Age: My Small World

Chapter 249: Strong and Powerful
After arriving home, Yang Jun had already secretly taken out the prepared food.

The leftovers from the sumptuous pig-killing meal were all here, which made the whole family look at him in disbelief.

"Xiaoshan, how did you get so many good things? They're all ready."

The eldest sister placed the dishes one by one with a hint of worry on her face.

The old lady shook her head and said, "Let him decide the baby's affairs. Let's not ask."

Since he is the head of the family, everything Yang Jun does is his decision, and Li Xiaohua will not interfere in anything.

"Okay, Mom." Yang Hongmei nodded helplessly.

As for the second sister Yang Yumei, she was not worried at all and was helping to serve the rice.

The whole family ate too much at dinner tonight and finished all the food.

He had wanted to ask Xiaoyuer to come over as well, but thinking of her temper, Yang Jun didn't go ahead. Instead, he brought her a bowl of meat-filled breakfast the next morning and coaxed the little girl to finish it.

A few days later, Yang Jun went to the steel plant again and learned a treasured skill from Yan Wu, called Collapse Hand. It is a close-range killer move. After aiming at the vital points of the human body, it can use special strength to carry out short-range strikes, so as to make the opponent lose absolute resistance.

This move is somewhat similar to the Wing Chun inch punch, but its lethality is somewhat greater. After all, it was summarized by Yan Wu from the killing technique.

It took dozens of battles to figure out this method. It was quite difficult, and it is also one of the real killing skills.

In a blink of an eye, two months passed.

That day, Yang Jun set off for the provincial capital again.

After a busy period, news came from the Mi brothers that the jade had been almost collected and he needed to go and receive it in person.

"I hope I won't be too disappointed this time."

Yang Jun received the letter in the alley in front of the Mi family. He asked the Mi brothers to use his own address when sending and receiving letters, without revealing any information about him and Mr. Hu.

Since he is still cooperating with Zhang Hu, he is likely to inquire about Yang Jun's news, so he naturally wants to avoid exposing himself through a letter.

Therefore, the Mi brothers were very cautious when sending letters and would not let anyone know.

"Well, I have to ask Teacher Wei for leave."

Don’t even think about Teacher Cao Wen. One or two days is fine, but he will never be allowed to leave after four or five days.

When he found Wei Ran and explained his purpose, he almost made the elegant Wei Ran laugh out of anger.

"Why are you looking for me again? You always ask me to do the work that gets you scolded, but you never ask me to do the good things."

Of course she was joking, but she was also quite speechless about Yang Jun's frequent requests for leave.

"Teacher Wei is my only teacher friend. If I don't look for you, who else can I look for?"

"Okay, okay, stop being so smooth-talking. I can ask for leave for you, but you have to promise me that your grades will improve. You can't lose face on the next exam, otherwise I won't help you anymore."

"How about this, Old Wei? When I come back, you can give me a test. If I don't meet your expectations, I won't ask for leave anymore. How about that?"

"What are you yelling about? Don't yell so unpleasantly."

Wei Ran's focus was on his address, which made her roll her eyes.

"If you really don't want to call me teacher, then call me Sister Wei, or Sister Ran. Don't call me old."

"Well, dear Sister Wei, what do you think?"

Hearing him call like that, Wei Ran suddenly felt a lot more comfortable.

She nodded and said, "That's more like it. I'll think about it these few days. I'll give you something difficult when the time comes. If you can't do it, I'll force you to study in seclusion every day so that you don't have the energy to wander around anymore."

"I'm here to do serious things, not to have fun."

Yang Jun suddenly thought of something and felt inexplicably guilty.

"I don't know why you didn't have much serious work to do in the provincial capital." "Yang Jun, don't think I don't know that you haven't published any new works in a long time. Is there nothing going on at the newspaper?"

Wei Ran looked as if he had seen through her a long time ago, which surprised Yang Jun a little.

"Teacher Wei, you're still monitoring me. You even know whether I've published any work or not."

Wei Ran froze for a moment, looking away slightly uncomfortably. After a moment's thought, he said seriously, "I'm concerned about my students, and they're students whose work has been featured in newspapers. How can I not pay close attention to them?"

Her words were upright and aboveboard, so she held her head high and chest puffed out.

Yang Jun glanced at the bulging picture and his eyes drifted to the other side.

"You're still talking about it, why haven't you written anything for so long? Haven't you been to the provincial capital several times?"

Wei Ran couldn't help but wonder what he was doing in the provincial capital.

"I have written it, but I'm afraid there will be no chance of publishing it." Yang Jun sighed.

He then explained the current events in the novel world one by one, giving Wei Ran a general understanding of the current situation of novelists.

Not to mention getting royalties, some people have even stopped writing books and want to stop writing and cut off previous ties, but it's a pity that it's of no use.

"So this is what happened. No wonder you haven't produced any new works even after going there several times."

Wei Ran felt a little sorry.

The next moment, her eyes suddenly lit up.

"Wait a minute, you mean the manuscript is already there?"

"That's right." Yang Jun nodded.

Wei Ran immediately rubbed his hands and said, "How about this, you show me your new work, and next time you need to ask for leave, I will help you get it done without you asking, how about it?"

"make a deal."

Yang Jun didn't mind Wei Ran reading it. He had only written the beginning of the story anyway, and had no intention of continuing to write the rest of the content. Maybe he would write it later.

After the two reached a consensus, he did not stay any longer.

Finally, I went to Mr. Hu's yard again to say goodbye.

"Master, why don't you come with me for another trip? We didn't even say goodbye to Master's Auntie properly when we left last time."

"Why should I say goodbye? I'm always in a hurry, so I'm sure your aunt has gotten used to it."

Mr. Hu said this and took a deep puff of his pipe.

"Let's not talk about this anymore. Didn't you say you've already mastered the Eight Steps and Thirteen Swords? Come over and show me if you've fallen behind."

After telling Mr. Hu that he had become Yan Wu's disciple last time, Mr. Hu had been holding back his anger, as if he wanted to make him study until he was exhausted.

What Mr. Hu wants is for him to be exhausted to the point of collapsing, and then to break through his limits so that he can improve himself quickly.

"Yes, Master."

Yang Jun simply took off his clothes, revealing his muscular upper body.

Nearly half a year has passed, and his body can now be described as strong and powerful. His solid muscles are not ugly at all, but evenly distributed throughout his body.

"Here comes the knife!"

He pulled out Xiaowu and chopped it out with a knife, and the knife force was established.

"Shhhhh!"

Yang Jun practiced the Eight Steps and Thirteen Knives skillfully, and his superb swordsmanship was basically on par with his plum blossom pole skills.

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