Chapter 27 is just a joke

  (ps: This is the second chapter today, I'm exhausted, struggling with that problem all day, collapsing now, it's almost 12 o'clock, after 12 o'clock the list will be updated, begging for various data to rush up the list! Our new book ranking is 13th, just a little bit away from getting on the list, just lacking everyone's strong support by a little bit.)

  "Bang!"

  A moment later, Yang Mingxuan, who was still calm and natural, suddenly slammed his phone on the table with a loud bang, and looked to one side with a dark face. "Are you sure this is his number?"

  No, originally thought it would be a relatively easy thing to handle, but as a result of making three or four phone calls, no one answered, which made him somewhat annoyed.

  "It's really true, or should I hit a few more? Maybe there's something going on over there." The young man nodded hastily, and his words also carried a hint of inquiry.

  "No need, I'll try again." The middle-aged man suppressed his anger and continued to dial the number. As he dialed, he took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. This time, the call finally went through, and the middle-aged man was overjoyed. He laughed loudly and said, "Guo Shao, I hope I'm not disturbing you. I'm Yang Mingquan, Ming Jie's father. Ha! I heard that you and Ming Jie had some disagreements. It's my fault for not teaching him well, and I've ruined your mood. How about this? I'll book a table at Jing Tai Ge, and I hope you can give me the chance to apologize in person."

  But as he was laughing, Yang Ming's face suddenly sank, and he stood up, grabbed his phone and slammed it to the ground again. "Damn, really thinks he's a big shot! I've already given him enough face!"

  "Director Yang, calm down, calm down." A young man on one side hastily came forward to comfort him.

  But this time, Yang Mingquan slapped the other person, "Calm down, I've been very restrained, okay? This afternoon, my son was beaten, and the one who was threatened to roll out of school was also my son. Now, he's still giving me a cold sentence that he's busy and hung up the phone. Am I the boss or is he the boss? Get Yang Jiu over here."

  "Director Yang!" The young man was suddenly shocked.

  "Go if you want to go, what's the point of talking!" Yang Mingquan scolded again, his anger growing.

  He really didn't want to get too stiff with the other party, and he was also very considerate of the county party secretary who was in charge of him, so he had already restrained himself a lot. But Guo Zhengyang was really too arrogant, and it was time to give that kid some color to see. After all, the county party secretary was Guo Zhengyang's father, not Guo Zhengyang himself.

  A young master may have caused trouble outside, but it's not necessarily the case that the old man at home will bail him out; it also depends on the situation.

  He Yang's family didn't have to plead with the county party secretary in a humble manner.

  This rotten kid doesn't know his place, really thinks he's something big?

  Just trick him once, grasp his weakness, and he won't dare bring the matter back home for help.

  ………

  In Yanhe County, Yang was furious and smashed his phone to the ground in the county town, but Guo Zhengyang was overjoyed.

  It was already around 6 or 7 pm, and the test papers from yesterday's exam had also been handed out for two subjects. So he really didn't have time to deal with the phone call just now. At first, when he saw it was an unfamiliar number, he couldn't be bothered to answer it. It wasn't until the other party called multiple times that his mobile phone kept vibrating in his pocket that he finally picked up.

  And the scores of these two subjects were also the source of his laziness in dealing with those annoying things.

  Math test paper, 78 points, English test paper, 90!!

  Another week of hard study, his progress is still great, math can be ignored, this most difficult subject Guo Zhengyang has no way, can only slowly learn, slowly research, but compared to last week also made progress of more than 10 points, and the English score actually reached the passing line, really couldn't help him from being surprised.

  Three weeks ago, he was almost completely ignorant of these things, because what he had known before had been forgotten. In just three weeks, even if he worked day and night, it would be equivalent to a month and a half of hard work for an ordinary student. The fact that he could make such obvious progress in such a short time still greatly encouraged Guo Zhengyang.

  "I should also thank the foundation laid in my previous life, although that foundation was very rotten and almost forgotten. I had to relearn everything from scratch, but as I learned, I could vaguely recall some fuzzy impressions from my memory. If it were a completely blank start, I wouldn't have made such progress in just three weeks. Give me a few more months, and I'm sure I'll do even better."

  In the midst of his excitement, Guo Zhengyang did have some feelings of nostalgia. Although he said that he had forgotten all his knowledge and was starting from scratch, this situation was still different from completely starting from a blank slate.

  His English may be poor, but yes, no and other simple sentences are still very clear, and he is familiar with the 26 letters. This is after all the result of many years of study in his previous life. There is a big difference between him and students who are truly encountering English for the first time. Even if memories are vague, it's easier to recall them than for someone who has never been exposed to them before. For example, if an ordinary college graduate who hasn't touched English in many years were to go back to school to learn English again, even though he may not have used it in a long time, he would still find it easier to pick up than a young child who is just starting to recognize the letters. As long as he studies diligently and memorizes, recalling knowledge isn't particularly difficult if his brain is somewhat clever.

  Otherwise, even with three weeks of hard study day and night, it would be impossible to make such progress.

  With the test paper in hand, Guo Zhengyang quickly immersed himself in his studies again. What was correct and why, what was wrong and where it went wrong - all these needed to be studied overnight, and he wouldn't waste any time at all.

