"Okay, I'm sure I will. Zhou Wen responded with a smile.

On the phone, Xie Qingzhu told him about the recent situation of the Martial Arts Society.

Zhou Wen didn't go to the Martial Arts Club at all during this time, and the Martial Arts Club had changed greatly.

This time, there are hundreds of newly recruited members, and these hundreds of students are all reserve forces of the martial arts club, and there are some students with better conditions.

Thinking about it, there was nothing to do, so Zhou Wen packed up and immediately rushed to the martial arts club.

On the second floor of the Cultural and Sports Hall, the training room of the Martial Arts Society.

As soon as Zhou Wen entered, he saw many childish students standing inside.

One by one, these students looked curiously at the sandbags, rings, wooden stakes and other training equipment placed in the training room, and chatted with each other.

Some of them were still fiddling in front of the wooden stakes, quite a bit of a look.

Seeing Zhou Wen walk in, a boy immediately ran over.

"Hello classmates, I am a freshman majoring in automation in the School of Mechanical and Electrical Engineering, my name is Li Hao. The boy said with a smile on his face.

Zhou Wen looked inside the training room, none of the old men of the martial arts club were there, and he didn't know what to do.

"My name is Zhou Wen and I am a freshman in the School of Economics. Zhou Wen said with a smile.

"From the School of Economics, I didn't expect that your School of Economics would also join the Martial Arts Club!" Li Hao said in surprise.

Hearing this, many people around looked over.

"This is the first student from the School of Economics I met today, aren't the students over there all a bunch of sissies, and there are also people who come to practice martial arts?"

"Looking at the appearance of this thin arm and thin leg, I guess I can't even pass the first step of the assessment, right?"

"That's for sure, those who practice martial arts still have to be those of us who are physically strong!"

"How can he represent our Huhai University to participate in the martial arts competition?"

The crowd muttered quietly.

Li Hao's face was a little embarrassed, he just said this in surprise, but he didn't expect it to cause such a big sensation.

"Zhou Wen, don't listen to their nonsense, come and stand here. Li Hao hurriedly said.

"Just now, a senior from the martial arts club came over and said let's wait for them here, and they will come over for a meeting for us later. Li Hao continued.

Zhou Wen nodded, not paying attention to the words of those students.

There are many colleges in Huhai University, and like those typical engineering colleges, it is natural to look down on their economics colleges.

It's like online science students and liberal arts students, natural opposites.

The Buddha said that the Buddha is reasonable.

What's more, in Zhou Wen's eyes, these students are just juniors, and he has no interest.

"Zhou Wen, do you have a lot of beauties in the School of Economics, can you introduce one to me, the girls in our School of Mechanical and Electrical Engineering are all dinosaurs, it's really hard to mouth!" Li Hao smiled a little shyly.

This person is a self-acquaintance, along the way, Li Hao doesn't know how many people he has greeted him, there are people from all colleges, and he is a natural social maniac.

Before he could say a few words to Zhou Wen, he began to ask Zhou Wen to introduce girls to each other.

Hearing this, a group of engineering men all pricked up their ears and listened.

They look down on the boys in the School of Economics, but their attitude towards the girls in the School of Economics is very different.

"Okay, but you have to enter the Martial Arts Club first. Zhou Wen smiled.

"Hey, what's so difficult about entering the martial arts club, isn't it just a selection assessment, there is absolutely no problem with my body!" Li Hao patted his chest and said.

The boys around him were disdainful, and they were all very confident in themselves.

It's just a selection of martial arts clubs, and it's hard to pass it.

If you can't pass it, it will be too embarrassing.

"Zhou Wen, I see you like this, it is difficult to pass the selection, I heard that the selection of the martial arts club is very strict, and it tests physical fitness. Li Hao said with concern.

"Bang!"

Before Zhou Wen could speak, there was a loud noise from a wooden stake on the side.

I saw a well-dressed boy in a handsome pose, slapping his palm on the wooden stake.

All eyes were on the past.

This man is handsome and tall, and the whole person is like a martial arts star.

Many girls in the martial arts club have begun to have gold stars in their eyes when they look at this boy.

Li Hao became indignant at this time.

"That boy's name is Song Rong, a student majoring in mechatronics at the School of Mechanical and Electrical Engineering, he seems to have practiced martial arts and has some skills. As Li Hao spoke, a sour feeling came to his face.

Song Rong slapped his palm on the wooden stake, and hit the wooden stake several times in a row, one move and one style, which looked extremely exciting.

The eyes of everyone in the entire martial arts club were all attracted to it, staring at Song Rong intently.

For everyone's attention, Song Rong was quite proud.

He kept changing his movements, flapping on the wooden stake.

"So handsome!"

"It's really handsome! Even if I can't join the martial arts club, I'm already satisfied to know such a boy!"

"I'm going to ask for contact information later, this handsome old lady is going to decide!"

One by one, the girls had Venus in their eyes.

When Song Rong heard this, his movements became even more energetic.

His hair fluttered with his movements, sweat splashed everywhere, and the sunlight was even more intoxicating.

