Next to the fruit stall, there were two painted red wooden tables. The tables were uneven and had several holes.
"Didn't I say that we should just use this broken table?" Wang Qingyun looked at Xie Jiahao helplessly.
This guy didn't know where to put it and made a shoddy table. Not to mention it was covered in dust. It looked like the surface of the moon, and the paper would pierce even when he wrote a word.
"Hey, rich families are just different. This is the condition. You can use it or not if you like it. Walk slowly and don't give it away. The road is facing the sky. Let's each go to one side."
I didn't realize that this kid still had some artistic talent, so he opened his mouth. Seeing the pride in Xie Jiahao's eyes, Wang Qingyun shook his head slightly. After all, he was still a child, naive.
Bang!
Wang Qingyun spread his fingers and slapped them on the wooden table.
A handprint was printed on the wooden table. Before Xie Jiahao could yell, he saw that the wooden table was broken piece by piece starting from the legs, and finally there was a piece of broken wood left on the ground.
"Mom, look, Superman!" The child on the roadside pointed at Wang Qingyun and said with his eyes shining.
The woman on the side looked at the table shattered on the ground, picked up the child and ran away. If she went out today, she must have not read the almanac. She met a hidden master, so hurry up!
Xie Jiahao's mouth opened wide and he was dumbfounded. As a martial arts practitioner, he naturally knew what this meant. An Jin, this is the An Jin in the book!
He thought about the interaction between Wang Qingyun and himself yesterday, and the way he looked at the other person in an instant was different, with gratitude, surprise, and a hint of admiration.
"Good work!"
Loud praises rang out behind him. Wang Qingyun turned around and saw an old man in Tang suit walking over from a distance.
Although he looks seventy years old, his steps are light and healthy, his face is rosy, and his breathing is not disordered at all. He is a master.
"Master, why are you here?" Xie Jiahao shouted.
"Didn't you say you were bullied yesterday? Master is here to support you today."
As soon as the old man finished speaking, Xie Jiahao's bronze face instantly became hot. How could he say such a thing in front of others? It was so embarrassing.
"I'm Kong Lingguo, this little friend looks young and has a lot of skills. I wonder where he came from?" Kong Lingguo clasped his hands in a fist and saluted as a peer.
Wang Qingyun did not support himself, he cupped his fists with both hands and performed the junior boxing posture:
"Uncle Kong is polite. The sect has rules and it's not convenient to talk about it. But there is one thing. You should treat this silly boy like Jiahao as your treasure. A gentleman will not take away others' love."
The fists of the two collided slightly in the air, trembled slightly, and then stopped.
"Hahaha……"
Xie Jiahao looked at his master angrily. Outsiders thought he was a silly boy, but he still laughed!
Kong Lingguo walked up to Xie Jiahao and said earnestly:
"Jiahao, you said you wanted to study with him. I think it's good. If you study more, you won't be deceived in the future.
It just so happens that the master also has something to deal with, which can take as little as half a month or as long as two months. During this period, you have to take good care of yourself. "
"Master, are there enemies coming to your door? This apprentice is definitely not the kind of coward who is greedy for life and afraid of death!" Xie Jiahao grabbed Kong Lingguo's hand, and his hands turned red from the exertion.
Kong Lingguo shook his head:
"Silly boy, I've read too many martial arts novels of yours. I'm going to meet an old friend. I'm an enemy of the master. As long as you don't cause any trouble for me, I'll burn some incense."
After giving the instructions, Kong Lingguo looked at Wang Qingyun again:
"My little friend, then I will leave Jiahao to you. During this period, if he does anything wrong, as long as it doesn't hurt your muscles and bones, you can just slap him. After a few more strokes, he will be enlightened."
"Yes, Uncle Kong."
Wang Qingyun responded with a wry smile, his hands still trembling slightly, really protecting his shortcomings.
The old man is not simple. They had just wrestled. The opponent was powerful, transparent, and could control it perfectly. He was far better than himself now. He was considered a top master.
"Master, how can anyone say such a thing about an apprentice..."
After Kong Lingguo stuffed a letter into Xie Jiahao, he simply left.
Yes, if Kong Lingguo hadn't left, how could Xie Jiahao have been tricked in the previous life, causing his beautiful sister to be ruined.
"My master approves of you, then I will reluctantly give you face, hum!"
