Four gusts of wind

".

The English teacher's tone is the same as that of a child, probably because of the textbook.

He looked at the characters in the textbook, whether it was their mannerisms or the way they spoke, they all revealed the atmosphere of only first- and second-grade children, and he couldn't understand which of the characters introduced in the book were also junior high school students, and why the way they spoke was so strange? The more he looked at it, the more uncomfortable he felt.

"So, how do we communicate when we meet?"

"Did you eat today?".

The old horse raised his hand in the air.

After listening to what the old horse said, Alin shook his head.

"No, no, it's not right, it's eating." "

"It's true that our traditional concept is more about food, so most of the conversation starts with food. The Western concept is different from ours, and the way of greeting people in the book is also influenced by their other concepts. So let's go back to the textbook, a few words in the textbook have just been read by everyone, this time I won't read them with you, let's analyze their meanings ......

".

After a few days, he has adapted to junior high school life, and those habits have slowly returned, as the words of the English teacher came into his ears little by little, he unconsciously looked out the window.

The scorching sun carved shadows on the concrete road, and the wind turned the thin tree into a beautiful woman, who danced on the floating shadows, and danced all summer long.

Suddenly, a few small birds flew by, and he imagined that he was walking on the road, and then they flew from a distance and landed on his shoulder, and he walked with them past his classmates, and walked proudly forward in a pair of envious eyes.

Walking and walking, gradually walking into the scene of the English textbook, getting acquainted with the characters inside, and then taking them to a clear lake, standing on the shore to enjoy the flowers and catch fish, everyone laughed happily in the frolic.

"You should remember the grammar that appears here......".

When he came back to his senses, he opened the cap and drew a horizontal line under the sentence spoken by the English teacher, then put down the cap and continued to fantasize.

As the image slowly came to his mind, he unconsciously stood on the basketball court of the school, and directly opposite, at the entrance of the school, stood a tall monster. The classmates were overwhelmed by the monster behind him, but he calmly stepped forward, then took out a strange pen and shouted, and was immediately enveloped in a bright light. By the time the light had cleared, he had become a giant as tall as a monster, and his classmates cheered excitedly.

He glanced back at his classmates behind him, then turned his head to look at the monster with teeth and claws, and rushed up to scuffle with the monster with a brush. At first, he was still in the upper hand, and the monster was beaten and crawled, but after the monster shook his tail and knocked him to the ground, he was beaten and couldn't stand up.

Seeing that he was about to lose, at this time there was a sudden cheering cry behind him, he listened to those familiar voices, looked at those familiar people, got up with difficulty, and then rushed up without hesitation to scuffle with the monster again. At the end of the fight, with the release of the special skill, the monster dissipated in the air, and he also turned back into himself and fell on the grass in the middle of the school track.

Before he lost consciousness, he saw the crowd running on the other side of the basketball court, some of them still with tiredness on their faces, and he tried his best to squeeze out a smile that they couldn't see, and then closed his eyes completely.

As the picture darkened and turned from dark to bright, his mind returned to the classroom, and then he glanced up at the clock hanging directly above the blackboard, and saw that it was only half the time, he complained that time was passing so slowly, and then re-entered his spiritual world.

This time, he was wearing a hat and a cloth coat, holding a long sword and standing on the bamboo raft in the middle of the river, facing a bunch of killers hidden in the bamboo forests on both sides, he smiled to himself, then jumped up and jumped into the air, and then drew his sword and waved, and the killer was eliminated in an instant.

He landed on the bamboo raft again, looked at the severed bamboo forest, and shouted that these people couldn't catch it at all, and then pulled the hat to the level of his eyebrows and prepared to leave. At this moment, a sword suddenly flew from the bamboo forest in the distance, and he immediately drew his sword to block, but he was still pushed back by its powerful force. Seeing this, he hurriedly stabilized his body in the air, landed smoothly on the grass on the shore and looked to the other side, only to see a man dressed in white and holding a silver sword standing directly opposite with a cold face.

Who are you?

He asked the man.

When the man heard this, he held the sword in front of his chest, slowly raised his head to look at him, and replied coldly.

Juggernaut.

Are you going to kill me?

He continued.

Yes, everyone calls you the Sword God and ranks me below you, but now I want to see who is better at swordsmanship.

As he spoke, the man who claimed to be a sword master drew his sword and rushed towards him, and he hurriedly drew his sword to fight.

The two swords touched, the heavens and the earth changed color, the wind suddenly rose, and the severed bamboos were rolled up in the air. The two of them fought more and more fiercely, their sword qi splashed everywhere, and they fought directly from day to night, and the surrounding area was already full of devastation by the sword qi of the two, and the river also flowed into the cracked cracks, and they didn't know where to go.

Seeing that their strength was equal, the two put away their swords, and from the beginning of the hostility became sympathetic to each other, and they were unwilling to fight again.

You are worthy of the name of the Sword God.

You are worthy of the name of the Sword Master.

The battle was won or lost, and it lasted for three years, and after three years, you and I fought again here.

As he spoke, the Sword Master put away his sword and turned to leave.

Wait!

Do you have any doubts?

How do you know my whereabouts?

Wang Fu Xue Yang.

As soon as the words fell, the Sword Master rose up and disappeared into the bamboo forest.

Looking at the back of the Sword Saint leaving, he muttered to himself.

Xue Yang of the palace, wait for me to meet with one.

