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Chapter 353 Ordinary People's Ordinary Life

Engan No. 6 Middle School is not the worst in Engan City, but it is not outstanding either. It is a very ordinary high school.

Zhang Xuyang is a second-year junior high school student in Class 4, Grade 8 of No. 6 Middle School.

Zhang Xuyang comes from an ordinary family, has an ordinary appearance, and is an ordinary student. Even his parents' expectations of him are ordinary.

Because they recognize the reality that children from ordinary families are not geniuses. Having too high expectations is like the moon in the water, which looks beautiful but is unreal and will not produce any good results.

But ordinary people also have ordinary happiness.

Zhang Xuyang thinks this kind of life is pretty good, playing games, watching TV, drawing little people, playing table tennis, etc.

Well..., everything is fine except doing homework.

"Yangyang, don't sleep anymore, get up."

My mother's voice, as always, rang outside the door.

"Right away." Zhang Xuyang replied in a daze.

Then the alarm clock next to me started to sound.

"Really..., more punctual than the alarm clock every day."

Zhang Xuyang, who wanted to continue sleeping in bed, was annoyed by the sound of the alarm clock and had to turn over and sit up to turn off the alarm clock next to him.

Then he just sat on the bed with his head down, not moving at all, as if he hadn't woken up yet.

"Little dragon?"

Hazily, he seemed to dream of Xiaolong. On a summer afternoon, the two of them were walking on the street. The road was lined with mottled shades of trees. Xiaolong seemed to be saying something to him, but unfortunately he couldn't remember a word.

As time went by, the dream that seemed extremely clear at first slowly faded from his mind, and he became more and more lucid.

"Are you up?" Mom's voice sounded outside again.

"Get up, get up."

Zhang Xuyang yawned, stretched, and finally woke up completely.

He turned his head to look at the desk by the window. The mottled sunlight shining in from the window reminded him of the dream he had just had.

His eyes moved to the right, falling on a pen holder in the right corner. In addition to various pens, there was also a broken windmill in the pen holder.

"Xiaolong." Zhang Xuyang murmured in a low voice.

He jumped out of bed, walked barefoot to the table, and blew at the windmill.

"Whoo~"

Unfortunately, the windmill didn't move at all, as if it was fixed in place.

"Zhang Xuyang." Just then, my mother's voice came from outside the door again.

Zhang Xuyang's heart skipped a beat. Calling his mother by her name meant that she was angry.

"I'm coming……"

Zhang Xuyang rushed out of the room without even having time to put on his clothes. As for the thought just now, he completely threw it out of his mind.

"I've been calling you for so long, why haven't you put on your clothes yet?"

"Where are your shoes? How many times have I told you not to go barefoot at home?"

"If you delay any longer, just walk to school by yourself. I still have to go to work, and you've delayed me."

……

"Right away, it will be ready soon, don't worry."

"How can I not be anxious? You're angry every day, right? Sooner or later, I'll be pissed off to death by you."

"How can that be possible, Mom? Where's my dad?"

"Of course I went to work. Do you think everyone is as lazy as you?"

……

"Mom, please stop talking. It feels like a spell."

"If you have a monkey, you can do that, too."

The mother and son were quarreling, it was just an ordinary morning.

Both Zhang's mother and Zhang Xuyang have long been accustomed to it.

"Eat breakfast clean, drink the milk, eat the eggs..."

"Mom, you made too much, especially this big glass of milk. I'm almost dying of stuffiness."

"You think I want to? It's your fault that you never grow taller. It's so worrying. If you don't drink more milk, do you want to be as tall as your father in the future? You won't even be able to find a wife." "How could that be? Didn't my father marry you?"

"That's because I was blind."

"My dad is so nice, he even married a blind man."

"You little brat, you're teasing your mother, aren't you?"

"No, no, Mom, I won't get married in the future. I will always be with you."

"Get away from me, I don't want you to accompany me. I raised you with great difficulty, and now I am free. Do you still want me to take care of you in your old age?"

"Hey, Mom, don't say that, I love you..."

"Love you, hurry up. Have you packed your schoolbag? Have you signed all the documents that need to be signed? Bring your water cup too. Also, after lunch at school, don't run out to play, lie down in the classroom for a while..."

As Zhang's mother spoke, she was displeased with her son's slowness and helped him pack his schoolbag herself.

By the time the two of them left the house, it was almost half past seven.

"You have to be at school before eight o'clock. You've wasted all your time."

"No, Mom, your electric donkey is so fast, we will definitely make it in time."

"It doesn't matter if you're late. Anyway, the teacher is punishing you, not me."

"Wow, you have such a cruel heart. I am your son."

"If you keep talking to me, I won't leave. Let's see who can outlast the other."

"Mom, I'm sorry, I was wrong." Zhang Xuyang clasped his hands together and admitted his mistake decisively.

"Hurry up." Zhang's mother got on the electric scooter and urged.

"Here I come~."

Zhang Xuyang immediately sat astride the back of the car, and the car instantly became shorter.

"You should lose weight." said Zhang's mother.

"Can you blame me for this? You fed me, and I didn't want to eat, but you forced me to eat..."

Zhang's mother ignored him and turned the handle of the electric bike and rushed towards the school.

The road was very crowded and full of people, but fortunately it was not far from home, and including the traffic lights, it only took about ten minutes to reach the school gate.

"Study hard at school." Zhang's mother handed the schoolbag to her son and reminded him.

"understood."

"If you can rank within the top 15 in this midterm exam, I will return your sketchbook to you," said Zhang's mother.

Zhang Xuyang was stunned when he heard this, and then said: "Don't bother with that, I don't want it."

Zhang’s mother: …

If this wasn't at the school gate, I would have beaten him up anyway. What is he saying?

"Let's go." Zhang Xuyang waved his hand and walked leisurely towards the school gate.

But when I was almost at the school gate, I couldn't help but look back.

Seeing that his mother had not left yet with her legs crossed, he could not help but ask, "Are you telling the truth?"

"Of course, I keep my word." Zhang's mother's face lit up and she nodded quickly.

"There are many things you have done that are not true to my dad." Zhang Xuyang said.

Then I followed the crowd and walked into the school.

"That stinky boy."

Zhang's mother cursed, rode her electric scooter crookedly through the layers of parents, merged with the flow of people, and finally disappeared completely in front of the gate of No. 6 Middle School.

Zhang Xuyang walked into the school, came to his classroom, put down his schoolbag, and took out a thick notebook from it.

"Huh, do you really think I only have one copy?" Zhang Xuyang looked proud.

I opened the book and saw it was filled with cartoons.

The protagonist is an eight-year-old boy who traveled to another world due to a car accident, and then became a music magician with his ability to play the flute...

He hasn't finished writing or drawing this story, but he has a general outline.

He plans to let the protagonist become the king of magic in another world, travel back in time, meet his childhood friends again, and start a new adventure...

(End of this chapter)