A tough talk but a very honest body. Xie Jiahao turned around and took out two wooden tables from behind the fruit stand. Although they were not new, they were polished with a rag and looked like new. The table tops were made of iron blocks. They were a bit frozen but were very smooth. .
Wang Qingyun was flipping through the books on the floor. Grandma had forgotten not only those from high school but also those from junior high.
What parabola has the largest area? Book from heaven.
When he was thinking about how to persuade Xie Shiyun, he looked up and saw a pair of clear and stupid eyes looking at him.
It takes no effort to get there even if you wear iron shoes.
"Xie Jiahao, do you remember what you learned in junior high school?"
"Can not remember."
"We agreed that we are starting from the same starting point, so it must be fair. Let's start from the junior high school course later."
"ah?
no!
My sister was planning how to teach you yesterday. There are only more than two months left for the college entrance examination, so how could it be too late? "
"It's fair to say that we are on the same starting line. Moreover, if your studies can keep up, I'll see if I can find a way for you to take the college entrance examination, so that you don't have to be separated from your sister and can protect her. ”
"You're serious!"
"a man of his words."
"What are you two muttering about?"
Like a mountain spring gushing out, nourishing the heart, a gentle murmur sounded from behind the two of them.
Wang Qingyun winked, and Xie Jiahao looked aggrieved: "Sister, let's start from junior high school, can we?"
Hearing this, Xie Shiyun's eyes flashed with unbearability. Her younger brother had never even gone to high school, so he had to bear the burden of finding a living. When she mentioned this, her heart ached.
"Shi Yun, let's start from junior high school. I've almost forgotten it, and my younger brother happens to want to learn it too."
Wang Qingyun swore that he was telling the truth.
Xie Shiyun glanced at Xie Jiahao lovingly, and then looked at Wang Qingyun gratefully: "Okay, I will listen to you."
"This is Du Aipo, this is a basin..."
After an English class, Wang Qingyun worked hard, typing in words like crazy, taking advantage of the time when there were customers and Xie Shiyun was selling things.
Xie Jiahao pulled his clothes: "Why is this called hand spray? Is it disinfection?"
puff--
Wang Qingyun couldn't help laughing. He looked at Xie Jiahao's eyes that were full of curiosity, but he couldn't resist, so he could only patiently explain what squirting is and what squirting is.
At 9:30 in the evening, Xie Jiahao couldn't study anymore, so he went to close the stall with his sister. Wang Qingyun was alone on the roadside, relying on the street lamp, holding an English textbook and memorizing words.
From being difficult at the beginning, to gradually coming naturally, the words fell into his stomach like hot pot meat and were completely absorbed, quickly enriching his vocabulary.
After putting everything away and putting it on the trolley, Xie Shiyun looked at the serious Wang Qingyun under the street lamp. She couldn't help but be in a daze. The corners of her mouth slightly curled up in a subtle arc, and a hint of shame beat in her heart.
A big face suddenly burst into view, blocking Xie Shiyun's face.
"Sister, what are you looking at?"
Xie Shiyun glared at him angrily: "I wonder why you still don't memorize the words!"
Xie Jiahao walked away with a sudden surge of energy.
As a result of the first day's study, Wang Qingyun memorized words from two English books and could use all the simple grammar. Apart from that, he had traveled to many countries in his previous life and could not remember so many words. He could also forget so many foreign girls.
English on the first day, Chinese on the second day, mathematics on the third day...
For a whole week, Xie Jiahao never cared about it, but his enthusiasm for hard work was burning, and he no longer cared about the fruit stand.
In the past week, Xie Jiahao and Wang Qingyun met at the fruit stall at eight o'clock in the morning. They started working together until eleven o'clock in the evening. They both felt a little sympathetic to each other.
Seeing Xie Jiahao's enthusiasm, Xie Shiyun gave Wang Qingyun a thumbs up, thanking him for stimulating his brother's desire to learn.
In just one week, there was a hint of perseverance on the face of the ignorant young man, and in his eyes, something called desire was quietly reviving and growing.
"Brother Wang, make it easy for me to find you. Since you're not at school, it's hard to find you for a drink." A gloomy voice came from the alley.
Hearing the sound, he looked over and saw Wu Xiong, who was holding a handbag, walking towards them, surrounded by four tall men.
