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

The value of these technologies is in the trillions, and the price of these cutting-edge technologies is far cheaper than export prices, all thanks to our country's support and cooperation in developing allies.

Zhang Chaoqiang looked up. Tan Yue wasn't surprised that he knew so much, because the teacher had talked about it in class. But what did that have to do with the ball game?

He continued, "Besides hard power, only our Central Country, with its abundant financial resources, can help us like this. That's why the border country of Babujus has always paid the highest respect to our country."

If you've paid attention to past football matches, you'll notice that we always lose to the Borderlands of Babjus in matches against the Central Kingdom. But this year, perhaps our athletic ability is just too poor; even when our opponents were clearly giving us an easy win, we still conceded a goal…”

[Basic Expression] +1, 100/100, Internal Organ Limit +2

Internal organs 3.97/18

"I never thought this would count as a speech. I've finally accomplished it," Zhang Chaoqiang thought to himself.

"No, that was an own goal, one of our own players scored into our own net," Zhang Huolong added with a smile.

Every year before, Zhang Huolong would watch the games with Zhang Chaoqiang, who was also a fan of the Central National Team.

But year after year, the reality chilled him to the bone. A nation of 20 billion people had to rely on the border country of Babujus, a chaotic nation with only tens of millions of people and constantly embroiled in war between humans and monsters, to concede in order to win the game.

This is simply too absurd.

"That's why the opposing coach had that desperate look on his face..."

It's not that if the other side wins this game, the Central Country won't provide them with weapons this year.

However, the lack of these interpersonal skills might create a slight rift in our future alliance.

"Oh..." Tan Yue opened her mouth wide, as if she understood, but still didn't quite understand.

"Now, the team leaders and factory managers of our production lines occasionally go out to play billiards. Unless others deliberately lose too obviously, they win."

As for me, I deliberately played a back-and-forth game with him, and in the end, I regretfully lost, and then took the opportunity to boast about his ball skills.

Guess what? The manager of another production line recently resigned, and the factory manager is planning to assign it to me. That way, I can get commissions from both production lines!

Zhang Huolong became interested and started talking about the importance of interpersonal relationships.

As they were talking, Old Chen called out, "Hurry up, dinner's ready!"

In a daze, Zhang Huolong suddenly realized that these things were too early for the children, and that Zhang Chaoqiang was so smart that he could see through many things at such a young age, so he didn't need to worry about him at all.

And his concern is useless...

After the meal, Shen Qiangwei solemnly took out a beautifully wrapped gift box.

"Tan Yue, this is a gift from Chaoqiang!"

When Tan Yue opened it, she found a pink crossbody bag with a small white bear with a red outline sewn on it.

"Wow, really? Thank you!"

"It's fake, how would I remember your birthday?" Zhang Chaoqiang turned his head, trying to break free from Tan Yue's big bear hug.

This time, it wasn't Shen Qiangwei who helped; it was Zhang Chaoqiang who actually prepared it. However, he was too embarrassed to deliver it in person, so he asked his mother, Shen Qiangwei, to do it for him.

Unexpectedly, this annoying mother still managed to expose me in the end.

Chapter 21 A Strange Family

New semester, new courses.

Finally, amidst the eager anticipation of the students...

The skills course has finally entered a new chapter.

It has evolved from simple movements to movements integrated into the equipment.

Teacher Guan prepared some weapons made of soft plastic, such as knives, swords, and knuckle dusters, for the skills class.

"These weapons are made of plastic and will not harm the human body, but please remember to be careful when using them!"

"understand!"

In the past few weeks of classes, Teacher Guan taught them how to break down their movements and integrate them into the use of weapons and equipment.

This also allows them to get used to the so-called advanced armor in advance.

The advanced battle armor is not only a set of armor that can protect oneself and improve defensive capabilities, it also has its own set of offensive weapon systems to deal with monsters.

These plastic weapons are the armament systems of the simulated armor.

Although it is somewhat rudimentary, it can still teach students something, more or less.

After teaching them the basic techniques and standards over a few weeks, I let them spar freely in a safe environment.

In fact, Zhang Chaoqiang had finally come to understand that the main purpose of skills training was to improve skills through practice.

Improve their physical fitness and physique.

The enlightenment course, on the other hand, aims to enhance one's own inner spiritual power, cultivating students' abilities through both external and internal means.

Although Zhang Chao had forced many of these naughty classmates to behave.

