Murong Chu!
Coming, surprisingly is the most dazzling star in Tiannan No. 1-the first Tianjiao! Murong Chu!
"Xun'er, follow me." Without looking at Deng Jiuling, Murong Chu stretched out his hand to pull Xiao Xun'er.
However, Xiao Xun'er moved lightly and hid behind Deng Jiuling.
"Huh?" Murong Chu frowned slightly, his sharp eyes piercing Deng Jiuling like a blade out of its sheath.
Deng Jiuling was not afraid, and looked at Murong Chu indifferently.
The eyes are facing each other, and the fire is raging.
"It's kind!" Murong Chu gave a thumbs up and left in a cold voice.
"Brother Nine, be careful these days and don't go anywhere." Xiao Xun'er was a little nervous and said with concern.
"It's okay, I am so good at kung fu, and there is only Murong Chu in my eyes." Deng Jiuling said with a smile.
"Yeah." Xiao Xun'er nodded, but there was still worry in his eyes.
"Xun'er, what's wrong with you?" Deng Jiuling asked tentatively.
"Brother Nine, that beautiful big sister who just came out, is it your... girlfriend?" Xiao Xun'er was a little nervous.
"No, his father thinks that my skill is good and wants me to be a bodyguard." Deng Jiuling said with a smile.
"2 million to hire a bodyguard, I am afraid I want you to do bad things? Don't agree to it." Xiao Xun'er smiled.
While they were talking, the two had already walked downstairs to the girl.
Watching Xiao Xun'er enter the dormitory, Deng Jiuling shook his head slightly, a heart dripping with blood.
Peat, 2 million, that is 2 million soft girls, just like that!
"Damn Shangguanxue, can't she come to me when nobody is there?" Deng Jiuling looked at the sky silently.
Nima, you gave me money in front of Xiao Xun'er, how would you charge me
sad!
Deng Jiuling is short of money now, very short of money!
Turn around and ask Shangguanxue? Deng Jiuling can't afford to lose that person!
"Although I can learn sword cutting skills, the physical strength is not enough."
"If you want to increase physical strength, you must buy precious medicinal materials."
Rubbing his distended temples, Deng Jiuling was a little melancholy.
The swordsmanship is so powerful that it can stop the river from flowing with a single slash, and must be urged by the inner strength martial artist with true energy.
The way of real martial arts, one true energy and two physical bodies, the two are indispensable and complement each other.
Money, money!
How can I make money? Deng Jiuling is a bit big.
"Boss, why are you still here? Walk around and sign up with me." The little fat man suddenly appeared.
"Sign up, what's your name?" Deng Jiuling was a little dazed.
"Sports meeting, next Monday's sports meeting, the top three in each event will have bonuses." The little fat man said excitedly.
"Cut, it's just a school sports meeting, how many bonuses can you get?" Deng Jiuling said in an angry voice.
"You can't say that, the first place is 2000 yuan, the second place is 1000 yuan, and the third place also has 500 yuan. This is still a single event." The little fat man said contemptuously.
"The first place is 2000 yuan?" Hearing this, Deng Jiuling was moved.
"If I participated in all the projects, wouldn't it be a fortune?" Deng Jiuling became more excited as he thought about it.
"Go, chubby." Deng Jiuling smiled.
"Boss, where are you going?"
"Sign up!"
"Oh!"
…
Five minutes later, the stadium was full of people.
Weightlifting, fencing... Long-distance running, various event registration offices, there are long queues.
"Boss, I signed up to lift weights, how about you?" The little fat man rolled his arms and showed off his abdominal muscles.
"I...whatever." Deng Jiuling said casually.
"Uh." The little fat man nodded.
Soon, the registration of Little Fatty was over, and Deng Jiuling also indicated that he would sign up.
"Student Deng, you are so thin that you still have to sign up for weightlifting?" The enrollment teacher's eyes widened, only suspecting that there was a problem with his ears.
"Could it be that the school has regulations that you can't sign up if you are thin?"
"That's not true."
"Is that all right?"
"Wow."
…
At the beginning, the little fat man was a little funny.
But as Deng Jiuling kept registering, the little fat man was dumbfounded.
"Old... Boss, you have already signed up for seventeen projects. Do you want to go fencing?" The little fat man was a little surprised.
"Can't it?" Deng Jiuling asked rhetorically.
"Yes, but..." Little Fatty looked speechless.
"No, but 2,000 yuan per project." Deng Jiuling told the truth.
fatty:"… "
After queuing for a few minutes, Deng Jiuling walked to the fencing registration office.
"Student Deng, the fencing competition has a certain degree of danger. Although there are protective gears for self-defense, but you get injured at every turn, are you really sure you want to participate?" the registration teacher frowned.
"It's no wonder that the first place in fencing has a prize of 6000 yuan, cool!" Deng Jiuling laughed.
Registered teacher: "..."
Surrounding the audience: "..."
"Boss, you reported 18 projects in one go, all to get bonuses?" Little Fatty asked speechlessly.
"If you get the first place, a total of 40,000 bonuses will be great." Deng Jiuling nodded earnestly.
Deng Jiuling is now a martial artist with Xiaocheng's inner strength. Looking at Tiannan, he is also a master. What is a small sports meeting
It's just that Deng Jiuling's honest words fell in the ears of everyone now, and they became words that pretended to be extremely compelling.
Hahahaha!
There was a lot of laughter in the audience, and they all felt that Deng Jiuling was overwhelmed.
"Student Deng, don't say that the teacher beats you. You haven't even participated in one day of kendo training. Do you still want to be number one in kendo? Do you know who our top kendo master is in the south of the country? You won't be scared by speaking out." The registration teacher said badly.
