"Whew, whew!" The even panting sound came from afar in the campus greenway of Jiangcheng University of Media and Communication, and in the faint mist of the early morning, a tall and burly figure ran out.

Black shorts, strong and powerful long legs, like a windmill constantly stirring, white vest, big waist and round figure, bulging muscles outline solid lines, sweat-soaked skin, as if breathing is exuding a strong hormonal atmosphere!

The man who exercised in the morning was, of course, Yang Yi.

After coming to live here, Yang Yi felt very comfortable, not only did he have a vast campus for exercising every day, but also the high-quality air in Tingshan District also made his internal cultivation improve by leaps and bounds.

Of course, he is not alone on the way to morning exercises, Jiang Chuan is the top media school in China, every morning, there are many diligent students who get up, and there are not many people who exercise, but those who open their voices to practice their voices, hone their mouths, and practice musical instruments abound in all corners of the campus.

Although Yang Yi couldn't stand this kind of restraint, he still cast envious eyes from time to time.

Campus life, a place where youth can be swayed unbridled, and romantic and innocent love, these are all lives that he has never experienced.

Even if you are reborn, you can't experience it...... Talking about it, Yang Yi is still a little depressed.

"Help!"

Yang Yi had already run along the campus greenway to the depths of Tingshan, and suddenly a voice shouting for help came from a distance. He couldn't help but slow down, frowning and looking in the direction where the voice came from.

Could it be a bloody plot of a hero saving beauty?

How can it be......

After a while, Yang Yi saw a nimble little fat man rushing out of the grass, panicking and stumbling to escape.

Immediately, a black wild boar also came out of the grass behind him, the wild boar is not big, it is bigger than the dog, but looking at the sharp fangs, it shows a ferocity different from that of domestic pigs.

"Huh!" the wild boar chased after him with red eyes.

The little fat man is more than six meters old, but it is estimated that he has one hundred and sixty pounds, and the fat on his stomach trembles and trembles, and he can run so fast when he is scared that his farts are rolling and his urine is flowing, which is really amazing.

Of course, now is not the time to watch the play, Yang Yi shouted, stepped forward, and crossed the little fat man.

"No, it's dangerous!" the little fat man was taken aback, and he wanted to turn around and pull Yang Yi, but the scene he saw when he turned his head made his eyes pop out.

I saw Yang Yi rushing towards the wild boar, and suddenly turned sideways to avoid the wild boar's collision, and then his left leg didn't know how to make a move, hooked the wild boar's hind legs, and followed the opponent's momentum to pick it up!

And that's not all!

After dozens of kilograms of wild boar was picked up by Yang Yi like a football, Yang Yi turned around and smashed his right leg in mid-air on the belly of the wild boar......

"Whew. The boar screamed abruptly in the air, and then fell into the grass from which it had run, and did not move.

"Oh my God!" the little fat man looked stupid.

But he was really bold—or he wouldn't have gone to the mountains early in the morning to provoke a wild boar—and he suppressed the fear in his heart, and went to the grass to look at it for a while.

Finally, he confirmed, looked at Yang Yi tremblingly, and asked, "It, it's dead?"

Yang Yi looked at him indifferently and nodded.

Don't underestimate Yang Yi, is it good? Although he has not yet recovered half of his ability in his previous life, a wild boar that is not much bigger than a dog was hit in the abdomen by his internal strength, and all his internal organs were shattered, how could he still survive?

However, in contrast, he was more curious, how could there be wild boars in this mountain, and how did this little fat man provoke this wild boar?

If it weren't for curiosity, after Yang Yi kicked the wild boar to death, he left in style.

However, the little fat man was more fanatical than him, and suddenly his eyes lit up, he pounced, took Yang Yi's hand, and said reverently: "Hero, you take me as an apprentice! I want to learn kung fu from you!

At that moment, Yang Yi had a bad feeling.

Oops, it seems to be entangled by a dead pervert!

Of course, the little fat man is not a dead pervert, but he is stickier than kraft candy, Yang Yi used his running speed to shake him off, and as a result, when he went down the mountain, Yang Yi saw this guy again, he actually waited at the exit, and he didn't know where to get a bicycle, and he rode behind him.

"Master, you can take me as an apprentice! You can let me be a cow and a horse!" said the little fat man, panting.

It's really useless, Yang Yi doesn't look down on him at all, he has run such a long distance with his feet, and his breathing is very even, this little fat man is as tired as a dog when riding a bicycle.

Don't say that Yang Yi didn't think about accepting disciples at all, even if he wanted to, he wouldn't be happy to accept a waste!

However, the little fat man was really persevering, and followed Yang Yi back to the small building, and the café had not yet been renovated, so Yang Yi went up to the second floor from the back stairs, and the little fat man still followed shamelessly.

Yang Yi frowned, resisting the urge to throw him out.

I have to say that the tenacity of the little fat man makes Yang Yi feel a little good.

"This building, it seems, it seems to be Professor Hu's!" The little fat man who turned into a jack-of-all-trades patted his head and asked in surprise, "Master, are you Professor Hu's son?"

Originally, Yang Yi didn't want to pay attention to him, this guy was just a chatter, and he had broken thoughts along the way, but now he guessed so outrageously.

Yang Yi turned his head angrily and glared at him: "This house, I rented it!"

"Oooh!" the little fat man was delighted, because the "master" had finally spoken to him.

"That......" he wanted to keep repeating.

"Shut up!" Yang Yi didn't reply, and sealed his mouth with a sound.

The little fat man had no choice but to shut up obediently, but he still looked around curiously, and the question in his heart began to slowly hold back again: "You live in such a big house alone? Where did Professor Hu go? Master, where did you learn such good kung fu......

I just can't ask, it makes him so uncomfortable.

"Have you had breakfast?" Yang Yi took off his wet vest in the envious eyes of the little fat man, wiped the sweat off his body, changed into a dry T-shirt, and then walked into the kitchen and asked casually.

"Didn't eat. As if he had been amnestied, the little fat man excitedly opened the conversation, "Master, do you know how to cook? No, I mean, you also prepare breakfast yourself?"

Yang Yi ignored him, fried eggs and ham by himself, and made a plate of vegetable and fruit salad, one for each person, and brought it to the restaurant.

"Master, you are so powerful, my saliva is about to flow out!" said the little fat man with a look of adoration.

Yang Yi smiled, his expression was not so indifferent, he pointed to the plate in front of the little fat man, and said, "Eat, don't be cold." ”

After integrating into the new identity, Yang Yi has been reflecting, is he still living as withdrawn as in his previous life?

Now that he has met a cheeky little fat man, Yang Yi suddenly thinks that it is also a good choice to properly contact some strangers and meet some friends.

(PS: It seems that there are book friends over there who say that they can't comment?Xiao Han doesn't know what the situation is, Xiao Han hasn't deleted everyone's book reviews, is it the system itself that deleted it?)