"Huh, ha."
In the skills class, Teacher Guan is instructing the children to use simple movements to practice sparring.
Half a year later, the students who had taken the class for half a year had almost memorized the basic movements, so Teacher Guan ended the boring splitting of skills and movements.
Have them train against each other.
"Teacher Guan, when can we learn martial arts?"
Teacher Guan smiled slightly and touched the classmate's head, but his eyes seemed to be fixed on Zhang Chaoqiang. He said:
"It's still early, take your time."
In the first half of the quarter, Zhang Chaoqiang had already completed today's fighting task.
In his opinion, this kind of fighting task is too boring, and his reaction and strength are obviously much higher than that of his opponent.
But it's like a martial arts performance. You punch me and I kick you slowly.
In the past six months, I gained a lot of [spiritual power] in the perception room from the beginning, and then started to slow down.
[Spiritual Power Value]: 603
There is one enlightenment class every week, and during the rest of the time, there is no way to enjoy the baptism of spiritual power in the form of cellular energy.
Therefore, it now often takes three weeks of accumulation to increase one point of spiritual power.
As for Tan Yue, through observation during this period of time, Zhang Chaoqiang found that she improved her internal spiritual power very quickly.
In this aspect, he even surpassed Shen Guoqi, the recognized genius in the class.
A genius in martial arts.
As for Zhang Chaoqiang, his classmates classified him as a liberal arts genius.
Because in just over half a year, Zhang Chaoqiang has won nearly a dozen awards.
The first prize in the calligraphy competition of the primary school students in Changcheng District, the first prize in the speech contest of Yuhua Primary School, the first prize in the singing competition...
The goal of [obvious contrast] is getting closer and closer.
In terms of calligraphy, I have been practicing, but it really takes some time to write the goal of 500,000 with a brush, and the same goes for [Elementary Expression].
"You said that my inner spiritual power is stronger than Shen Guoqi's right now? Is this true?"
"real."
Zhang Chaoqiang nodded in response to Tan Yue's question. Zhang Chaoqiang could clearly feel that in the recent times when the two of them tested their internal spiritual power, Tan Yue resonated more strongly with him.
"how do you know?"
"It told me."
"It? Can you talk to the sensing device?" Tan Yue asked innocently with her eyes widened.
"That's understandable."
When get out of class was over, Teacher Guan took a long breath.
Zhang Chaoqiang was in his class and nothing happened.
This puts him at ease.
Thinking back to Teacher Wen’s enlightenment course half a year ago, she was punished to write a self-reflection for half a year just because of her negligence, one article per week...
After all, the principal has given an order that when Zhang Chaoqiang is in school, he must pay close attention to him and not let him have an accident or let anything in the school have an accident.
Teacher Guan looked bitterly at the group of obedient students. They used to be very naughty.
He makes fun of teachers and students, and forgets about it after saying it, which makes the leadership director very anxious.
But one day, they played a trick on Zhang Chaoqiang and Tan Yue.
Teacher Guan couldn't forget how helpless those classmates were when they cried for their mothers. If they hadn't been attacked by them and took off their pants, how could he think that these crying people were the victims.
Even Shen Guoqi had a tendency to be the class bully for a while, but Zhang Chaoqiang used some means to subdue him.
In short, whether Zhang Chaoqiang is a genius or an outstanding student, he should be highly valued by the school at all times.
Zhang Chaoqiang's seat is always in the front row. There is a surveillance camera directly above the window next to him, facing him.
Exclusive monitoring.
Most of the time, Zhang Chaoqiang didn't listen too seriously to the lectures. When he had time, he practiced calligraphy and standard block letters.
It is worth mentioning that with Shen Qiangwei’s kind assistance.
The driver, Lao Chen, asked Tan Yue's family for instructions and agreed to an invitation to have dinner at Zhang Chaoqiang's house once in a while.
But judging from Lao Chen's expression, it was obvious that he was not as happy as the child and Shen Qiangwei.
Brush brush brush.
In the kitchen of Zhang Chaoqiang's home, Lao Chen, who was wearing a pink apron, had already taken off his expensive suit that was pressed straight.
Holding the spatula with both hands, he stirred the stove until it started to smoke.
Ever since Lao Chen and Tan Yue had eaten a meal cooked by Shen Qiangwei.
He just said he didn't want to take off his chopsticks anymore, Lao Chen, who always greeted me with a smile, said seriously.
"Super strong mother, you are wasting food!"
And decided that when I come here in the future, I will be in charge.
Shen Qiangwei looked helpless and could only stop chopping vegetables.
But when he saw the potatoes cut into finger-thick shreds, Lao Chen immediately kicked her out of his kitchen and was not allowed to come in.
While Lao Chen was cooking, Zhang Chaoqiang and Tan Yue's two children were doing their homework.
Zhang Huolong had just come back from get off work at this time. He greeted Tan Yue warmly and took off his beanie shoes and replaced them with slippers.
Ever since Zhang Chaoqiang went to school, they have never had to worry about homework. Although it is useless to worry, they don't understand a few words...
However, when Tan Yue asked Zhang Chaoqiang something she didn't understand, it aroused Zhang Chaoqiang's parents' strange desire to win and express themselves.
"Xiao Yue, let me teach you this question!" Zhang Huolong volunteered.
Xiao Ming has 25 apples, Xiao Hong has 25 apples, and the teacher has 45 apples. How many apples do they have in total?
Zhang Huolong spread his fingers and counted for a long time. Zhang Chaoqiang couldn't see it and said:
"How much does it cost to buy two packs of Furong Wang and one pack of Hard Huazi?"
"95!" Zhang Huolong didn't even have to think about it, he just shouted it subconsciously.
Zhang Chaoqiang looked at Tan Yue again. He remembered that Tan Yue's favorite thing was all kinds of satchels, and he also told himself that he had hundreds of satchels of different styles at home.
By replacing the apple in the question with a satchel, Tan Yue could easily calculate the answer.
"It's really outrageous..."
Zhang Chaoqiang smiled bitterly in his heart.
Not long after, Lao Chen prepared the delicious meal of five dishes and one soup by himself.
It was said that they were invited to eat at home, but it was more like they were guests at each other's home...
"I have to say, Lao Chen, your craftsmanship is comparable to that of a five-star hotel!"
At the dinner table, Zhang Huolong was raising one foot on the chair while praising Old Chen for his dishes.
After feeling that the impact on the child was not good, he put his foot down again.
Lao Chen smiled lightly and said: "I do have a three-star chef certification from Michelin, a national special chef certificate, and a first-class certificate from Linhai Province..."
After talking for a full minute, Lao Chen already had more than ten names in the chef world.
Everyone was stunned.
"We are really blessed..."
Zhang Chaoqiang tried to smooth things over.
Tan Yue was curious, put down her chopsticks and stared at Lao Chen. She seemed to have never heard this from Lao Chen before, and then asked enthusiastically:
"Grandpa Chen, how much will someone give you if you cook a meal?"
"Luo Guanming, a famous entrepreneur in Qingzhou City, once invited me to cook a private dinner for him. The labor cost alone was about 200,000 yuan."
Lao Chen said with a smile.
Blah blah blah blah.
The sound of chopsticks sliding against porcelain bowls made no matter whether it was Zhang Huolong, Shen Qiangwei or Zhang Chaoqiang, frantically eating vegetables and eating, unwilling to waste even a drop of juice.
It's just that Tan Yue looked confused. She still had no idea about money.
Zhang Chaoqiang added: "I can buy about 4,000 satchels. If you change your back every day, you can keep the same bag for ten years."
After saying that, Tan Yue seemed to realize something and frantically scrambled for food and food...
