Chapter 22 Chapter Twenty Two

That night, when I woke up, I found that there was an old woman chattering in front of me, and when I took a closer look, it was Aunt Tiger who was lecturing. Weird, why am I here? Ah yes!Later, when Sister Xinxin kept asking Sonic Man about his machine in the fried chicken shop, my soul didn't know where it sank. "The three of you, especially Ke Luo, once your Xinxin is gone, you will get worse. You will skip classes every three days, disappear, and despise the free education courses that the government has worked so hard to arrange for you. You all become wild children! Sui Wei Is this the purpose of the orphanage to teach you!" Aunt Hu slapped the sandalwood table hard, furious.

"We are wild children that no one wants!" Jian Han muttered secretly. Watching Aunt Tiger repeating the spiritual lectures I had heard a million times, what I thought of was the expression on Sister Xinxin's face when she enthusiastically asked about my biggest idol. Later, Sister Xinxin took us to visit the university she was studying at. When I visited her dormitory, my body was always empty. The words Jianhan, Keluo, and Sister Xinxin chatted easily penetrated my body word by word. , In the end, he didn't even have a memory of when he returned to the orphanage. It turns out that the soul really has weight, and it is very heavy. Once the soul is blown out from the heart through the nostrils, a person will become so light and light, so light that he does not even know that he exists.

"You have to love yourself, and if you want others to think highly of you, you must study hard. Like Xinxin, although she used to be playful, Xinxin is very self-motivated. Listen to me and try to memorize the textbooks..." The more Aunt Hu talked, the more she enjoyed herself, and she sprayed my face with saliva. Dean Hu Auntie is still the same. The solution to any problem is to study hard, as if all the truths in the world are hidden in a thick pile of books. The higher you are, the more fulfilling your life will be. But can this wanton nonsense old woman in front of her convince her that studying hard can win the heart of sister Xinxin?May I?Does studying hard make a man look brave?Is it enough to surpass the Sonic Man who doesn't change his face in the face of armed thugs?There are so many knowledgeable doctors in this city, but there is only one Sonic Man. Can studying really make a person unique?

"Can you?" I asked nonchalantly. Aunt Tiger looked at me in surprise, and so did Jian Han, who was drowsy, and Ke Luo, who was playing with new shoes with her head down. "What can you do?" Aunt Tiger asked. "If I study hard, will Sister Xinxin like me?" I asked seriously. Aunt Hu looked at me blankly and said, "Just study hard and study hard." My clenched fist at that time is still deeply defined today. ※※※※ "I want to get stronger." I said. "Yeah." The lightning geek ignored it, and lit a roll of tobacco in his hand with his finger discharge.

"Can a mortal be strong?" I said, looking at Aristotle lying on the ground. Aristotle stared at me domineeringly, and the dozens of weird scars on his body gave off a cyan light.He is a strong dog, he must not understand my mood. "That will be very hard. You have to be like Batman, wrap your fragile self with an iron shell developed by tens of millions of dollars, and you have to get a dick car like a treasure chest. In the end, Batman in Superman The evaluation magazine is still the last place, and even lost to Tomato Boy." Jianhan expressed his damn opinion. "Love can make a person invincible." I am firm.

"Who said that?" Ke Luo raised his hand. "Late city hero of Boston, love has no enemies." Jianhan answered instead of me. "That's what it is." I looked at my fist. Stranger Lightning just smokes his cigarette and looks into the distance with Aristotle. ※※※※ "bump!" From then on, every punch I hit on the sandbag was so powerful, so resolute and resolute. Just listening to the wailing sound of the sandbag, I knew how solid the things accumulated in the muscles of a sixteen-year-old boy were. Every day when I was in class, I flipped through the mail-order books "One Hundred Reliable Postures of a Boxing King", "Key Analysis of Boxing Superman's Special Moves", and "New Uppercuts You Must Know" After class, I would imitate the punching photos in the book in the corridor to correct my posture and steps, and then I would occasionally skip class and go to the iron house in the back mountain to punch sandbags. Even the often sleepy lightning monsters were amazed at my progress.

On the other hand, every evening at dusk, I can't help but look at the photo of my sister Xinxin, and then run fifty laps around the orphanage, a distance of about 5,000 meters, to train my lung capacity and physical strength, as well as boxing The most important endurance of the hand. Whether it's raining or typhoon, I always uphold the motto "Love can be invincible", making my steps bigger and bigger, until I don't even care about 10,000 meters in the end.When the alkaline and hot sweat made my eyes hard to open, I felt that the "strong" dream was closer to me again.

Before going to bed at night, when Jianhan was lying on the bed and memorizing the police school test bank, I would do push-ups on the cold floor with one hand. Go from five to ten, then from ten to twenty. "To be honest, you really have a way when you torture yourself." Jianhan lay on the bed and read the question bank. "The one who caught up with Sister Xinxin must be me and not you." I said triumphantly, "Because I worked a hundred times harder than you." "Love cannot be obtained through hard work." Jian Han said thoughtfully. That kind of frustrating and stupid words, I heard them in my left ear, immediately flew out of my right ear, and they didn't affect me at all.

Slowly, slowly, standing up with one hand slowly stretched from twenty to an astonishing one hundred, I was already eighteen years old, and the letters from my sister Xinxin had filled the bookcase. So, so the time has come. Jianhan and I carried our simple luggage and stood in front of the orphanage under the orange sunset, watching our footsteps finally get rid of the long slanting shadow of the orphanage. This way, we will never come back to this ghost place again. ※※※※ "You must wait for me outside! Don't leave me behind!" Ke Luo cried until her eyes were swollen.

Seventeen-year-old Ke Luo is the most popular child king in the orphanage. "Wait for you." Jianhan flipped his hair handsomely. "Don't worry, no one can get rid of you." I joked and put Jian Han on the shoulder. Then a new legend is about to be born.