The feeling of a hangover is really not good, shaking his head and putting on slippers, Kamijo Dangma touched his face and walked out of the bedroom, feeling that there seemed to be blood on his face.

The civilian clothes he was wearing had been changed into pajamas, but the pajamas were slightly fattened when he wore them, thinking that they should be Fang Hong's clothes.

Tired should wash your face, when Ma just woke up a little bit of the half-confused and half-dazed state to the kitchen, unscrewed the faucet, the cold tap water crashed against the bottom of the sink, splashing on the hedgehog-headed boy's chin, the cold water absorbed the heat on the face, and felt a little comfortable......

The hedgehog head enjoyed the comfort of the splash here, and a certain magician sitting in the living room writing a tutoring topic was not happy, he pulled out a piece of A4 paper, wrote down a string of words with a wave of his big hand, and then slapped it on the wall in front of him with a snap.

"Saving water is everyone's responsibility!"

Shangjo Dangma looked at the paper that was already a little splashed on the wall by Fang Hong, and an old face that was originally slightly red because of a hangover suddenly evolved into a monkey's buttocks, and now he didn't lose his mind, and quickly took a puddle of water with his hand and poured it on his face, dispelling the sleepiness and confusion.

"I'm sorry, I just woke up a little confused, so I'm going to shut it down. The hedgehog head turned off the faucet, took the towel handed by Fang Hong and wiped his face, and then followed him out.

"Drink a glass of water to moisten your stomach, you drank too much last night, what can you do with Fang Qing's drinking donkey...... I almost took you to gastric lavage last night. ”

As soon as he put down the towel in his hand, a cup of fairly mild white water was sent to Dangma, who looked up at Fang Hong, took the cup, and sat on the sofa with him.

"I didn't expect her to be so drinkable, the taste of the wine is terrible, but the aftertaste is not bad. ”

Shangjo Dangma looked at Fang Hong's concentration and picked up a book from the table, just opened it, and suddenly as a scumbag Dangma classmate knelt down to the world of Xueba, Nima? Obviously, I know all the symbols and numbers marked on it, but when they are combined, they are confused, and they can't understand it at all, okay?

"You guys are on the plane for a long time, and you learn these things in class on weekdays?" Shang Dangma shook the information in his hand at Fang Hong.

"Yes. The pen in Fang Hong's hand wrote quickly, and he said with a smile as he wrote, "I don't understand, right?" But in fact, it's not as difficult as I imagined, but you are not a student of biopharmaceuticals, and it may not be so easy to understand if you don't use those formulas...... Well, it's done. ”

Slowly drank a glass of water, Shangjo Dangma also felt a lot better in his stomach, he put down the cup, looked at Fang Hong, who was busy cleaning up the information on the table, and said, "By the way, what about the others besides me?"

"Sattella went home, she still had a show today, and the others didn't drink, so they all went back. Fang Hong put the information books into a bag, "As for Intex and Fang Qing, the two of them went to Yuriko's house to borrow it, but at this time, Fang Qing should have been exercising in the morning now!"

"Morning exercises?"

Because he had the experience of being practiced by Fang Hong, Shangjo Dangma was not curious about why Fang Qing got up early and exercised in the morning, what made him feel speechless was ...... Obviously, the short-haired girl in the white summer dress drank so much wine at the dinner table last night, and she was still able to get up early and exercise in the morning.

"Fang Qing is different from you, Nuo, look!" As he spoke, Fang Hong raised his hand and popped out a blue star-shaped rune ball the size of a ping-pong ball, which exploded into a mist in mid-air, and a girl's figure faintly appeared in the mist......

Compared with the white dress she wore last night, at this moment, she changed into a black and white striped practice uniform similar to a taekwondo uniform, tossing and turning in the green trees like a butterfly wearing flowers, and when her fists and feet were retracted, she looked like an ordinary person, but even so, Shangjo Dangma didn't dare to underestimate Fang Qing's seemingly weak fists and feet, what would it feel like to be kicked and beaten on her body.

"Martial arts training has almost become her physical instinct. ”

"Tsk, I also have a little itchy hands when I see it, Ah Shang, let's go down together!"

How can you go down, you won't be beaten up, I might be beaten to death. Although when Ma knew that the reason why Fang Qing came all the way from China to School City was to help him conduct actual combat drills...... It is also commonly known as being beaten, but being beaten is not a good thing, so you can dodge, and when Ma is still ready not to give away people's heads.

"If I don't, I'll add two extra hours of hands-on training to someone's daily training sessions...... Hum. ”

Fang Hong picked up the neck meat of the big fat cat candy cube from the cat rack next to the shoe cabinet and held it in his arms, look at this guy is still staring at the innocent eyes and selling cuteness, Fang Hong is angry and funny and nodded its pink and black nose, this guy can't stay at home all the time to eat, sleep and eat, let's raise a cat, not a pig!

As soon as he finished saying this, Shangjo Dangma immediately stood up like a soldier, rushed in front of Fang Hong and pushed the door, but Fang Hong stopped him in advance...... Two identical taekwondo suits were found for him to change into.

Don't ask why you wear taekwondo uniforms to practice national arts, because taekwondo is very famous...... Taekwondo training uniforms are cheap and durable, even in ordinary clothing stores......

In the small park about 300 meters away from the east side of the mixed dormitory, Fang Hong and Shangtiao Dangma walked to the side of the flower bed with the dew that had not yet dispersed from the blades of grass in the early morning, and turned along the flower bed...... You can see a martial arts girl who looks like she is dancing.

Fang Hong stretched out his hand to stop Shang Tiao who was about to say good morning, he looked at Fang Qing's fists and feet with great interest, although he did not turn on the Heaven and Man mode, but with Fang Hong's eyesight that had been strengthened many times, he could naturally see it...... Every time Fang Qing's fists and feet attacked, an invisible fluctuation would appear on the surface of her skin that would shake the surrounding air, losing the air barrier, her fist speed could even be close to the speed of sound at that moment, you must know that even Fang Hong in the original Heavenly Gate Realm had to be strengthened by the six dazzling patterns to be able to perform a supersonic attack in a short time......

"Brother, when you come, move your muscles and bones, don't stand on the sidelines with that stupid boy and watch. ”

"Ah Qing, you are really close to the grandmaster level, if our father knows your promotion speed, I guess I don't know how to count me. ”

People just can't be compared, if you want to eat lemons, Fang Qing really deserves to be the hope of the old Fang family's future, compared to herself, a martial arts waste firewood, it is simply the pride of the sky, the son of the chosen one, the hero of the chosen one!

"Cut, even if you are a grandmaster, you are still a mortal, brother, you are no longer a human! Fang Qing exhaled a breath of turbid air and said half-jokingly.

"That's true, but I always feel like you're scolding me...... It's a pity I don't have proof. ”

"What do you think!

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