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Zhao An didn't hide anything when he returned home. He told Qin Zhu and Zhao Danchong what had happened today, and that he only wanted to get close to Zeng Wen's bar. Of course, he also told him about the drug dealer.

"Little An, how dare you!" When Qin Zhu heard this, his heart skipped a beat. Even those who could tell at a glance that their son was not missing an arm or a leg could not help but pat his arm. Only after looking at it carefully did they relax.

"Son, if you don't say that you're right and wrong when you do this, then you must have a sense of propriety. However, you must know that we don't care about what happens to Ceng Wen, but if you make a mistake, what will happen to our parents? " Zhao Dagong said earnestly, "Don't do this again in the future. No matter what, your safety is the most important. Don't mention your current level, even if it's a good deed for you, you still have to ensure your own safety."

"I know, I won't." Zhao An said guiltily. He knew this was something he had to do, but he did not want to worry his parents.

Qin Zhu and Zhao Dagong spent more than an hour educating their son before Zhao An returned to his room.

Zhao An rubbed his ears. Even though he could understand his parents' feelings and know that this kind of nagging should be cherished and cherish by others, he still had to admit that his parents' care and concern sometimes made him feel that he should be more careful when doing things in the future. Especially things that his parents would worry about, it was better for him to not let them know.

Or perhaps it could be said that he should be more mature and show more ability to solve problems on his own, so that they would be more confident in him.

It was getting late. After Zhao An had washed his face and brushed his teeth, he sat on the bed and breathed in and out to recuperate. These days, his mind and consciousness were getting used to his relatively weak body, but he didn't lose any of his sharp reflexes.

In this space, besides choosing combat techniques that were compatible with modern science, Zhao An had also chosen to learn some very mysterious martial arts. At that time, Zhao An only thought that the main purpose of this mysterious martial art was to help him improve his mental state and mental state during his ten years of training in this space. After he had reincarnated, this mysterious martial art would definitely not be able to be applied in the real world. Even the existence of this space itself was not something that the science in Zhao An's memory could explain.

But after his rebirth, when his soul had gradually adapted to his body, the mysterious feeling of cultivation returned. It made Zhao An realize that he could still practice mystical and unexplainable martial arts in the real world.

Therefore, Zhao An recorded everything he knew, not just in his mind. As for why he recorded it, he might want to pass it on to his future wife or son, or perhaps it was just a sense of accomplishment.

Now. Record... It was gone.

After Zhao An was done, he stuffed the notebook into a pile of books. This kind of thing was not suitable for others to see. It would easily lead others to think that he was imagining things.

Zhao An didn't waste his rebirth points on his artistic talent. The only reason he was able to draw such an exquisite picture of a character was because of the strengthening of his memories and various ways of expressing himself that came with those mysterious martial arts.

It was important because he had spent a lot of effort and time. However, it wasn't important because he had lost it. Zhao An could create another notebook without actually losing anything.

However, for others, it was different. Learning this kind of mysterious martial art wasn't something that could be done just by looking at the pictures that Zhao An had copied. This martial art involved a lot of complex Chinese traditional human cognition theories that required these foundations to be accurately and efficiently studied.

Who took his notebook?

Could it be his parents? They'd probably just think their son was old enough to be interested in the opposite sex, steal his notebook, and then choose not to talk to him about it, in order to save his son's face and take care of his adolescent pride.

If it was his parents, then it would be fine. After all, they would not go train.

However, this possibility was too small, because Qin Zhu and Zhao Dagong would never go through Zhao An's books.

Ye Luoluo? Ye Luoluo was even more clueless. If Ye Luoluo found out about this, she would have definitely thrown away her notebook after she flipped open the book and cried out in alarm with a red face. Then, she would have come to settle the score with him.

Thinking about the people who had entered his room, there was no doubt that the only suspect was Li Qingge.

No wonder Li Qingge's attitude towards him these past few days was very different from before. Just when he felt that their relationship had improved after going through some common experiences together, Li Qingge showed an attitude that she didn't want to bother with him. She stayed away from him most of the time and seemed to be full of energy, preparing to deal with him at some point in time.

