Urban Elves: Let My Sister Be the Champion

When Xue Xingxuan and Lu Ziqing left, they successfully got what they wanted from Dongfang Yang.

Looking at the two people's happy backs when they left, thinking of the previous contract, Dongfang Yang's eyes gradually deepened.

Xue Xingxuan is not an ordinary person, he is a ruthless person. If he has any ideas about the position of the champion, his sister's road to the championship will be very difficult. It can only be said that Ling'er is lucky.

Playing with the crystal in his hand, to be honest, Dongfang Yang was a little surprised.

I didn't expect Xue Xingxuan to have this thing, a crystal of law, or a crystal of dragon law. This thing is quite rare. Only places where first-level gods have lived will have a chance to give birth to this.

It seems that Xue Xingxuan's opportunity is not small, but he can't use it even if he gets it. It is impossible to use it without the strength of a second-level god. It is a chicken rib for Xue Xingxuan.

"If it weren't for this, it wouldn't be my turn, and Garchomp could go one step further."

Muttering softly, Dongfang Yang put away the crystal of law, stood up and packed up simply, and then left the office.

At this time, everyone on the training ground was doing the final training, Pikachu and other elves were lying on the ground holding their stomachs, while receiving the super power massage of Gardevoir, making comfortable moans, with a look of enjoyment on their faces.

Thinking of the little princess Larulas, whom he loved back then, now becoming the Gardevoir"nanny" of these guys, preparing food and massaging, Dongfang Yang was furious.

Giving his elves a cold look, Dongfang Yang summoned his sister and others.

After a few simple instructions, Dongfang Yang asked his sister

"Will we go back together today?"

Dongfang Ling held Bai Mengyao's arm and shook her head, indicating that she would sleep in the school dormitory today.

After getting the answer, Dongfang Yang nodded, and under the resentful eyes of several elves, he put them back into the elf ball, not even letting Pikachu go.

Originally, unless it was a special situation, Dongfang Yang would not care whether Pikachu was outside or not, but they actually dared to enjoy the super power massage of Gardevoir, which was originally their own. It is unforgivable. This is the price of enjoyment, hum.

Why do you think Gardevoir's massage skills are so good? Don't think about it, hum.

One by one, all of you, practice extra lessons for me in the evening.

After doing all this, in the puzzled eyes of everyone, Dongfang Yang hummed a little tune and staggered away.

When he came outside and looked at the sky, Dongfang Yang didn't want to go back to the gym for dinner. After thinking about it, he called home and drove around in the Magic City.

Driving, Dongfang Yang came to this familiar neighborhood.

Looking at the familiar shops on both sides of the street, Dongfang Yang was a little surprised, and the dusty memories in his mind were awakened.

"I didn't expect that this place hasn't been demolished yet. It's a bit unexpected. Let's go back and have a look. It should still be there. Maybe it has moved. Let's go and have a look first."

Dongfang Yang parked the car on the side of the road and walked on the familiar old street. He was filled with mixed feelings.

Dongfang Yang strolled along the way and soon arrived at his destination, a deserted and dilapidated school.

Looking inside through the rusty iron gate, the courtyard was overgrown with weeds and rubble. The walls of the dilapidated teaching building had begun to turn yellow and crack, and the glass on the windows had cracks.

The scene in front of him, especially the dilapidated and familiar plaque, deeply hurt Dongfang Yang's heart.

""Young man, judging from your appearance, were you once a student of Huaying School?"

The uncle who was setting up a stall next to him saw Dongfang Yang's sad look and asked curiously.

"Yes, uncle, what happened to Huaying School?"

Suppressing the pain in his heart, Dongfang Yang wanted to get some information from the stall owner.

"You don’t look very old, and you are a student of Huaying School. Don’t you know what has happened in Huaying School in recent years?"

"I was away from home before and just came back recently. This happened in the past few years.

Dongfang Yang shook his head and explained to the stall owner.

"So that's how it is. It's normal that you don't know."

Then the uncle took out a cigarette from his pocket, took out a cigarette and handed it to Dongfang Yang.

Dongfang Yang shook his hand, indicating that he didn't smoke.

The uncle didn't hesitate and smoked it himself, then took some small skewers from his stall and handed them to Dongfang Yang.

"Try it, it tastes the same as before. I took over this stall from my dad, and I didn't even change the recipe. You should like it."

Dongfang Yang didn't care much, he took it and tasted it, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he looked at the uncle in surprise.

"Uncle, are you Grandpa Hu’s son?"

"It seems that you are really a student here."

Uncle Hu took a deep puff of cigarette and slowly began to talk about the past.

"In the past, Huaying School was the best school in Shanghai.

Not only was it a combination of primary, middle and high schools, but there were no hidden rules.

Students were admitted based on merit, and most of the top scorers in the high school entrance exams and college entrance exams were from Huaying School.

Because of this school, businesses nearby were doing well.

Many people even set up small stalls because they didn’t have any shops.

My dad did the same.

Huaying School not only did not stop us, but also helped us contact the authorities to allow us to do so.

They only required that our food be clean and hygienic.

If any problems were found, we would be disqualified.

Everyone was grateful for the help of Huaying School, and we supervised each other and took the initiative to contract the environment.

We all thought that everything would go on smoothly until four years ago.

"

"That year, a major event happened in Magic City.

The World Crime Organization attempted to infiltrate Dragon Country from Magic City, but was discovered by the Dragon Country officials.

The two sides fought a war near the Bund of Magic City.

The local strongmen of Magic City participated in it, including the two chief and deputy chiefs of the Magic City Dojo.

