I have a martial arts palace

At five o'clock in the morning, Wang Yu walked out of the dormitory with his white hair on his head.

At this moment, the morning sun is slowly rising, and the misty sunlight penetrates the windows and shines on the stairs. In the lingering morning glow, the dormitory at dawn is as beautiful as poetry.

He stepped on the rising sun, walked slowly, and went downstairs.

He is obviously a young man, but he still has an old-fashioned feeling.

The strong smell of alcohol condensed on his body and could not be melted away. Although the nine catties of white wine did not make him drunk, it still made him smell like alcohol all over his body.

At this moment, most of the students are sleeping soundly, and the dormitory building is quiet.

When he went to the first floor.

Snapped.

The door of the nearby dormitory suddenly opened, and a yawning young man came out wearing big underpants and holding a plastic washbasin.

Wang Yu happened to pass by and glanced at him.

The next moment, the sound of the washbasin falling to the ground sounded.

The student looked at Yushen with a haggard expression, dumbfounded.

Oh my god, I must not have woken up.How did my Feather God become like this?
Wang Yu withdrew his gaze and went out the door.

At this moment, the morning glow was shining in front of the dormitory building, shining on Wang Yu who had just stepped out of the threshold.

The shadow stretched very long behind the door, a little lonely.

Like the cicada that died on the tree that summer.

……

"Principal, this is the situation. It's all because I drank too much alcohol, went crazy in my cultivation, and lost all my skills."

Wang Yu stood in the principal's office, facing the middle-aged man in his 40s.

Self-defeating cultivation... Oh no, anyone can hide the news of his obsession, but he doesn't want to hide it.

Because, if Zhang Zhongnan hadn't had a glance among tens of thousands of people, he would probably still be rolling around in that orphanage named "Singularity", doing nothing.

At this moment, Zhang Zhongnan, the principal of Gaoyang, was sitting on the sofa slumped, looking at Wang Yu, whose hair was whiter than his own, with dull eyes, and muttered to himself: "How could this be, how could this be..."

"Principal, my condolences." Wang Yu said hastily.

He was really afraid that Zhang Zhongnan wouldn't be able to stand the excitement.

Suddenly, Zhang Zhongnan got up abruptly, and said anxiously: "Xiao Yu, you lied to me, right?"

"I……"

Before Wang Yu could finish speaking, there was a loud noise in the room out of thin air.In an instant, Zhang Zhongnan disappeared on the spot, and the next moment, he appeared on his left side, stretched out his hand, grabbed his arm, and pressed three fingers on the Sanyin meridian of his hand.

From Zhang Zhongnan's palm, a dark blue aura emerged and submerged into Wang Yu's arm.

This is Zhang Zhongnan's unique cyan true energy as an innate martial artist.

Wang Yu held his breath, only feeling a rush of blazing heat pouring into his left arm, following the meridians, swimming around his body for a big circle, and this aura lingered in the dantian of the lower abdomen, which was already empty, for a long time.

Zhang Zhongnan took a deep breath, his face seemed to be covered with a layer of haze.

He turned around, looking a little lost.

"Principal, don't worry. I will recover my strength soon." Wang Yu said firmly.

With Martial Immortal Palace in his body, he is absolutely sure that he will recover his strength soon.

However, his words were comforting to Zhang Zhongnan's ears.

"Go out, let me take it easy."

Zhang Zhongnan waved his hand without asking further questions.

Seeing this, Wang Yu had no choice but to back out.

Before he had gone far, he heard a burst of crackling and smashing sounds from the office, as well as an extremely suppressed growl.

"I'm sorry principal."

Wang Yu felt extremely guilty.

No wonder Zhang Zhongnan lost his composure. Gaoyang No. [-] Middle School was originally the bottom middle school in No. [-] Middle School in the thirteen counties of Jiaoyang City.

Before there was Wang Yu, Gaoyang No. [-] Middle School was always beaten by other county No. [-] Middle Schools every year in the Jiaoyang Academy Competition, every year.

Therefore, the annual appropriation received from the Municipal Education Bureau is pitifully low.

This is one of the reasons why the Municipal Education Bureau is often criticized. Its purpose is that the quality of students is above all else. If you can’t teach students well, I will give you the minimum amount of money. If you teach well, I will give you more. ?If you don't accept it, teach me well.

As a result, Gaoyang No. [-] Middle School’s finances are always in short supply. Teachers’ salaries are often not paid, scholarships are suspended every year, and the teaching buildings are in disrepair.Even, even the cultivation resources for students are sometimes not available.

However, all this has changed a lot since three years ago.

At that time, Wang Yu was 15 years old and had just broken through the seventh level of the Qi training period. In that city-level college competition, he beat the geniuses of all schools and won the first place.

After that, spring came in Gaoyang No. [-] Middle School.

The next year, they were pleasantly surprised to find that the funding from the Municipal Education Bureau had tripled compared to before.

Three times.

For the leaders of Gaoyang No. [-] Middle School who are used to being poor, it was no less than a windfall, and they wept with joy.

It can be said that not only Gaoyang No. [-] Middle School made Wang Yu, but also Wang Yu made Gaoyang No. [-] Middle School.

Now, Wang Yu is useless.