The boys around were all a little sour, and there weren't many girls in the martial arts club, but now it's okay, they were all attracted by Song Rong, what else is there to do with them.

"The action is fancy and there is no practicality. ”

At this time, a faint voice suddenly sounded.

For a moment, everyone looked in the direction from which the voice came.

I saw Zhou Wen looking at Song Rong with an indifferent look.

Li Hao on the side was already dumbfounded.

What the hell is going on?

He didn't expect Zhou Wen to say such a sentence at all.

Song Rong, who was posing handsomely in front of the wooden stake, immediately stopped his movements and looked at Zhou Wen coldly.

"What did you just say?" Song Rong said coldly.

As his voice spoke, it seemed that the temperature had dropped by a few degrees.

"I said that your movements are fancy and useless, so if you go to the arena, I'm afraid that you will be beaten down in the first move!" Zhou Wen said lightly.

"This kid is crazy, isn't he? Song Rong's boxing is Huo Jiaquan, his moves and styles are much more powerful than ours, and even President Xie Qingzhu has praised him!"

"That's it, why does this kid say that Song Rong's moves are fancy, is it possible that he can be better than Song Rong?"

"With his appearance, it is impossible to beat Song Rong at all, I think he said this sentence to grandstand!"

A group of boys said one after another.

In the time of waiting, Song Rong had already shown his skills.

Even Xie Qingzhu praised him when he passed by.

Now Zhou Wen actually said that Song Rong's movements are fancy, isn't it funny?

You are a freshman, and you didn't even pass the selection, what else can you say if you don't want to be grandstanding?

Song Rong's face was proud, and he slowly walked in front of Zhou Wen, staring at Zhou Wen's face.

Li Hao, who was standing on the side, was covered in cold sweat, and hurriedly said: "Song Rong, my friend didn't mean it, don't be angry, he is talking nonsense!"

"I'm not talking nonsense, what our martial arts club wants is to be able to really participate in the competition, not this kind of fist embroidered legs!" Zhou Wen said sharply.

Li Hao's face was about to darken, and he had already explained to Zhou Wen, why did this student still talk like this?

He really wants to ask Zhou Wen now, are you crazy?

"What do you mean by that? You still regard yourself as the leader of the Martial Arts Society? Are you qualified?"

"What kind of fist embroidered legs, you should perform a flower fist embroidered legs to see!"

"He can't even compare to our Song Rong's leg hair!"

Some of the girls with gold stars in their eyes were also indignant, and they looked at Zhou Wen one by one.

Song Rong's face was already covered with a layer of anger.

"What's your name, how many students are you?" Song Rong said coldly.

At this moment, there are still girls around, and Song Rong deliberately maintains his demeanor.

"My name is Zhou Wen, a first-year student in the School of Economics. Zhou Wen smiled lightly.

"Why do you want to hit me?"

Before Song Rong could speak, Zhou Wen continued mercilessly.

For a while, all the threatening words that Song Rong had just come to his mouth were stuck in his throat, and he didn't know how to answer.

He was stunned for a moment, and then said: "You said that my boxing technique is flower fist embroidered legs, then please advise!"

"You're too weak, I'm not interested. Zhou Wen responded lightly.

Hearing this, Song Rong's face became gloomy.

He had been pretending to be cool next to him just now, but he didn't expect Zhou Wen to say such a sentence.

It had already made him unhappy, he wanted to say this, so that Zhou Wen could fight with him and see his strength, but he didn't want to be rejected directly.

Not interested, this one is even more humiliating.

Song Rong signed up for martial arts in a martial arts gym when he was in high school, and he laid the foundation of Huo Jiaquan.

He was a role model for his students from high school all the way to college.

Not only is he good at studying, but he is also good at physical fitness, he is also handsome and able to play, and he was born to be the focus of the crowd.

No one has ever said this about him, and at this moment, Zhou Wen actually said that he was too weak.

Is it tolerable or unbearable!

"I think this kid is just scared! Otherwise, why wouldn't he dare to try it with Song Rong!"

"That's it, if you're afraid, just say it, it's too weak!"

"What a bad breed, I don't even dare to fight, I can only talk about it!"

Many people around laughed and laughed.

"Zhou Wen, what kind of thing are you? dare to say that I'm too weak?" Song Rong said angrily.

He didn't want to take it anymore.

"I think people like you can only talk about it, and you can't even pass the selection of the waiting meeting!" Song Rong said proudly.

"Really?" Zhou Wen smiled.

"I don't know if I'll pass the selection, but I know I can make it to you. Zhou Wen said lightly.

Song Rong suddenly laughed out loud and said, "You're just a freshman, and you can still make me pass the selection!"

"Are you the president?" Hahaha!" Song Rong laughed while holding his stomach.

The people around them all laughed, and Zhou Wen's tone was too big.

At this time, a group suddenly walked in through the door of the training room.

"President Zhou, you're already here!" the group shouted excitedly and ran over one after another.

Hearing this title, Song Rong was dumbfounded.