The atmosphere in the living room was a bit strange.
Shen Qian was sitting on the sofa, and across the coffee table were Shen Liang and Wang Xiaojuan.
After confirming that there was nothing wrong with Shen Qian's brain, Shen Liang and Wang Xiaojuan were finally able to think rationally about the problem.
At this time, Wang Xiaojuan stared nervously at Shen Liang, while Shen Liang held the badge symbolizing the identity of a novice warrior and was studying it over and over.
"There is indeed a magnetic card inside, just like what was said online..."
"This material is not ordinary copper metal. It also has these specific textures, which are difficult to imitate..."
"The most important thing is that Xiaoqian just picked me up with one hand, so he is indeed very strong now."
"Well, this badge should be real."
After some scientific and careful inferences, Shen Liang came to a conclusion.
Wang Xiaojuan breathed a sigh of relief, and indescribable surprise and excitement came to her mind.
Although Shen Liang is not a martial artist, he is still a college student who graduated from the Institute of Engineering and has more knowledge than her. What he said should be right.
"Xiaoqian, you... how did you do it?" After calming down, Wang Xiaojuan asked impatiently, "I thought you were still far away from the threshold of a beginner warrior when you took the physical test last year!"
Shen Liang also stared at Shen Qian closely, waiting for his answer.
"Actually, I'm not too sure. In the past few months, I suddenly found that my strength was increasing rapidly, as if I had an enlightenment."
Shen Qian pondered, "I also asked Teacher Liu about this. She said that some people are late bloomers. It may be that my body's potential has begun to awaken. Although this situation is rare, it is not uncommon."
Shen Qian's explanation actually had many flaws, but he knew that his parents would not dig into it. What they needed was just a reason to feel at ease.
Firstly, they are not professional in the field of martial arts, and secondly, no parents would think that their children are useless. They are far better than others in accepting their children's sudden excellence, and may even take it for granted.
This is why Shen Qian can confess to his parents without any psychological burden.
Sure enough, both Shen Liang and Wang Xiaojuan had complicated expressions, but they were mostly relieved and joyful, and they did not ask for details.
"By the way, Xiaoqian, you just said you can get 10,000 yuan every month?" Wang Xiaojuan quickly remembered what Shen Qian had just said.
"Yes, this month's payment has been issued, and it's in this card... From now on, every month's money will be transferred to this card on time on the 1st. Mom, please keep it. The password is your birthday."
Shen Qian handed his bank card ending in 404 to Wang Xiaojuan.
As for himself, he plans to use another bank card ending in 1024 in the future. The money Lao Wang gave him before was less than 10,000, but he transferred it to that card.
Shen Liang looked at Wang Xiaojuan's relieved look and felt happy in his heart, but he suddenly felt that something was not right and his face froze.
"Honey, then I just gave you the ten thousand..."
"What, you still want to go back?" Wang Xiaojuan raised her eyebrows.
"Not really, it's just that I don't have any money left. Do you think..." Shen Liang rubbed his hands and coughed, hinting wildly.
"oh."
Wang Xiaojuan understood, so with Shen Liang's hopeful eyes, she took out the envelope again, then took two banknotes from inside and stuffed them into Shen Liang's hand.
Looking at the two hundred yuan in his hand, Shen Liang fell into a long silence again.
Shen Qian couldn't bear to watch anymore. He was afraid that he would laugh out loud, so he quickly interrupted: "Mom, go cook quickly. I'm hungry."
Wang Xiaojuan nodded, glanced at the fruits on the table and couldn't help but educate her: "Xiaoqian, I don't need that much. I will give you part of it every month in the future, but you can't spend money randomly anymore. Do you want to Just tell me if you want to eat fruit and I will buy it...do you hear me?"
Shen Qian nodded repeatedly and promised to maintain a hard and simple style in the future, and then Wang Xiaojuan let him go.
…
In the bedroom, Shen Qian was lying on the bed, his bracelet emitting light, and a girl with a smooth forehead, a standard oval face, and thin lips was projected above.
Ding Yi might have just finished taking a shower. It was rare that she didn't have her hair tied in a ponytail, and her wet hair was spread over her shoulders, which weakened her original cold temperament.
"What are you laughing at?" Ding Yi asked doubtfully.
"No, no..." Shen Qian restrained his divergent thoughts.
Mainly because after the family had a warm dinner, Shen Liang secretly came to him to borrow money but had to keep a straight face and pretend to be serious. It was too funny. Shen Qian felt a little nervous when he thought about it.
However, since Shen Liang could tell at a glance that Shen Qian must still have "private money", Shen Qian could only admire him.
Ding Yi thought Shen Qian was laughing at him, so he quickly hid half of his face and only stared at Shen Qian with his eyes.
This made Shen Qian a little regretful, because Ding Yi was originally wearing loose pajamas, and the view was great when he lay down just now.
"Shen Qian, I've heard all about it."
"What?"
"It's you..." Ding Yi hesitated.
Shen Qian was startled, wondering if she also knew that I had obtained the badge of a novice warrior?
It doesn’t make sense!
But soon Ding Yi's words let Shen Qian know that he had misunderstood.
"Xiaoqian told me that you have been working very hard recently and often ask them for advice." Ding Yi bit his lip, "So are you planning to specialize in liberal arts?"
Shen Qian didn't know how to answer for a while. He had been addicted to books in class recently, and the look of the prodigal son who turned around really surprised many of his classmates.
Even Liu Simin has publicly praised Shen Qian more than once for "knowing how to advance and retreat, and having a sense of proportion." This was used to criticize "some classmates" such as Zhou Xu who were persistent but not talented enough.
"I don't mean to blame you."
When Ding saw that Shen Qian was silent, he quickly added, "I... although I'm a little regretful that you can't go to a martial arts university like me, but it doesn't matter, a liberal arts university can also do it."
"Then if you become a powerful person in the mountains and seas in the future, but I am an ordinary person who eats and waits for death every day, you will not dislike me?" Shen Qian said with a smile.
Ding Yi said nothing.
Shen Qian also realized that his words seemed too ambiguous. Although Ding Yi seemed bold on the day of saying goodbye, it was limited to that day. Afterwards, the two of them were very restrained in their daily calls.
Just when Shen Qian wanted to change the topic, Ding Yi spoke, his voice was very soft, but he firmly penetrated the signal, "I will still help you from now on."
Shen Qian said nothing more.
When Beiwu starts school, I will give you another surprise...
After hanging up the phone, Shen Qian went to the rooftop, turned on the on-hook mode, and began to practice daily iron lifting.
Two hours later, Shen Qian, who regained consciousness, looked at the hang-up record and frowned slightly.
The efficiency of his training is plummeting...
Especially in the past few days, it has been very obvious.
Shen Qian had already guessed the reason, which meant that he was very close to the threshold.
The threshold for a quasi-martial artist!
It’s really confusing...
Should we pursue the true limit and become an extraordinary quasi-warrior who sounds very capable?
