Chapter 44 Dropping out of school Zheng Fa could never have guessed that his wife could reasonably yet outrageously infer that there was a Yuanying Zhenren behind him based on the fact that he had mastered the "Spirit Crane Body". His problem now is that the old man behind him - the white old man is tired of studying. No, he wants to drop out of school. One evening, after tutoring Tang Lingwu, he suddenly said to Zheng Fa, "Xiao Zheng, I probably won't have time to practice martial arts in the future." The old man's progress in learning martial arts was too slow, and there was no visible effect. Naturally, his enthusiasm waned day by day. Zheng Fa had been watching all this and had expected this day to come. Looking at Old Man Bai, Tang Lingwu couldn't help but wonder, "Grandpa Bai, are you thinking of giving up because practicing martial arts is too tiring and painful?" "What do you mean by giving up?" The old man said confidently, "I have other important things to do and I can't spare the time! Do you understand that you are busy?" "What could happen to you, a retired person?" Tang Lingwu obviously didn't believe it.
"Don't disbelieve me!" The old man raised his head and said, "Someone from Beijing University Press called me a few days ago and said they were waiting for my new book!" After hearing this, both Zheng and Fa were a little surprised. "You are still writing books. I haven't heard you mention that before." "Can I brag to you two youngsters?" The white old man tilted his mouth and said, "I'm retired now and I'm old and useless, but people are crying and begging me to write a book!" He boasted so much that Tang Lingwu was a little skeptical: "What kind of book did you write?" Hearing this, the old man sighed and said, "You don't know that some of our university textbooks were written in the last century. It's not that they are bad, they were all written by great scholars. But now everyone finds that, eh? It seems that they can be written better, and some new knowledge has not been updated." "So what you wrote was the textbook of Jingcheng University?" Tang Lingwu's tone was a little awed. "Just one book." The old man waved his hand, very modestly: "It's not an important book, it's just that people urged me to read it. I really don't have time!" Seeing that he didn't seem to be bragging, Zheng Fa began to look at the old man with a new respect. "So, it's not that I gave up practicing martial arts, it's just that I don't have time." The white old man explained again, "When I think of those students who are still learning those outdated textbooks, they are crying out for food, I get so anxious! I can't even sleep well!" Hearing this, Tang Lingwu glanced at Zheng Fa, feeling a little worried. Sure enough, the old man said to Zheng Fa: "Xiao Zheng, if you have any questions in the future, come to my house on weekends. I will spend an hour or two on weekends to explain it to you. As for topology and other things, you don't need them for the time being. You can learn them after the college entrance examination." Tang Lingwu opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but she didn't seem to know how to say it. Zheng Fa nodded, but he didn't blame the old man in his heart. Zheng Fa really enjoyed the private tutoring from old man Bai for a period of time. Although he had not yet started learning university mathematics such as topology, he was confident that he had gained a lot of insights on the knowledge points of the college entrance examination mathematics. As for the old man Bai... he has been practicing "Songhe Zhuang" for a while, but he really hasn't learned anything. In the end, he still got the advantage. As for the old man Bai's current transformation, on the one hand it is definitely because learning martial arts did not give him enough positive feedback.
On the other hand, Zheng Fa was indeed a slow learner. Disciples choose their masters, and masters also choose their disciples. This trend is even worse in the Xuanwei Realm. After all, Old Man Bai teaches the gifted students of Beijing University, so it is natural for him to feel a little disdainful of Zheng Fa's learning progress. And he was not without good intentions. In his opinion, Zheng Fa's main task now was the college entrance examination, and he should not learn topology from him. Zheng Fa actually felt a little grateful in his heart: Old Man Bai was very considerate of him to let him come to his house for advice on the weekend. After all, he had no requests for anything from Zheng Fa at the moment. Seeing him nod with a normal expression, Tang Lingwu let out a light breath, and then as if she had discovered something, she stared at Zheng Fa's face with a very confused look. "Why are you looking at Zheng Fa?" Seeing her staring at him, the old man suddenly became angry and said with a fierce face. "He...seems to have changed?" The old man narrowed his eyes and looked Zheng Fa up and down, but he didn't seem to notice anything. "Nothing has changed. One nose and two eyes." "You have presbyopia, so of course you can't see clearly." Tang Lingwu ignored him and stared at Zheng Fa's face: "Zheng Fa, what skin care products have you used recently?" Zheng Fa knew that this was because Tang Lingwu discovered the changes in him after he had mastered the "Spiritual Crane Body". "I have made some progress in martial arts recently." He explained to Tang Lingwu. "Martial arts!" Tang Lingwu opened her mouth, as if she didn't expect Zheng Fa to give her such an answer. "what happened?" "I thought..." Tang Lingwu glanced at the old man Bai who was looking for his reading glasses: "You were fooling Grandpa Bai before." The old man in white came up to Zheng Fa wearing reading glasses and observed him carefully, as if he was doing some research. "Can you see the changes?" Tang Lingwu asked. "No!" the old white man replied. "Then you should look at it for a long time." "I don't know what he looked like before, how can I see any changes?" The white old man said confidently: "I'm not like a little girl like you, staring at little boys every day!" "..." "So, you're saying that you learned a martial art and your skin got better?" Tang Lingwu asked Zheng Fa curiously, as if she didn't hear what the old man said. "Yes, I woke up one morning and it felt like I had shed a layer of skin." "So, is the life extension you mentioned before also true?" Tang Lingwu's eyes were brighter than ever. "Of course it's true. Do you think I'm lying to you?" Zheng Fa asked her back, then turned to look at the old man next to him: "You also think I'm lying to you?" They both nodded. "Then what else do you practice?"
"This is not... I'm bored after retirement, so I practice for fun." The old white man smiled awkwardly. "It's amazing..." Tang Lingwu stretched out her finger, as if she wanted to poke Zheng Fa's face, but then stopped. "No, this is the image I have in your mind?" Zheng Fa was a little depressed. Were these two people playing house with me before? “It’s not that there are too many scammers on short videos.” Both of them smiled at Zheng Fa a little embarrassedly. "Do you believe it now?" "Believe it, believe it!" The old man and the other man nodded frantically, staring at Zheng Fa's face. After a while, the old man's face suddenly became awkward: "Xiao Zheng... I want to learn martial arts again." "Want to learn again?" "miss you!" "Aren't you very busy?" "What are you busy with? I'm not busy! Who would care about you, a retired old helper?" "Aren't you going to write a book?" "It's okay to write slowly." Zheng Fa slowly shook his head: "That won't work. Your students are crying out for food every day." "Let them cry out, they won't starve to death!" The white old man didn't care at all: "Who am I? I'm not a great mathematician. Do you really think I'm a piece of cake? My book is so hard that it's hard to wipe my butt with it. It's not important, not important." Zheng Fa didn't even bother to look at his flattering old face and turned to look at Tang Lingwu. Tang Lingwu used one finger to push the unopened bottle of milk tea in front of Zheng Fa. "?" "I want to learn too." There was a kind of enthusiasm in Tang Lingwu's eyes that was rare in her: "I'll buy you milk tea from now on." (End of this chapter)
