Chapter 1 I Love Cashew Chicken "Chen Mo, drop out of school." "When you first came, I thought you had great talent, so I actually took care of you." "But you've been stuck at the bottleneck of the Qi Refining Realm for more than a year. This won't be a good thing." "Teacher, I have no prejudice against you. I say this out of consideration for you. The pressure outside is getting greater every year. If you continue to waste time, what will happen to your future?" "Don't feel burdened. Only a small number of people can go to martial arts academies. It's normal for them to be transferred to ordinary universities. That's how life is. What do you think?" The head teacher sat opposite the desk, with a can of eight-treasure porridge and a pen holder, a file rack with lesson plans, and a glass of some kind of large-leaf green tea between him and Chen Mo. Everything he said came from the bottom of his heart. Similar conversations happened every year and he was used to it. Not only him, but the other teachers in the office didn't even raise their heads. Although they felt sympathy in their hearts, they were more numb. I've seen too much.
After hearing these heavy and realistic words, there seemed to be no disappointment or unwillingness in Chen Mo's eyes. He just took a deep breath and seemed to have made a decision. The head teacher subconsciously held his breath and became nervous for no reason. Chen Mo's eyes were determined, his lips moved slightly, and he finally spoke. “I love cashew chicken.” head teacher:? Ten minutes ago. Chen Mo sat in the empty classroom in silence. He took in everything in front of him. Nearby are crooked desks, chairs that should have been pushed under the desks but were not, and garbage bags hanging next to the desks. Looking from a distance, the blackboard in front of the classroom had been wiped, but some faint writing on the edge was not cleaned up, leaving a few radicals. Half a piece of chalk dropped on the ground was more conspicuous. Next to the podium was an old water dispenser, and on the wall above was a class schedule with three of the four corners rolled up. They were all familiar things, but Chen Mo's eyes were full of confusion. Yes, I didn’t perform well in the college entrance examination, and it is also true that I had to repeat the year. But who can explain to me what a martial arts academy is? And what are extraordinary people? We agreed to take a half-hour lunch break, but I ended up traveling through time? It didn't take Chen Mo much time to figure out this problem. What made him feel fortunate was that although this world had a lot of settings related to supernatural powers, the interpersonal relationships had not changed. Only the environment and experience had changed. Now Chen Mo is not repeating his senior year, he is attending a preparatory martial arts school. In this world, after the college entrance examination, students will fill in their applications and be admitted as normal. However, those who are admitted do not necessarily have to go to university immediately, because if they are detected to have extraordinary talents, they can choose to retain their admission qualifications and spend an extra two years trying to apply for a martial arts college. During these two years, you can choose to transfer to an ordinary university and live an ordinary life at any time, but few people will do so midway. Because once you get into a martial arts academy, you’ll be in a completely different world from ordinary people.
