Monarch Overlooking the Starry Skies

Chapter 2

2. Chapter 2 Devils and Ghosts

Martial Arts

Han Dong sat in the seat and frowned.

He held a black carbon pen to draw a twisted trajectory, and in the narrow space of the test paper, draw a circle of repeated superpositions.

The so-called martial arts is the way of survival that has been handed down since ancient times. It is the technique of killing and the art of war…Han Dong has some doubts. What can be used solely by physical strength?

In terms of current technology.

A pistol, a missile, or a car that starts galloping can easily kill martial artists. Who can hold the car crash? Who can hold a bullet or even a missile?

Wait!

Han Dong suddenly saw a glimpse.

The memories of past life in his mind flashed terrible guesses.

“In the days of past work, I often looked through the news windows built into the browser, and I have seen some bizarre and ridiculous anecdotes. For example, if you sneak into the bottom of the water with a bare hand, kill the crocodile crocodile, or jump from the top of the high-rise building…I thought that these were all false news of the eyeball. ”

“After all, there are few words on the Internet for their confirmation.”

“But since those things can exist, why can’t martial arts beyond imagination?”

Han Dong blinked his eyes.

Hey.

He closed the cap of the black carbon pen and pressed his finger on the test paper. His thoughts were thousands: “In the case of high school students. In the high school era, it is divided into normal college entrance examination students, art students and martial arts students. This is a doubtful point and a testimony to the strength of martial arts. ”

Artistic students are no exception. After all, dance, singing, acting, and so on, can indeed serve as a lifelong career and contribute cultural power to the economy and society.

But district martial arts is nothing more than a tempering exercise for the body. Why can it affect high school students?

Need to Know

Students are the foundation of the future of society.

Why can martial arts interfere and even enter the student group, which has a huge impact?

Moreover, as a first-class university, I have rushed to marry martial arts students with excellent performances.It can be imagined that the social status of martial arts students is very high!

This is extremely unreasonable.

Han Dong’s heart began to jump quickly and secretly said: “Wu’s martial arts cannot enhance the economy, and it is even more incapable of interfering with politics…Since martial arts can have such a status, perhaps practicing martial arts can have incredible power! ”

“Is there a joke on the Internet…Is it true that one person is alone in the armored regiment? ”

Han Dong couldn’t help but take a breath.

There is hope, there is dawn, there is motivation.

“Great.”

“Today’s Thursday…There are two more days of class on Friday and Saturday. Go home today to check out the relevant information of the martial arts students, and then go to the practice area of the martial arts students and try to join them. ”

……

During the class.

Han Dong’s black carbon pen, looking at the same table Gu Yuanliang.

Like in memory, Gu Yuanliang’s face is somewhat black and thin, although he is half-height higher than Han Dong in the chair, setting off a tall one meter. His eyes are still bright and clear, but there is some grievance.

“Han Dong.”

Gu Yuanliang complained: “You just didn’t help me.” We have a lot of friends at the same table for more than a year, and you are too cruel. ”

Han Dong hurriedly said: “I just thought about something, and then those who asked what Jiang teacher asked…I also forgot. ”

Gu Yuanliang complained: “Really…This martial art theory is only threety. What is the significance of our ordinary students? It will not be used in the future. Moreover, unlike martial arts students, martial arts students can enter a good university by virtue of their martial arts grade. ”

Han Dong shook his head.

His guesses about himself are becoming more and more certain.

———

The third grade high school building is four stories high, red and white.

At school, it was already 9:08 in the evening. Han Dong stood in front of the teaching building and looked at a brightly lit classroom…The dark night shrouded him, and it was also shrouded in the bustling high school classmates.

“High school.”

Han Dong gave a sigh of relief.

Seeing this teaching building again, he has a thousand words solidified in his heart, but he can’t express the confusion at the moment.

There are memories of regrets and joys.

Normally, he is born again, he should have plunged into the sea of learning, madly learn high school knowledge, and face the college entrance examination after ninety-nine days…No matter how good the college entrance examination results are, it doesn’t make sense to him.

Han Dong stood silent and hidden under the night.

The high school students who came and went were all at home, and they did not notice the unusual Han Dong. Even if I noticed it, it is only when Han Dong is doing too strangely because of the pressure of learning.

A beat, then…

Hey.

Han Dong walked along the side of the high school building and walked out of the school gate.

A car, bus, and bicycle are parked at the school gate. Han Dong looked at the traffic at the school gate and took a trip. Then he stepped to the left and walked on the road to the home.

At this time, a voice came: “Hey, Han Dong.”

A strong boy with a fluffy textured hairstyle, holding a cigarette in his mouth, swallowing clouds, squinting, and greeted Han Dong.

Hey

Han Dong smiled a little, didn’t stop, and went straight. He was anxious to go home, and he didn’t have any impression of the boy. He didn’t know the name of the boy. He could only smile back and smile.

“Hey.”

The boy swallowed the corner of the smoke, unnaturally pulling it, apparently stunned. He took a deep breath and his eyelids beat: “Does this Han Dong get angry?” This gave him the ability to pretend to be pretending to be in front of me. ”

“It’s amazing.”

He shook his head and rubbed his head against Han Dong’s back.

“Gao Yang, you gave me a cigarette!”Uncle security guard at the school gate, pointing at the boy shouting loudly. How can I smoke at the school gate?

The key is that Gao Yang is still wearing a blue and white uniform, which is more conspicuous.

“Good.”

