The school gate.
Zhang Xiaoqiang stood first, followed by 20 gangsters in groups of five.
"Get up, stand with your feet open, let your arms hang down naturally, look forward, touch your tongue to the roof of your mouth, breathe evenly, and focus on your Dantian..."
As Zhang Xiaoqiang demonstrated in front of him, all the gangsters followed suit and started practicing at the school gate.
The novelty of being a master for the first time also made Zhang Xiaoqiang particularly enthusiastic. Those students who were originally afraid of the power of the bandits gathered around him curiously when they saw this.
About 10 minutes later, a bus stopped outside the school gate.
The door opened, and a group of old ladies came rushing down.
The aunts were all in high spirits, dressed in uniform sportswear, and the leader was holding a tweeter that was half as tall as a person.
After gathering, the aunts immediately became keenly interested in the gangster group at the gate of the campus.
Immediately afterwards, in less than half an hour, the small group of about 20 people on the field quickly expanded into a large group of more than 100 people. The "Saint ZHAN" divine song continued to echo in the air: "You are my little apple, how can I love you?" There is no such thing as too much, the little red face warms my heart and lights up the fire of my life... "
Yes, Auntie successfully turned the "Five Animals Show" into a square dance. Zhang Xiaoqiang's status as "master" was instantly promoted to "lead dancer", and his official position went from "platoon level" to "company level" like a rocket. If it weren't for his excuse He got out of the evening self-study in time. It is estimated that in less than an hour, he will be able to command a "battalion".
After all this hard work, Zhang Xiaoqiang finally understood the power of the "square dancing aunties". No wonder people say that China has three non-military potential forces: Chaoyang people, local urban management, and square dancing aunties.
Back in the dormitory, it was almost 6 o'clock, and as expected, the two fat men were still practicing "Tchaikovsky Violin Concerto in D major" in bed.
It is undoubtedly extremely impolite to disturb the artist's creation at this time. As a quality person who is out of vulgar taste, Zhang Xiaoqiang naturally knows how to act appropriately.
So he tiptoed to Er Fatty's bed, looked at Er Fatty's butt and kicked it.
"ah!"
Otherwise, real art is always created inadvertently. When Erpang woke up and saw the face of the visitor, he was stunned at first, and then he was stunned: "Qiang, Qiangzi, you, why are you back?"
"Walking back."
"No...where are those gangsters outside? Didn't they cause trouble for you?"
"I found it, but it's all solved."
His eyes widened immediately. Erpang jumped out of the bed, circled around Zhang Xiaoqiang, and then took out an old man's head from his sneakers under the bed: "Brother, that's all I have. Hurry and go to the school infirmary." Look, if you have internal injuries, I will accompany you to the hospital, and we cannot delay this matter."
Looking at the slightly wrinkled note held by Er Fatty in his hand, Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes sparkled. Finally, he pushed it away with gratitude and said, "Thank you, Fatty. You can put it back quickly... What, Xunren, how many days have you been doing this?" Didn’t you wash your feet?”
"Tch, I just washed it last week."
Speechless!
While we were chatting, the dormitory door was pushed open from the outside, and then the dormitory manager opened the door and entered: "Zhang Xiaoqiang, Teacher Wang Ying from the Art Department asked you to go to her office."
"Now?"
"Yes, hurry up."
"Oh, okay, I'll go right away."
"Well," after the explanation, the dormitory manager turned around and left, but within two seconds she opened the door again and poked her head in. After giving Zhang Xiaoqiang and Erpang a meaningful look, she finally couldn't help but said: "You young people Ah... take safety precautions."
Forget it, he closed the door and walked away, leaving only Zhang Xiaoqiang and Er Pang petrified in place.
On the way to the teaching building, Zhang Xiaoqiang kept thinking about what Wang Ying wanted to do with him. He doesn't think that the other party will take a fancy to his artistic talent. Zhang Xiaoqiang is self-aware of this. In his opinion, in terms of artistic attainments, Erpang is better than him.
After all, Erpang also knows "Tchaikovsky Violin Concerto in D major".
However, carefully recalling the experiences of these two days, being beaten in the alleyway, challenged by the captain of the school team, deceived by an old military doctor, and just going through the apprenticeship of the Black Society today, all kinds of inexplicable things happened one after another, which can definitely be called colorful.
Now, even if an alien stood in front of Zhang Xiaoqiang and announced that he was his ancestor, he would definitely remain unmoved and accept it calmly.
Otherwise, if you are popular, there will be a lot of trouble.
Our Xiaoqiang is also an anchor now! An anchor to follow!
After thinking about it randomly, Zhang Xiaoqiang came to the faculty and staff office of the Art Department without even realizing it.
This was his first time back here. He straightened his slightly wrinkled clothes, stepped forward and lightly buttoned the door.
"Who?"
"I am Zhang Xiaoqiang."
"come in."
Unscrewing the doorknob, Zhang Xiaoqiang stepped in. There were six desks in the room arranged in an orderly manner, and the walls were covered with various certificates and awards. But this was not the point. The point was that there was a person sitting in the room, a woman, wearing a tight-fitting leather suit. woman in trousers and waisted t-shirt.
As an epoch-making young man with integrity and ideals, Zhang Xiaoqiang was very calm at the moment, with no dirty thoughts in his mind. He was thinking about a very valuable physics sphere problem the whole time: 32C? 36D? Oh no, it should be 34B.
"Are you Zhang Xiaoqiang?"
"Yes! You are 34B!" Zhang Xiaoqiang blurted out with a tap of his right finger.
"Huh? What?"
"Uh... um, I'm Zhang Xiaoqiang. Teacher Wang Ying asked me to come here." His face turned red instantly, but despite this, Zhang Xiaoqiang still didn't frown and maintained the calm manner a man should have. Demeanor... He stared at the opponent's chest and remained motionless.
There is no way, the other party's thing is really spectacular.
"I'm Su Lengche. Teacher Wang asked me to wait for you here. Come with me."
Su Lengche! Hearing this, Zhang Xiaoqiang was slightly startled, then raised his head sharply: "Are you Su Lengche?"
Ice beauty! One of the top ten beauties in Yucai, because of her cold and arrogant personality, Zhang Xiaoqiang has only heard of her reputation and has never seen her in person. I saw it today, it was really... big! So big!
Nodding, Su Lengche responded expressionlessly: "Yes, come with me."
"Let's go? Where are we going?" Zhang Xiaoqiang, who felt the extreme freezing point, asked tentatively.
Su Lengche twisted her waist quite gracefully, and immediately stepped forward with her long and tightly wrapped legs: "Just follow me."
Such ambiguous words made Zhang Xiaoqiang swallow and spit out his thoughts subconsciously: What is this for? Are you hinting at me? They say artists like to hide their rules. Could this be a plan to hide me? Ouch, should I obey or not
Just like this, he was thinking wildly and anxiously all the way. He followed Su Lengche to a large classroom. Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the classroom in front of him, and his lungs immediately let out rough breaths like a blower that was turned on.
Immediately, the door was pushed open, and Zhang Xiaoqiang entered nervously. He only glanced at it and stood stunned on the spot...
(End of chapter)