  Time slipped away quietly until it was midnight again, and the classroom was left with only one person. It wasn't until then that Guo Zhengyang prepared to go out for some fresh air. However, after walking out of the classroom, he suddenly discovered a figure leaning against the wall at the staircase entrance, smoking. The cigarette's tip glowed brightly in the darkness.

  Guo Zhengyang looked at him in surprise, still puzzled, and the figure suddenly extinguished his cigarette and walked up with a smile. "Guo Shao, I'm Yang Jiu, Yang Mingjie's older brother."

  Guo Zhengyang furrowed his brow and glanced at Yang Jiu, very calmly.

  "I really didn't expect that the great Guo Shao's skills are actually not bad, and with one kick, Ming Jie was sent flying." Yang Jiu walked a few steps in front of Guo Zhengyang, his body perfectly hidden in the shadow of the lamp light inside the fifth class classroom.

  Guo Zhengyang still didn't say a word, he just quietly looked on.

  Yang Jiu smiled again, opening his mouth slowly and calmly. "My intention this time is very simple, I just want to plead for Ming Jie. He was beaten by Guo Shao and it's what he deserved, but if he just quits school like this, it's a bit of a waste. Why don't we just let things go? I can guarantee that he won't bother Guo Shao in the campus again, hoping Guo Shao will spare him."

  "What if I say no?" It wasn't until then that Guo Zhengyang smiled, but his words were somewhat chilly.

  In the afternoon, he beat Yang Mingjie and said that the other party could check his background before making any decisions. He was afraid that after beating Yang Mingjie, others would come to cause trouble for him. However, he did not expect that even if the Yang family had investigated his background, they would still continue to harass him, especially when Yang Jiu spoke in a tone that seemed more like a warning than a plea.

  It's best to let this matter rest with Guo Zhengyang.

  If he were an ordinary black boss, he shouldn't have such arrogance, did he underestimate the Yang family?

  And hurriedly driving Yang Mingjie out of the high, indeed not just because in the afternoon Yang Mingjie wanted to hit him he did so, this sentence since he said it would not easily take back.

  "It can't be helped, I'll have to ask Guo Shao to go back and slowly discuss this matter. Although Guo Shao has some skills, you'd better not be too arrogant, knowing that there's a sky beyond the sky and people beyond people." In Guo Zhengyang's cold smile, Yang Jiu also laughed loudly, with a very radiant smile.

  With a laugh, Guo Zhengyang's expression also became more playful. In fact, he too discovered that Yang Jiu's footsteps were light and his breathing was somewhat fierce, not like an ordinary person. However, he didn't sense any spiritual energy fluctuations from Yang Jiu, so this shouldn't be a cultivator, just someone with good martial skills in the secular world. At least, the Yang Jiu before him didn't give him any feeling of threat.

  "Are you sure?" With a playful expression, Guo Zhengyang was actually also somewhat depressed.

  Yang Jiu shouldn't be a big threat to him, but he really underestimated the dark influence of the Yang family. In the county town, there are few who dare to strongly invite him back.

  "I'm sure that there's a good show waiting for you at home, after that show, we'll just be friends. You won't tell Secretary Guo about this either! As long as Secretary Guo doesn't know, everything will be easy to handle." Yang Jiu smiled again, but suddenly flashed his body, crouching like a hunting leopard, and pounced on Guo Zhengyang, his right fist stabbing straight at Guo's abdomen like the sharp claws of a mountain leopard.

  This speed was very fast, but Guo Zhengyang was even faster. When Yang Jiu pounced forward, Guo Zhengyang bent his knee and struck Yang's fist with the top of his knee, making a loud noise that sent Yang's body flying backward. Guo Zhengyang took a step forward, quickly reached out to grab Yang's shoulder, and lifted him into mid-air before slamming him to the ground.

  With a loud crash, Yang Jiu was directly smashed into a mess, and Guo Zhengyang coldly sneered, "You think you can invite me back with your level of skill?"

  In the afternoon, Yang Mingjie was beaten up. At that time, Guo Zhengyang had already shown a certain level of skill, but Yang Mingjie was just an ordinary child after all. The skills he showed were also very limited, and they were only slightly stronger than those of an average person. Otherwise, if he had used his full strength to kick him once, he could have kicked Yang Mingjie to death with one kick.

  So even if the Yang family already knew that he was stronger than an ordinary person, with good martial arts skills, and had deliberately sent someone with good martial arts skills over, they probably didn't expect in their wildest dreams that Guo Zhengyang's martial arts skills were not just a little bit stronger than those of an ordinary person, but far surpassed them.

  This Yang Jiu is about the same level as those three bandits from last week.

  Still want to force him to go back? It's simply a joke.

  Yang Jiu on the ground suddenly lifted his head with this sentence, looking at Guo Zhengyang with a face as if he had seen a ghost.

  Yes, there is a big difference between what I expected and reality.

  Although they knew that in the afternoon, Guo Zhengyang kicked Yang Mingjie flying with one foot, but after Yang Mingjie went back, he didn't suffer much injury, and it only hurt for a while before getting better. So they thought that Guo Zhengyang was like those who had practiced some Taekwondo or Jeet Kune Do, plus having some brute force, but this expectation really differed greatly from reality.