The

plot in his mind ended, and as his thoughts returned, he looked up at the clock again, and the time had only passed for ten minutes.

"Why do you have 10 minutes to get out of class?"

He opened the lid of the pen in annoyance, and copied them to his English book while meowing the notes taken by Long Yufen, and only walked for two minutes after writing them. In the face of such a long time, he was bored and simply lay on the table, and kept tapping lightly on the table with his pen.

"I've been in class for a few days, and I'm going to give English homework." "

The English teacher put down the chalk, picked up the English textbook and said gently.

Hearing this, everyone was unhappy with an "ah", only he caught the information of the end of class, and immediately sat up straight and clenched his pen to memorize.

"Homework just copy the words you learned today and the other day.,Write each word three times.,Pay attention to always have a three-piece notebook.,Have you remembered?

"Remember!".

"Okay, then let's discuss the rest of the time. "

After the English teacher finished speaking, the classroom that had just been dead suddenly became active, of course, excluding Lao Ma and Alin, who had been active from the beginning to the present.

"Ah Fei, go to play?"

"No, I won't." "

"If you don't want to practice, how can you practice more?"

"No, I don't practice. "

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to tell you. "

Seeing that he refused to go, Ah Lin turned his head to look at Long Yufen.

"Sister Fen, go playing?"

"Hmm...... I don't like to play. "

"Forget it, you two can learn, sooner or later you will become nerds." "

Seeing that neither of them went, Alin pulled the old horse and got up angrily and walked towards the squad leader.

"Yang Qin, wait to play ball?"

"You're all going to play ball during recess?"

Yang Qin pointed to the clock and looked at them with a puzzled expression.

"It's enough to shoot two blues, won't you go back immediately, if you don't shoot again for two days, you won't shoot basketball, will you go?".

"Let's go." "

With that, Yang Qin got up and followed them towards the basketball court.

After they left, he looked down at the English words in the textbook, and somehow they seemed to have a special magic, and whenever he looked at them, he felt bored.

"Long Shaoxing. "

"What's wrong?".

Long Yufen bit her lip, clasped her fingers, and asked slowly.

"When you look at the blackboard in class, your eyes don't blink, and your body doesn't move, are you listening to the class or are you in a daze?"

"I'm listening to a lecture!".

Naturally, he was reluctant to speak out about his thoughts, which seemed to anyone to be a humiliating matter.

"Just listening to the lecture, I thought you were in a daze." "

After getting his answer, Long Yufen was relieved to continue to calculate his question, and he was relieved, and then began to imagine what it would be like when he went back, and everything was very much expected for him to go back on the first weekend.

The sun is shining, time is flying, and as the bell rings, people are excitedly running to the basketball court with their schoolbags on their backs, quite like the old elementary school after school. He huddled in the crowd, stood under the flagpole with them, and inadvertently saw his brother and others walking and laughing, not flustered at all.

After a few minutes, each class was neatly lined up under the flagpole, and the school leader instructed them to take precautions when they went back.

"Now I announce, disband!".

After waiting for two words to come, the students rushed towards the school gate like bees, and he squeezed past the people who rushed from the side, and finally found his brother in the crowd, and then immediately waved his hand and shouted.

The elder brother heard his shout, said goodbye to the simple beside him, and then walked towards him with a smile.

"I'll go back with you this time, you should familiarize yourself with how to ask the car at the door, and remember how much the fare is to go back." "

"Why?".

He asked, puzzled.

"We have to make up the lessons, and the rest will be on Saturdays. "

"Huh?".

He lowered his head a little disappointed, but his brother smiled even more happily when he saw this.

"Ahh

After saying that, his brother led him towards the school gate.

The

school gate after school is more lively than the beginning of the school year, the road is full of people and cars, the car is parked in place, people are scurrying around, noisy, can only vaguely hear the driver standing next to the car to ask where to go, the people passing by some shake their heads, and some ask how much it costs to go to them.

Seeing this scene, he thought that they would also ask the driver if they would go to their place like those people, but the elder brother passed by a car with a clear goal, and finally came to a big sister who looked a little familiar.

"Joon, here. "

"Hmm. "

"This is Mao next to you?"

"Yes. "

"Mao Du also came here to read!".

"He just came here this year. In the future, if I have to make up for the class, it will be the only car he sits in. "

"It doesn't matter if it's a holiday, you two just look for me." Let's get in the car and sit for a while, and I'll call two more people. "

"Hmm. "

After chatting, his brother led him into the car, and as soon as he arrived at the car door, he suddenly remembered that this big sister seemed to be a relative who lived in the village, but it was not often seen, and he couldn't remember who it was.

"Sit at the back, we are usually the last to get off the bus." "

"Okay. "

He walked to the last row and sat down, and began to look out the window before and after moving his bag, everything was the same as when he came, but it was a little different, he couldn't tell.

"Brother, when are you leaving?"

"Wait for everyone to sit and leave, these cars are like this at the school gate." "

"Oh. "

The figures outside the window flashed one by one, and this scene was more crowded than when he was in the market, and he also knew that it was like this when the junior high school was out of school.

Suddenly, in the crowd, he saw the figure of a figure and immediately rolled down the window and shouted.

"Old horse!".

The old horse looked at him in surprise, and immediately waved in response when he saw him.

"Old horse, don't you take the car?".

"My house is a little bit down there, just a short walk away. "

"So close?".