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Just when Yan Zheke suspected that all the surrounding sounds had disappeared, her phone vibrated again, and a new message popped up:
"I told her that because you were annoyed by Xie Tianque's entanglement, you randomly grabbed a male classmate who came to visit me as a shield, and you correct your lines yourself."
call! Yan Zheke let out a breath, relaxed, heard the rapid beating of her heart, and felt the blood being spurted out forcefully, pouring into her face.
"Brother! Can't you finish it in one breath? You scared me to death!" She vented her emotions in words.
Lin Que quickly replied:
"I was in the same mood when I received your mother's call."
So let me experience it too? Yan Zheke couldn't laugh or cry, she just felt that her cousin's cold humor was really not something normal people could bear.
"..." She expressed her feelings with six ellipses.
Lin Que said to himself, "If your mother attaches great importance to this matter, she may fly over to see you directly. You should pay attention to speaking with the people around you, and don't get close to Lou Cheng in places where you can easily be found."
"It's really possible..." Yan Zheke thought about her mother's character and style, and almost gasped, "Brother, you look very experienced, you can think of all of this!"
Lin Que only replied with three words:
"I am smart."
The corner of Yan Zheke's mouth twitched, and she typed quickly: "But I'm not stupid, I score higher than you in every IQ test!"
"Love makes people stupid." Lin Que said concisely, and then stuffed the phone into his pocket.
"..." Yan Zheke restrained her mood, thinking about countermeasures in her mind, feeling a little scared, a little lucky, and a little frustrated.
After a while, Lou Cheng regained his energy, opened his eyes, got up and practiced the routine, and moved the muscles and fascia a little bit, so that they are gradually in the best state.
Seeing her boyfriend's soothing and graceful movements, Yan Zheke felt a little melancholy.
Should I tell Cheng Zi about this
The most important thing for two people to be together is honesty and communication. It seems that it is not good to hide it from him...
But if you tell him, he will definitely blame himself, think that he has not done enough, and propose to go to Tiantongguan for a date, and this will aggravate the feeling of "underground love", and he will probably feel uncomfortable...
While hesitating and struggling, Lou Cheng finished his warm-up, looked back, and said in a low voice with some doubts: "Ke Ke, what are you thinking?"
Yan Zheke pushed all her emotions into the bottom layer, smiled and said, "Thinking about your bad things~!"
"What's wrong with me? I'm such an honest child." Lou Cheng smiled and sat next to the girl.
"Does it count as getting thicker?" Yan Zheke asked with a low laugh.
After talking with Chengzi, my mood seems to have improved... And I, who only hide from my parents and never lie, actually started thinking about lying... Am I getting deeper and deeper...
Lou Cheng chatted with Yan Zheke for a while, only to realize that Lin Que had already arrived, and when he nodded his head to say hello, he suddenly noticed that his brother-in-law seemed a little different from before.
Lin Que before was silent, restrained, and stern, but now he has a more "quiet" taste, quiet, calm, peaceful!
Has he touched the edge of the alchemy realm? Lou Cheng guessed thoughtfully, he was not only happy for his uncle, but also had more intentions to work hard, and he couldn't let him widen the gap anymore!
As a martial artist, how could he not have the heart to compete for supremacy!
While his thoughts were turning, old man Shi got up and clapped his hands:
"Okay, let's go out!"
"Go and wait for our opponent!"
Lou Cheng, Yan Zheke, Sun Jian and others looked at each other, stretched out their hands familiarly, and then shouted together:
"Must win!"
...
When they stepped out of the locker room, a deafening shout suddenly burst out in their ears:
"Song Da!"
The superposition of two or three thousand voices in the audience created a storm that reverberated in the venue. [oM]
Lou Cheng's body trembled with excitement, and then he heard a new cry:
"Lou Cheng!"
Lou Cheng... They all know my name? Lou Cheng and Yan Zheke looked at each other, their hearts were surging.
Immediately afterwards, a new mountain roar and tsunami came:
"Come on, Lou Cheng!"
As long as the students who flocked to the martial arts venue to watch the battle, as long as they were not the ones who were brought here, they would more or less check the relevant information in advance. From the results of the several rounds of trials, they unexpectedly found that the martial arts club had an extra main force. With one more pillar, and one more rank-less master with a brilliant record, he couldn't help shouting at this time.
This year's Budo Club has a lot of fun!
Whether it's the trials, or the university martial arts meeting in the second half of the year!
The sound hit his ears, Lou Cheng's scalp tingled for a while, and he was so happy that he felt as if he had been beaten with chicken blood. He wished he could rush to the ring and fight Peng Chengguang for 300 rounds.
