Under the deliberate training of my master, I developed the habit of taking a nap in the afternoon. Unless it is a big deal, I will not change this habit when I have time.

Although I was a little depressed, after dinner, I still fell asleep on the table.

I was still awakened by the shock of the entire teaching building shaking the bell. I wiped my saliva and stretched habitually. I found that the ribs were still hurting, and I took back halfway through my movements.

The fatigue of fighting before has recovered a little, but the pain reminds me of Zhuang Jing.

I couldn't help but look back and found that Zhuang Jing had already changed into the female teacher's clothes that were obviously not so fit, and she sat in her seat, and her hair was blown dry at any time.

There were no scars on her face, and it seemed that nothing had happened before, and she was still sitting in her position coldly and proudly.

Compared to her, there were bruises on my face, and the pain between my ribs never stopped. Thinking of what she said, what is my victory? It just seemed like a victory, but it was actually much more miserable, and I felt a little depressed again.

It seemed as if I could feel my gaze. Zhuang Jing turned around and looked at me coldly.

Compared to the clown-like gaze before, my eyes now seem to be better, but the obvious look on my face is still so clear.

I felt angry and curled my lips at her, reminding her that she was the winner, which was also considered to be a bit despised.

No one in the class noticed this kind of "secret battle". It was not until this time that the teacher walked into the classroom that I took back my gaze.

An afternoon passed like this soon, no different from usual.

The only difference is that the fight between Zhuang Jing and I seemed to have become the topic of conversation among our classmates, but for the two of us, no matter what we lost or won, we didn't want to mention it.

When I was over, I usually took Hou Cong to fight for the first time to rush out of the school gate, as if this was the only way to show that I was the "school boss".

But today I was not in this mood. I lazily carried my old yellow cloth bag that I learned from Lei Feng, and let Li Xiaohu pass by our classroom look at me like a provocation, and then rushed past me with his group of little brothers like wind. I was not stimulated.

"Brother Ye Zi, Li Xiaohu is becoming more and more arrogant. If you win the championship again today, why not take advantage of this momentum and take over Li Xiaohu and his group of people." Hou Cong walked beside me, and also saw Li Xiaohu's provocative gaze, and couldn't help but instigate him in my ear.

He has always been a very qualified person as a "smashing stick" and a "dog-headed military advisor". I fought so many fights in school, but when I think about it, at least half of them were instigated by Hou Cong.

After hearing his words, I looked at him like a psychopath, and said, "I have read too many martial arts novels, don't I?"

"Hehe, Brother Ye Zi, I recently went to a big shop in the village and got a book called "The Legend of Condor Heroes" to read." Hou Cong grabbed his head. The big shop in the village is really a good place, including food, drink, and entertainment, such as renting books and videotapes.

"See it for me after reading it." I said casually.

"That's fine. At worst, you can spend 50 cents more. It's Brother Ye Zi, don't be seen by Brother Zhengchuan and your master. I don't have much pocket money this month." Hou Cong said to me very worriedly.

My "life is difficult" by all the classmates. What I can't stand is that I am more difficult. I also have a rogue master and a rogue senior brother. They have to "plunder" what I did outside. Just like I took back Hou Cong's book and was discovered by them, they had to take it to read it. It was my turn after reading it.

After I finished reading it, I gave it to Hou Cong, maybe there would be more rent.

"It's really long-winded, I understand." I answered impatiently. Actually, I was unsure because I haven't studied "How to escape the 'dog nose' of Master and Senior Brother".

Just when I talked about this, I remembered something, and suddenly turned to look at Hou Cong and asked, "How much do you have left in this month's pocket money?"

Hou Cong subconsciously showed a hint of "vigilance". This boy was a traitor, but he quickly realized the reality and found that it was me who asked him. He immediately became weaker and said to me with some pain: "Brother Ye Zi, if I don't lie to you, I will only cost 5 yuan."

"Lend me a dollar." I said sadly. Yesterday, my master gave me a dollar that I don't know how long he had been 'collecting'. He said with his usual 'smacking smile' that the shop in the village should have got a new videotape, and there should be something A Chinese Ghost Story 2, and asked me to rent a plate for him.

However, when I went there, I couldn't help but feel greedy and exchanged his precious dollar for millet crumbs. I ate it myself, so I can only let Hou Cong save me.

Hou Cong's face suddenly turned into a bitter face, but he still reluctantly paid me a dollar.

I was holding a dollar and felt sad. The last time I didn’t know what crazy I was in the village, saying that it was a lucky draw to improve the quality of life of children in the mountains and distributed some daily necessities.

