Is this still the young freshman back then
Is this the same guy who was scrambling against practice three weeks ago
For the first time, Wu Dong doubted his own brain. Without special martial arts skills, students who can be admitted to Songda University will not lack IQ. Subversive feeling.
Are you dreaming
Seeing that Wu Dong was shocked by his own words, Lou Cheng let out a breath quietly, pretending to be profound and said: "The school recruitment will start in October, Senior Brother Wu, you still have the mood to hang out with these two bastards, but I still have to thank you Your guidance just now has allowed me to go one step further in martial arts."
School recruitment is the campus job fair, which is usually concentrated in the first half of the senior year. In the second semester, the number drops sharply, and more people have to rely on their own online voting and going out to find. Don't poke it out, you can calmly consider the matter of school recruitment and job hunting, otherwise you will really make a big fuss, and you can't speak clearly when you bring two gangsters to fight on campus, obviously you have to bear greater responsibility, I Maybe you can get praise from the school under the pretext of being bullied by gangsters to fight back, at most you will be punished, and you will usually be revoked in a humane manner in your senior year. I am afraid that you will waste four years of college time.
With a sullen face, Wu Dong took a long time to say:
"Junior Lou, the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, so I'll just guide you casually, don't worry too much about it."
As a martial artist, he is often exposed to similar things, and his tone of speech is inevitably close to the ancient meaning in some aspects.
"I still have to thank Senior Brother Wu." Seeing that Wu Dong's clothes softened, Lou Cheng chuckled, cupped his hands, glanced at the tattooed youth and the cropped youth, started to run again.
Wu Dong can solve the problem here, and the matter will be settled. As for the two social youths, Lou Cheng doesn't think there is a big problem at all. As a first-class university in the country, the best university in Songcheng, gangsters dare to bring people into the school and bully them. Students, it's because they don't live long enough. If they want to block themselves outside the school, unless they don't want to make a living, they stare there every day. If it's just a fight, who will take it as revenge for killing their father? Once the passion is over, there will only be trouble when you encounter it by chance.
Seeing Lou Cheng's light footsteps, he started to run again, passing in front of the two of them with a gust of wind, the cropped youth and the tattooed youth looked at each other, dumbfounded.
"Damn, he can still run!" The cropped young man saw the flying saucer on his face.
"This is a monster..." the tattooed youth rubbed his eyes.
They felt a little fear again, fear of inhumans.
...
Back in the dormitory, Lou Cheng didn’t want to go to the bathroom to queue up, so he flushed it with cold water in the bathroom—the toilet in their dormitory has water pipes, a shower, and a washing machine, all of which were made by Qin Mo, a rich second generation. I've only used it once, and I usually don't see the end of it. As for the problem of the counselor's inspection, it has been two months since the school started, and Lou Chengcai has met the counselor four times in the class meeting, but he has never met him in the dormitory. Anyway, the new campus is closed. If there is no major problem, it will be handed over to the class cadres.
After changing his clothes and brushing his hair, Lou Cheng came out of the bathroom, and bumped into Cai Zongming who was watching the martial arts live broadcast in the living room.
"Hey, Cheng Zi, where did you go just now? Why did you come back? You won't succeed, right? Did you go to the grove?" Cai Zongming winked with a gossipy face.
Lou Cheng thought for a while, then asked back, "What do you think?"
"I think that the revolution has not yet succeeded, and comrades still need to work hard. Your goddess is not very easy to pursue, or it will be your turn? But as long as you work hard, an iron rod can be ground into a needle. You keep doing it today." There is still hope, but the reality is that a flower is stuck in cow dung, and a blind cat will always meet a dead mouse." Cai Zongming encouraged and teased.
Lou Cheng glared at him, walked to the simple sofa and sat down, just as he was about to lean back, a pain came from his back, which made him gasp.
Wu Dong's shot is really not bad!
"Xiao Ming, come and rub the bruises away for me." Lou Cheng said as he stood up and walked to his small dormitory. The bruises on his back could only be helped by others.
"Ah?" Cai Zongming looked bewildered, "You won't be beaten up by your goddess, right?"
"What the hell are you thinking about?" Lou Cheng said angrily.
In the small dormitory, Zhao Qiang and Zhuang Xiaojun were in the same boat today, chatting and laughing fairly well, trying to calm down while doing homework, Zhang Jingye asked Pan Xue's QQ, chatted while watching a movie, and asked about interesting things about their dormitory, Qiu Zhigao Standing by the window, looking at the street lights outside, deep in thought.
Lou Cheng held back his laughter, took the bottle of ointment Yan Zheke gave him, went back to the living room, handed it to Cai Zongming, sat down on his own, and took off his T-shirt, revealing the bruises and bruises on his back.
"Damn it, what are you doing?" Cai Zongming was puzzled and surprised.
"Didn't I send Yan Zheke back to the dormitory just now? Thinking that today's progress is not small, I am excited and happy, and I can't calm down at all, so I ran to the lake, planning to stand up." Lou Cheng did not hide anything, talking to his friend What just happened.
