Chapter 2 I'm about to break through The chirping of cicadas in summer is loud enough to penetrate glass windows and concrete walls, but people in the office can't hear it because there are something even noisier. ".Just like that, my career in the middle class is over. Teacher Wu, you are distracted again." Chen Mo smiled and brought Old Wu back to his senses. The head teacher, who was over 40 years old, had become a little frightened. He really wanted to know how this boy knew that he was distracted. The answer is simple, if the word count doesn’t increase, it means the other party is not listening. Chen Mo drank the warm water in the paper cup: "I will continue. When I was five years old, I finally went to kindergarten." "that." Old Wu doesn't like to interrupt others, but today he made an exception, "Chen Mo, why don't we stop here today? Look, I..." He couldn't continue speaking halfway because he saw his students looking at him expectantly.
"Teacher, do you really have the heart to refuse such a small request from a student who is about to leave?" "." Old Wu was silent. A small request? You've been talking to me for an hour! You didn't stop except to drink water. Seeing that the other party was in trouble, Chen Mo was very understanding and turned his gaze away. "Teacher Zhu, how about you take over?" Teacher Zhu is responsible for teaching the meridian stretching course. She is a young female teacher who has just been working for three years. She has a pretty appearance and an introverted personality. When she heard Chen Mo calling her name, she was suddenly startled. "Hey! Um, um, I'll go see how they're practicing." Teacher Zhu grabbed the water cup and ran away. Chen Mo looked to the side again. "Teacher Zhang?" "Me?! Our class is doing a random inspection today, I'll go over and supervise it." Another one runs. "Teacher Xu?" "I still have classes." Seeing that there were fewer and fewer people in the office, Old Wu couldn't sit still any longer. He slammed the table and said angrily, "Nonsense, your class is going to observe the advanced class today, where is the class!" "My wife is giving birth today." Teacher Xu also ran away at the speed of light.
There was no need for Chen Mo to say anything, as Old Wu automatically turned to the last senior man who was in his fifties and about to retire. The latter was not panicked at all, he spread his hands and said with a smile: "My mother gave birth to a baby today." After he finished speaking, he took a sip of water and then walked away leisurely. The calmness and composure of the older generation of educators were fully revealed at this moment. Chen Mo still didn't let go of Old Wu's hand, and smiled innocently: "Teacher Wu, it seems we have no choice but to continue. When I was five years old, I finally entered the senior class of kindergarten." At this moment, apart from the two of them, there was no one else in the office, except for a messy desk piled with textbooks and manuscript papers. The sun was as scorching as a knife, but the students on the playground had no intention of slacking off. Class One, Grade Two, practiced standing still in their own area. Students in the preparatory martial arts school spend most of their time in outdoor activities because they need to use the nationally unified method of harmony and vitality to hone their realm. There are theoretical classes in the first grade, and the second grade is the final stage, and there is basically no such thing as starting or ending classes. There is generally no teacher to supervise. After all, although standing still to practice is boring, it is better than reading books and doing exercises. Moreover, being admitted to a martial arts academy means a major turning point in life. To compare it to the past, it is as if as long as you are admitted, you are destined to become an Internet celebrity and count money until your hands cramp. Most people can tell the difference. The reason why ordinary studies are boring is that there is no clear future. No one can guarantee that if you get into a good university, you will be 100% successful. Of course, if you encounter someone who is really stubborn and doesn't work hard, most teachers won't force him. It's better for people who are not determined not to become extraordinary. At this time, several teenagers who had been standing in basic standing meditation for an hour walked to the sidelines to rest and replenish the water lost in their bodies. "No, why hasn't Chen Mo come back yet?" "I think they are trying to persuade them to quit. My brother said that every year some people are persuaded to quit." "But few people will really retreat, so we have to fight to the end." The people who were talking were just chatting, with no contempt or worry. After all, everyone knew that among those selected to enter the preparatory martial arts school, only a very small number could be admitted to the martial arts academy. Just as they were chatting, they saw Teacher Zhu, who was in charge of meridian extension, walking across the playground in a white coat and trotting towards the office in the teaching building. "Fuck, isn't that Doctor Qin?" Someone was sharp-eyed and quickly recognized that the man in the white coat was not the school doctor, but Qin Hu, a psychology doctor who was responsible for counseling students with psychological problems. He was a burly man with a rough face, but gentle and considerate. "What's going on? Could it be that when Old Wu tried to persuade Chen Mo to quit, he just couldn't accept it?!" Several people had heard some rumors. Some people usually know that they are not good enough, but they never break the window paper. When they really face the teacher's denial, they will suddenly become ill. At this time, they need professional guidance. "How about going with me to take a look?" Who doesn’t like eating melons? Since they were just taking a break, several people ran over immediately. However, when everyone rushed to the office door, they saw a completely unexpected scene. Chen Mo didn't seem to have anything unusual, and was even talking excitedly. "Hey! In the blink of an eye, I am eight years old and in the second grade of elementary school. This is a critical stage in elementary school and must be emphasized."
