At 11 o'clock in the evening, Yang Guang dragged his exhausted body home to rest.

The apartment building where Yang Guang's family lives is an old house, called Guiyuan Building, with a total of 160 floors.

Since humans are concentrated in metropolitan areas and have a high population density, such skyscrapers are the most common buildings. Currently, the world's tallest building exceeds 300 floors, more than 1,400 meters.

This small apartment building has more than 3,000 households, with large and small apartment types.

Yang Guang’s house has the smallest type, which was bought by his parents when they first got married. They bought a 31-story house. The light on the lower floor house is poor and the price is relatively cheap.

After coming out of the old elevator, taking out the key and opening the door, Yang Guang found that the whole family had not been sleeping yet and was watching TV in the living room.

This is not common. Usually, at this time, except for dad or mom, waiting for him to come back, everyone else is basically asleep.

My parents and elder brother get up very early to go to work, and my sister also needs to study, so she usually goes to bed early.

What's going on today?

Yang Guang looked at them with some confusion, but found no abnormalities.

When his mother Lin Yufen saw Yang Guang coming back, she got up from the sofa and went to the kitchen to warm up the soup for her son.

Because Yang Guang exercises every day, his family has to prepare some supplements for him and drink them three times a day.

I drink it once in the morning, take it to school for lunch, and drink it again when I go home at night.

If you do not replenish your body, your body will be unable to bear it if you consume a lot of physical energy every day.

Therefore, the saying that it is very reasonable to be poor in literature and wealthy in martial arts.

Fortunately, Yang Guang chose the guns and his physical consumption was not very large, so it would be almost done if he took some ordinary supplements.

Even so, the family's expenses are now spent more than half on Yang Guang.

"Come back? How is the training today?"

His father Yang Zhiming took off his glasses and moved his eyes from the TV series to Yang Guang.

Yang Zhiming was still very concerned about his son's training. In the first two years, as long as the factory did not work overtime, he would accompany his son to train.

At that time, I felt so distressed when I watched my son train with those heavy guns every day.

However, his son is particularly hard-working and has amazing perseverance. Yang Zhiming is still quite proud of this.

He also feels that this child will have a promising future.

While taking off the backpack and putting it in place, Yang Guang replied to his father: "It's pretty good. I've shot it today."

"Oh?" Yang Zhiming turned around and asked in surprise: "So, have you passed the first level of Mr. Lin?"

"Yeah, it's passed." Yang Guang answered lightly, sat on the narrow sofa, and touched the head of his sister beside him.

The elder brother Yang Tian came over and punched Yang Guang, and said happily: "Good boy, that's not bad!"

They all knew how perverted the training that Lao Lintou had prepared for Yang Guang was so strict that almost the whole family was worried that Yang Guang would not last for a few days.

At the beginning, when Yang Guang went home every day, his arms were swollen, especially his wrists, which looked like they were deformed.

When he got home, Yang Guang insisted on using ice cold compress, while Yang Zhiming gritted his teeth to help his son knead and massage. Yang Guang insisted on enduring such torture.

Moreover, this persistence lasted for six years, and today it finally achieved its true fruits. How could the family be unhappy?

My sister Yang Ying responded to Yang Guang with an elbow strike, and her face was both happy and proud, "I said that my second brother can do it, how about it, I'm right."

Yang Zhiming asked again: "How is the shooting results?"

"The shooting accuracy is very good." Yang Guang said honestly, he was not very modest to his family. "If you only look at shooting skills, you should be enough to get into the gun major."

Yang Zhiming nodded with relief: "It's very good, but don't put too much pressure on yourself. It's okay if you can't pass the exam."

"Dad, what are you talking about?" Yang Ying seemed to be a little disliked when she heard Yang Zhiming's words.

"The second brother is definitely fine. Otherwise, we will bet, the loser will wash the bowl for a month."

Yang Tian also joined in the fun and said with a smile: "I raise the bet... how about half a year?"

"Hahaha...you guys..." Yang Zhiming picked up the teacup and said with a smile: "If my second child gets into the martial arts department, I will just wash it for a year... no, I'll be happy to wash the bowl for ten years."

Yang Ying pushed Yang Guang with her elbow, looking like she had succeeded in the conspiracy, "Second brother, you heard it, it all depends on you now."

But Yang Guang looked at his father and said, "You shouldn't play so big."

To be honest, Yang Guang is very confident that he can be admitted to Wuke University now. He feels that his father is too full of words. His father usually hates the most in washing dishes, and Yang Guang is a little unbearable.

"It seems that the second brother is very confident this time. Look at his eyes..." When Yang Tian heard Yang Guang's tone, he immediately realized that the second brother seemed to be in a particularly relaxed mood today.

Yang Zhiming also discovered this, which made him very excited, but his face was not revealed, for fear of adding pressure to Yang Guang.

The Yang family has never had a warrior for so many generations, but Yang Zhiming's three children are all very good, and they all have hope of a carp jumping over the dragon gate.

So Yang Zhiming made up his mind early on that as long as the children have this idea, he will definitely try his best to support him.

Even if he is exhausted or in debt, he cannot bury the talents and dreams of these children.

Yang Zhiming recalled that when he was young, he also wanted to get into martial arts subjects and was full of ambitions.

Although he failed the exam in the end, he had tried his best to win. Although he was regretful, he had no complaints in his life.

He knew how much psychological pressure was for a child who wanted to take the martial arts subject, so he didn't want to increase the pressure on Yang Guang.

Yang Zhiming laughed, put down the teacup and touched his pocket, and stood up.

This is a smoking addiction, and you have to go to the kitchen to smoke.

The three siblings were watching a boring TV show and chatting, when the light suddenly went out.

Why is the power outage...

Just when Yang Guang was wondering, my mother walked into the living room with a birthday cake full of candles in her hand.

"Happy birthday...Happy birthday..."

In addition to Yang Guang, the family sang birthday songs at the same time.

Birthday? Yang Guang then remembered that today was his birthday.

No wonder the family hasn't even gone to bed so late. It turns out that they are waiting for themselves to go home to celebrate their birthday.

After singing on his birthday, Yang Ying shouted loudly: "Birthday's birthday boy quickly make a wish and blow the candle!"

Looking at the beautiful cake in front of him, Yang Guang's eyes were a little red.

He couldn't help but sigh that this was the sixth year he had come to this world and had been caring and favored by his family. Now he finally has hope to repay them.

I hope I can become a warrior and improve my family's lives.
Chapter completed!