Jiangnan City, Jiangnan University.

A milky white car slowly drove through the campus.

Han Dong sat in the passenger seat, looking at the students coming and going on campus, and his emotions were a little complicated.

As a matter of fact.

He had planned to take two photos at the main entrance after arriving at Jiangnan Academy...... Then, with respect, carefully observe the main entrance of the school, and finally enter the school.

But under Jiang Ling's driving skills, before he could shout, the car had already driven into the campus.

I didn't even see the main entrance of the school very clearly.

"But that's fine. ”

Han Dong breathed a sigh of relief: "On campus, Jiang Ling is driving very slowly, at least there is no need to worry about it anymore." ”

Thinking so.

While listening to Jiang Ling's casual introduction, he looked at the scene in the school.

The most common thing on the road is students holding books and carrying school bags, hurrying back and forth...... The second most frequent occurrence is a couple holding hands.

Wait!

The couple in the grove...... Where did the boy's hand go into??

Han Dong's face stiffened, slowly returned to his right, looked straight ahead, and was a little embarrassed and speechless: "It doesn't seem to be very good to be deaf and clear." ”

He always felt weird.

All in all, this is very different from what I envisioned.

Since entering the school, my mood has been unusually calm, there is no excitement, not to mention the feeling of ecstasy, nervousness, and apprehension, I only feel a little melancholy in my heart.

It's like a tranquil lake.

According to Han Dong's expectations, if he can really reach the third grade entrance examination, he will definitely be happy...... Now it's a lot of fun, just like a normal and ordinary experience, and there's nothing to be proud of.

"I think so. ”

Han Dong looked out the window indifferently: "No matter how noble a first-class school is, it is always just a school, which belongs to the realm of the real world. And my path is in the world of martial arts. ”

Think about it this way.

He also realized why he was melancholy.

No matter how hard you try to integrate into the campus, you will never be able to truly become a member of the campus. After all, with Ning Moli Shizun, he must reach the martial artist before the end of the year, and it is estimated that the mystery of the martial arts world will be completely unveiled by then.

Han Dong was thinking.

Whew!

The unusually sharp braking made Han Dong's body tremble.

"What's going on?"

Han Dong looked at the front of the car suspiciously, there were no passing students, and there were no obstacles.

Jiang Ling breathed a sigh of relief and looked frightened: "I ran a cat in front of the car just now, and I almost hit the cat." With that, she released the brake pedal and continued driving.

“......”

Han Dong's face was dark.

About three minutes.

After going around in circles, Jiang Ling finally drove to the fitness building of Jiangnan Academy.

She looked at Han Dong and said, "I happened to have no class in the morning, so I'll take a look at our school's martial arts test by the way." ”

"Good. ”

Han Dong said with a smile.

......

On a hot summer day, the sun shines brightly.

A two-storey fitness building, the exterior is black and gray marble, which looks elegant and solemn, and the main entrance is about 20 meters wide with four glass doors, rendering a sense of majestic luxury.

"I heard that there is a martial arts test for the college entrance examination today. ”

"That's right, I saw the announcement on the official website yesterday, today is our school's martial arts test, and I don't know how many martial arts students can be in this class, there were only about ten in the last session. ”

Two girls with short sleeves and short skirts held each other's arms and walked to the fitness building. In addition to them, some students walked to the fitness building one after another.

Han Dong looked at it lightly.

Suddenly, a strange thought popped up in his head - this fitness building is not much better than even a high-end club.

"Let's go. ”

Jiang Ling patted Han Dong on the shoulder.

——

Inside the fitness building.

Rather than a fitness building, it is better to change it to a martial arts building.

The interior is very spacious, with a solid concrete floor, and a circle of grandstand seats around it, with a ring in the center, and some martial arts equipment, which are placed casually next to it.

Incomparably simple arrangement,

The total area of the grandstand area and the ring is only a quarter of the concrete floor.

"Tsk. ”

"The simpler it is, the more atmospheric it is. Han Dong smacked his tongue secretly.

Jiang Ling shook his head, his eyes were full of disappointment: "The fitness building is too simple, just from the outside, I thought it was very delicate and brilliant inside, after all, the main entrance is quite gorgeous." ”

She hadn't been here before.

On weekdays, unless you are a martial arts student, you are not allowed to enter and exit the gym at will.

Jiang Ling sighed and comforted in a low voice: "Han Dong, the school is indeed a little stingy, but it is still good in other aspects, such as the installation of air conditioning in the student dormitories. ”

"Yes. ”

Han Dong smiled and bowed his head.

In fact, such an arrangement means that the martial arts teaching of Jiangnan School has real materials. After all, practicing martial arts doesn't require much fancy stuff.

The concrete floor is the finishing touch.

