Starting as an infant, with parents who are blond-haired delinquents?

While at school, I rarely had any free time during those few days.

First, he has to attend classes. Second, he needs to prepare for the children's painting competition before the holidays. Third, he needs to consider how to achieve his goals during puberty.

It's actually not difficult; you just need to seize specific time events.

Some ordinary things don't elicit any response from others. I've considered things like dyeing my hair, but that doesn't seem to have much to do with showing off. The key issue is that after doing it, I just want to crawl into a hole and hide.

This has even created a buzz around the market.

There's also "dark humor." I found dozens of corny jokes online and told them to my classmates and teachers every day.

Why not tell your parents?

Is it true that Anpei is open-minded and that Western priests prefer boys or girls? My parents don't even know many of these words or figures, so how can I expect them to understand the deeper meaning?

But to Zhang Chaoqiang's surprise, such lame jokes had no effect on them whatsoever, possibly because their "black level" wasn't high enough.

The painting competition was just two days away, so on December 27th, Zhang Chaoqiang was practicing calligraphy and painting at a faster pace.

The Helmet Bird is a type of monster that is described in detail in the encyclopedia of monsters. Ordinary people rarely have the opportunity to come into contact with these things. As a preparatory class for martial arts in a martial arts school, their science teacher will give a monster science popularization course once every two weeks.

In their view, these theories are not very useful. Only after they officially join the martial arts school after graduating from elementary school will these theories have the opportunity to be used in actual combat.

The helmeted bird is an arthropod with a body covered in sharp and menacing armor-like bones. Zhang Chaoqiang used ink wash to twist, deform, invert, enlarge, and shrink the three characters "helmeted bird" into a painting.

From a distance, it bears a 60-70% resemblance to the helmeted bird. As a textual painting that is not in the surrealist style, the effect is already quite terrifying.

Semi-realistic, semi-abstract—this is what's known as AI art.

Tan Yue propped herself up on her back in her seat, slightly bent over and looked down to examine the scene closely, her mind filled with thoughts of the war between monsters and humans that her teacher often talked about.

Despite the historical struggles between the two sides and their current division of territories, conflicts still occasionally erupt between their respective regions, though these conflicts are far removed from the peaceful society built by their powerful central state.

But teenagers are always sentimental.

She said with worry, "Can't humans coexist with monsters in this world? Just like we live together with animals."

The next class's homeroom teacher, Wang Zihan, stepped in through the door. Holding her lesson plan, she overheard Tan Yue's confusion and was about to speak when Zhang Chaoqiang interrupted her.

"On a grander scale, humans and demonic beasts already coexist in the world," Zhang Chaoqiang continued, rolling up the dried ink painting and putting it into his album.

"On a smaller scale, humans kill monsters and make them into jerky or cook them for food; monsters slaughter and plunder humans and devour their flesh and blood. In either case, the two have coexisted as one, which can be considered coexistence."

"Hahaha."

After saying that, Zhang Chaoqiang realized he had made a fool of himself, chuckled, and then covered his mouth. Meanwhile, looking around at the classmates and Tan Yue…

Even teacher Wang Zihan initially let out a "heh," then felt weightless, as if she had fallen into hell.

Dark humor +1

Dark Humor: 1/10, +1 Spirit Point, +0.02 Mental Strength

Forehead?

Only events that one can empathize with can achieve true dark humor, a hellish joke. Unbeknownst to him, Zhang Chaoqiang accomplished a piece of dark humor.

Happy!

"I heard something..."

But the people around him seemed to have their brains invaded by him, frantically shaking their heads, trying to shake off the ideas that Zhang Chaoqiang had just instilled in them.

At the same time, teacher Wang Zihan said that Zhang Chaoqiang's insights were creative and suggested that he should not express his own opinions next time.

The day before the painting competition, after school at noon, Zhang Chaoqiang and Tan Yue were called to the dean's office alone.

Principal Liu, Teacher Guan, Cheng Wen, and other teachers and leaders were all present.

Director Song Yu informed Zhang Chaoqiang:

"Zhang Chaoqiang, starting next semester, you will be placed in a specialized advanced group. In addition to regular classes, you will undergo more intensive training in 'honeycomb state' spiritual energy perception, as well as a series of junior high school martial arts courses..."

"Advanced junior high school curriculum?"

"That's right. After our observation, your various indicators are far beyond those of your peers. In order to prevent the martial arts courses in junior high school from affecting your health, we waited until now."

At nearly 11 years old, you are fully capable of adapting to formal martial arts courses. Therefore, Yuhua Martial Arts School and our primary school have decided to establish a special advanced group specifically for you.

"Is this advanced specialization team just me and Tan Yue?"

"Only you."

"You're the only one in the entire advanced specialization team."

Chapter 47 Moments of Life (Please continue reading)

"what about me?"

Tan Yue's voice sounded anxious, as if a family had gone to the flower market during the Chinese New Year, but she had been left behind.

"What about Tan Yue?" Zhang Chaoqiang asked in the same way.

"You two are in slightly different situations. Zhang Chaoqiang is excellent in all aspects, while Tan Yue is more outstanding in controlling the mental level."

Therefore, we will also conduct a special mental training group for Tan Yue to cultivate her towards becoming a combat mech operator.

