After a 10-minute break, Fang Qi stood up from the stone chair and shouted to the playground: "Assemble! Prepare for training!!"

The history students scattered throughout the playground heard the shouts and gathered in the direction of Fangqi, like milk swallows returning to their nests.

After a period of training, the consciousness of the new students has been initially cultivated.

"The second training subject, Jun Posture Standing!"

"All of them, stand upright!!"

Fang Qi solemnly shouted the password, and a smile appeared on his face again. After a pause for a few seconds, he started with the first classmates in the first row, and checked their Jun posture movements one by one. It's just that when he turned around and looked up, his eyes always glanced at Han Zi'an at the rear, intentionally or unintentionally.

Han Zi'an seemed to feel Fang Qi's gaze, and he had some bad premonitions in his heart, the quiet environment seemed to be the calm before the storm, he always felt that Fang Qi must have a bad stomach in his mouth!

He secretly gritted his teeth fiercely, looking at Fang Qi's silhouette, his eyes were bright and dark, and he didn't know what he was thinking......

In the silent playground, only the sound of Fang Qi rang from time to time. About 5 minutes later, Fang got up and went to the last row.

He looked at Han Zi'an, who was standing at the end of the last row, and smiled silently. Then the smile disappeared and became serious and looked presentable.

Pacing behind Han Zi'an, his eyes patrolled up and down on Han Zi'an, trying to find the mistakes in Han Zi'an's movements.

Han Zi'an felt the cold light behind him, and his heart was ruthless, and he burst out of Shengping's greatest potential, and actually stood up in the standard Jun posture.

The current training ground is Fang Qi's home stadium, and he is ineffective no matter what he says. Here, his identity as the young son of the Han Group is like an ornament.

In this case, he has to put down the posture of the young man, devote himself to training, and can't let Fang Qi catch a little tail!

Then, looking for a suitable opportunity to overthrow Fang Qi in one fell swoop!

Because of Fang Qi, Han Zi'an's Junzi is not the best among the freshmen in the history department, but at least it can be ranked in the top ten.

It stands to reason that it is already very good that the freshman Junzi can stand up to this standard (thanks to Fang Qi who stimulated Han Zi'an's potential). Generally speaking, for this kind of freshmen, the instructor has already marked the mark of Junzi qualification in his heart, after all, the instructor cannot require everyone to be like Fang Qi, Junzi stands up to the standard and almost flawlessly.

But pinch, who is now training is the other side. It's unfortunate that last night, Han Zi'an just sent thugs to make things difficult for him. If it weren't for the fact that he had practiced Tai Chi Zhenquan, he might have been lying on a hospital bed at this moment.

There is kindness to repay kindness, there is revenge and revenge, but the simple truth is greater than the sky.

Fang Qi stood behind Han Zi'an for three minutes, seeing that Han Zi'an's back was cold and numb, and his heart almost collapsed. Just as he couldn't help but turn around and scold Fang Qi, Fang Qi spoke.

"Ahem...... That, Han Zi'an, your military posture is not right!"

Han Zi'an's face turned long, and he looked like he was eating, and he was yin**: "Fang Qi! What the hell are you going to do!!Let me tell you, you can compare and contrast all the freshmen present, how is my military posture?!huh?"

Fang Qi was not moved by Han Zi'an's words in the slightest, and said calmly: "As the noble son of the Han Group, how can you demand yourself according to the standards of ordinary students?

After speaking, Fang Qi didn't give Han Zi'an a chance to quibble, and directly pointed to Han Zi'an's head and said, "Look at it! Your head is slightly tilted to the right, and your whole body is not in a straight line at all!!"

This is not all, after speaking, he pointed to Han Zi'an's left hand and said: "Look at it! You are carrying such a bright and shiny watch, at worst, it will shake my eyes, what if I am blinded?

Han Zi'an couldn't sit still, and pointed at Fang Qi's left hand at the top of his throat and roared, "Then don't you also have a watch!!"