With his third-grade grade alone, if he bursts out with all his strength, I am afraid that he can easily step on the brick surface. Even if the marble brick surface can withstand it, it can't withstand the accumulated outbreak.

"Alright. ”

Jiang Ling glanced at the registration office next to the ring and pulled Han Dong over.

......

Registration.

There was only one young man wearing a denim top and denim shorts...... He was sitting leisurely, holding an iPhone, seemingly playing a game.

"Ahem. ”

Jiang Ling coughed.

"Ahem. ”

Jiang Ling coughed again.

The young man raised his head in surprise, glanced at Jiang Ling, and continued to bow his head.

Han Dong and Jiang Ling are both eye-catching...... This young man has handsome and elegant facial features, a dusty temperament, and he is like a beautiful man in an idol drama, and his shawl hair renders an artistic temperament.

Could it be that this is the martial arts instructor of Jiangnan Academy?

Han Dongzheng was secretly pondering.

Normally, you must be at least middle-aged or above to be a teacher, let alone a teacher who teaches martial arts.

"Alas. ”

The young man suddenly sighed, picked up his mobile phone, looked at Jiang Ling, and said, "Classmate, treat the illness as soon as you are sick, don't delay the condition." ”

Jiang Ling's face froze, and he barely squeezed out a polite smile: "Classmate, I'm not sick." ”

The fluttering young man shook his head: "You are not a martial arts student. In addition, I am the current martial arts instructor of Jiangnan Academy, named Yan Cangtu. ”

I?

Martial arts instructor?

Jiang Ling looked at the young man with a stunned face, only to feel that the scene was extremely embarrassing...... She really wanted to know what was going on with 'me'?

In normal communication, how can anyone call himself with the ancient noun 'I'.

All of a sudden.

Yan Cangtu, a graceful young man, had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, his eyes were like dew, and his eyes fell on Han Dong's face, he looked up and down, and said with a smile: "Martial arts student, stretch out your hand." ”

Han Dong didn't say much, and stretched out his right palm.

Boom.

Yan Cangtu slapped Han Dong's right palm twice and bowed his head slightly.

What the!?

Han Dong's eyelids jumped, as if an inexplicable force penetrated into his body, looming, and then disappeared without a trace.

His heart sank.

"This Yan Cangtu is definitely not a martial artist of the ninth grade, he is definitely a martial artist above the first grade. Han Dong pursed his lips, and there was no doubt in his heart. The elegant young man in front of him is about the current martial arts instructor of Jiangnan Academy.

Immediately.

Yan Cangtu continued to sit on the chair and said with a smile: "Sanpin martial arts student, take out your college entrance examination admission ticket." ”

Han Dong handed out his admission ticket and handed it to Yan Cangtu.

"Hmm, Han Dong, from Suhe City Experimental Senior High School......" Yan Cangtu looked at it lightly, suddenly his face was slightly sluggish, he blinked, and said secretly: "Su, Suhe City Experimental Ning Maniac's Territory??"

His face changed slightly, as if he remembered something.

Han Dong and Jiang Ling stood in the admissions office.

There were about four or five martial arts students, basically accompanied by relatives and friends, standing behind Han Dong and queuing quietly.

They either came from other areas of Jiangnan City, or from other prefecture-level cities in Jiangnan Province, but there were no martial arts students from outside the province for the time being.

......

A tall female martial arts student with an ordinary appearance, but her figure is first-class. She stood in the back row of the line, looked at Yan Cangtu twice, and couldn't help but look at her mother suspiciously.

She thought about it, typed a line on her phone, and handed it to her mother: "The teacher is too young. ”

Her mother's face was delicate, wearing graceful clothes, and she chuckled: "Don't worry, my mother has already made it clear to you, and going to school here is the right way." ”

......

A tall and sturdy martial arts student, holding milk tea, snorted and sipped.

His gaze was indifferent, standing behind Han Dong, as if nothing could move him, no matter how young the teacher was. Because he has enough self-confidence - he is a second-grade martial arts student.

So.

Next to him stood a girl with an innocent face, who was his current girlfriend, who was still in the second year of high school.

......

Registration.

Yan Cangtu leaned forward, leaned forward with his palms on the table, and looked at Han Dong suspiciously: "It's really not easy for you to be alive." But that's what it looks like—"

Phew!

Yan Cangtu stood up suddenly, his face solemn and serious.

"Ahh

Jiang Ling was taken aback, and couldn't help but pat his chest at the beginning of the scale, and glared at Yan Cangtu complainingly.

"Teacher?"

Han Dong also hesitated.

The next moment.

"Han Dong. Yan Cangtu's face was serious, and his clear voice echoed around, revealing surprise and curiosity: "Could it be ...... You're the only martial arts genius in the world?"