asked with embarrassment: "Hey, why is it the rooftop? Hey, is it meaningful to run such a long distance? Hey, do you have any obsession with the rooftop?" ?”

"Why meddle in your own business?"

Lu grabbed the railing on one side, supported her trembling feet, and looked at Chen An with suspicion and confusion: "Didn't you express that you didn't want to play with me?"

"You don't call it fun! You call it a crime, you know?"

The corners of Chen An's mouth twitched and looked at Lu. Although he had already realized that this person was the murderer, but seeing the elementary school student in front of him admit that he did it, his chest was still shrouded in an incredible feeling.

hell!She's just a brat who panted badly even running up to the rooftop!

"Before you came to this school, the worst person in our North Elementary School was just a sixth grader hiding in the toilet smoking cigarettes stolen from his father! The rate has been raised to [-]%! But before I can control you, I must ask...why do you do such a thing?"

"why?"

Lu tilted his head slightly: "Why do you ask me why? My deskmate, did you say that when you saw the Hualong cram school being blown up, didn't you secretly breathe a sigh of relief? Didn't you feel lucky that you didn't have to be spoiled by those stubborn people during your precious summer vacation? Has your lord ruined it?"

"Forehead……"

Chen An originally wanted to say that he would go back to the countryside to spend a pleasant time at the farmhouse during the summer vacation, but in order not to irritate Luli, he didn't want to mention it.

"Three years, I have not spent a serious summer vacation for three full years, all kinds of cram schools have filled all my free time, I have communicated with my parents over and over again, but they still treat me as a child Children are fooling me, I hate them, I hate them for forcing me to learn calligraphy, English, and shit-like aristocratic etiquette classes...I'm fed up!"

Lu punched the railing next to her, and said through gritted teeth: "I swear, I must have a summer vacation that is not filled with cram schools! If this wish requires all the cram schools to explode in place, then let them Go to heaven!"

"Um, have you ever thought about something?"

Looking at the resentful little girl in front of him, Chen An couldn't help but support his forehead and said, "You have already mastered the power to kill people, and it is very likely that someone will die because of your reckless behavior. "

"Eh...death?"

There was a hint of confusion in Lu's eyes: "You mean, someone will become a star in the sky because of what I did?"

Gan!

Chen An looked helplessly at the elementary school students who couldn't even understand death well, and could only nod and said: "That's right, they will become stars, the kind that can never return to the ground to meet living people."

"That is to say... I don't need to blow up cram schools every summer vacation, I only need to blow up this once, and there will be no cram schools in the world anymore?!"

The exposed eyes bloomed with ecstasy.

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Chen An slapped his forehead with a slap, what the hell is going on with this kind of innocence and a little bit of stupid evil!

Chapter 9

A child's dream has the 'possibility' to change the world

Chen An has always believed in this sentence, because he has seen more than one child dreaming of becoming a hero who saves the world.

As for whether the world has to be devastated in order for them to become heroes to save the world, they will just open their blank eyes and ask you 'isn't it okay'

He had to thank these human cubs who dared to think, but 'couldn't' do it at all, with thin limbs and a height of less than one meter, the physical ability to pant after a few steps, and the chicken feather blankets of their parents, these stumbling blocks will The children's incredible dreams fell into a daze.

But what if there is a brat who dares to think, has super powers of action, and can really do it?

"Well, maybe I should try to stop you."

Chen An squeezed his knuckles and walked towards Lu: "Although I don't know what to do with you, in short... let's beat you up first, it's different from the world of adults, in the world of children, strength sometimes means strength everything."

"My deskmate, why are you doing this?"

Luli looked in 'shock' and wanted to hinder herself, Chen An: "Don't tell me you don't hate cram schools?"

"Of course I hate it."

"Then why are you stopping me?"

"Because it's sad, I'm too precocious, and I'm already matured decades ago!"

Chen An rolled his eyes and looked at the puzzled Lu and said, "Your pain of going to cram school is nothing compared to me? You know I'm too mature to be with you guys. Do elementary school students feel out of place?"

"That's right, you want to be my enemy..."

Lu thought for a while, took off her schoolbag and carried it in her right hand, staring at Chen An: "If you want to deprive me of the right to enjoy the summer vacation, then I will not be polite to you!"

Chen An asked embarrassingly: "If you want to enjoy the summer vacation, why don't you communicate with your parents? I guarantee that with your momentum of blowing up cram schools, your parents will definitely respond to your requests."

"Impossible, I have shed tears in front of them, and they still look like 'I am doing this for your own good'!"

Lu's expression was a little gloomy: "I thought we could be friends, but you look exactly like them now."

"I can guarantee that you will be grateful to me for throwing yourself into your arms in the future!"

Chen An said word by word: "Because thanks to me, you in the future don't need to go crazy to invent a time machine, and want to travel back to the past to erase your own black history!"

It seemed that it would be useless to continue, so Lulun picked up his schoolbag, like using a meteor hammer, the high-speed whirling schoolbag made a whistling sound, while Chen An kept his body in a relaxed state so that he could exert his strength best .

As if responding to people's fighting spirit, the bell rang like a boxing ring.

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"Uh...that's the preparation bell, right?"

After a while of awkward silence, Luli said in a strange tone: "We are on the rooftop now, if we run faster, we should be able to get back to the classroom before the official bell rang."

"so what?"

Chen An tilted his head slightly, and asked suspiciously: "I've already prepared the 'enlightenment'. Whatever I say, I will stop your awakening here, even if it means——I have insisted on full attendance for three years, and it will be cleared today. .”

"But in this way, my full attendance will be gone!"

Luli put down the meteor hammer and asked in a deliberative tone: "Can we have a temporary truce? A fight after school? I can't lose my full attendance."

"You dare to bomb the cram school, are you afraid of losing your full attendance?!"

Chen An looked at Luli who had lost her fighting spirit in astonishment.

"You don't understand how important full attendance is to a person who doesn't study well! That's the only award I can win on my own strength!"

Looking at the excited girl, Chen An became even more embarrassed: "You even dare to steal the explosives from bank robbers, but you are afraid of losing the perfect attendance award?"