Chapter 111: Sting

? When I woke up, the test paper had been taken away by the teacher.
When I looked up, everyone in the classroom was gone. I hurried to the martial arts gym.
"Huang Jingyang!" Teacher Zhao's voice appeared behind me.
I have an urge to run.
"Huang Jingyang, if you dare to run, I will visit your home today. I know where you live." Teacher Zhao said loudly.
I had to stop.
"Let's talk about it, what are you doing recently? Why did you fall asleep even after the exam?" Teacher Zhao felt that she should take care of me. In fact, I hope she ignores me.
"Ms. Zhao, I really have nothing to do. I wait until I finish the problem before going to bed." I simply told the truth.
"Huang Jingyang, if you don't tell the truth, I'll just ask your sister." Teacher Zhao said impatiently.
"Okay. I didn't want to say it at first. Everyone thinks that I am smart to achieve such good grades. In fact, I pay a lot more than others. Every time in the dead of night, I always hide under the covers and read books. . I pay one point for a reward. It is because I pay so much that my grades will be so good. I hope to win the praise of my sister. Teacher Zhao, will you keep this secret for me?
I paused, The atmosphere is more sad.
Teacher Zhao's eyes reddened with tears, and he nodded to me: "Huang Jingyang, you are finally willing to tell the truth. The teacher promised you that this secret will be the secret that we both keep together."
Looking at the pure emotions of Teacher Zhao, I wanted to tell the truth several times, but I was worried that even if I told the truth, Teacher Zhao might not believe it. Maybe it is the best choice to keep this lie in my heart.
"Have you rested?" Teacher Zhao asked gently.
I nodded, feeling guilty.
"Aren't you still going to the martial arts hall? Go ahead." Teacher Zhao said.
"Teacher Zhao, don't worry about me, I have been used to it for so many years." I regretted it even more after I finished speaking.
Because of Teacher Zhao, because of my simple sentence. Tears were already streaming out. Teacher Zhao turned around and waved to me. She didn't want others to see her weak side.
I know I can’t stay, or it will get chaotic.
When I arrived, the martial arts hall had already fallen out.
"I just don't agree! You are not a coach. Why should I listen to you? You are a fat man, not my opponent at all. I only listen to someone who is stronger than me. I won't listen to you a fat man." A stubborn voice From the martial arts hall.
"The coach has arranged me to train your most basic things. There are nearly 100 people in the martial arts gym. If everything has to be arranged by the coach. Even if the coach is exhausted, I can't be too busy. I am your senior. The coach has arranged me to take charge of your basic training, and you have no reason not to follow my arrangement." This voice is fat.
"I just don't listen to you. How about it? We have the ability to compete!" The man seemed to see that the fat man had no practical action, and said more arrogantly.
"You!" The fat man was very angry, but he always tolerated it.
"Stop talking, the coach is here!" I don't know who ran in to report.
When I walked into the martial arts hall, the martial arts hall was silent.
"What's the matter? I seemed to hear the liveliness here just now. Why is it so quiet all at once?" I scanned the past one by one, and immediately bowed his head wherever I went, not daring to look at me. I finally fixed my gaze on Fatty.
"Fatty. Come here."
The fat man walked up to me nervously. He could already tell that I was a little angry today.
"Fatty, a cultivator. What is the most important thing?" I asked. The atmosphere at this time is very strange. My voice is very deep, but my voice is very immature.
"It's hard work," said the fat man, but his eyes fluttered a little and he dared not look at me.
"No, hard work is very important, but not the most important. I think the most important thing for a cultivator is to be fearless. Cultivation is against the sky. You have to go against the sky. If you are afraid of shrinking, how can you talk about cultivation? The way of longevity, confidence, and fearlessness. As if the front is a deep abyss. The mundane retreats, but my generation has never moved forward. If the front is the abyss, I will level the abyss!" This is the result of my recent reading of Taoism.
I'm talking about fat guys, but I actually targeted everyone in the martial arts hall. What I said actually didn't fully understand it myself. But it is very appropriate to take it out. Because I said this. It completely suppressed everyone.
"Fat man, do you know what went wrong now?" I asked.
"I shouldn't hold back. If he wants to compete, I will compete with him. Even if I can't beat him, I will overpower him. You! Come out! Don't you want to compete with me? I will compete with you!" The fat man pointed to the crowd. One person said.
"Just come out, who is afraid of whom?" The boy who had been fighting the fat man before stood up. The boy stood up. I recognized that this boy was specifically mentioned by Teacher Zhao, Wu Junye, the grandson of the old principal.
