Peng Hao's primary school classmate

  Wang Ao Xuan couldn't help but feel a surge of joy in his heart, thinking that he would finally be leaving this hateful yet nostalgic place, Gui Tian Middle School, and at least wouldn't have to deal with those nightmarish guys anymore.

  But he will never forget their ugly and despicable appearance in his mind, thinking of those extreme classmates, like the yellow teeth with chili sauce, garlic nose dyed with a few black sesame seeds", collectively known as "Korean single eyelid handsome boy's eye dirt", hair that hasn't been washed for half a month is full of flies.

  Of course, there were also men who would occasionally use their middle finger to pick their nose, that disgusting gesture! The mouths and faces of those people, the images, made Wang Ao Xuan unable to forget them until now. The only things that made him nostalgic were the charming figure of the young female teacher who had first caught his eye, and the fresh and lovely student he had secretly admired; the class monitor Mu Qing with her fair skin, bright big eyes, cherry lips, and fragrant body scent.

  School was still in session, and as the Chinese New Year approached, Wang Ao Xuan spent his days playing with his neighbors and friends. Although he was often bullied and ridiculed by some of his classmates at school, he was well-liked in town because of his good grades. One time, while playing with fire with his friends, they accidentally burned a hole in the new blue sweater his mother had made for him as a New Year's gift. Wang Ao Xuan felt regretful and worried that his mother would scold him severely. His friends came over to comfort him and blamed themselves for the accident. Among them was a chubby boy named Peng Hao, who was always making jokes and lifting everyone's spirits.

  Peng Hao saw that Wang Ao Xuan was not very happy and actively changed the subject, saying:

  "It's no big deal, at most I'll give you some hongbao money during Chinese New Year and you can buy a new one that looks even better than yours!"

  Comrades all said in unison: "Yes."

  Wang Ao Xuan was secretly worried in his heart, every year's lucky money was given to his mom, leaving only ten yuan left. This time he boasted that he would give it all to his mom, but who would believe him? He still had to face reality. On the way home, he thought about how to explain it to his mom and his heart kept racing. He wanted to find an excuse to deceive her, but Wang Ao Xuan couldn't come up with a lie. When he got home, he tried to hide the burnt note from his mom's sight and was relieved that she didn't notice. Just as he was serving his dad dinner, his dad suddenly looked at him with a sharp gaze and said in a serious tone: "Stop right there!" Wang Ao Xuan was startled and almost dropped the rice bowl. His legs trembled as he stuttered: "I... I don't know..."

  Dad's words made Wang Ao Xuan think that he was about to enter a fierce criticism, but all he heard was a gentle voice coming from the dinner table.

  "Tomorrow I'll go buy another one, let the kid eat first. At this time, his heartbeat slowed down a bit, when did mom become so close to him, he was puzzled in his heart,"

  "Was it those things at school that made Mom more heartbroken for me? From then on, Mom was completely obedient to him, taking care of him meticulously, asking about his well-being every day. She worried about him all the time. Since then, I felt like Mom had changed."

  Let's talk about Wang Ao Xuan's dad again. Although his temper is big, he has also spent a lot of heart on the matter of transferring schools for him. After visiting relatives and neighbors, he finally contacted the school through his uncle in the neighboring town, which is called Qian Lie Middle School. This Qian Lie Middle School is considered a treasure in that town, cultivating many talents, but also cultivating more mediocre people! The education in all aspects is still quite good, and even many parents from other towns let their children come here to study.

  Wang Ao Xuan, during this winter break, apart from hanging out with his friends, specially asked his dad to buy a punching bag and some Bruce Lee posters on the street. He also bought several books on martial arts secrets and started researching them. He wanted to make himself stronger, couldn't stay weak and timid anymore. He wanted to take down those who bullied him one by one. His violent heart grew day by day. On the punching bag, he wrote Liu Kai's name and punched with all his might - left hook, right uppercut, whip kick, straight punch, front kick, using every move he could think of. "I'll beat you to death, you legless brat!" Every morning, he would wake up early to run, starting from 2000 meters and gradually increasing to 10000 meters, making progress through slow accumulation over time. He also developed a habit of waking up early to gaze at the Bruce Lee poster for a few seconds, learning his sly and arrogant smirk, and his unique explosive roar. Then he would put on his clothes and start running, returning home to continue his revenge training - the punching bag.

  Slowly but surely, Wang Ao Xuan's appetite grew stronger and he became the big eater of the family. At the same time, his body was getting better day by day. He no longer needed to take those useless supplements that had no effect. Now, he didn't need any medication to aid him. It was as if he had an endless supply of energy all over his body. Every night, he would pick up the martial arts manual and study it carefully, hoping to grasp the true essence and discover some earth-shattering, unconventional martial arts techniques. He even tried to learn the so-called "pointing穴" technique, practiced the "腾空" move, and attempted to open his Ren and Du meridians. He even started researching the pointing穴 technique and randomly poked two acupoints on his body, almost killing himself in the process.

  His slow life pattern also began to proceed with a plan, running in the morning, boxing at noon, eating, and then playing with his companions. In the afternoon, he continued to hit the sandbag, ate, returned to his room, and continued to study his own martial arts secrets. Day after day, his confidence in himself was also increasing, his physical strength improved, the routines of fighting were clear, let alone that he always thought he was a "martial arts master", would he be afraid of those people, would he worry about their little tricks?

  From being afraid of school before to now eagerly wanting to go to school, wanting new classmates to see his extraordinary martial arts skills. Every night in dreams, he would engage in fierce battles with others, and any move was as smooth as fire. In his heart, he couldn't help but feel that the day when he would leave the Jianghu (martial arts world) was slowly approaching. His heart was filled with anticipation!

  Wang Ao Xuan was filled with anticipation and even thought about his ideals, wanting to bring out a group of disciples and make them all become extraordinary masters. In the future, he must let this world have some differences because of someone like him, he wants to turn his weak self into a strong one, when things can't be solved, they must rely on martial arts and fists to solve them. Wang Ao Xuan thought to himself, clenching his fist and saying, my weak past is already gone, in the future I will become an unparalleled master!