Hu Ruoyun turned around and saw Li Changjiang's expression of collapse finally revealed.
A pair of eyes looked at him speechlessly, as if he was asking himself: "Is this the honest, honest, smart, cute, persevering and persevering good student you mentioned?"
Hu Ruoyun covered her face.
I heard Li Changjiang sigh meaningfully in my ears: "What a talent..."
Hu Ruoyun snorted, with an evil look in his eyes: "Don't be so weird!"
Seeing that Zuo Xiaoduo's back had disappeared, Li Changjiang suddenly remembered something, his whole body trembled, and he frowned: "No...no, I seem to have overlooked one thing."
Hu Ruoyun was speechless and said, "What's wrong?"
Li Changjiang frowned and thought about it quickly in his mind. Finally, a flash of understanding flashed in his eyes, and then he was shocked beyond words.
He murmured: "It's... the first time... what Zuo Xiaoduo said when he gave money for the first time? Did he say... Anyway, I'm here for a trial... Is this what he said?
"
Hu Ruoyun also realized with horror: "Yes! Yes! There is such a saying! It's funny that I didn't realize that something was wrong at the time..."
The two looked at each other, both seeing the shock in each other's eyes.
Li Changjiang said in a deep voice: "It's normal for him to remember what he experienced after he came out. But entering this illusion is an instinctive illusion. It is impossible to enter it with a clear mind and complete memories. In the instinctive illusion, only a person's purest feelings are left.
It’s an instinctive reaction, so we have the term “Three Touches and Five Criticisms” because it’s a natural reaction of human beings.”
"But Zuo Xiaoduo obviously remembers."
Hu Ruoyun also became serious: "So..."
Li Changjiang stretched out his hand to grab the phone on the table, with a look of surprise: "This matter must be reported. If Zuo Xiaoduo really has the ability to resist instinctive illusions, then his mental power has reached a level beyond that of a normal warrior, then
They are high-quality talents.”
"Don't!"
Hu Ruoyun held Li Changjiang's hand and asked hurriedly: "Other than you, the principal, who else can see Zuo Xiaoduo's trial?"
Li Changjiang was stunned for a moment and said: "I am the only one in this school who has this authority."
Hu Ruoyun's eyes sparkled: "Does that mean no one else can see it except you?"
"Yes." Li Changjiang was puzzled: "What are you going to say?"
"This matter must not be reported!"
Hu Ruoyun grabbed Li Changjiang's mobile phone in his hand and said: "Reporting will only increase Xiaoduo's exposure opportunities... If you are really a high-quality mental talent, if one more person knows about it, it will only increase the risk!"
Li Changjiang hesitated and said: "If Xiao Duo has such a genius record, even if he crosses the thorny road in the future and is judged by the senior management about his evil heart, he will think more about it, which is still good."
"No! After he naturally grows to that point, you can report this matter again, and the result will be the same."
Hu Ruoyun did not give in: "Once the genius records are leaked, it will expose Xiao Duoduo to countless risks. The possibility of premature death is too great! I can't let my students bear such risks!"
Li Changjiang frowned: "You don't trust...?"
Hu Ruoyun refused to give in: "Can you trust me?"
Li Changjiang was defeated in his wife's eyes and said: "Okay."
Hu Ruoyun asked aggressively: "What's good?"
Li Changjiang said dejectedly: "It's better not to report it."
Hu Ruoyun snorted and walked out gracefully.
"You know the truth!"
Li Changjiang watched Hu Ruoyun go out for a long time, his face uncertain. Thinking of Zuo Xiaoduo's approach, he couldn't help but snorted. When he saw that he was the only one left in the huge office, he immediately relaxed.
When I walked to the window, I saw that Hu Ruoyun had already trotted away. Only then did I really feel that the pressure had completely disappeared, and my whole body relaxed. I took a breath, and then jumped high with a pop and twisted my buttocks.
"ye!"
…
after lunch.
Samurai Class 9.
Hu Ruoyun brought Zuo Xiaoduo to report.
The door is over there.
The teacher inside did not come out to greet me, and there was no handover process.
The path of a warrior and the door of a warrior must be walked by oneself and pushed open by oneself.
Seven or eight meters away from the door, Hu Ruoyun stopped, turned around, looked at Zuo Xiaoduo beside him, and showed a loving smile: "Xiaoduo, go ahead, go and walk your way, push away, it belongs to you
The gate of warriors!"
Her eye circles were already a little red.
Looking at Zuo Xiaoduo's still childish little face, Hu Ruoyun had a feeling that the chick he had raised was about to fly out and be far away from him.
But she can't stop it.
She knew how Zuo Xiaoduo was looking forward to this day.
Zuo Xiaoduo was silent for a moment and said: "Yes."