However, it's perfectly normal for students to play around. Plus, Zhang Chaoqiang is usually sunny and cheerful, so his classmates like him a lot and are willing to play with him. It's just that Zhang Chaoqiang might not be so willing.

The same applies to class. Zhang Chaoqiang was clearly practicing on his own, trying to figure out how to use the dagger more discreetly.

In the blink of an eye, Shen Guoqi and several other classmates surrounded Zhang Chaoqiang.

"You audacious little thief, how dare you try to teach me a lesson..."

Zhang Chaoqiang smiled in exasperation. These childish kids were playing role-playing again, and this time they'd dragged him into it too.

"Zhang Chaoqiang, how about we have a competition?"

Shen Guoqi brandished the soft sword in his hand.

Just then, Teacher Guan, who had just returned to the classroom from the corridor, saw Shen Guoqi and the others surrounding Zhang Chaoqiang.

The passage was dangerous, so he used all his strength to rush through.

"No, Zhang Chaoqiang, please don't hit them!"

The tall man, standing at 1.8 meters, grabbed Shen Guoqi and the others, using his body to shield them from Zhang Chaoqiang.

"Zhang Chaoqiang, have they been misbehaving again? In this situation, you should tell the teacher. Don't take action without permission, or you might hurt your classmates, do you understand?"

Zhang Chaoqiang felt that he was a bit neurotic.

"..."

It turned out that Shen Guoqi had playfully fought with him before angrily chasing the others away.

"No matter what, we must be careful and cautious when dealing with Zhang Chaoqiang. We must keep a close eye on him and absolutely prevent any accidents from happening in my class!"

Teacher Guan anxiously pulled at his hair. He was genuinely scared when Zhang Chaoqiang swiftly knocked down the other group.

After discussions with the technical department of Yuhua Martial Arts School, it was determined that the problem with the explosion and damage to the sensing device was not caused by the device itself.

As for whether Zhang Chaoqiang's internal spiritual power actually reached an astonishing three times that of 200P...

They didn't believe it, but they couldn't find any other reason why the internal spiritual energy sensing device, which had been used for ten years without any abnormalities, would undergo such a drastic change.

So the people from Yuhua Martial Arts School suggested adjusting the range to around 600 and trying again.

This time, it was Principal Liu, Cheng Wen, and those senior technical staff.

They refused to listen to anything anymore.

"Let's cut our losses..." Principal Liu's voice was filled with helplessness and a sense of weariness.

The group gained a great deal from this experience.

They gained a shadow that could potentially accompany them for life...

In addition, Zhang Chaoqiang felt that the refined and easy-going Chinese language teacher, Wang Zihan, might have a powerful background.

Because he had just been transferred here, he became the homeroom teacher of Class 1.

At the same time, they also took on the responsibility of comprehensively supervising Zhang Chaoqiang.

After a semester of supervision and observation, he found Zhang Chaoqiang to be both outstanding and strange.

He used to be enthusiastic about giving speeches during the flag-raising ceremony on Mondays, but one day he suddenly refused to go up there no matter what.

He, who used to complain about some bad things in the class, suddenly became taciturn and kept his mouth shut one day.

No, maybe his whole family is strange.

The thing that impressed him the most:

At the parent-teacher conference for the second semester of fourth grade, the author of the book "Gratitude to Parents" came to Yuhua Elementary School to promote it and gave a heartfelt speech on the stage...

"Think about your parents, how hard they work, worrying about your studies and your upbringing..."

"But what about you? How do you repay your parents with your actions? By playing games? By not paying attention in class? By being immature?"

Have you ever thought about how hard our parents work? Have you ever thought about how good they are to you, and how you repay them?

"As children of parents, we should care for, be considerate of, and be grateful to our parents. Let's ask ourselves, have we done this?"

"Answer me loudly: Have you students been filial to your parents, grateful to your parents, and considerate of your parents?"

“No…” the students sobbed softly, their eyes red-rimmed.

"I can't hear you, and neither can your parents!"

"No!" the students shouted, tears streaming down their faces.

"Now, you should turn around, hug your parents tightly, and tell them that you love them."

Do you love your parents?

"like!"

The entire audience was moved to tears. Students, with tears of regret streaming down their faces, hugged their parents tightly, creating a heartwarming scene.

Only...

"hey-hey…"

"Hahaha…"

Zhang Chaoqiang and his family sat in the last row of Class 1, Grade 4.

That's hilarious, so funny!