As a cautious person, Qin Yuan also found out about Tan Rongxin from Liu Jiatong.

Tan Rongxin, male, 27 years old, graduated from Qingshi College, is an off-staff contract worker at No. 2 Middle School. Now he helps idle people in the Political and Educational Department. His vitality index is about 25 o'clock.

If Qin Yuan is now in his second year of high school, he may still be afraid; if Qin Yuan is now in his first year of high school, he may be worried that he will not sleep at night.

But Qin Yuan is already in his third year of high school and there are only 23 days left to graduate. Qin Yuan is afraid that he will be a bird.

Before entering the classroom, Liu Jiatong took away Qin Yuan’s Shenxiao Sword and said: It would be too high-profile to take your sword into the classroom. It will cause unnecessary damage to class discipline. I will keep it for you for now. Come and ask me to get it after class!

Qin Yuan could only show a polite smile and conceal his true heart that he wanted to say those three words.

After entering the classroom, only two or three students came in the class, including Song Yunfu who was nailed to the seat.

Qin Yuan arrived at his elegant seat and found a comprehensive martial arts textbook to read.

Last week, he had read the martial arts in a comprehensive way, but he had only a little understanding of many of the theoretical things. Now, he has received a lot of bonuses in all his eighteen martial arts. He is planning to brush the textbook twice to see if he can make more progress in all his eighteen martial arts.

At this time, Song Yunfu turned around and looked at Qin Yuan.

Yesterday, when Wei Daoyan asked him to find the master who rushed to the ranking of the Chinese ladder and ranked first in Qingcheng City, Qin Yuan flashed through his mind, but reason made Song Yunfu not believe that Qin Yuan could be so powerful.

After looking at Qin Yuan carefully, she saw that Qin Yuan was still chewing on the martial arts comprehensive textbook of the first year of high school, Song Yunfu immediately smiled helplessly.

How could a person who is still engaging in martial arts textbooks in the first year of high school have the ability to rush up to the fiftieth floor of the ladder?

I was indeed attached to the image.

Song Yunfu turned around and began his own self-study.

It’s a pity that Qin Yuan’s Shenxiao Sword was taken away by Liu Jiatong, otherwise Song Yunfu might have had a little more suspicion.

As the number of students in the class gradually increased, they were not in the learning state, but instead were discussing something lively.

Qin Yuan pricked up his ears while reading the book and listened. There were two topics of discussion on fighting: the monster that fled into Qingshi; and the mysterious strong man named "A Master".

Qin Yuan did not expect that high school students also paid attention to the ladder.

At this time, Qin Yuan also discovered that because many people were discussing "a master", his imagination engine had been activated many times.

Although, because most of these people's imaginations are empty and unfounded, the increased data are 0.01, the number of people is indeed extremely considerable.

At least, the speed and number of this increase is much faster than the story he made up.

Qin Yuan couldn't help but reflect on himself: "It seems that I still have to improve my ability to make up stories! The people surfing the Internet have much more population than a small city in Qing Dynasty!"

At this time, the discussion in the class also became increasingly fierce, and the discussion between Fang Fan and Chen Ping was the most intense.

Fang Fan's tone was sonorous and firm: "This 'a master' must be a peerless master. I think if he strives to climb the ladder, he is likely to break the existing ladder record!"

Chen Ping nodded in support: "Yes, I heard that it took him only ten hours to rush into the fiftieth floor of the ladder, which was obviously very hard to spare."

Someone from another discussion group before couldn't help but retort: ​​"The more you yell, the more outrageous you are, it took 20 hours to rush to the fiftieth floor!"

"Is there any difference between twenty hours and ten hours?" Fang Fan slapped the table.

Chen Ping nodded and said, "From today, 'a master' is my idol. No matter who you are, as long as you brag about him, we are good brothers!"

Fang Fan: "That's right!"

Seeing this, Qin Yuan also said to him at the right time: "I heard that this 'a master' is not only a master of swordsmanship, but also a master of using swords!"

Someone in the class immediately responded: "Yes, my dad was at the scene the night before yesterday. He saw with his own eyes that 'a master' was a left-handed sword and a right-handed sword. My dad came back and said that a master is not only a master of swordsmanship, but also a master of swordsmanship!"

Qin Yuan stood up, and with the response of this man, he suddenly found that there were more than a few [Sword 1] on the virtual panel, and many [Sword 1] appeared, and even [Haw 1].

Seeing that everyone's discussion began to be diverse and gradually became outrageous, Qin Yuan couldn't help but laugh in secret: "It seems that sometimes, other people's imagination also needs guidance!"

In the noise, the door of the classroom was pushed open, and Qian Shijin, a teacher of the comprehensive martial arts subject, walked into the class slowly.

After hearing everyone's discussion, Qian Shijin slowly said: "Actually, you all said it wrong. This 'a master' is best at boxing!"

The whole class suddenly became quiet and stared at Qian Shijin blankly.

Qian Shijin continued to say slowly: "Yes, what he is best at is military fist. If you want to talk about our military fist..."

As soon as he heard this, all the students in Class 7 of Grade 3 were making a sound.

Qian Shijin didn't care, so he clapped his hands and said, "Okay, everyone's discussion is over here. There are only 23 days left in the college entrance examination, so everyone should work harder!

The day after tomorrow, the outdoor classes in the first and second year of high school in the school will be suspended. We will only have two days left to consolidate our martial arts theory and test-taking skills.

I heard that the students of Qingshi No. 1 Middle School are not going home tonight now, and they are all staying in school for training! We still have to feel a little urgency!"

Sure enough, hearing Qian Shijin's words, everyone in Class 7 of Senior High School calmed down and turned to the imminent state of taking the exam.

Qin Yuan saw that even the classmates in his class had no imagination about him, so he couldn't help but feel regretful.

Fortunately, there are quite a lot of people in Qingcheng City who have imagined "a master", and the [0.01] on the virtual panel has never stopped.

This ordinary day passed quickly.

After school, Qin Yuan hurried to Liu Jiatong to get the Shenxiao Sword.

But after getting the Shenxiao Sword, Qin Yuan failed to get out of school directly, and practiced swordsmanship hard for an hour under the supervision of Liu Jiatong.

By the time Qin Yuan left the school, the school was almost empty.

Places like schools always feel a bit gloomy when empty.

Qin Yuan couldn't help but speed up and trotted away from the school with the Shenxiao Sword on his back.

When I passed by the alley, Xu Hongchao was not in the store either.

Qin Yuan covered his head and continued walking.

As I walked, I was not far from home.
Chapter completed!