A scholar dies for his confidant!
He waved his hand in a "reserved" manner, and in return he shouted louder and welcomed him warmer.
Feeling slightly drunk from drinking, he, Yan Zheke and others sat in the home team seats, and heard old man Shi say:
"The order of appearances in the Mingwei Martial Arts Hall has not changed. Gao Rao is still in the lead, Zhang Ying is second, and Peng Chengguang is in charge."
Gao Rao is a first-rank amateur martial artist, and Zhang Ying has a second-rank amateur. Their boxing skills are pretty good, but since Jiuyangquan itself is very ordinary, there is no way to suppress the bottom of the box or the ability to burst out for a short time. Overall, it can be called "" mediocre".
Seeing the referee waving to this side, Sun Jian stood up and smiled at Lou Cheng and the others:
"Don't worry all the time today, I'm afraid I won't be able to play..."
After finishing speaking, he raised his fist, cheered himself up, and walked towards the ring.
At this time, because of the list displayed on the big screen, four new words reverberated in the martial arts venue:
"Sun Jian!"
"come on!"
Sun Jian's blood was boiling when he heard it, and adrenaline seemed to start to secrete.
Instinctively, he wanted to recall the feeling of challenging the big devil in the last game, so as to find the best state, but some things really only broke out under certain circumstances, certain circumstances and conditions, and now If you try again, time has passed and it is difficult to reproduce.
However, he was a bit more barbaric than before, with more fists and kicks and unreasonable words, his pace became faster and faster, and he had already climbed the stone steps.
On the other side, Gao Rao left his seat and walked towards the ring along the "Road of Glory". When he was about to reach the stone steps, he couldn't help but look back at the elder brother who was sitting calmly.
This time, I won't hold back any more! He secretly clenched his fist and gritted his teeth.
In the first three rounds, he failed in all three matches. Even when he was against Team Dream, he lost to Feng Shaokun. He was filled with self-blame all the time, and he didn't want to be a package that dragged down the big brother again. He wanted to explode!
On the stage, Sun Jian and Gao Rao stood facing each other, the referee said solemnly:
"In the fourth round of the selection competition, the Martial Arts Club of Songcheng University will face the Mingwei Martial Arts Hall."
"In the first game, Sun Jian vs. Gao Rao!"
"The three-minute dialogue time begins."
Gao Rao closed his eyes, adjusted his emotions and body, intending to turn a deaf ear to the enemy's words.
Sun Jian himself belongs to the gentle type, with strict family education, and his swearing practice is estimated to be among the last few in the martial arts club. Seeing that his opponent doesn't want to talk to him at this time, he is happy to save worry and effort, and thinks about the next attack.
Tick tock, time passed quickly, the referee raised his right hand and swung it down forcefully:
"start!"
As soon as he heard the words, Sun Jian's thigh muscles, which had been prepared for a long time, bulged, and he sprang forward, using his strength to pounce forward, like a nimble leopard pounced on its prey.
As soon as he approached, he shook his shoulder, stretched out his right arm, spread his five fingers, and grabbed Gao Rao like a bird of prey.
Divide the flowers and brush the willows!
Gao Rao responded cautiously, not giving the opponent a chance to capture, turned his left body to the back, clenched his fist with his right hand, and slammed horizontally, blocking his waist.
But just when he was in contact with "Splitting the Flowers and Brushing the Willows Hand", Sun Jian's left fist seemed to have been prepared for a long time, the muscles swelled, and the electric shot shot out, jumping towards Gao Rao's abdomen like a poisonous snake.
Grabbing with the right hand is false, and punching with the left is real!
This is the attack method that Sun Jian has designed for several days!
Gao Rao's posture was awkward, he could only forcefully move his left arm back, clenched his fist and punched down, and hastily blocked it.
boom!
He didn't use enough force in this block, and was bounced back by Sun Jian's fist. If he hadn't even shrunk his lower abdomen, he would have been even more embarrassed.
And Sun Jian borrowed the rebounding power he could master, twitched his thigh, kicked his right foot with a slap, and unleashed Blizzard's twenty-four blows "Storm and Snow"!
Seeing this scene, Peng Chengguang sighed:
"Xiao Rao has too much burden in his heart, he wants to win too much and is afraid of losing."
Facing the enemy's rush attack, he was too conservative, so that he fell into a passive position...
Zhang Ying, Qu Yu, and Liu Wei were startled when they heard this, and understood that the elder brother was not only talking about Gao Rao, but also reminding himself and others. (.),.