Fang Qi's face did not change in the slightest, and he said quietly: "This is different, mine is a black plastic watch, it won't blind your eyes." Moreover, I am not standing in a military posture now, but teaching you to stand in a military posture. So, do you understand?"

"Oh yes! I found a very serious problem! Look at you! The left foot is 1 centimeter protruding from the right foot, and it doesn't look uniform. It's ugly!!"

Under Fang Qi's three consecutive critical blows, Han Zi'an was speechless with anger, and his body had begun to tremble slightly, obviously having endured it to the limit.

And the freshmen who were standing straight on the side were also dumbfounded when they heard Fang Qi's three consecutive critical hits. They didn't expect that Fang Qi was not only strong in his hands, but also stronger in his mouth! Under a series of words attack, Han Zi'an was speechless!

Of course, the factor of acting instructors plays a big role. If Fang Qi was not the acting instructor, Han Zian would really be worthy of Fang Qi, and he would have confronted him with a strong posture from the beginning.

At the same time, many people began to secretly admire Fang Qi in their hearts. Don't look at Fang Qi's scenery now, but this is just a momentary majesty. He offended Han Zi'an, as long as he waited for Jun Xun's end, he would inevitably suffer Han Zi'an's stormy revenge!

Just ask, none of the freshmen present dared to pat their chests and guarantee that they would be safe and sound in Han Zi'an's crazy revenge.

Therefore, they admired Fang Qi for daring to confront Han Zi'an with the strength of one person, and even the entire Han Group, and they admired Fang Qi's courage.

No one is optimistic about Fang Qi. The energy of the Han Group is not something that ordinary people like them can imagine, just thinking about it, the Han Group has been able to stand in Kyoto, where there are many talents and masters, for a hundred years, it is enough to imagine the terrible thing about the Han Group.

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Han Zi'an was so targeted by Fang Qi that he couldn't even care about the idea of temporarily dormant before. His face was extremely ugly, his eyes widened and he confronted Fang Qi, like a hungry wolf who wanted to eat people, and gritted his teeth and said, "Fang Qi, you deceive people too much!!"

Seeing that the heat was almost over, Fang Qi put on a simple and harmless smile, and said righteously: "Oh! Brother Zi'an is exaggerating! I'm just doing this for your own good! As the saying goes, beating is kissing and scolding is love, I am so strict with you in order to make you better, why don't you understand my good intentions~."

Alas~"

Han Zi'an was so angry that he jumped like thunder, especially Fang Qi's sentence 'beating is kissing and scolding is love', which was even more of an explosive point.

Fang Qi had been observing Han Zi'an's facial expression from beginning to end, and he was really about to be unbearable when he saw the other party. So, he patted Han Zi'an on the shoulder heavily, and secretly used internal force to press back Han Zi'an's figure who wanted to jump out of the queue very hard.

He still had a sincere smile on his face, and said, "Okay, okay, good medicine, good taste is good for disease, I hope that in the future, Brother Zi'an can understand my good intentions......"

With that, he walked to the front of the queue without looking back.

The moment Han Zi'an pressed Fang Qi's palm on his shoulder, he was taken aback in his heart, and the boundless anger directly dissipated in half. At that moment, he felt as if he was being held down by a mountain, making it difficult for him to breathe.

The intense shock made his mind go a little blank, and he didn't even notice Fang Qi's movements.

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The freshmen looked at Fang Qi's figure returning to the front of the queue, and the queue, which had been a little commotionous, gradually quieted down and returned to its previous quiet and neatness.

Fang Qi's gaze glanced at all the freshmen, and stayed in Meng Wan'er's direction for a few more moments, without a trace. Beauty, it's pleasing to the eye to look at it twice.

Then, he touched his chin and thought for a while, thinking that such a simple training was a bit boring. His eyes inadvertently glanced at the big watermelon that Meng Wan'er gave him in the shade of the tree, and he had a plan.