He turned around and walked towards the door step by step.
Hu Ruoyun stayed where he was, watching Zuo Xiaoduo's back walking away step by step, and finally said in a trembling voice: "Xiaoduo, no matter how much hardship you endure, how much you suffer, you will definitely jump over the dragon gate before you are twenty years old.
ah!"
Zuo Xiaoduo didn't pause as he walked forward, as if he didn't hear anything.
After ten steps, he was already standing in front of the door.
He paused for a moment, suddenly turned around, and rushed to Hu Ruoyun's side like a flying horse, hugging her as if he were hugging his mother to say goodbye. He put his head on Hu Ruoyun's shoulder and didn't speak for a long time.
Hu Ruoyun smiled happily and patted Zuo Xiaoduo on the shoulder: "Go ahead, you kid is still in the same school. It's not like we won't see each other again."
Having said that, I was already a little choked up.
Time seemed to go back in his eyes, and scenes of Zuo Xiaoduo's efforts in the past six years flashed before his eyes.
After a long while, Zuo Xiaoduo finally raised his head and said seriously: "Teacher Hu, thank you!"
He took two steps back and bowed deeply: "Students will never forget you, Teacher Hu. Please take care of yourself!"
Hu Ruoyun took a deep breath, smiled hard, nodded, and said no more.
Zuo Xiaoduo turned around and walked away step by step to the door of Class 9 and never looked back.
Hu Ruoyun's eyes were blurry with tears, and her heart was full of reluctance. Looking at Zuo Xiaoduo's back, she suddenly felt something was wrong, but she had no specific knowledge. The only thought was - Xiaoduo actually wore a pair of clothes today.
A vintage robe.
This robe?...Somewhat like a Taoist robe?
Hu Ruoyun was a little confused.
Zuo Xiaoduo... what is he going to do? The new class report is coming wearing a Taoist robe?
…
Inside Samurai Class 9.
Qin Fangyang, the class teacher with a resolute face, explained martial arts theories as if nothing had happened, and showed certain martial arts moves to the students from time to time; it seemed that the two of them arrived unexpectedly.
However, the samurai students sitting on the futons below all seemed a little distracted.
A transfer student is coming today. This matter is not a secret at all, nor is it a rare thing. What everyone is really interested in and looking forward to is what kind of character this guy who is known as the No. 1 martial arts disciple of No. 2 Middle School has.
After all, it is really rare for people to stay in martial arts for five years.
If you include the regular school year, it would be six years!
What kind of guy can't break through the samurai in six years?
After practicing for six full years and still refusing to give up, he suddenly made a breakthrough!
The thirty-five young warriors of Class Nine are all very curious about this upcoming classmate. Among them are two classmates from Zuo Xiaoduo's previous martial arts class.
Only Qin Fangyang, the experienced class teacher, was completely unmoved. After all, he had sent away too many samurai students over the years, and he had become accustomed to them coming and going.
The road to practice is difficult and rugged, and the qualifications of practitioners vary significantly, as does the level of effort. For Teacher Qin, a person who has been a martial artist for six years is rare, but not the first one, and -
"As a class teacher, you can't have feelings for students!"
This is Qin Fangyang's motto. For many years, he has been a step-by-step professor. After teaching carefully and meticulously, he left immediately.
What do the rest of it have to do with me?!
At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door.
Dong Dong.
Qin Fangyang turned his head and glanced indifferently, ignored him, and continued his lecture.
However, the other thirty-five pairs of eyes were all looking towards the door.
Qin Fangyang shouted coldly: "What are you looking at? He's just a new transfer student, what's so good about him? Knocking on the warrior's door? If he doesn't come in, get out! If you don't want to listen to the class, you can also choose to get out!
"
All the students immediately fell silent, all of them averted their eyes and sat in meditation.
All students are in awe of this stern class teacher from the bottom of their hearts.
Qin Fangyang said coldly: "A warrior's door must be pushed open, smashed open, or kicked open. Even if you have to fight hard to open it with bloodshed, if you don't even have the courage to open it yourself, you will have no hope in your life."
His voice is not quiet.
The students in the classroom heard it, and the transfer students at the door should also have heard it.
It also seemed that these words were specifically meant for the people outside the door.
As Teacher Qin's words stopped, the knocking at the door stopped.
Qin Fangyang's expression remained unchanged and he continued to lecture.
Sudden!
boom!
A bang!
With a bang, the classroom door was no longer intact. The entire wooden door was kicked and flew in. It fell apart and fell into pieces, and dust suddenly flew everywhere!
All the students screamed in surprise when they saw this.
Even Qin Fangyang frowned.
This student is a bit domineering.
I was just talking and using an analogy, but you really kicked me!
…………
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