"Immediately? What do you mean?" Yang Ziwu asked doubtfully.
The old man smiled, said nothing, walked to Yang Ziwu, grabbed Yang Ziwu by the collar, and stood up.
"Ouch! Ouch, my God!"
The old man took Yang Ziwu straight up into the sky. Yang Ziwu's eyes widened as his sight became wider and wider.
"Principal, principal! Slow down!" Yang Ziwu said tremblingly.
"Afraid of heights?"
"Don't be afraid!" Yang Ziwu gritted his teeth!
"Warriors can't be afraid of heights! Are you still running on the ground?"
Yang Ziwu rolled his eyes and said, "Principal, what are we going to do?"
"I'll take you home! You can report to school again when school starts, or you can go back to school with me now!"
"Go home? Wengcheng?" Yang Ziwu asked.
The principal nodded, "You ask me about your home? How is it? Where are you going?"
"It's better to go home, I haven't been back for a long time!"
"Okay! But let me tell you first, don't contact your school friends, or show off that you have become a martial artist! There are no hard requirements! But getting too involved with ordinary friends will not be good for us!"
Yang Ziwu nodded, indicating that he understood.
"If you want to go home, there is still one month of classes left. You can also go back to class. After all, you are poor in cultural classes!"
Yang Ziwu's face turned slightly red, "Can we go back? Didn't we all die?"
"Hey, he lied to you! That's the rule of the military! There is no such rule in the university! Besides, you are the last batch. Your classmates will be told that you were admitted to the Military University. After all, it is just an exam. So many people died.
Who dares to take the exam?"
"Then...?" Yang Ziwu thought of Su Xuan'er who was talking to him.
This little girl is deliberately trying to scare him!
"Then what happened to those people who died?" Yang Ziwu asked again.
"Go to the military headquarters! Some people have poor grades and have not met the requirements of the university. If they still want to continue practicing martial arts, they can choose to go to the military headquarters. Then these people are really dead in the outside world. They are against the sky.
The family knows they are alive!"
"Is the military... so dangerous?" Yang Ziwu asked hesitantly.
"It's very dangerous!" the principal said without hesitation.
"What about the others? Will they be taken away by principals from various places like me?"
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"No, the military will send them home when the time comes, and then they will report to school just like ordinary college students."
"Oh, what about our identity in the outside world?" Yang Ziwu asked again.
The principal smiled and said, "Your status? Supreme! As far as I know, there are only about 20 people in your city who have been admitted to Wuhan University. Being admitted to Wuhan University means a lifetime of food and clothing! You know, this is the older generation.
The thing that people value most, a martial artist, is a big shot in the eyes of ordinary people!"
"There are more than twenty people, which is quite a lot!"
"Humph!" the principal snorted coldly, "You are different from them!"
"They all go to ordinary Wuhan University! It's really a martial arts department in a liberal arts university! You know, although Wujiang University is not as good as a famous school, it is one of the best among famous schools! A dead camel is bigger than a horse!"
"Hahaha! Principal, I can make Wujiang University return to the ranks of famous schools, do you believe it or not?"
The principal was stunned for a moment, then chuckled, "That's good too!"
Yang Ziwu turned his head and glanced at the principal with gray hair on his temples. He was a little surprised. This principal didn't want to return to a prestigious school?
Yang Ziwu didn't think much and soon arrived at Wengcheng. Wengcheng is a county and a small town.
The principal glanced at Yang Ziwu, who laughed and said, "Just put me at the school gate! I'll walk back by myself!"
The principal didn't say anything, threw Yang Ziwu at the school gate, turned around and left.
Before leaving, leave a note, "Don't forget to check in!"
Yang Ziwu waved his hand, "See you later, principal!"
"Hey! Young man Yang! Are you back?" Yang Ziwu looked back and saw that it was time for class, and the person speaking was the concierge, Lao Xu!
Yang Ziwu smiled and said, "Back!"
"Okay, he's actually not dead!"
Yang Ziwu had a rich expression, "Not only am I not dead, I am still alive and well!"
"Passed the exam?" Lao Xu asked again.
Yang Ziwu nodded, "Admitted! Wujiang!"
Lao Xu couldn't see his expression and nodded, "Be safe! Do you want to go in?"
Yang Ziwu shook his head, "Come back tomorrow! Let's go home first!"
Lao Xu didn't say anything anymore.
Yang Ziwu walked on the way home and let out a long sigh. The reason why he didn't ask the principal to send him home directly was because he didn't know what the situation was like at home!
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After being reborn, the world has changed. How does he know what is going on at home?
"Yang Ziwu!"
When Yang Ziwu walked to his neighborhood, he heard a sharp shout and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
"You still know how to come back, Yang Ziwu?" The speaker is a little kid, not tall, with bright eyes, big black eyes, and the eyelashes are arranged one by one, blinking, which makes the eyes more attractive.
god.
This person is Yang Ziwu’s sister, Yang Ziqing!
At this moment, he put his hands on his hips and asked, "How was it? Did you pass the exam?"
Yang Ziwu was a little surprised that this little girl actually knew that he had taken the exam.
Yang Ziwu nodded, "Passed the exam!"
Yang Ziqing suddenly widened her eyes and said in disbelief, "Really...really passed the exam?"
Yang Ziwu nodded, "Really!"
"Yeah!" The little girl jumped up on the spot.
"My brother took the exam...!" The little girl was about to show off when Yang Ziqing covered her mouth and dragged her home.
He had not been back to Wengcheng for a long time. After joining the army, he became rich and bought a house in the provincial capital, where his whole family moved.
As for the old community, I haven’t been back for a long time.
"Don't shout! It's not confirmed yet, and people don't believe it. Besides, our teacher said, don't tell these ordinary people, it's useless." Yang Ziwu ordered.
"Oh!" Yang Ziqing was reluctant.
"Can my parents tell me?"
Yang Ziwu hesitated for a moment and nodded, "Okay!"
It's good to make the old couple happy.
"Dad, Mom, open the door quickly! My brother is back!" The little girl shouted and knocked on the door. Yes, knocking on the door is knocking!
Soon, Yang Ziwu's mother, Li Hemei, opened the door and saw the brother and sister looking at her with smiles. Li Hemei's eyes got wet, "It'll be good to come back, it'll be good to come back!"
"Mom! Why are you crying? My brother passed the exam, he really did!" Yang Ziqing laughed.
Li Hemei looked at Yang Ziwu in disbelief, and Yang Ziwu showed his iconic big white teeth, "Really!"
"Lao Yang! Come on, your son has been admitted to the Military University! Lao Yang, come out quickly!"
A man walked out of the kitchen in a hurry. He also heard what he just said. He came out and looked at Yang Ziwu. The father and son had the same big white teeth, "Hahahaha! I knew my son was great!"