I felt like trying it out, and I was so desperate that I could not help but get a small generator that I didn't want the most. Then, Brother Zhengchuan and I were so tired that we almost spit out our tongues, and then we got this thing back to the mountain gate.

They kindly distributed generator oil.

The final result was that I didn't even catch the benefits of the generator. My master found an acquaintance from the village to run a route and went straight to his room.

The heartless brother Da Cao inexplicably pulled me to give me a video recorder and a small TV. I asked him stupidly: "Brother Da Cao, don't you need such a good thing?"

Brother Dacao raised his hand honestly and said, "No need, it's eliminated. My family went to the store that day to get the latest DVD player, and such a small TV was also put on there without anyone to use it, and it takes up space."

I @##%..., and then, my miserable life began. My master began to indulge in watching various videos with a video recorder and completely entered the world of beauty. In addition to Xianxian, he also had many more dream lovers, Huimin, Chu Hong, Qingxia, and Maggie Cheung, although he still loved Xianxian the most.

Every night, I would hear his "smile laugh" in the room, calling out the names of all kinds of beauties, and occasionally join Brother Masakawa.

But I just don’t have my share. The reason is that I have to be familiar with the basic formations and will still be ‘assessed’ the next evening class. For my own good, I don’t watch TV well.

It was such a miserable life, and I thought about it and got out of the gods.

"Brother Ye Zi, Brother Ye Zi" Hou Cong's continuous voices made me come back to my senses. He was still asking me unwillingly: "Isn't you really going to deal with Li Xiaohu and other people?"

"You don't understand the loneliness of experts. When you reach my level, you have no intention of being an opponent with them." I looked at the sunshine that had become soft in the afternoon and sighed melancholy. In fact, what I was thinking about was when I would win Zhuang Jing with dignity.

"I have read too many martial arts novels." This time, Hou Cong sent the same words back to me.

"You guys are looking for a fight." I shouted.

Then, after chasing Hou Cong, we ran out of the school and arrived at the door. We were intimately we were holding each other. Along the way, someone kept saying hello to me, "Brother Ye Zi". I felt like I was standing at the peak of a lonely master.

But Zhuang Jing, who was so desperate, walked in front. Looking at her back, I felt a little depressed again, and was still worried that I did not win her upright.

But at this moment, a 'thick' voice stopped me: "Zhengling."

When I turned my head, I immediately became happy. I didn't care about Hou Cong anymore. I rushed towards the person who called me. The man hooked me with one hand and raised me affectionately for a few times, which made me depressed. Is it a joke to the child?

The person who came was either someone else, or Liu Erhua, the Erhua sister I mentioned.

When my senior brother brought me to sign up that year, she said she was going to live in the mountains, and maybe she could not see her with my senior brother often.

After that, I realized that this was really exaggerated. I came back every ten days and half a month. Is it considered that what she said cannot be seen often?

But my senior brother really doesn't go down the mountain often. In order to find out about my senior brother and narrow the distance between me and I became the one that Sister Erhua must find every time I went down the mountain. Over time, my relationship with Sister Erhua became very good.

Apart from the reasons for my senior brother, Erhua is really nice and caring about me. She often brings me to her house for daily necessities and says she is giving me some delicious food. What's better is that she knows that boys of my age are still interested in toys, so she gave me a lot of swords, guns, swords, etc.

This finally made me feel a little more bright in life under the 'unscrupulous' master and senior brother. Moreover, through contact, I found that Sister Erhua is really a very kind person, straightforward, without any slight temperament, and is particularly sincere.

So, I like Erhua very much.

Three years have passed, and Sister Erhua has changed a lot. Her face is still pretty good. I think it must be because I have watched it for a long time and I feel it’s getting more and more beautiful, right?

What changed is that in three years, her muscles became more and more developed. You could see pieces of bulging muscles under the girl's skirt, and her voice became thicker inexplicably. But after I got to know Erhua and I, I thought this was good, and I didn't like it at the beginning, because isn't this the figure I pursue?

But the master mentioned to me that this is an inevitable process that Sister Erhua has to go through, and it may not be a bad thing.

After a little intimate, Sister Erhua put me down, but saw the bruises on my face at a glance. She couldn't help but feel excited and slapped me on the shoulder: "Zhengling, who made you look like this? I'll take revenge on you and dare to hit my brother."

My ribs were still hurting, but after being slapped by Erhua's slap in such a slight effort, I couldn't help but sigh in pain, and then I jumped up.
Chapter completed!