It means that Gaoyang No. [-] Middle School will be beaten back to its original shape.

Life is like a box of chocolates, you never know whether the next piece will be strawberry or red.

……

At 9 o'clock in the morning, Yuanfang Supermarket.

Since he sent a group photo with Wang Yu in Moments last night, this morning, Boss Zhang was pleasantly surprised to find that the sales of wine in his store had increased a lot.

It is more than ten times that of the past.

Even now, there is still an endless stream.

"Old Zhang, bring me ten bottles of that wine."

"That's great." Boss Zhang was busy with a smile.

An hour later, he entered another 4-digit amount of money.

"Unexpectedly, Feather God is so famous."

After a busy morning, the number of customers gradually decreased. Boss Zhang counted a stack of banknotes, thinking happily.

"Principal, Director, that's him. I saw with my own eyes that Yushen was drinking there last night."

Suddenly, Boss Zhang felt a large shadow under his feet, approaching him.

Yo, here comes the guest again.

He thought about how much money he could make this time, raised his head, and was shocked.

what's the situation?The principal and dean of Gaoyang No. [-] Middle School were present in person?
Boss Zhang had a bad feeling.

Principal Zhang's face was gloomy, and he opened his mouth first: "Last night, Wang Yu from our school drank here, didn't he?"

Boss Zhang didn't understand, so he nodded and said: "Yes, that's right, Yushen came to buy wine from me, and I took him to drink a few glasses."

"very good."

Principal Zhang's face became even more gloomy, and he looked at a middle-aged man next to him.This is the dean of Gaoyang No. [-] Middle School, the Tyrannosaurus Su Fei!

Tyrannosaurus Su Fei, an early innate warrior, once slashed and killed a 20-meter-long innate beast 'Dark Magic Python' in the depths of the Big Mang Mountain.

He has a bad temper and is known as the Tyrannosaurus.

Boss Zhang naturally recognized this person, and said cautiously: "What's the use of your school coming here... If you buy things, I, I, I can give you [-]... [-]% off."

Tyrannosaurus Su Fei suddenly laughed, and shouted angrily: "It's a [-]% discount, if you hadn't dragged Xiong Xiaozi to drink, how could he have gone mad and lost all his skills?"

The roar of the Tyrannosaurus, like thunder

In an instant, Boss Zhang groaned in cold sweat: "Let's go... I've lost my temper..."

"Come on, hit me!"

With a roar, Su Fei jumped over the principal and punched the counter.

With a bang, the plastic counter cracked at regular intervals, revealing a black hole.

Do not!
Boss Zhang's heart trembled, he looked at Zhang Zhongnan as if begging for mercy, and said:
"Principal Zhang, you can make the decision for me..."

Principal Zhang said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, we will compensate you if we smash it, but you can't say that you have no responsibility for this kind of thing. Gaoyang No. [-] Middle School is on fire, and you have to bear the crime."

After all, I also joined the smashing army.

Zhang Zhongnan is worthy of being the principal. In five or six seconds, he smashed half of the [-]-square-meter supermarket, and the milk and drinks were scattered on the ground. Fortunately, fresh food is not sold here, otherwise it would be even worse.

Seeing the two of them slamming here and there, Boss Zhang's heart was bleeding.

That's all money...

As for Zhang Zhongnan's claim that he will compensate, how much can he compensate?
This time, there are three people in Zhang Zhongnan, the teaching director Su Fei, Zhang Zhongnan, and the remaining one is a man with glasses who is in charge of leading the way.

The man with glasses patted Zhang Boss, and said: "Look a little better, you caused Yushen's cultivation base to be abolished, and you didn't kill you secretly, it's not bad."

Boss Zhang nodded. He was [-]% responsible for the fall of a genius of No. [-] Middle School.

He couldn't help feeling a little regretful, if he hadn't stopped Wang Yu from buying wine last night, would the ending have been different?
It's a pity that there are poisons and good medicines in the world, but there is no medicine for regret.

……

After venting, Zhang Zhongnan straightened his tie, and walked up to Boss Zhang with Su Fei.

Looking at the masterpieces of himself and the teaching director, Zhang Zhongnan felt a little better, but it was wrong to smash things, he glanced at the man with glasses and signaled with his eyes.

The man with glasses understood instantly, took out a bundle of red bills from his backpack, and threw them to Boss Zhang.

"This is to compensate you." The man with glasses said.

Boss Zhang weighed the bundle of banknotes, and estimated that there were fifty or sixty thousand, which was more than enough to compensate for his own losses, and there was still a lot of money left.

If you hit it a few more times, wouldn't you be mad?
For a while, he actually felt that the situation was not that bad.

Even though we were smashed, we were given a lot of money, so we didn't lose money, did we?

At this time, the Tyrannosaurus Su Fei walked up to him with his sleeves rolled up, his face darkened, and he snorted coldly, saying:
"You don't have anything to say?"

Boss Zhang stiffened for a moment, glanced at Zhang Zhongnan and the man with glasses, then cautiously said in a slightly questioning tone:

"Then... welcome to smash again next time?"

Su Fei:? ? ?
Zhang Zhongnan:? ? ?

Glasses man:? ? ?