Snap!
Snap!
Snap!
This is the sound of shoes stepping on the grass. It is subtle and bright, indicating that the woman is walking with ease.
Ye Wenrou knew that it was a woman who came. And a young woman at that. The joyful mood, the almost silent posture, and the fresh fragrance emanating from her body were not something a woman over thirty could fake.
After witnessing the brutality and violence of me beating people, she was still able to approach me so calmly and directly. What kind of person is this girl
Ye Wenrou was really curious.
He turned around suddenly and met a pair of ink-black eyes.
What a beautiful pair of eyes! The pupils are like the thousand-year-old dragon eyeball hidden in the deep sea, and the whites of the eyes are like the ice crystals that can only appear after thousands of years of nourishment in the polar snow mountains. The black is so black, and the white is so pure. In the middle of the ice crystal is a dragon eyeball. Such eyes are hard for anyone to resist, right
He started practicing martial arts and seeking the truth since he was young, eating whole grains, drinking mountain spring fruit juice, sweating out toxins, washing his meridians and removing blood, keeping his body clean and his mind empty.
Ye Wenrou usually prides herself on her ethereal temperament and sharp eyes, but compared with the girl in front of her, she actually feels a little ashamed.
How does she look
She was wearing a white shirt, a plaid skirt, and a black half-open cardigan coat because of the cold weather. She was wearing a special student uniform, but it was impossible to treat such a girl as an ordinary high school student.
"Is it very tiring?" Qin Yitian asked Ye Wenrou with a smile on his face.
"What do you want to say?" Ye Wenrou stared at Qin Yitian with cold eyes. What's wrong with this little girl? Is it because I beat up her teacher Fang Yan so badly that she ran over here to avenge Fang Yan
Such a delicate and lovely girl, she could kill two of them with one slap.
"Thank you." Qin Yitian said. She bowed slightly to Ye Wenrou and said, "Thank you for everything you have done for Fang Yan."
"You called him Fang Yan?" Ye Wenrou said with a sneer on her face, "Do you hate him so much? I beat him up like a dog in front of hundreds of teachers and students, and you came here to thank me?"
"You are really a woman who is not good at expressing yourself." Qin Yitian said with a gentle and friendly smile on her face: "I came all the way here just to help Fang Yan improve his strength and make him realize that he still needs more efforts - even if he gets hurt. If he knew about this good intention, he would definitely be very grateful, right?"
"To improve his strength? To motivate him to work harder?" Ye Wenrou sneered, "What a joke. What do you think he is? What does his life or death have to do with me? I don't think you can understand the relationship between me and him. Beating him up every year is one of my few pleasures. I think he has gotten used to it by now, right?"
"Really?" Qin Yitian was stunned for a moment, then said, "I really envy your childhood sweetheart relationship. It seems that I have to increase your risk factor again."
Ye Wenrou was angry and shouted, "Who are you?"
"Such a simple fact, can't you see it clearly?" Qin Yitian laughed. "I am Fang Yan's admirer."
Ye Wenrou looked Qin Yitian up and down with sharp eyes. This girl was extraordinary.
When she yelled just now, she had already used half of her "witness". If it was an ordinary person with a weak mind or a weak aura, he might have fallen to the ground under her attack.
If she increases the intensity of her attack, she may even cause internal injuries to her opponent, bleeding eardrums, and blindness.
This is the same principle as the Lion's Roar of Buddhism. The stronger the practitioner is, the stronger the witness killing index he can use.
Of course, if the person being attacked is also strong, then he or she will not be bothered by this "witness" attack. When the yin is strong, the yang is weak, or when the yin is weak, the yang is strong. This is true for all things in the world.
However, Qin Yitian, who seemed so soft and gentle to Ye Wenrou, managed to endure it and was safe and sound, without any abnormality.
"How determined is this girl?"
Ye Wenrou raised her head and sneered, "An admirer of Fang Yan? You have such a poor vision."
"I'm very happy to hear you say that." Qin Yitian squinted his eyes and smiled. "Who would want their favorite treasure to be fought over by a group of people?"
"I have nothing to say to a childish kid." Ye Wenrou turned around and was about to leave.
"Wait." Qin Yitian shouted.
Ye Wenrou turned around and looked at Qin Yitian, saying, "You can't beat me."
"Of course." Qin Yitian nodded. "A hundred Qin Yitians can't beat you."
"Qin Yitian?" Ye Wenrou secretly memorized this somewhat strange yet majestic name.