But Old Wu is different. He was squatting in the corner, smoking a cigarette, with a paper cup ashtray at his feet, looking as if he had lost all hope in life. Normally, when he felt like smoking, he would hide on the rooftop to smoke, because he felt that the sight of him puffing smoke from a cigarette was not very aesthetically pleasing, but he could not care less now. Because what he was holding in his hand was not a cigarette, but a life-saving straw. Teacher Zhu, who had expected this, was not surprised, but Qin Hu in the psychological counseling room was. "Xiao Zhu, could it be that Teacher Wu needs counseling?" Not to mention him, even a few students who were just watching the show thought so. "No, no, it's Chen Mo. After Old Wu asked him to leave early, he kept talking. He hasn't stopped for more than an hour!" Teacher Zhu clenched his fists and spoke anxiously, like a squirrel whose nuts had been snatched away. Qin Hu can no longer cure this symptom. It is true that some psychological disorders can cause the symptom of being talkative, but that usually takes time to develop. I have never heard of anyone suddenly having this symptom after suffering a blow. Finally, Chen Mo, who was speaking, noticed something unusual at the door, raised his head and waved. "Hey, Mr. Zhu, are you done?" "Eh!" Teacher Zhu shuddered again, "No, no, no, I'm not done yet. Tell Doctor Qin about your symptoms. I'm leaving first. No, I'm leaving." After saying this, she disappeared again in a flash. As soon as she left, everyone at the scene became even more confused, and they could only turn their eyes to the real culprit. Chen Mo didn't understand what this meant, so he had to ask, "Doctor Qin, what are the symptoms she mentioned?" Everyone turned their attention to the psychologist. Tan Hu blinked: "Do you have any psychological problems?" "No, I'm healthy." Chen Mo said confidently. At this time, Old Wu finally came to his senses: "Hey, Xiao Tan, please take a look at this kid. There is definitely something wrong with him." He didn't care about anything else and just wanted to explain the situation to the professionals first. Chen Mo retorted: "I have no problem." Old Wu didn't believe it at all. "You beat up everyone from kindergarten to the small, medium and large classes, and talked about writing your name on the rooftop of the elementary school. You vowed to become the top of Experimental Elementary School No. 2, and now you are going to duel with the third grade leader for a full hour and a half! Is a normal person like this?" "Ahem. This is a bit problematic." Chen Mo scratched his head. "It's just artistic processing. It's not all true. The plot has to be full of ups and downs for you to be interested."
"Oh, that's what I told you. Bullshit! Who cares about the plot? I'm talking about the fact that you suddenly became so talkative!" Old Wu was almost led astray by him. Chen Mo scratched his head: "Because I think of happy things, I can't help but want to talk." "What's the happy thing?" “I’m about to break through.” "Even if you want to break through, you can't. Huh?" (End of this chapter)