C8 (1/2)

The autumn was already late. Although they were on a small island by the sea and the temperature difference was not too big, it was still a little cold in the morning. On a cool morning, the best reward for a student was not to give him honor, but to let him sleep in a warm, lazy sleep.

Chang Jing had actually already woken up. Before his mother came over to wake him up, she had already opened her eyes. She did not know why, but last night she was so excited that she had to continuously perform several small fireball s to make herself tired. However, she woke up even earlier in the morning. ”Although he is awake, he does not intend to get out of bed.” What did the hotel say? Could she give the old man a few more bottles of wine? She hadn't settled the bill yesterday, so how could she have any more money? When are we going? I won't be able to go in the morning. If I skip class again today, I won't be able to save myself even if I learn another ten small fireball s.

”Why aren't you up yet?” Chang Jing's mother laughed as she came over to urge Chang Jing again. She wanted to know which parents in this world didn't want to see their own children fail?'s mother was extremely pleased when she saw that her son was no longer as useless as before. It wouldn't be normal if she didn't laugh! ”Good girl, get up. It's not good to be late.”

”Mom, I'm getting up soon.” After saying that, Chang Jing yawned, turned around and closed her eyes.

”Rise!” Chang Jing's mother threw back her blanket and roared. A woman's face is a book — not learned, but turned over too quickly.

Chang Jing was clever, and obediently got out of bed. A new day is starting anew, ”Chang Jing thought,” But this way of starting isn't very good.

After breakfast, Chang Jing headed towards school. To be honest, for someone who didn't have any talent for martial arts learning, or even someone who couldn't be made up for after birth, asking him to go to a school that mainly focused on martial arts learning every day was a bit too much for him. But what could she do? Central call for ”no matter how poor can not be poor education” ah, local care whether you are ”no matter how bitter can not be bitter children” ah!

”Ai, today seems to be a semester martial arts review?” Chang Jing thought in pain, ”But at least I won't get beaten up.”

Who knew …

”Students, after this semester ends, everyone will also graduate. In order that everyone can be promoted to the next level … Or graduate, ”said the teacher, who had been scolded a few hundred times by Chang Jing. She looked at Chang Jing meaningfully. Everyone, get ready. We'll be starting shortly. ”

The unlucky Chang Jing walked to the side and started preparing as well, clapping her hands and patting her legs – no wonder. This kind of preparation was very beneficial to him. Of course the price was painful.

”Big Brother Chang Jing, I have medicinal wine here.” The cute girl, Bing Bing, walked towards Chang Jing with a bottle of medicinal wine.