Your training will be directly aligned with that of the junior high school at Yuhua Martial Arts School, and will primarily be conducted by junior high school teachers.

Zhang Chaoqiang already understood that the two of them could be considered "guaranteed admissions".

Starting junior high school courses in elementary school and moving towards becoming a martial artist inexplicably excited Zhang Chaoqiang.

Only by entering the realm of martial arts can one uncover a corner of the world.

He looked forward to the process.

Just as Tan Yue was about to say something, Song Yu preemptively added, "The two of you will also have joint specialized courses, such as simulations of control levels and sparring sessions, so you don't have to worry about being bored by yourself."

Wearing gold-rimmed glasses, Song Yu raised the ear of her glasses, making it seem as if she had two pairs of eyes. Tan Yue felt for a moment that she could see right into her heart, and she lowered her head shyly.

After the meeting, Zhang Chaoqiang acted as if nothing had happened and began preparing for the painting competition. Tan Yue looked around, wanting to ask him if he was nervous.

As a primary school student, learning the junior high school curriculum of a martial arts school in advance, Tan Yue was very nervous, not knowing what Zhang Chaoqiang was like.

Zhang Chaoqiang comforted the other person as usual: "I'm also very nervous, but I'm more excited. Don't you think you're amazing? Skipping grades to study."

"I'm afraid I won't be able to keep up..."

"How could you not keep up? You're the only one in the special training group for controlling the level. How could you not keep up?"

In a classroom, you need to follow the teacher's pace; but in a small group where you're alone, the teachers need to adjust to your learning progress and schedule.

"What you're saying makes me even more nervous..."

……

The next day, Saturday, was the painting competition held at the Chiting District Children's Palace. To be honest, Zhang Chaoqiang had always thought that the Children's Palace only existed for math problems, but he never expected to actually have the opportunity to enter.

Although it's called Chiting District, it's actually close to Huangdao District, located southeast of Zhang Chaoqiang's house, along the crisscrossing streets and then across the circular overpass.

The map shows 10 kilometers, but the actual distance is about 14 kilometers, making it convenient only for people in the zodiac area.

Basically, it's not very convenient for ordinary people living in Chiting District to go there; there are better children's sports centers nearby for them to choose from.

Zhang Huolong and Shen Qiangwei took Zhang Chaoqiang to the competition venue early in the morning.

Parents were only allowed to stay in the lounge outside the competition room, separated by a glass wall, so that they could observe their children.

Shen Qiangwei and Zhang Huolong were dressed rather modestly, but they couldn't help but exude that deep-rooted spirit and charisma as they murmured encouragement to their son, Zhang Chaoqiang, in front of the glass wall.

This attracted a lot of attention from the parents around them.

Inside the art studio, the judges announced that the theme for this competition was to choose one of two options: family or friends.

You need to choose a theme from the options and create a painting; there are no restrictions on the style or school of painting.

Zhang Chaoqiang looked around. He knew that this competition was not easy to win. The 8-12-year-old children around him had been immersed in painting for several years. It could be said that they were special top students in the field of painting.

Therefore, to win, he can only rely on two aspects: special circumstances and playing the emotional card.

Ultimately, Zhang Chaoqiang's paintings used five colors to represent the personalities of each character.

Shen Qiangwei is red, Zhang Huolong is yellow, Zhang Chaoqiang is green, Tan Yue is black, and Lao Chen is silver.

Then, using their respective names, they distort and form the outline of each person through various adjustments.

Five people, each represented by a name forming a general body outline and portrait.

Then, in regular script, write each person's name below them.

Officially completed.

The judges asked him, "Zhang Chaoqiang, is the theme of your painting family or friends?"

Zhang Chaoqiang replied, "Family and friends."

"Teachers, every line that outlines the body is actually, from a certain angle, the name of my family and friends. You see."

Furthermore, each person uses a different color in their depiction, which represents their individual personality…

After the explanation, the judges realized that this seemingly simple painting, which was somewhat opportunistic, actually contained such profound meaning.

Finally, it was awarded first prize, and the goal was achieved.

Another first-prize winner was a painting titled "My Grandfather, the Party Secretary".

[Clear Comparison]: 100/100, Spirit +0.2, Internal Organs +0.2, Body +0.2

To the surprise of the whole family.

When Zhang Chaoqiang displayed his paintings, all the parents watching marveled at his meticulous attention to detail. Only Zhang Huolong and Shen Qiangwei were gesturing wildly with excitement.

"That's my son!" This is the umpteenth time she has been so proud of Zhang Chaoqiang.

Zhang Chaoqiang, holding his parents' hands, was sandwiched between them, his arms swaying back and forth as he jumped around excitedly.

Shen Qiangwei asked, "Can't we really get that painting back? We should find an album to seal it up and hang it in the living room."

Zhang Chaoqiang replied helplessly, "I can't take the competition entry with me. I'll paint another one when I get back."

Zhang Chaoqiang put a lot of effort into the painting hanging in his home, spending a full two hours examining it closely and gazing at it from afar. Only after he felt it was nearly perfect did he nod and stop.

A3 picture frames were hard to find; Zhang Huolong spent an entire afternoon searching before finally buying two.

After driving in the nails, the first painting was hung on the whitewashed living room wall.