Looking at the uncle's expression, Xue Feng knew that what he had just done had angered his uncle. After all, he slapped Xue Shan twice!

Although these two slaps made my uncle and aunt feel uncomfortable, and he would be scolded and scolded when he went back, but Xue Feng felt relieved!

Fatty, let’s see how I teach you a lesson after I officially become a soul martial artist.

Xue Feng thought to himself.

In fact, when Xue Feng said those words just now, he felt a little weak, and his back was filled with cold sweat because he was nervous because he didn't understand the violin at all. The things he just said were just as before, and they were completely based on the information displayed in front of him!

Since it was the second time that the information exchange function of this system was used, Xue Feng was not sure whether the information about the violin was accurate.

But the facts prove that this information is not very accurate!

"That..." Xue Feng deliberately buried his head, like a child who did something wrong. This is the survival skill he has learned after living in his uncle's and aunt's house for nearly ten years. He is very familiar with it and perfect.

Seeing Xue Feng's head buried, the aunt said, "Yes, our Xiaofeng has a high understanding of violin. He has a good eye since childhood. It's a pity that this kid has not worked hard since childhood. When we were meditating and practicing, he was playing games, and he deliberately turned up the voice to affect Xiaoshan's cultivation. When we were learning cultural knowledge, he was also playing games. Alas, there is no medicine, otherwise this kid would have spent 200,000..."

Listening to my aunt's sour words, Xue Feng felt very uncomfortable. Yes, my aunt said it was not bad at all. He did love to play games before, but he deliberately turned the sound up. Xue Feng could guarantee that it was made up by the fat guy Xue Shan.

The world changes, but people's hearts are still alive!

"Yes, if Xiao Feng could use that energy to study, meditation and practice, it wouldn't be like this now. Do you think so, Mr. Zheng?" Uncle pretended to joke.

Zheng Xiaodong nodded and said, "There are tens of millions of roads in this world, and it is not necessary to take the martial arts path. Xiao Feng knows so much about violin, and I believe he can be a professional music judge in the future!"

"Well, not bad, Xiao Feng, if you really can't practice martial arts, it would be a evaluator at that time!" said the aunt.

"Xue Feng, I didn't expect that your grades were so bad, and you actually knew the violin so well..." Zheng Xuerou lowered her head and whispered, "But you have to catch your grades, or you'll be expelled if you start school, it would be bad..."

Listening to the words of the people around him, every sentence that made Xue Feng heart. These people were telling him clearly that although you understand the violin, you know it better than us, but your grades are worse. The key is that you can't practice martial arts yet!

At the age of sixteen, there is no soul energy factor in your body. What's the use of how powerful you are in other aspects? These two people in front of you, one is a quasi-soul martial artist and the other is a professional soul martial artist. They will be one step ahead of you wherever they go in the future!

You know, in this universe, soul martial artists are a very respected profession!

There is a very important aspect of the strength of a planet and the strength of an interstellar empire, which depends on the quantity and quality of his soul martial artists!

Soul Martial Arts is the core competitiveness of an empire!

Xue Feng is not the kind of reckless person. He admits to his slap when he should. Otherwise, he would not have lived in his uncle's and aunt's house for nearly ten years.

"Actually, these are nothing. I just learn about these things from the game when playing games. If you want to be awesome, I still think that Sister Xue Rou and Xiaoshan's cousin are powerful. They will be powerful soul martial artists in the future. How could I compare with them..."

Xue Feng's face showed a strong look of sadness. Uncle and aunt, the little fat man were happy in his eyes, so they like Xue Feng's tactfulness!

Yes, in front of the powerful soul martial artist in the future, you should be like this!

What are you?

"Hey, don't say anything discouraging, Xiao Feng, it's almost a week to start school. I'll review the cultural courses well. Uncle Zheng will reconcile you again. It shouldn't be a big problem to stay in school!" Zheng Xiaodong said.

"Thank you, Uncle Zheng!" Xue Feng said with a choked tone.

"Uncle Zheng gives you a chance to stay in school. You need to study hard and work hard in the end. Do you know?!" Uncle frowned and said, looking at Xue Feng sternly.

"Well, uncle and aunt, I have decided that from today on, I will stop playing games. I will review and practice hard!" Xue Feng said with a firm look on his face.

Hearing this sentence, Xue Shan and Zheng Xuerou sneered at the same time.

"Well, I hope you do what you say." Uncle and aunt nodded, ignored Xue Feng, chatted with Zheng Xiaodong, and talked about Xue Feng's embarrassing things in recent years.

Listening to the adults' conversation, Xue Feng looked at the beautiful and charming Zheng Xue Rou and Xue Shan, who was 1.7 meters tall and weighed 1.7 meters. At this moment, he couldn't help but feel the urge to smile at the sky.

Is this all the time?

Didn’t I just fall a little bit before?

Don't you just love playing games?

Isn't it just a book I don't like very much?

Do you guys look at me with these tinted glasses?

Xue Feng ate silently and remained silent afterwards.

Until the meal was finished, Xue Feng said goodbye to Zheng Xuerou and Zheng Xiaodong, and Xue Feng didn't say another word.

After returning home, Xue Feng did not touch computer games as he said before. The computer he used to play games before was completely scrapped and was thrown into the storage room and placed there. There was no problem with the computer repair, but it couldn't be repaired well, including the host, monitor, keyboard, and mouse!

Xue Feng didn't care about this. In the week he went home, he not only studied his own cultural courses in a crazy manner, but also meditation and practiced.

Of course, all this was accompanied by Xue Shan's intentional or unintentional disgusting gaze. According to common sense, it would be useless for Xue Feng to cram this week!

Just pretending.

But Xue Feng didn't think so. This week is enough for him to absorb more soul energy factors and learn more about the basics of this new world.

When I came to this brand new world, my uncle and aunt were still the same as before. I saw Xue Feng’s appearance changed a little this week, and he spoke to Xue Feng a little more gentle.

A week passed by, and the golden autumn of September came, and the city’s Hunwu No. 7 Middle School was about to start!

This week, Xue Feng had accumulated six soul energy factors in his sea of ​​consciousness, but to be honest, Xue Feng was basically confused.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!