Things like certification exams, overtime, crazy bosses, mortgages, internal competition, and mid-life crisis no longer exist. Extraordinary people may still encounter troubles, but they will definitely not be economic troubles. Chen Mo began to think about his own situation again. He was admitted to school as a genius, and his awakening was to the peak of the first level of Qi Refining. As soon as the test results came out, his family opened champagne. Then I found out it was open too early. A year later, those who had the chance to be admitted to the Martial Academy had already reached the second level, but he was still at the peak of the first level of Qi Refining. "What Xiao Yan?" Chen Mo didn't have time to think about it because his head felt itchy, as if he was going to grow a brain. A strange thing grew in his mind. [Heart method: the true secret of harmony and vitality.] [Realm: Qi Refining (99/100)] [Binding method: None.] [Available experience: 0.] [Performance type: Language, content is not limited.] [Audience identity tag: teacher.] [Experience value acquisition efficiency: 1/ words.] [Current cycle word count: 0/1000.] ? Before Chen Mo could figure out what was going on, he saw the round-faced girl at the same table shouting at the door: "Old Wu is looking for you." So, ten minutes later, he sat in the office and heard the advice of his head teacher, Old Wu. Admittedly, in the past, even if he gritted his teeth and finished the last few months of classes, it would not be a big deal, but the recent employment situation has become more and more tense, and every year is the most stressful year, so it is undoubtedly a more rational choice to transfer to the university he was admitted to in advance. After all, according to normal thinking, even if Chen Mo broke through on the spot now, he had just entered the awakening state, which was still behind the average level. It was uncertain if he wanted to go to the martial arts academy. But at this moment, he was not panicked at all, because he had already figured out the function of the panel, so he just looked at Old Wu firmly. “I love cashew chicken.” Hearing his words, the head teacher didn't react for a moment. Huh? I didn't ask that. Then, based on his rich past experience, he realized the problem. This is because he was stimulated, so he started talking nonsense. No, I have to calm him down first to avoid causing greater excitement. Just as he was thinking this, he saw the corners of Chen Mo's mouth rise strangely. really! He really has a mental problem. How can anyone laugh at this time? Old Wu didn't know that Chen Mo was simply happy at this moment because he saw changes on the panel. [Current cycle word count: 7/1000.] As long as Old Wu listens to him say a thousand words, he can gain a little experience, and that little experience can help him break through to the second level and become enlightened! Then I won't be polite. Chen Mo rubbed his hands and continued, "I love eating cashew chicken. It's called cashew chicken because it has cashews and chicken. Cashews make a crunchy sound when you chew them, and chicken makes a crunchy sound when you chew them. These two make a crunchy sound when you chew them." To be honest, Old Wu is quite panicked now, and so are the other teachers in the office. They send off many students every year, and have seen some who can't accept reality and cry, yell, and run out of the house. But I've never seen anyone suddenly start talking a lot.
These few sentences, which have absolutely no connection to the context, are as weird as if they were possessed by evil spirits. "." Considering the worst possibility of mental disorder, Old Wu not only did not stop him, but put his hands on the table and pretended to listen attentively. No matter what, keep the person calm first. However, this was exactly what Chen Mo wanted. There are some detailed requirements for calculating the word count on the panel, such as no repetition, meaningful language, etc., but the most important thing is that the audience must listen. If they are distracted, it will not count. With Lao Wu's cooperation, he can continue to output. ".But there is something wrong with today's dish. Two pieces of meat don't look like diced chicken, but diced meat. Of course, diced cashew meat is not bad. The diced meat is crunchy and fragrant when chewed in the mouth, but if I want to eat diced cashew meat, why should I order diced cashew chicken? Because cashew chicken is better than cashew meat. It’s OK to have all cashews, there are also some peanuts in it. Of course, peanut chicken is also delicious, the peanuts are crunchy and fragrant when you chew them in your mouth. It’s OK to have pure peanuts, why are there pine nuts in it. " After finishing his words, Chen Mo glanced at the panel. [Current cycle: 172/1000.] He closed his mouth. This number was less than expected, probably because some interjections didn't count. Did onomatopoeia count? He decided to count. At this time, Old Wu finally had a chance to interrupt. He cautiously asked, "Xiao Chen, are you okay?" Chen Mo frowned and waved his hand. "Don't make any noise, I'm thinking." [Current cycle word count: 178/1000.] Soon he finalized more detailed rules, and onomatopoeia and modal particles were not counted in the word count. Now, even though the cashew chicken thing was over, it didn’t bother him at all. "Teacher Wu, I'm a little sad. Can I talk to you for a while?" [Current cycle word count: 196/1000.] Old Wu breathed a sigh of relief. At least his logic had returned to normal. He said in a friendly manner, "Tell me what difficulties you have. If you need any advice, I will try my best to provide it." Chen Mo was very moved and held the head teacher's rough big hand to prevent him from running away. "It all started when I was born." [Current cycle word count: 207/1000.] (End of this chapter)