Chapter 32 Breakthrough Control (please follow up)

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"Dad, can I go to your factory to have fun after school tomorrow?"

"Um... well... the factory is quite busy during this period, and my fellow workers and uncles don't have time to accompany you. Let's wait for a while..."

"You don't need to accompany me, and I haven't been there for a long time. I want to visit!"

Zhang Huolong sweated on his forehead: "Good boy, super strong... The factory is rushing out goods, it's not convenient..."

At the dinner table, Zhang Chaoqiang turned around and asked his mother Shen Qiangwei:

"Mom, why hasn't the boss uncle asked me to come over and write in the past few days? Why don't I go to mom's shop after school tomorrow?"

Shen Qiangwei was sweating profusely: "Well, it's super strong. The tattoo shop's business hasn't been very good lately, so, yes, it's just... nothing interesting to see. Eat quickly. The bitter melon and fried pork you said you liked last time won't get cold in a while. .”

Shen Qiangwei and Zhang Huolong tried their best to avoid Zhang Chaoqiang's request.

Zhang Chaoqiang looked at the fried pork with bitter melon on the table. Although it was delicious, he didn’t need to eat it twice a day these days, right?

If he hadn't taken care of lunch at school, he had no doubt that he could have made it three times a day.

Mom and Dad are so weird, they must be under too much pressure these days...

He thought this way, and the psychological counseling he learned from Teacher Xuan Yu last time didn't seem to work for them either.

He glanced meaningfully at the man who was immersed in the rice. The porcelain bowl he held in his left hand had completely covered his cheeks, and he could only vaguely see his cheeks chewing.

menopause?

Zhang Chaoqiang figured it out. There was only one reason that could explain the strange behavior of his parents in recent days.

It's like entering menopause.

Although they are only 27-28, the elderly people with dementia are getting younger now, not to mention that young people with such great pressure in life have normal menopause.

It seems that I have to look for Xuan Yu these days to find out how to alleviate menopause.

A few days ago, after going back and forth, I became quite familiar with Teacher Xuanyu. This beautiful teacher sister can also learn things from her.

Of course Zhang Chaoqiang likes it, but Teacher Xuanyu has a weird habit of pinching students' faces, and Zhang Chaoqiang cannot avoid making exceptions.



Zhang Chaoqiang swallowed all the porridge in the bowl and was about to go to the room to get his schoolbag. At 7.30, Lao Chen and Tan Yue, who happened to be on the way, were almost downstairs.

Seeing that Zhang Chaoqiang was about to go out, Zhang Huolong and Shen Qiangwei gradually put down the porcelain bowls covering their faces, revealing two pairs of huge and obvious dark circles.

Very conspicuous.

"Mom and Dad, don't be tired at night and go to bed early..."

Zhang Chaoqiang waved to them suggestively, indicating that he was leaving for school.

As he walked down the stairs, Zhang Chaoqiang sighed in his heart.

After moving to two bedrooms and one living room, my parents returned to their old days, as close as ever, singing and dancing every night.

Parents are sick...

School.

Zhang Chaoqiang has also been training to control the psychic ring in the past two days, but as his control power becomes stronger and stronger, he usually gets a lot of experience and uses up the energy stored in it.

I heard that Teacher Guan seemed to be sick and took two days off.

But it’s hard to beat Zhang Chaoqiang.

He went to find Teacher Cheng Wen.

Zhang Chaoqiang believes that although the energy-filled bracelet is only enough for him to use for no more than ten minutes, it is too much to bother the teacher every day.

So, just trouble the teacher four times a day and recharge it four times.

Without the [Control Power Bonus], he calculated that if he controls all the energy four times a day, he can increase his control power by about 1 point.

[Zhang Chaoqiang’s focus group]

mr.Cheng: @ acidQ, I think it is still necessary to provide psychological counseling to classmate Zhang Chaoqiang again! !



[Control power]: 35

Two days later, Zhang Chaoqiang found that his control power had reached a breakthrough that could be called a breakthrough.

In the classroom, during breaks, he pulled Tan Yue aside mysteriously.

"Tan Yue, who do you hate the most in the class recently?"

"Why do you ask?"

"That's all you say!"

"No, Zhang Chaoqiang, you are not allowed to take action, if you hurt someone else..." Tan Yue was reluctant to say.

Finally, Zhang Chaoqiang's persistence forced him to open his mouth.

"Jiang Wenming, you have been bullying other female classmates recently and secretly hiding their homework, you bad guy!"

"Okay, you watch."

Zhang Chaoqiang's penetrating eyes glanced at the class and saw that the short winter melon Jiang Wenming, who was only 1.45 meters tall, didn't know why the others were sneaking around in their seats.

Zhang Chaoqiang waved the psychic ring in his hand to Tan Yue, and then secretly put it into Jiang Wenming's drawer when passing by his seat.

Pulling Tan Yue, the two stood on the window sill, less than three meters away from Jiang Wenming's position.

"Zhang Chaoqiang, what are you doing?"

"Shhh."

Zhang Chaoqiang saw Jiang Wenming return to his seat, holding the homework of his female deskmate, which he was about to hide in his schoolbag.

Zhang Chaoqiang faced Tan Yue and gestured with his finger.

Three, two, one. When Zhang Chaoqiang put away his fist.

Bang!

The sound was neither too loud nor too quiet, and Jiang Wenming's table almost jumped.

The others were not affected much, but Jiang Wenming was so frightened that his hair stood on end. Feeling guilty, he quietly put the homework notebook back to its original place.

"How did you do it? Zhang Chaoqiang, you are so powerful. You can release the energy of the psychic ring without touching it?"

At this time, Tan Yue was like a little fan girl. You must know that with her hard control in recent days, she has successfully achieved the result of being able to drive and control the psychic ring in all four limbs.

But compared with Zhang Chaoqiang, it's like fireflies and bright moon.

"Tan Yue, you are also very powerful. Shen Guoqi just learned how to control it..."

Like an adult, he comforted Tan Yue.

Work hard!

This is Tan Yue's state today. In physical education class, she dragged Zhang Chaoqiang to the deserted rockery and grove.

Let Zhang Chaoqiang evaluate his ability to control the psychic ring.

flutter.

Tan Yue was seen using her left hand, which was wearing a psychic ring, towards the half-withered yellow and half-green narrow leaves that had just fallen from the tree.

It seems that he saw a wave of spiritual power in the shape of a palm, pushing the falling leaves forward accurately.

The energy fluctuations are small, and the released energy is dissipated everywhere, so the power that can be fired is not great.

Primary Control +1

[Primary Control]: 100/100

"Why!"

Compared to the completion of the primary control progress bar, Zhang Chaoqiang was even more amazed at Tan Yue's control of the psychic ring.

It takes just half a month to reach this level.

"It's really good! It's amazing!"

Zhang Chaoqiang sincerely gave Tan Yue a thumbs up.

"Wow…"

She was so happy. After being praised, Tan Yue felt so happy that she could actually make Zhang Chaoqiang praise her sincerely.

"Am I almost as good as you, Zhang Chaoqiang?"

Tan Yue expressed her confusion.

"Hmm..." Zhang Chaoqiang thought for a while, looked at Tan Yue's expectant expression, and finally nodded solemnly:

"That's right, you have 78% of my strength, come on!"

Well, 1.78%, Zhang Chaoqiang thought, he really couldn't bear to frustrate Tan Yue, who was full of fighting spirit.

"Come on!" Tan Yue raised her fist seriously, pushed it down hard, released the energy upward, and then her arm automatically punched down due to the recoil.