My Two-Dimensional Life
37 the tomboy

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The last lesson was history. It was a very boring topic to begin with, but the history teacher only liked to read from the textbook. Therefore, those who listened to it were very bored and wanted to sleep. However, although the history teacher's lecture was old-fashioned, his questions were tricky. If you didn't listen carefully or master the history knowledge, you definitely wouldn't be able to answer his questions. If you couldn't answer them, he would make you stand for an entire lesson. Therefore, if you were in awe of the math teacher, Teacher Miejue, Many students hated him.

Because Guo Huang had spent twice as much time as others, his biological clock could not adapt to it, making him feel very tired. Just as he was about to fall asleep, he felt someone poke his waist. He turned his head and saw Lan Xi handing him a piece of paper.

"You look tired?"

"Yeah, there are a lot of things to do today. If I had known earlier, I would have drunk a bottle of Red Bull to refresh myself. However, Teacher Zhao's class is also very boring. It makes me feel like I'm in a year. I don't know how many minutes it will be before class ends.”

Guo Huang's question made Lan Xi look at her watch. Nowadays, it was rare for students to wear watches. They all used their phones. Soon, she wrote a note:

" Persevere. There are still ten years left."

"Huh?"

Guo Huang was stunned for a moment before he realized what was going on. He saw Lan Xi's smile. He did not expect her to be able to joke. Well, there were only ten minutes left before class ended. He should go home early and have a good sleep.

"The students over there."

At this moment, the history teacher put down his book and stood on the podium.

"Is my class funny? Stand up and tell me."

"It's not that."

"What do you mean you're not?”

The history teacher said aggressively. Guo Huang immediately shut up and did not argue with him. The history teacher pushed his glasses up and said,

"Let me understand your history knowledge. Tell me, why do foreigners put their names in front of their names, but China's is the opposite?”

The whole class fell silent. This question was tricky enough. In the end, it could only be said that the culture was different, but how could they answer it? Guo Huang pondered for a while and said,"

"Because in foreign countries, people only care about who you are and don't care about your father. In China, people don't care who you are, but they care more about who your father is.”

Guo Huang's answer stunned everyone once again. They almost clapped their hands and cheered. No one could deny this answer. Although it was not an answer based on historical knowledge, the history teacher frowned and finally said,

"Alright, sit down. Don't be distracted in class in the future. Also, such answers won't be given marks on the test paper.”

Guo Huang heaved a sigh of relief. After such a torment, his sleepiness had subsided quite a bit. Lan Xi kicked the note and said,

"A very incisive answer."

"Thank you."

Guo Huang wrote this sentence, and the two of them smiled in unison.

No matter how difficult the time was, it would eventually pass. Guo Huang finally waited until class was over. He stretched his waist and Lan Xi packed her belongings.

"If you're too tired, pay more attention to rest.”

"I understand. I'll go to bed after I eat. I have to thank you again for taking leave today.”

"Royal brother! I'm sorry to interrupt your intimacy, but it's time for you to fulfill your promise.”

Wang Qing cut in to talk as soon as class ended. Lan Xi's face turned red from his words. She could not be bothered to say anything more to Guo Huang. She picked up her bag and quickly left. Guo Huang yawned and said,

"I don't understand what you're talking about. What promise?”

"Family bucket, two portions. Don't forget, otherwise, hehe.”

"You only know how to blackmail me. I can't do it today. I have something to do.”

"Alright, it's settled then. Bye.”

"Damn it, this month's expenses have already been exceeded. Sigh, my magic power is ultimately inferior to the magic power of money.”

After putting his books away, Guo Huang carried his bag and yawned as he went downstairs. He walked to the parking canopy to get his electric bike. On the way to the sports field, Guo Huang suddenly turned his head and said,

"What, you want to ambush me again?”

Behind him was a student, a boxer with a scythe head. His face was as dark as water.

"I was careless last time. Come to the boxing club if you have the guts and have another competition.”

"Are you ordering me?"

Guo Huang smiled faintly. Suddenly, he ignited his magic power and transformed into a peak seventh degree black belt expert. He threw a punch with great speed and strength, creating a huge gust of wind! The scythe head was shocked. Its body swayed left and right, and at the same time, it retreated with Butterfly Steps.

"Burn, burn!"

Guo Huang had once again burned 2 points of mana to become a Tier 2 Combat Champion. The sudden increase in strength brought about by the increase in strength caused the fist to turn corporeal, and its speed to surpass the limits of the human body. The scythe head did not even have time to react before he felt the fist grow bigger and bigger. The ferocious strength made him shudder. This fist had hit him, and his skull was definitely broken!

Whoosh!

Guo Huang's fist brushed past his face and he stopped."

"I still have an important date, so I don't have time to play with you. It's not a hot-blooded fighting manga, so don't bother me again.”

After saying that, Guo Huang left without even turning his head. The scythe-headed man was still standing there in a daze. Suddenly, he felt a warm liquid on his face. He wiped it off, and his hands were covered in blood.

" He actually... created the mausoleum phenomenon with his fist wind..."

Guo Huang rode his bike. This time, he didn't leave from the main entrance. Instead, he rode his bike around the back door and waited beside the stone Qilin outside the back door. After a few minutes, a luxury car that Guo Huang couldn't recognize stopped at the door. A woman dressed in men's clothes got out of the car with an umbrella in her hand. She came to Guo Huang's side and said,

"Mr. Guo Huang?"

"Yes."

The woman's black hair was tied into a long ponytail behind her shoulders like a cloud. Her eyebrows were slightly swept, and her pink face was lightly powdered, giving off a dignified and delicate feeling. She was clearly wearing a man's suit, but it perfectly outlined her curvaceous and beautiful figure. Her peach cheeks, almond-shaped eyes, delicate nose, and cherry lips were gentle and had a hint of majesty.

Guo Huang knew about this tomboy. He had seen her drive Long Yu back and forth before, and he had also seen her get scammed. She had single-handedly knocked down five brawny men. She was a very powerful woman, and she reminded Guo Huang of the Iron Police Tyrant Flower.

"This is your umbrella. Miss asked me to return it to you. Thank you so much for the other day.”

The beautiful woman in the suit politely returned the umbrella to Guo Huang, then nodded and returned to the car. Not long after, the luxury car drove away. Guo Huang rubbed the back of his head and said,

" What? I thought she had something important to do with me at the back door, like a witch or something. In the end, it was really just returning the umbrella. Sigh, I was looking forward to it. After all, if the blonde lady had the witch attribute, she would be considered cute.”

Guo Huang put the umbrella away and left on his electric bike. After he left, a young man with gold-rimmed glasses walked out of the backyard. He had a scholarly aura. He pushed his glasses and said,

"Interesting. That unremarkable guy did some small tricks when we weren't paying attention. Flying Sickle, is his fighting skills really that good?”

"Yes, he has already surpassed the average person's black belt. He definitely has the level of a martial arts master from the Republic of China.”

"Hmm, he hid it very well. It seems that this fighting skill is what he is most proud of. Hmm, if he likes to solve things with force, Chen Yuannan teaching him a lesson is a good choice.”

Guo Huang naturally did not know that someone was plotting against him. He rode his bike and rushed to his sister's middle school. When he reached the school gate, Guo Huang called his sister's phone. Usually, the call would go through immediately, but today, no one picked up.

"The number you have dialed is currently unavailable. Please try again later.”

"What happened?"

Guo Huang immediately became anxious. He couldn't care less at the moment. He locked the electric bike and walked straight to the school.

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