Relying on the sky? What kind of woman can rely on the sky? Can the sky be relied on? Not afraid of the punishment of the power of the Nine Heavenly Laws
Qin Yitian handed over a white handkerchief in his hand and said, "I think you won't refuse this small thank you gift."
Ye Wenrou stared at Qin Yitian for a few seconds, took the handkerchief to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, turned around and strode away.
Looking at Ye Wenrou's receding back, Qin Yitian murmured, "What a proud woman."
Tang Cheng walked out from the dark corner and said, "I was worried that you would come and fight with her."
"Would I do such a stupid thing?" Qin Yitian asked back.
"That's true. Even if we don't fight, we might still have an argument."
"Why are we arguing?" Qin Yitian said with a smile. "Arguing is just competing with her. Never try to awaken a woman's possessiveness towards an object or a man. That is a very scary thing. I thank her on behalf of Fang Yan. Isn't that better?"
"--------" Tang Cheng felt a chill down his spine. Women's hearts are like needles in the sea. What do these women think about all day
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"Teacher Fang, what happened tonight was quite a big deal. There was a hole in the roof of the auditorium, and even a large dent in the wall----" Li Mingqiang sat cautiously in front of Fang Yan, looking like he might run away at any time.
Tonight is Fang Yan's first class for first-year students. As Fang Yan's staunch ally and close friend, of course he has to take the time to come and show his support.
He was also thinking that if Fang Yan couldn't control the situation, he would stand up and rescue Fang Yan with the authority of the director of studies for many years. Wouldn't Fang Yan look at him with more respect and rely on him
What happened next shocked him completely.
He didn't have the chance to lend Fang Yan his prestige, but instead had to watch Fang Yan being beaten in a very impressive way.
Why do people say that being beaten is very impressive
Put yourself in Fang Yan's shoes. If Li Mingqiang were in Fang Yan's position, he would either be knocked flying or hit so hard that a big hole would be made on the roof or wall. If that were the case, Li Mingqiang would have gone to see Guanyin Bodhisattva or Buddha Tathagata long ago.
Fang Yan managed to survive and is still alive and well. So how powerful must Teacher Fang Yan be
Li Mingqiang was afraid that if he said something wrong, Fang Yan would suddenly reach out and slap him to death, just like slapping a small mosquito to death.
"The students were also surprised and thought it was too -- incredible. I think this matter will soon spread throughout the school, and even the entire Flower City or even a wider area will discuss it. I was worried that it would bring some unnecessary impact to Teacher Fang's work and life, so I took the initiative to explain that this was a project that Teacher Fang Yan cooperated with a film and television company. Of course, I didn't explain it in too much detail, so that everyone could make their own associations and then supplement and process to convince themselves."
Li Mingqiang looked at Fang Yan's stern expression and said with a smile, "I wonder if Teacher Fang is satisfied with this handling?"
Fang Yan looked up at Li Mingqiang and said, "This is real. There is no need to explain anything - are you worried about causing panic? Let the students know that this kind of thing is normal, and they will get used to it. If we deny the existence of Chinese Kung Fu, how can we spread it?"
"------" Li Mingqiang's heart was in his throat. It was over. Fang Yan was not satisfied with the way he handled it.
He wouldn't hit anyone, would he? Would he slap himself to the wall and hang himself there, or kick himself to the roof and hang there
"But I still have to thank Director Li. I'm sorry about what happened tonight. I didn't inform the school in advance. Sorry for bothering you." Fang Yan said apologetically.
"Nothing, nothing." Li Mingqiang waved his hands repeatedly. "No students were injured, and it opened their eyes. They are still very excited and keep discussing this class tonight. Will the next class be held according to this standard?"
"No more." Fang Yan said. "The next class will only cover the content before I was beaten."
"Then the students will definitely feel very sorry," said Li Mingqiang.
"Director Li-----"
"I'm sorry, I said the wrong thing." Li Mingqiang realized that he had made a fatal mistake. How could he encourage Fang Yan to be beaten again? He lost face in front of so many students this time, and he will lose face in front of more students next time - who would be willing to do that? "I'm just afraid that the students will have opinions. After all, what happened tonight will definitely spread. Other classes will also know the content of the class -"
Fang Yan glanced at Fang Yingxiong and Fang Haohan, who were standing in the corner of the room, not daring to breathe and wishing they could turn themselves into invisible people, and said, "Director Li's words make sense. Then let's change the standard next time-----" (To be continued)