Chapter 20 (1/2)
Jon village.
With the sound of a gong and the sound of shouting, the calm was broken.
”Now! There are only ten of you who haven't felt the resonance yet. Aren't you ten ashamed? ”
”We all stand at the same starting point. Why can't everyone else do it! Your dreams
”Zhao Qingsong! Tell me what your dream is
A child stood up and said in a loud voice, ”become a soul master!”
”Did you work on that?”
”Try hard!”
”No, you didn't try! Don't think I can't see! When others are practicing, you are distracted and playing with ants! ”
”Poof
”Don't laugh!”
Wang Jian turned back and glared at the crowd, which made the children tremble.
”I remember your father was an ordinary farmer. When he handed over the tuition to me, I could see clearly that his hands were covered with calluses and scars...”
”He told me that you had to come here. Your family condition was not good, but he still pieced together the tuition for you.”
The child named Zhao Qingsong trembles all over, imagining the scene, and his eyes gradually become crystal clear.
”Now tell me, have you tried? Are you worthy of your father? ”
”Yes... I'm sorry.”
”Yes, you are really sorry. If you look at the students around you, don't you feel shameful? When they are all making progress to the soul master, you are still standing still. ”
”If one day, they all become soul masters, and you are still like this, what do you think your mood will be?”
Zhao Qingsong can't imagine at that time, because he doesn't know what regret is, but he knows that he must be envious, just as he saw the soul master sent by the martial spirit hall to awaken the martial spirit for them.
And he doesn't want to envy others anymore.
”Dean, I will try my best, I promise you!”
His eyes gradually firm up, tearful roar.
”Good, I hope you don't let me down, and so do a few others. In my original plan, you should all succeed now!”
In the crowd, several people bowed their heads in silence.
”Now, all go to the back mountain to practice. Shen Xin will stay!”
Wang Jian looked at them coldly, looking like an iron faced Shura without any emotion.
But only Wang Jian himself knew how difficult it was for him to make his appearance. He played emotional cards and threatened people. How could he think of these things before.
But only now did he know what it means to be angry. After a sigh, Wang Jian said to Shen Xin, who was in the same place.
”Shen Xin, pick out some clothes to change and go out with me later.”
”Where to?” Shen Xin asked curiously.
Wang Jian looked at her and said, ”I'll help you hunt for the Soul Ring!”
Shen Xin's eyes widened and his face was full of surprise.
”Really?”
”Fake, OK?”
”Wait for me, I'll be right back!”
Shen Xin ran to the dormitory building in high spirits. At the same time, he didn't forget to turn around and tell Wang Jian that he might run away.