Gao Yang nodded, and he threw his cigarette butt away, and he looked like he didn’t care.

——

There is a slightly broken and narrow area in Suzhou High-level Experimental Middle School, which is about one kilometer away from the dim road.

This is the home of Han Dong. To be precise, it is only a temporary home.

Because he was in high school this year, his father and mother decided to rent a house near the school. It is easier for Han Dong’s senior year to study, at least not going to school to waste too much time.

Hey.

Han Dong touched the black, slowed down and walked into the community.

Fortunately, there are some lights in the community, plus the dim light on the street, so that Han Dong can see.

Hmmm…

“Although I only lived here for a year…But I clearly remember that a gray motorcycle is often locked at the door of the unit downstairs. ”

Motorbike

Dark gray color, older motorcycles.

Han Dong looked over and found the motorcycle with deep memory. Then he compared the familiar appearance of the door of the unit building. He smiled and said: “Fortunately, there is this motorcycle, otherwise I really can’t remember.”

Crouching.

Han Dong took out the key, opened the old unit door, walked up the stairs to the fifth floor, and stopped in front of the security door on the left side of the fifth floor.

He suddenly stopped.

“The atmosphere of the home.”

YesThis is the door, it is this taste. That year, I was able to smell my mother’s kelp ribs soup every time I came back. It was very fragrant. As long as I smell the taste of pork ribs soup, I feel safe and have the courage to face the high seas. ”

“The taste of pork ribs soup that year is the happy taste of reunion. I can’t forget it, I will never forget it.”

Han Dong’s eyes were red and he almost shed tears.

He twitched his hand and gently put it on the security door. It was solidified on the spot, and some did not dare to knock on the door.

Silenced

Quiet silence.

The automatic induction lamp in the corridor has long been extinguished, and the darkness shrouded Han Dong, but it could not cover his warm heart and blazing feelings.

Han Dong bit his lip until he bite the blood, and stopped the impulse to cry.

Hey.

He took a deep breath and gently knocked on the door.

There was a rush of slight footsteps in the door, paused at the door, confirmed the identity of Han Dong, and then opened the security door, revealing a face of Hee Wen, the mother of Han Dong, Chen Shu.

“My son is coming back, come in quickly.”

Chen Shuying to Han Dong, helping to slap a bag that is not too heavy, whispered: “Your dad went to the class reunion, and today I will not return to live here. Xiao Yan just took a shower and fell asleep. Mom just cooked the soup for you, you want to eat something more. ”

Talking.

Han Dong walked into the familiar house.

The entrance to the door is the living room. There is a bedroom on each side of the left and right, and the kitchen, the bathroom, and Han Dong’s own bedroom are in front of the door.

Crouching.

Chen Shu pushed Han Dong’s bedroom door and gently placed his son’s bag next to the door.

Han Dong whispered: “Without the mother, I can drink less soup, and eating too much is easy to sleep…Mom, Xiao Yan is sleeping so early today? ”

As he took off his blue and white school uniform, he walked to the round dining table and sat on the wooden chair in dark red color.

The action was very light, and I was worried about the sleep of my sister.

Immediately.

Chen Shu came over and put her hands on the wooden chair on the other side of Han Dong. She smiled lightly: “Xiao Xiao has been squatting to go out, and today she took her out for a walk, she is going crazy.”

Han Dong nodded.

He thought he would see the old voice and smile again, but he did not expect his father Han Wenzhi to go out to participate in the class reunion. His sister Xiaoyan also went to sleep early, but his mother Chen Shu was still waiting for herself at home.

There is nothing to lose, but there is peace, and more inexplicable sigh of relief.

Han Dong glanced at the room of his mother, Chen Shu, and her sister Xiao Yan, and then her eyes fell on the kelp ribs soup in front of her.

The soup bowl is full, with a few kelp floating on it, and there are several ribs in it.

Squatting.

He smacked the well-prepared soup bowl and chewed a thin kelp, confusing the aroma of the mellow pork ribs soup, as if the world’s most delicious food, made Han Dong feel warm.

Squatting. Squatting.

Han Dong snorted and held the porcelain bowl in his hands, afraid to speak. He was afraid that when he opened his mouth, he couldn’t help but cry. He was happy with the memory of his heart. There was a stream called happiness flowing in the depths of his heart and filling his chest.

“Drink slowly, don’t worry.”Chen Shu shook her head, her face was slightly tired, sitting on the side wooden chair.

……

It’s twelve o’clock at night.

It’s awkward.

The hanging clock in the bedroom, the pointer rotates in a grid, giving a regular sound, rendering an extremely quiet atmosphere.

Mom fell asleep.

My sister Xiaoyan has already slept.

Dad Han Wenzhi also went out to attend class reunion and lived in the original house tonight.

“Martial arts students.”

Han Dong stared at the desktop computer in front of him and inquired about the news.

This computer is a computer that his father Han Wenzhi specially prepared for his senior year. You can only check the information online. As for the operation of playing games and watching videos, the computer short-circuited the card and then restarted. This is also the experience that Han Dong explored.

Martial Arts

Han Dong’s face flashed a bit of firmness…I have to try this road tomorrow, because according to the words on the Internet, he is sure that martial arts has absolutely incredible power.

So,

“Re-check again…You guys! ! ! ”Han Dong eyes stunned. His cheeky and green face flashed a glimpse of it, the right palm gripped the mouse, clicked in the search box, and then typed –

“Demon ghost!”