Cai Zongming unscrewed the bottle cap and let out a muffled laugh: "You and Ah Qiang are two brothers, right? One has to do homework to be calm and calm, and the other goes to stand by the lake to calm down, haha, not only the feelings of girls are poetry, but also the feelings of boys, um , obscene poetry."
Lou Cheng ignored his teasing, and said to himself: "Then I met three bastards and got into a fight."
"No wonder." Cai Zongming poured out the ointment on his hand, and wiped it on the bruise on Lou Cheng's back, "You've been learning martial arts for a while, you're so courageous, you haven't suffered any disadvantages, have you?"
A little bit of coolness soaked into the wound, relieving the pain, Lou Cheng squinted comfortably and said, "No, beat the three of them to the ground."
"Oh, that's amazing my brother. You've only been learning martial arts for three weeks. Did old man Shi secretly teach you some unique moves?" Cai Zongming put the glass jar on the sofa and rubbed the ointment vigorously, causing Lou Cheng to grin his teeth. , "Do you know which college and department those three bastards are from? It can't be so simple."
"Wu Dong from the Martial Arts Club." Lou Cheng coughed lightly, in a calm manner.
"Wu Dong from the Martial Arts Club, then let's call Lao Qiu, and then go find a place, Wu Dong from the Martial Arts Club? Wu Dong from the senior year?" Cai Zongming's voice became louder, and he lost control of his force, causing Lou Cheng to almost jump up in pain. .
Shit, I shouldn't be acting aggressive at this time... Lou Cheng regretted deeply: "That's right, the Wu Dong who recruited us into the club."
Cai Zongming stopped his movements:
"Chengzi, I don't study much, don't lie to me."
"If you can defeat Wu Dong, I will dare to defeat Lin Que!"
Lou Cheng concealed his complacency: "Really, Wu Dong smokes and drinks, is addicted to playing, and his body is half useless. When I saw that there were three of them, I turned around and ran, and found that they couldn't straighten their backs. , began to gasp for breath, so I touched it back, but Wu Dong is so powerful, he almost beat me to the ground in this situation."
Cai Zongming suddenly realized, and continued to rub the ointment on the bruise on Lou Cheng's back: "Let me just say, you can't be Wu Dong's opponent in a normal fight, but you can beat him and the other two bastards in this situation, what are you doing?" Do you have the Ninth Grade Amateur?"
"Senior brother Li Mao said that I'm almost ready." Lou Cheng answered calmly.
"Three weeks of amateur Ninth Grade..." Cai Zongming was silent for a while, pretending to be exaggerated, "Coach, I also want to participate in special training!"
Lou Cheng smiled and said, "You should continue to be the mouth king, a promising career."
Cai Zongming sighed while rubbing Lou Cheng's bruises: "Actually, I'm really surprised to see you have improved so much. Seeing you working so hard for the dream of the Budokai, I'm also a little infected. To be so serious once, it’s time to pursue the incumbent.”
"Come if you want!" Lou Cheng looked at the TV in front of him. On it were the professional martial arts competitions of the Shizhou faction and the Guanwaimeng. They both belonged to the highest level and were good at the body style of martial arts. On the one hand, his recovery ability is extremely strong, his physical strength seems to have never been exhausted, and the injury disappeared in a blink of an eye.
Cai Zongming laughed dryly: "I just talked about it, and I want to think about it, but I still can't bear to sleep late and play games."
"Then how did you practice martial arts?" Lou Cheng couldn't imagine how Cai Zongming persisted before.
Cai Zongming rubbed away the power of the medicine, patted Lou Cheng on the back, and praised: "It's firm and flexible, I was back then? The richest man in our small city at that time, his son was kidnapped, and he was killed after extorting money. It makes people panic, my family is not bad, my parents are so worried, they sent me to the martial arts gym to practice martial arts, in those few years, the martial arts gym in our city made a lot of money."
"You, you have to be supervised by someone to practice martial arts. By the way, have the kidnappers been caught?" Lou Cheng asked curiously.
"Of course they were caught. The Martial Arts Management Bureau of the police department sent people down to block them up on the mountain, and shot them to death. It is said that the corpses are all in tatters..." Cai Zongming talked about the past in his hometown.
While chatting, Lou Cheng logged into QQ and sent Yan Zheke a smiley face:
"Had a great time today."
Thousands of words and thousands of words, excitement and joy, are all condensed into this sentence.
After the martial arts competition was over and the Shizhou faction narrowly won, and Lou Cheng returned to the small dormitory, Yan Zheke replied to the message, also with a smiling face: "Me too."
The short three words made Lou Cheng feel a little warm.
Yan Zheke continued to send messages: "Just now I was watching the Shizhou School's game, and the Lion King is still as powerful as we were when we were young."
The "Lion King" is still virtuous, the chief strongman of the Ten Continents faction, nearly half a century old, a master in Lou Cheng's childhood memories, and has won six titles, including the king - "Lion King".
"What a coincidence, I'm watching it too! But I only saw half of it. I had a 'combat' with someone by the lake earlier." Lou Cheng couldn't wait to share the actual combat with Yan Zheke.
Because of her own regrets, she is an avid martial arts lover, so she should be interested in this kind of thing, right