Su Yue ate two meals in a row at the Big Pirate Buffet.
He clearly felt that the waiters looked a little unkind, and there was even a manager-looking person pointing.
The energy and blood pills in his body were exhausted.
Su Yue's body hurts. There are only 15 Military Qi and Blood Pills in total.
The Qi and Blood Pills that Xiong Taiguang left behind have long been used up.
It was early in the morning when I got home, Su Jianjun was getting ready to go to school, and my uncle was watching the morning news.
Su Yue looked tired and went back to the room to get 3 more Qi and Blood Pills. He had to use them sparingly.
"Cousin, it's time for you to take the potential class in your second year of high school. Are you okay?"
Su Jianjun asked before leaving, carrying his schoolbag.
"Don't worry, go to school and brag. Just tell me that your cousin will go to one of the four major martial arts schools next year!"
Su Yue washed his face.
"I don't dare, for fear of flashing my tongue.
"I've washed your clothes and brushed your shoes. Please pay more attention to hygiene in the future."
After another explanation, Su Jianjun left.
Su Yue glanced at the TV.
The college entrance examination is coming soon, and all the stations are broadcasting about the college entrance examination.
This year's score line is still based on previous years.
The minimum admission threshold for the four major universities is 19 cards.
Category A: 17 cards.
Category B: 15 cards.
Of course, in addition to the overwhelming coverage of the college entrance examination, there are also a few small news mentions of the high school entrance examination in various cities.
On Ninh Thanh Provincial Television, this education reform was even mentioned specifically.
Although there was a major earthquake in the education system, many people expressed opposition.
But no one can stop the Governor's determination to make major rectifications.
"Uncle, is it really impossible for a warrior without a title to practice combat skills?"
Su Yue suddenly asked.
“For ordinary people, it’s really impossible!
"But there are some geniuses who can practice the tactics used by first-level warriors when they have 18 or 9 cards of energy and blood.
"Just like your father, before he went to Wuhan University, he practiced a fighting technique in advance.
"For your dad, these things are very simple."
Su Jianzhou said.
"So that's it."
Su Yue was even more frustrated.
It turns out that many people can succeed in advance with the tactics of a first-level warrior.
Am I really a shame to the Su family?
Is my brain that stupid?
Su Jianzhou's words made Su Yue increasingly doubt his own IQ.
Afterwards, Su Yue calmed down and continued to go out to practice hard.
He must prove that he is not a stick.
The next time you see Xu Baiyan, you must not be ridiculed or humiliated by her.
For the sake of self-esteem and IQ, only success is allowed and failure is not allowed.
…
approach!
Leap, take off.
fail!
Failure, failure, failure.
A whole morning passed and Su Yuesheng was hopeless. He even wanted to die.
Why is it so difficult!
Even the smallest amount of coordination fails every time.
Fortunately, it is not without some effect.
Practice makes perfect, and Su Yue also found a little trick.
Just now, he jumped a new score of 6 meters.
"A small step now is a giant step in the future. Eat a buffet and keep going!"
Su Yue had a buffet worth 100,000 and 128 in his pocket, so he could still afford it.
However.
This time he thought too much.
The big pirate buffet actually put itself on the blacklist.
The manager of the restaurant smiled and gave Su Yue some coupons and a membership card, which offered a half-price sample and a 30% discount, plus a discount for members.
This is a coupon for the barbecue buffet across the street.
Paralyzed.
Are labor and management the ones who are short of a few coupons?
Su Yue took the coupon and walked straight towards the Dana Mountain buffet barbecue.
Tired of eating seafood, it’s time to have something greasy to replenish your energy.
Behind him, the Big Pirate Seafood Buffet Manager and all the staff wished him a good appetite and a delicious meal.
…
One afternoon, and all night long.
Su Yue was finally able to jump out of a height of 8 meters.
After these days of hard training, Su Yue also gained some insights.
As long as the skill is deep and the iron pestle is ground into a needle, the same principle applies to the practice of warfare.
