The instructor of Ning An's fighting class is called Song Xing. Ning An caught him because he talked to He Xin in class. He was very honored to be called up to make sandbags and negative teaching materials for a class. His hands were all blue, and he felt sore all over. This was because Song Xing had carefully controlled his strength.
"Student Ning An, you need to strengthen your training. If you do this, I can knock you down without using any force."
Instructor Song kindly reminded him when get out of class was over, which made Ning An's face wrinkle into a bitter gourd.
"I think I'm about to fall apart." Ning An rarely drank half of the nutritional supplement and put it aside, rubbing the bruised piece on his wrist, "Am I so weak?"
So you just know. The other three glanced at him and continued eating their lunch in silence.
"No one is strong from the beginning." Wang Yi looked at Ning An's listless look and didn't even plan to drink the half bottle of nutritional supplements. Based on the principle of unity and love, he said a few words of comfort, "From now on. It's not too late for training."
"Hello, how is class today?" Derek was a little surprised when he saw the nutritional supplements in front of Ning An and He Xin. "You guys just take this."
"This is delicious, and it's obviously a liquid, but you can feel full after drinking it. It's such a wonderful invention." He Xin was trying to taste all the flavors of the nutritional supplement.
"It's really a good invention." Derek once tasted it once, and recalled that he only felt his tongue was bitter. Nutritional supplements were his last choice.
Ning An wrinkled his bitter face and drank the rest of the nutritional supplements. Derek also saw the bruises on his wrists, "Looks like the class wasn't very pleasant."
"I was caught and used as a sandbag." Ning An took a sip of water to dilute the residual taste in his mouth, "I'm so worried that this will happen every class in the future."
"Maybe if you calm down a bit, the instructor won't stare at you." Chen Siyu was not far from Ning An and the others in class, and he also saw the whole process.
"But it might be a good thing." Wang Yi scraped off the last bit of food on the plate. In class today, their instructors were always accompanied by a few studious students. Opportunity to ask, "You can take this opportunity to ask the instructor to give you a small stove"
"Student Wang Yi doesn't sound very happy either." Derek simply sat down at their table, "Student Wang Yi is in the same class, right?"
The idol not only remembered his name but also knew his class, and the little bit of anger in Wang Yi's heart subsided, "Yes, it's just a little thing, I'll go to practice for a while at night and it will be fine."
"By the way, you guys will come to the training room tonight?" Derek ate quickly, and more than half of it was resolved in the middle of the conversation, and now he is dipping the bread with the sauce left on the plate, "By the way, how come Fu Ke still But come" Derek looked around looking for Fu Ke.
Fu Ke was not difficult to find. He was always the focus of the crowd's attention. Derek found him without much effort. He seemed to be stopped by someone.
"Xu Yusheng" Wang Yi recognized that the person blocking Fu Ke was the one who had been pestering the instructor in class today.
"Oh, the one with the first grade in school?" Derek raised his eyebrows, watching the two people walking towards this side.
"What?" Derek asked. Ning An and He Xin both looked at Chen Siyu and Wang Yi. One was well-informed, and the other was in the same class as them. They should know something.
"En." The two nodded at the same time, and Wang Yi said, "The instructor mentioned something." Chen Siyu quickly answered, "Wang Yi is the second."
"Oh—" The two people who were almost at the bottom of the grade showed shocked expressions at the same time, and looked at their roommates with more admiration.
"Hello." Xu Yusheng had already walked over and greeted several people with a smile, but he never looked at Ning An. He Xin and Chen Siyu glanced at Wang Yi and kept looking at Derek, "I am Xu Yusheng, how about we add a friend?"
Ning An saw that he didn't understand what he meant, pulled He Xin to nod to Derek and Fu Ke and left, "We'll go back first."
"Then I won't bother you anymore." Chen Siyu didn't like Xu Yusheng when they met each other. Although he was smiling, Chen Siyu always felt flustered, and Wang Yi also felt that something was wrong. He nodded to several people and held the plate gone.
"Derek Lister." Derek agreed to Xu Yusheng's friend request, but unexpectedly, he didn't plan to talk too much, because he laughed so uncomfortablely, he gestured to Xu Yusheng for his empty plate, " I'm leaving too, let's talk back."
"Do they not like me?" Xu Yusheng shrugged helplessly and smiled at Fu Ke, "Student Fu, how about having dinner together?"
"I'll just drink the nutrient." Fu Ke sat down opposite Xu Yusheng while saying this, "Maybe you think too much, they don't usually do this."
Although he is still not familiar with Ning An and the others, Derek knows it well. Derek, who would chat with everyone, is a little abnormal. "Maybe it's because the morning classes are too tiring."
"That's right. After all, it's the end of the crane. It might be difficult to keep up with the progress." Xu Yusheng smiled, and the sarcasm in it was self-evident.
"Crane Tail" Fu Ke frowned upon hearing this address, "What do you mean?"
"Don't students Fu know?" Xu Yusheng's astonishment was fleeting, "That's right, students Fu are all forward-looking and don't pay attention to such things. Naturally, it is the end of the crane."
After Fu Ke finished drinking the nutritional supplement, he didn't speak, as if he wanted Xu Yusheng to continue talking.
"Life is full of competition. I don't think there is any need to recognize those who fall behind at the starting line. They will be eliminated in the end anyway." Xu Yusheng couldn't control the strength of his strike for a while, and the knife scratched on the plate and made a harsh sound. voice, "Oh, sorry."
"But Student Fu and Student Liszt are different. We won at the starting line and kept moving forward. We are more like the same kind of people. Like attracts like and divides people into groups, isn't it?" Xu Yusheng then carefully controlled his strength "There is an old saying that those who are close to vermilion are red, and those who are close to ink are black. I think Mr. Fu should remind Mr. Liszt."
"Thank you, classmate Xu, for your reminder, but I think he knows this kind of thing in his own mind." Xu Yusheng gave Fu Ke the feeling that he was sharp-edged, and even a little bit harsh.
"I think our views are somewhat different, but it's also good to understand Xu's thoughts." Fu Ke glanced at the unread messages on the terminal, "I'm leaving first, see you later."
Xu Yusheng looked at Fu Ke's leaving back and sighed faintly, forget it, there is no rush, there will still be opportunities to contact in the future.
The unread messages on the terminal, except for subscribed newsfeeds and Fu Yao's trash talk, were sent by Derek asking him when he would go back to bed, and he replied, "I'll be right back."
Fu Ke then looked at the message board in a daze, as if expecting some new news to pop up, but in fact there was none, Fu Ke was a little disappointed, and didn't know what he was expecting and what he was disappointed about.
In the end, Derek's urging message popped up again, but Fu Ke didn't reply, so he clicked "Delete".
Forget it, go back, or Derek will have to tell him to turn it off.