"Aren't you trying to compete with me? I promised you!" said the fat man.
"Don't think I'll be afraid of you when the coach comes back. Fatty, I won't be merciful to your subordinates. The big deal, I just quit the martial arts gym. Humph!" Although Wu Junye didn't look at me, he meant something. It is clear. If he quits the martial arts hall, this martial arts hall may not continue to exist.
"Humph!" I snorted coldly.
The fat man knew that I was angry, "Dare to come, if you dare to come, don't talk about it!"
Wu Junye tightened the blue taekwondo belt and walked up. Holding a fist and saluting at the fat man. Then he waited for the fat man in an attack position. The posture of this series of actions is still very attractive. The superficial skills of taekwondo are still very good.
The fat man has also practiced and is familiar with these etiquettes, but he did a Chinese-style holding fist salute. All the students spontaneously spread out to the surrounding area, leaving the central venue.
I also stepped aside. Let the two men confront each other.
I stood aside calmly and watched coldly, not caring about the outcome of this competition.
Wu Junye was the first to be unable to restrain himself, and took the lead, and a series of wonderful offenses pressed the Fatty. The students in the original taekwondo class couldn't help applauding.
Although Fatty seemed a little embarrassed, he completely avoided Wu Junye's stormy attack. At first the fat man was a little nervous, but later he became more and more skilled.
Although Wu Junye seemed to be in an advantageous position, he did not score. A series of offensive routines were all used, but they didn't even touch the corners of Fatty's clothes. Wu Junye was originally a boy with irritable personality. I have never been able to bear any setbacks, but now he is so unhappy and his temper is even more grumpy. The attack became more frantic. But the offense became chaotic, naturally exposing a lot of flaws.
Fatty was waiting for this opportunity. He suddenly activated, grabbed one of Wu Junye's legs, dragged him to his side, and directly put Wu Junye on the ground. Fatty's offense is not too particular, and the Taizu Changquan is also nondescript. Sometimes the Taizu Changquan is combined with the Xingyi Wuxingquan and used randomly, but it is very effective. After Fatty's round of attack, Wu Junye was directly knocked out by Fatty.
"Fatty! Stop it!" I quickly stopped. Lessons are enough, but you can't really make any big problems.
The fat man stopped his hands breathlessly. After tidying up some messy clothes, he stood aside.
I saw Wu Junye's eyelids move a little while lying on the ground, and I knew that Wu Junye was lying on the ground pretending to be dead for fear of losing face because he was in a mess just now.
"If you can't win, you will pretend to be dead, and I will take it too." I said disdainfully.
Where can Wu Junye stand up to my aggressive generals, and get up to his feet: "What kind of hero is a sixth-grade student playing a fifth-grade student?"
"When you encounter an enemy in the future, should you ask about your age first?" I questioned Wu Junye.
Wu Junye was shocked by my momentum, and his body shrank. Backed a few steps in a row.
"Are you still unconvinced?" I asked.
"No, no." Wu Junye said.
"If not, you must obey the arrangements of the seniors. Starting today, the five seniors in the martial arts class will carry out basic training every day according to the plan I arranged. If anyone does not want to obey. You can choose to quit ~EbookFREE.me~I Refund all his tuition fees. Is there anyone who wants to withdraw? If yes, stand up by yourself now. Come over tomorrow to collect the refunded tuition fees. Is there any?" I looked around, all the students were worried about being misunderstood by me, and quickly avoided my eyes.
Seeing that no one is planning to quit, I continued: "Since no one wants to quit, that's fine. Continue today's training mission."
There are now dozens of students in the martial arts class, so naturally it is impossible for me to temper every student every day. Only take turns. Only a certain number of people can get my body tempered every day. The Wushu class is completely different from the previous five. Hu Zhenbo and other five people are now in the same position as Huang Shulang in my mind. As long as they can withstand my test, they can finally become my left arm and right arm. For these people, I naturally want to focus on training.
The people recruited at the back of the martial arts hall are just for screening. Only after many tests, will it be possible to enjoy the same treatment as Hu Zhenbo and the others. There is a first-come-first-served basis for everything. Hu Zhenbo and the others can make a choice before, that is, they are more destined.
I have no intention of caring about how others feel. I have an economic relationship of 600 yuan with them. They pay and I give them corresponding training. This is enough. In fact, they got much less than they paid. If they don't even have this understanding, why should I care about their feelings? (To be continued.)