As long as you can master the use of Qi and blood, this instinct will completely belong to you. Qi and blood, like muscles, have their own memory function.
With Su Yue's current level, the failure rate has gradually begun to decrease.
"If I train hard for two more days, I will definitely be able to jump to a height of 10 meters. I am not a stick, and I am not a shame to the Su family."
After training for a while, Su Yue came down the mountain.
He plans to visit Strata Rock City, and the detector's battery should have been replaced.
…
Available reward points: 149 points.
Rewards counter:
1. Sleep Absolution
2.The price of love
Blood value: 15 calories
…
Thanks to the desperate hard work these days, Su Yue's reward points reached an unprecedented 149 points, minus the sleep pardon.
There are still 3 days left for my right arm to be disabled.
It will take 3 days before you can use the price of love again.
The one-week disability time is also the cooling time of the second skill. No matter how many reward points you have, you can only use it once a week.
This cooling time gave Su Yue a headache.
…
"My inscription is worth millions.
"How many people have waited for countless years to get an inscription from me.
"I am hiding from the world. As a calligraphy master, who can understand my loneliness."
A middle-aged man wearing camouflage uniforms and a scruffy beard walked to the door of Su Yue's house and let out a long sigh.
The cigarette in his mouth was wrinkled, but the ashes were still flying uninhibitedly.
"That's right, this is it, the Chosen House. You are lucky to have an inscription from this Grandmaster."
The middle-aged man in camouflage clothing stood and took another long puff of cigarette.
"Who dares to stop in my house?"
Suddenly, several naughty children ran out.
One of the children, wearing a Zhu Bajie mask, bore the brunt of the attack.
"Brothers, please stop talking about your girlfriend and drive away this smoking monster."
Zhu Bajie ran over and hurriedly called to the other children.
When the middle-aged people took a look, it turned out to be a group of innocent children playing house. Is this Cospiay's Journey to the West?
"Hello, Second Senior Brother, is this your home?"
The middle-aged man asked Zhu Bajie.
"Yes, this is my home. Goblin, please leave quickly."
Su Jianjun played the role of Zhu Bajie, and a group of children also gathered around him.
There are six of them in the Monkey King alone.
After all, everyone wants to be a senior brother, but Su Jianjun loves to play Zhu Bajie.
"Lucky little pig Bajie.
"I'm here to deliver an inscription to your home. You should welcome me."
The middle-aged man smiled mysteriously. Even though there were children present, he still put out his cigarette.
"Don't even think about scribbling in my house, our teacher's handwriting is beautiful!"
Su Jianjun cherishes his home very much.
"Haha, it's not up to you."
The middle-aged man stepped forward in one step.
Swish.
There is a paint bucket hidden behind him.
First come to a handle.
Another ‘jin’
Then, use a little bit to carve it hard on the jin.
The bright red words are finished, and you're done.
The middle-aged man swung his pen and circled the word completely.
dismantle!
"Wow, the words are so ugly, even uglier than what I wrote!"
A fat Monkey King sighed with emotion.
Su Jianjun jumped to his feet in a hurry, but the middle-aged man wrote too fast. In the blink of an eye, the words in the red circle were lying on the wall, which was really ugly.
"You are not allowed to leave. If you dare to write graffiti on the wall of my house, I will ask the Investigation Bureau to arrest you."
Su Jianjun pulled the middle-aged man's sleeve.
"Old Wangtou, did you mark it correctly this time?"
At this time, several more workers came over.
"My handwriting has never been missed, and it's worth millions. No, this family's house was demolished, and it's estimated to cost several million."
A middle-aged man carrying a paint bucket feels like a lonely God of Wealth.
"Forget it, last time you demolished an illegal building, the other party paid tens of thousands of yuan in compensation and almost broke your legs."
The foreman yelled angrily.
"Are your adults here? My uncle is from the demolition office. Please ask him to sign."
The foreman glanced at Zhu Bajie and said with a smile.