"You!" Du He subconsciously tightened the iron ring in his hand, and was ashamed and annoyed by Jiang Ling's words. He didn't know whether Jiang Ling was telling the truth or making fun of himself, so he couldn't help but suffer a big blow.

After breaking Du He's technique in just a few seconds, Jiang Ling's contempt was almost written there.

It was almost like Du He was asked to go home immediately and not to be embarrassed.

But Du He was not a person who gave up halfway. Even if he was called out, he would not retreat. He only wanted to stay in Liankuiban. He was frozen there for a moment, standing stubbornly in the hall like a stone.

"Can you escape by sticking it in a wooden stake? I said Ah, a few years have passed, but you haven't made much progress, are you still so stubborn?"

Jiang Ling was a little soft-hearted. Seeing Du He being put on fire without any resistance, Jiang Ling took the initiative to give Du He a step forward.

But if Jiang Ling gave it, even the steps were full of thorns. Du He had been smooth sailing. Apart from learning magic, he had never encountered any difficulties. At this time, Jiang Ling was given face and Du He's stubbornness was aroused.

"I didn't escape. Magic started from elementary school. Only by mastering small skills can I learn complicated things. This is nothing. I have the perseverance to persevere. If I don't believe in any magic, I can't learn it."

Du He calmed down unexpectedly and opened his mouth lightly.

"As long as the class can accept me, I will definitely be willing to learn from scratch, and I can bear any hardships and any fatigue. I am afraid of it," Du He changed his mind and looked straight at Jiang Ling, "I am afraid that I will cherish myself and not learn new knowledge, which will only lead to backwardness and regression in the techniques."

When Jiang Ling saw Du He with such an attacking power for the first time, he couldn't help but feel a little reluctant, but was immediately angry by his own idea of ​​showing weakness and spoke without saying a word: "That's better than drinking foreign ink, and I think foreign devils are better than Chinese in anything!"

"What did you say!?"

"Jiang Ling!"

Du He and Jiang Zhongye shouted angrily at the same time.

Jiang Ling's eyes were panicked, knowing that he had said the wrong thing, but the girl's family was worthy of face. Jiang Ling insisted on Jiang Zhongye's gaze, stammered her neck and refused to admit her mistakes, and looked at Du He with her nostrils, looking contemptuous.

Du He was a little sad, a little hurt, and more of a kind of regret.

Jiang Ling can have such thoughts, but she must be influenced by her own eyes and often hears this statement. This shows that even many people in Kui's class, even Jiang Zhongye, have a hostile attitude towards Western magic.

This made Du He, who had fully experienced the level of Western magic, feel a sense of responsibility, and he pressed heavily on his shoulders.

This cannot continue.

Rejecting new knowledge will not make people look noble, it will only make people fall behind or be surpassed by others.

Once upon a time, domestic magic tricks made it impossible for foreign countries to unravel, but now, Du He believes that some large foreign magic tricks can also be unraveled in China, or even understood.

This is the bright gap.

Du He seemed to be saying to Jiang Ling, and also to himself, "Magic is not just our own things. When the neighbors have made new discoveries, we should take the attitude of learning and actively absorb knowledge, and not just follow the old tricks of the Chinese traditional. It is unfilial to sell the land, and it is unwise to sit and eat the empty house. The truth that everyone knows is that only by adding new things can old things be gained vitality. Only by integrating new elements can traditional magic develop. If we stick to that piece, it is like a water without a source and a tree without a root, and it cannot last forever."

Jiang Zhongye slowly stood up and asked in a deep voice: "Ahe, do you know what you are saying. If other teams listen, what a big storm would be?"

Du He looked at Jiang Zhongye without fear, and was seriously indomitable. Even an old man like Jiang Zhongye felt it was dazzling.

"Uncle Jiang, I came to Shanghai with a boat full of energy. It means I have nothing, and at the same time I am not afraid. As long as I can carry forward the magic, I will overcome any difficulties." Du He's expression had calmed down, but his aura was even more determined, like a sword that was unsheathed, full of sharpness.

"If Uncle Jiang is in a dilemma, I just think it's coming to see him and then searching elsewhere. I believe that I can always find a team that is willing to teach me." Du He clenched his fists and came with enthusiasm. After a day of cold and hungry, he was poured into a basin of cold water. Du He was also very angry and did not want to force him anymore.

Du He wanted to leave, but Jiang Zhongye was panicked.

Du’s mother meant to let Du He play for a few days before going back. If he was careless and had a counterproductive effect, Du He would have a temper and run away again, then the world would be big and it would be difficult to find wherever he went. Not only would she not be able to explain to the Du sister-in-law, she would also be unable to face Brother Du.

It seems that I will still accept this stubborn bull.

Jiang Zhongye breathed, not knowing whether it was a good or a bad thing.

"Ahe, Uncle, there are people coming and going. If you have more than one shop or more, you will have more rice. What's the point of being embarrassed about? I'm afraid that you will suffer and suffer, and turning back will delay your job."

Jiang Zhongye calmed the sharp atmosphere between the two of them for a moment, and then helped Jiang Ling say justice: "Although A Ling has been able to speak well, one sentence is right. Your skill is only at the introductory level in our class. Ah, it is impossible for you to go to the stage."

Seeing that Du He was about to speak again, Jiang Zhongye waved his hand and comforted him for a moment, and continued, "But if you can accept it, you can follow the rules of Liankui Ban and start with the miscellaneous work. Only if you do well can you say anything else. How about it? Can you do it?"

Du He's heart became more and more depressed as Jiang Zhongye said.

I originally thought it was Jiang Ling who lied to him, but I didn't expect it to be true.

Jiang Zhongye loved him the most back then, and treated him like his own son. Although the two were unhappy today, Du He believed that Jiang Zhongye would not lie to him.

I came with a proud heart, and I was beaten and left without anything. Are I willing to do it?

Not willing to give up!

Du He's vision suddenly became firm. Isn't it just a choreography?

Practicing qigong for three or three times is ten times harder than doing odd jobs. His father has been practicing for decades. Why is Du He not as good as his father back then?

Moreover... Du He only knows a reliable elder in Jiang Zhongye. If he leaves the Liankui class, Du He doesn't even know where to go and has the opportunity to learn this knowledge.

After weighing the trade-offs, Du He quickly made up his mind.

"Uncle Jiang, I can do it." Du He straightened his waist again.

Jiang Zhongye nodded and said alertly: "Ahe, it's not that uncle is not biased against you. You come to see you. Uncle, of course, is good for food and drinks, but when you come to learn chores, you have your own rules for doing chores. From tomorrow, you will be like the rest of the class, and start working with them."
Chapter completed!