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At seven o'clock the next morning, when Jackie Chan woke up, Xiaoyu had been in the backyard for a while.

She was holding a notebook in her hand. Judging from the cover, it should be a book with wrong questions. It would be slightly more efficient to review the parts that need to be memorized in the wrong questions when getting up early.

Although Jackie Chan didn't know the basis of this sentence, but everyone said so, maybe there is some basis for it.

However, Jackie Chan felt that reading a book backwards in the morning would have no effect. Yes, Xiaoyu seemed to be endorsing a book, but in fact she was already in a state of mind-wandering, and she didn't even notice that the book in her hand was turned upside down.

"Xiaoyu, come here, come here." Jackie Chan called out to Xiaoyu and waved his hand.

Xiaoyu came back to her senses and looked at Jackie Chan in the training suit, and turned her head to the side, hum!

In that way, the words "I'm very upset that you didn't help me yesterday" will be engraved on my face.

"Xiaoyu, don't you really want to learn martial arts with me?" Jackie Chan took the initiative to walk to Xiaoyu and looked at her and said.

Xiaoyu raised her head, glanced at Jackie Chan with her eyes sideways, and hesitated for two or three seconds, "Don't think that if you teach me now, I will forgive you."

Jackie Chan smiled, pulled away his posture, and slowly clenched his right hand into a fist. Circles of light milky white Qi gathered on his right fist, and Xiaoyu's eyes were attracted to Jackie Chan's right fist just like these Qis.

Ah!

A cry exploded in Xiaoyu's ear, and Jackie Chan's right fist slammed forward!

With the gust of wind surging, Xiaoyu subconsciously blocked the book in front of her. Through the small gap, she saw that the fallen leaves and dust in the entire yard were all swept to both sides.

A path that is obviously different from the surroundings spread from the bottom of Jackie Chan's fist to the edge of the wall. The cortex of the wall peeled off layer by layer, revealing a huge fist mark.

Hissing, Xiaoyu took a mouthful of the saliva that came out from the shock, then threw the wrong question book in his hand aside, and jumped directly onto Jackie Chan.

"Uncle Long! Uncle Long! Uncle Long! Are you really going to teach me this? Really? Really?"

Xiaoyu kept chanting like a repeater.

Jackie Chan grabbed Xiaoyu by the collar and brought her back down, and then slowly said in Xiaoyu's expectant and longing eyes, "The school we want you to take the exam is designed to teach this, and there are plenty of masters who are better than me."

"Really?" Xiaoyu's eyes flickered, and the eyeballs rolled around slyly, "I don't believe it, how can anyone be better than Uncle Long! Uncle Long, teach me now, okay?"

Just when Xiaoyu was acting coquettishly, Dad suddenly appeared at the window on the second floor behind them, "Jackie Chan~ what did Dad tell you~ Don't practice martial arts in the yard, you will break things, what does Dad tell you?" never listen~"

"One more thing~ It's almost the appointed time, hurry up and get ready to go."

"Okay, I'll go right away." Jackie Chan replied.

"Uncle Long~ Where are you going! You haven't taught me yet!" Xiaoyu grabbed Jackie Chan's clothes and refused to let go.

Jackie Chan squatted down, "I'm going to the school you're preparing to take the exam to apply for a teacher. If you pass the exam, I will definitely teach you."

Said that it was finished, Long patted Xiaoyu on the head, and walked away quickly, Xiaoyu picked up the wrong question book regretfully, and muttered in his heart.

What school is so mysterious, it shouldn’t be a problem for me to visit it in advance~

After dozens of minutes, Jackie Chan got in the car that came to pick him up for registration, and was a little surprised to find that his father was sitting next to him with a cup of tea.

"Father, didn't you go to register?" Jackie Chan asked in surprise.

"No, Master Cheng is an associate professor we invited, and now I'm going to discuss the curriculum setting with Principal Li and the others." The driver in front explained for the old man with great insight.

The father cast a glance at Jackie Chan, as if to say, young man, you are still a little tender.

Jackie Chan scratched his head and stopped talking. He didn't care about being a lecturer or not, but his father became an associate professor directly, which made him want to be serious. It would be great if he could surpass his father in terms of position.

Jackie Chan thought about it and began to fantasize about himself as a professor sitting behind his desk waiting for his father to come in and report.

Snapped!

The old man twitched his finger on Jackie Chan's head, "It's almost here, don't think about it."

"Oh." Jackie Chan rubbed his head and watched the car twist and turn into a courtyard gate. At the same time, the light of the teleportation array flashed in front of his eyes. In a trance, they arrived at Huaxia Cultivation Preparatory Academy. In this school, because there are not enough manpower.

The car slowed down to ten yards after entering the school, then drove for a few minutes, and stopped in front of a building.

Standing at the door was a lady wearing a silk dress with a few lotus flowers embroidered on it. The lady's long hair was naturally spread on her shoulders. Even though he was so far away, Jackie Chan felt as if he could smell the faint scent of lotus flowers.

"Hi, I'm Zhao Linger, the vice principal. On behalf of Huaxia Practice Preparatory Academy, I welcome you to join me."

Zhao Linger's voice is light and melodious, and with that perfect face, no one will believe that she just became an adult, but her demeanor reveals a sense of grace and grace, and the two somewhat contradictory temperaments are perfectly harmonious in her body coexist.

"You are welcome. I am honored to be invited by the school." The old man straightened his back and stretched out his hand to gently shake his fingertips.

Jackie Chan glanced at Dad differently. In the past, Dad gave people the impression of an ordinary old man when he didn't do anything, but now he looks like a big boss.

The old man shook his head, as if he was not satisfied with Jackie Chan's performance, "Principal Zhao, this is my son Jackie Chan, an archaeologist and a junior professional, who is here to apply for a lecturer."

"I've heard of this name before, welcome." Zhao Linger greeted Jackie Chan decently, then tilted her head slightly and looked behind them, "That little girl is here with you."

little girl? !

Jackie Chan turned his head abruptly and found Xiaoyu standing next to the car with his hands behind his back and a smile on his face.

Xiaoyu didn't want to come out of the hiding place either, but just now a gentle but irresistible force brought her here.

"Xiaoyu!" Jackie Chan ran over, "How did you escape from home!"

"Well... take the stairs." Xiaoyu grinned at Zhao Linger as she spoke, and she was shrewd and saw at a glance that Zhao Linger was the most useful person here.

Jackie Chan looked at Zhao Ling'er very embarrassed, "Principal Zhao, I'm really sorry, she is my niece, I will send her back right away."

"It's okay, it's okay, there's nothing wrong with wanting to visit, kid, follow your uncle, don't run around."

Zhao Linger said softly, an eleven-year-old girl who can avoid the portal and the detection when she enters the school without any practice experience is a top quality student.

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