I Studied Abroad in Modern Times - Chapter 53

Chapter 53 Communication

“You won’t take a nap today?”

After lunch, Zheng Fa looked at Wang Chen who was studying hard with a book and asked in surprise.

Wang Chen has the habit of taking a nap. According to him, if he doesn’t sleep at noon, he will collapse throughout the day.

“Don’t you see that face of Lao Chen? If you don’t do well in the exam this time, he can eat me!”

No wonder Wang Chen was so nervous. This monthly exam was unusual. It was a joint monthly exam between Qingshui Middle School and several schools in nearby cities and counties.

For teachers at Qingshui Middle School, the performance pay brought by doing well in the college entrance examination may make them happy for a month, but the happiness of laughing at brother schools by doing well in the joint monthly exam can last at least half a year.

On the other hand, the feeling of being laughed at after failing an exam is enough to last half a year.

The importance they attached to this joint monthly exam was conveyed to Wang Chen and the others with one sentence: Don’t say you didn’t predict what you said.

Lao Chen also reminded them thoughtfully that after this monthly exam, Qingshui Academy will hold a parent-teacher meeting…

Zheng Fa glanced at the classroom.

At noon in the past, there were at most half of the people in this classroom, and most of them were lying on the table taking a nap.

Today, at least 80% of the seats are filled with people, and almost no one is sleeping, everyone is immersed in reading.

Zheng Fa stood up, holding a few books and preparing to go downstairs.

“Where are you going?”

“Go to Tang Lingwu and ask questions.”

Ever since he made an appointment with Tang Lingwu to teach him mathematics, they would find time to meet after lunch.

“This is a monthly exam, why don’t you hurry up and study?”

Wang Chen opened his eyes wide and looked at Zheng Fa.

“Aren’t I just going to study?”

“…I believe you, you idiot!”

Seeing Zheng Fa going out, Wang Chen turned to his deskmate and said:

“Although I admire his courage to risk his own life for love, he must have been very embarrassed when he was hammered by Lao Chen after he failed in the exam.”

His deskmate looked at him with an expressionless expression: “Wouldn’t you go instead?”

“I don’t want to go? I love learning and I want to read books. There is beauty in the books!”

“I don’t know Yan Ruyu, but that is Tang Lingwu.”

“Tang Lingwu… Can Tang Lingwu help me do well in the monthly exam?”

“That’s Tang Lingwu.”

“Okay, the monthly exam is not important. If I fail, what will my mother do when she comes to attend the parent-teacher conference?”

“Tang Lingwu.”

“That’s right. If my mother sees Tang Lingwu, she might come home and praise me for something.”

…

The place where Zheng Fa and Tang Lingwu met was a small pavilion downstairs in the teaching building. There was a stone table and four stone benches in the small pavilion. Zheng Fa put the book on the stone table and asked Tang Lingwu for advice bit by bit. own doubts.

Tang Lingwu was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt, turning the ink pen unconsciously with her right hand, and supporting her head with the other hand. She frowned and thought about Zheng Fa’s questions from time to time, and then gave her own opinions.

To be honest, Tang Lingwu’s level is not as good as that of Old Man Bai, so many questions still need to be asked at Old Man Bai’s house.

But for Zheng Fa, the effect is not bad – Old Man Bai is used to teaching geniuses, and as a result, it is sometimes difficult for him to understand where Zheng Fa finds it difficult. This lack of understanding is often accompanied by very heart-breaking questions: “This Want to talk about something else?”

Tang Lingwu is better. After all, she is also talented and can sometimes empathize with Zheng Fa’s problems.

In addition, her temperament is not as impatient as that of old man Bai. If we also consider the difference in appearance between the two.

This learning experience is much better.

Even if we only talk about college entrance examination mathematics, where the gap between Old Man Bai and Tang Lingwu is not so big, Tang Lingwu has been more helpful to Zheng Fa.