Huaying School, like Magic City University, had all its teachers involved.

We ordinary people don’t know what happened in detail, but we only know that all the teachers of Huaying School died and no one survived.

"

Hearing this, Dongfang Yang couldn't help but tighten his grip on the fried skewers, and looked down at the ground. His golden and red eyes flashed with a strange light.

He threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stepped on it hard. Uncle Hu continued

"Since then, Huaying School has fallen into decline and even closed down. The students who are still in school or graduated from Huaying School are extremely angry and jointly reported to the authorities, hoping for an explanation. It’s a pity that although the authorities spoke out internationally, the criminal organizations would not pay attention to these. They evaded several encirclements and suppressions and eventually nothing came of it."

"After the school closed down, the flow of people here was not as great as before, the merchants began to change, and the stalls also evacuated one after another. Although the Shanghai government retained the previous policy because of the Huaying School incident, everyone needs to eat. There are only a few people here and there. Who is willing to continue to waste time here? The old shops that are still there are all opened by some elderly people. They are used to it and don’t want to leave."

"So, Uncle Hu, what about you? Why don't you leave?"

Burying his own feelings in his heart, Dongfang Yang asked Uncle Hu, who was still setting up a stall here, with some curiosity, why he stayed.

Uncle Hu smiled, looked up at the sky, and said slowly

"After this incident, I asked him to quit, but he couldn't stop working. He said that his former students liked to eat his food and would come back to eat it when they grow up. The old man was afraid that they would not be able to eat it when they came back, so he didn't leave."

"As for me, I used the money my father made from setting up a stall here to start a company. Now my wife and children are in charge, so we are not short of money. The old man can do whatever he wants. He often tells me that so-and-so has come back today. I never believed it, but since he is happy, I just let him do it."

"Until the day when the old man passed away, many people came, many of whom I didn't know. I realized that the old man didn't lie to me. I remembered him lying on the hospital bed, holding my hand, and saying to me,"Go back and tell those children that grandpa can't make fried skewers for them." At that time, I made up my mind that I would continue to make fried skewers for him, so that you wanderers would still have some thoughts about this place."

After listening to Uncle Hu's words, Dongfang Yang was silent. He didn't expect that in this materialistic and rapidly developing world, there are still so many people who remember this place.

Everything Huaying School does is worth it.

After buying some fried skewers at Uncle Hu's stall again, Dongfang Yang pushed open the long-sealed iron gate and walked into the deserted campus.

Walking on the weed-covered boulevard.

Dongfang Yang seemed to hear distant and familiar voices in his ears.

There were sounds of playing and fighting, the sound of reading books, the sound of earnest teachings, and the sound of wind blowing maple leaves...

Back to the old classroom, stroking the dust accumulated on the table, sitting on the old stool, Dongfang Yang ate fried skewers in a daze

"Dongfang Yang, you are late again. Don't tell me that you helped an old lady cross the road again. You don't even know how to come up with an excuse."

"Damn it, how come you are so smart? I feel like I won't have anything to teach you soon. Damn it, luckily I got you into Huaying, otherwise it would be a shame."

"What, you want to be a champion? Hahaha, good, you have ambition. I'm waiting for the day when you become the champion. At that time, I will post your photo on the school's celebrity wall, so that everyone in the world will know that my disciple is the champion of Dragon Country, hahaha"

"As expected, you are naughty, but you have great talent. You got first place with full marks again this time. You are worthy of being my disciple. Let's go, I'll take you to eat your favorite fried skewers at Hu Lao'er's near the door."

"Xiaoyang, benevolence, righteousness, courtesy, wisdom, and trustworthiness, loyalty, filial piety, integrity, and courage have always been the good qualities of our Dragon Country. I don't ask you to do everything, but you must never lose loyalty and filial piety. You must be loyal to the country and respect your elders. You must remember this."

"You are really good, you led the students of your school to fight with other schools? Did you win? If you won, fine, stand aside."

"Xiaoyang, remember this, although you are not studying in Huaying in junior high school, you are a student who graduated from Huaying. Don't bring shame to Huaying. You are also my disciple, Lin Jianguo. Don't bring shame to me."

"You are still young now, maybe you will forget Huaying in a few years. After all, you still have a long life to live, and Huaying will only occupy a few years. Your life will be wonderful in the future. But you must remember that Huaying will always be your home. When you are tired outside, just go back home to visit."

…

Recalling the earnest teachings of Huaying Principal Lin Jianguo, the bag of fried skewers in his hand fell to the ground silently.

"I'm sorry, old man. I didn't practice the filial piety you taught me. I've forgotten you in the past ten years. I'm really sorry."

"You are too much, old man. You obviously care about me, but you asked my parents to keep an eye on me, to make me concentrate on my studies and not to mess around. You didn't expect that the day we parted would be a farewell forever."

"You are right, my life is wonderful, so wonderful that I forgot about you, ironic, haha, by the way, although I am not the champion, I have become a champion trainer, which is stronger than the champion, you can be proud"

"I thought you would always be there, waiting for me to become successful. I didn't expect it. I really didn't expect that time would wear away so much. In just ten years, people can forget many things. After all, I am just a mortal. I may not be as clear-sighted as Xue Xingxuan."

"Let me do one last thing for you. Anyway, you are gone and can't stop me."

After mumbling a few words, Dongfang Yang picked up the fried skewers on the ground, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and ate them bite by bite.

After eating the fried skewers and wiping the corners of his mouth, Dongfang Yang took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

The first sentence after the call was

"I want to kill someone…"