"Who is it?" The little fat man was a little curious.
"It's me." A majestic and scowling voice sounded from behind.
Murong Chu's towering figure appeared in front of everyone.
"Murong Chu is here, so handsome."
"It's worthy of being the No. 1 student bully of our No. 1 Middle School, my male god!"
"Unexpectedly, Murong Chu is still the number one kendo master, handsome!"
Amid the excitement and screams of the girls, Murong Chu shone brightly and walked towards Deng Jiuling like a god: "As long as I'm in the middle, you will always be a spare."
Dang!
Oh yeah, that's too shameful, isn't it
If someone else said this, it would be pretending to be coercive.
But it is a pity that the speaker is Murong Chu!
"Who can have the last laugh, who is the final winner." Deng Jiuling said unceremoniously.
"Good boy, there is a kind!" Murong Chu turned his head and said to the registered teacher: "This Kendo competition, I sponsored 10,000 yuan, and the first prize is 16,000 in total."
Hum!
Hearing this, the audience shook.
Handsome!
Worthy of being the strongest male god in one! Murong Chu!
"On Monday in the fencing match, I will kill you." After throwing away these domineering words, Murong Chu left unhurriedly.
Only the girls in the audience were left, with a look of admiration.
…
Deng Jiuling is on fire!
"On the first day, Murong Chu, arrogant, fought Deng Jiuling for the beauty!"
"The scumbag boy is also equipped with a counterattack with the beautiful college flower? The Kendo Hall will not leave on Monday, and Murong Chu will teach you the principles of life."
On the weekend’s school BBS, news about the decisive battle between Deng Jiuling and Murong Chu spread widely, causing a sensation in the school.
…
In the girls' dormitory, Xiao Xun'er and Wu Tingting lie on the large bed and surf the Internet with Apple laptops.
"Xun'er, come and see, Murong Chu is about to fight Deng Jiuling." Wu Tingting said suddenly.
"What!" Xiao Xun'er leaned over to take a look, suddenly pale in shock.
"Xun'er, are you really with Deng Jiuling? No wonder Murong Chu is so angry." Wu Tingting asked tentatively.
Although Deng Jiuling had rescued Wu Tingting, Wu Tingting's impression of Deng Jiuling had changed.
But Murong Chu is the only male god in Wu Tingting's heart, so Wu Tingting is still not optimistic about Deng Jiuling.
"What and what, I don't understand what you are talking about." Xiao Xun'er blushed slightly, her eyes dodged, and she was guilty of not going to see Wu Tingting.
"Huh, what a great thing about Deng Jiuling, Murong Chu must teach him on Monday." Wu Tingting thought a little uncomfortable.
…
The annual sports meeting finally kicked off on Monday.
After the school leader’s speech is over, the group competition begins.
In the weightlifting hall, heads are surging.
"Drink!" The little fat man yelled suddenly and raised the barbell.
"Snatch 60 kg!"
"The clean and jerk 70 kilograms!"
"The total score is 130 kilograms!"
"Congratulations, Jin, who is in the top ten for the time being."
Wow!
With applause, the little fat man wiped the sweat on his forehead and said triumphantly: "Boss, am I okay?"
"Yes, this fat is not wasted." Deng Jiuling nodded.
"Young Master Jie is here." The crowd was in a commotion.
Hua Jie brought a group of younger brothers and coaxed them over.
"Teacher, I want to participate!" Hua Jie said with a toothpick in his mouth.
"Student Hua, you don't seem to sign up?" the teacher in charge asked weakly.
"What, I can't hear you, you say it again." Hua Jie sneered while rubbing his fists.
Hoop!
A group of promiscuous students surrounded the teachers in charge.
"Xiao Xu, forget it, Master Jie, you can't afford it." The older teacher pulled the new teacher in charge.
"Okay." The new teacher nodded helplessly and let Hua Jie play.
"Jie Shao, come on."
"Jie Shaojie, first, first!"
Amidst the clamor of the younger brothers, Hua Jie coaxed and raised the barbell.
"Snatch 70 kg!"
"The clean and jerk 75 kilograms!"
"The total score is 145 kg!"
"Congratulations, Hua, congratulations, temporarily leading the first place! And broke the school record!"
The new teacher looked excited and announced the result.
Wow!
With thunderous applause, all the younger brothers screamed, and the scene became a sea of joy.
At the door of the weightlifting room, two slim and beautiful shadows suddenly appeared.
"Although Huajie's character is not good, his strength is quite strong." Xiao Xun'er looked forward with some surprise.
"Huh, compared with Murong Chu, he is just a scum." Wu Tingting looked at Hua Jie unhappily before her anger had subsided last time.
Seeing the arrival of the two big school flowers, Hua Jie looked awkward and pushed everyone away and walked to Deng Jiuling: "Boy, it's your turn."
"I heard that Deng Jiuling reported 18 sports events in one go, and also said that every event must be first. We have insights." Killing the younger brother said jokingly.
"Come and come, everyone applaud Deng Xueba." The cockhead little brother feared that the world would not be chaotic.
Wow!
There was a round of applause, and everyone was gloating, ready to watch Deng Jiuling's jokes.
"Xun'er, do you think Deng Jiuling can really do it?" Wu Tingting narrowed her mouth, somewhat disapproving.
Although Wu Tingting doesn't like Hua Jie, Hua Jie is indeed very good.
Sports competitions are more like fights. Even if Deng Jiuling can fight, can you be a weightlifting champion
"He must do it." Xiao Xun'er smiled sweetly and stared at Deng Jiuling quietly.
In full view, Deng Jiuling stepped onto the weightlifting platform.