Zheng Fa looked through the questions he had written down and found that he had asked almost all of them, so he looked at Tang Lingwu hesitantly:

“I have something I want to ask you for help with.”

Tang Lingwu raised her head and looked at him doubtfully.

“I want to understand the physical differences between us.”

“…” Tang Lingwu narrowed her eyes slightly, stared at Zheng Fa for half a minute, and then said, “It’s in the biology textbook.”

“Um, you misunderstood. I just want to know if I am the only one in this world who can cultivate the Spiritual Crane Body.”

When he came to the modern world this time, Zheng Fa was even more sure of one thing – the energy he had developed into the “Spiritual Crane Body” was still in his body, but the feeling of that strange power in the void was gone.

According to Zheng Fa’s previous thoughts, “The Body of the Crane” should be easy for modern people to master. After all, there are documentaries and videos. But no matter how Tang Lingwu and Old Man Bai visualized it, they didn’t feel the slightest sensation in their bodies.

Then think of the fairy magic in the Xuanwei world, but not in this world.

The most natural guess is that there is no so-called aura in this world.

But there is another possibility: Zheng Fa’s body is different from that of people in this world, so only he can practice it successfully.

Tang Lingwu looked at Zheng Fa with suspicion, and Zheng Fa tried his best to show an upright expression.

“How to try?”

“Just place the pine and crane piles and visualize them.”

Tang Lingwu stood up and put on the posture of a pine crane. Zheng Fa stood behind Tang Lingwu and said, “I’m sorry.”

He gently placed his fingers on Tang Lingwu’s back, on the upper half of her spine.

Tang Lingwu’s body trembled.

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“What’s wrong?”

“itch.”

“If you have any discomfort, just tell me.”

Zheng Fa said something, closed his eyes and carefully sent his energy into Tang Lingwu’s body.

He didn’t have much energy to begin with, and he didn’t dare to send out too much. He only dared to pass a wisp cautiously, for fear of hurting Tang Lingwu in an accident.

When he thought about it, if there was anything in this world that contained spiritual energy, it would be his own body and energy.

Of course, it was impossible for him to dissect Tang Lingwu to see the physical differences between the two.

You can’t cut a piece of meat and feed it to Tang Lingwu.

I can only try to use my strength to try.

Zheng Fa only kept his energy on Tang Lingwu’s spine, waiting to see Tang Lingwu’s reaction.

Gradually, Tang Lingwu’s body began to tremble slightly.

Zheng Fa felt that the energy he had sent into Tang Lingwu’s body was gradually beating.

The frequency is exactly the same as when he practiced “Linghe State of Mind”!

…

In the classroom upstairs, Wang Chen and his classmates crowded together, holding open the window and watching Zheng Fa.

Zheng Fa and Tang Lingwu never thought about avoiding people. They went downstairs just to not let the sound of their discussion affect other people’s study and nap.

“What are you doing?”

“Stand aside and let me see!”

“Don’t you want to read and study?” His deskmate glared at Wang Chen.

“How can a book be as good as sweet love?”

“What’s so beautiful?”

A dazzling reflection appeared on the window, and a barren head appeared behind the two of them.

“Old…teacher!”

Wang Chen and the other two were startled and turned around quickly.

“I heard you two talking in the corridor! You are the loudest in the whole class!” Lao Chen reprimanded with a straight face: “Do you know if you are going to take the exam? Did you study well? How many points can you get? ah?”

Seeing that the two of them were silent, he asked: “What were you two looking at just now?”

Wang Chen moved two steps sideways, trying to cover up.

Old Chen took a deep look at him, pulled his body away, and saw the strange postures of Zheng Fa and Zheng Fa.

“What are they doing?”

Old Chen said quietly.

“Um, Zheng Fa said that he was seeking advice from Tang Lingwu.”

“Are you asking for advice?” Old Chen’s face was as cold as frost, and his voice was full of anger: “I would like to know, what kind of knowledge is so tricky that it needs to be transmitted through physical contact?”

(End of chapter)