Zhao An patted his forehead. He remembered that although Li Qingge would look at other people's things for the reasons of caring about their mental health and studying discipline, she would not take their things for no reason. It seemed that he had gone overboard with his show, causing Li Qingge to look at him in a new light, causing her to be very curious towards him, making him feel more mysterious in her eyes.

Girls were all creatures of intense curiosity, and Li Qingge was no exception. It was just that she was different from other girls. Li Qingge was more dedicated and would translate her motives into practical actions.

When her curiosity was strong to a certain degree, she would be overshadowed by a lot of considerations. Therefore, it should have been when she came to her house for dinner that night, she found that notebook while he was not around … As for the reason why he took it away, it was because he wanted to make use of Ye Xiao's weakness!

However, after so long, Li Qingge still hadn't revealed a proud look from her grasp on his weakness. There was only one possibility, and that was that she had discovered that the things recorded in that notebook weren't used for evidence. Instead, it was related to some mysterious reason that she believed was related to Zhao An.

After analyzing the situation, Zhao An felt that he was not wrong.

How could he take the notebook back from Li Qingge's hands? The next morning, Zhao An went to buy a meat bun as he thought about this question.

It would be a dream if he wanted Li Qingge to return it to him on his own accord. It wouldn't be easy to get it back from her. Zhao An wasn't stingy, nor was he worried that Li Qingge would learn to deal with him … What he was worried about was that Li Qingge would cause trouble from his own research.

"Brother An!" Do you know that you were wrong!? "

When he came back to his senses, he realized that Ye Luo was angrily standing in front of him. Her soft lips were pursed, and her cheeks were puffed up. Her ponytail was swaying, and her hands were at her waist.

"Wrong your head." Zhao An hit Ye Luoluo on the forehead, then casually stuffed a meat bun into her mouth.

"Ah... "Ah …" Ye Luoluo hurriedly opened her mouth and bit into the meat bun. Zhao An had actually loosened his grip on the meat bun while he was stuffing it into her mouth. Ye Luoluo was completely unable to accept the fact that her favorite meat bun had fallen onto the ground.

Zhao An couldn't help but laugh when he saw Ye Luoluo's mouth was stuffed with a meat bun. He put his arm around her shoulders and walked forward no matter how anxious she was.

Ye Luoluo quickly ate half of the meat bun and was finally able to speak. She said angrily, "This morning, Auntie Qin told my mother about what happened last night. You still don't want to admit that you were wrong!"

"My parents and I have already admitted our wrongs, do you still want me to admit it in front of you?" Zhao An laughed loudly. "Little girl, do you live by the sea?" "It's too broad!"

"Of course! Of course! Of course! If you don't admit your wrongs to me, I will get angry. If I get angry, I will ignore you. Ye Luo said righteously, "Hmph, idiot!"

Zhao An turned his head to the side and looked at the sky. He thought about it very seriously. "Ah, it seems to be like this. Then what should I do now?"

"Hurry up and admit your mistakes, I'll forgive you for not coming back next time!" Ye Luoluo felt that it was his duty to help Auntie Qin and Uncle Zhao manage Zhao An, because Auntie Qin and Uncle Zhao had always said that he was more sensible than her. Furthermore, girls should let boys take less risks and not do such dangerous things.

"Okay, okay!" Zhao An pointed at the dessert shop that was not far away. "In order to express my sincere apologies, I'll buy the dessert for you at noon."

Ye Luoluo shook her body, not wanting to spare him, so she humphed again and thought for a while, "Then you have to send it to our classroom!"

Feeling that he was acting coquettishly when he turned around to look at him shaking his body, Ye Luoluo coughed once more, "Because I have to do my homework at noon, so I don't have time to run over to the third year."

"It's not like we don't have time. Those who are in their first and second year of high school before they reach the third are all to clean the toilet for a week."

Li Qingge said without looking back as she walked past Zhao An and Ye Luoluo.

"What happened to the third year running into the classroom?" Ye Luo was a little pleased with himself.

"It's springtime." Li Qingge snorted disdainfully, completely disdaining to compete with Ye Luo.