At around 12:30, Fang Qi said goodbye to Chen Shiqian, left the South Campus, and returned to the villa on Tiannan Street. He came back on purpose to feed Xiao Hei.

Xiao Hei is still too young, and he is in the time of growing his body, and if he doesn't eat a meal, it may have an unknown impact on the future. He is also a dog lover himself, and since he adopted Xiao Hei, he must do his best to take care of Xiao Hei.

Not only that, but Fang Qi also wants to make Xiao Hei the most beautiful dog, even if it is not inferior to those precious golden retrievers, shepherds, Labradors, etc. He wants Xiao Hei to reach the pinnacle of canines in terms of appearance, momentum, wisdom and other aspects!

However, he can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, this is just a preliminary idea of his. At present, it is better to raise Xiao Hei's body first, raise the fat and fat, and lay a solid foundation first.

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In the headquarters of the Han Group in the western ward of Kyoto, the 66-story office building shows the wealth of the Han Group.

Han Zi'an sat in the luxurious private suite on the top floor, thinking about Fang Qi's humiliation of himself in the morning, and his eyes flashed with hatred. He had never suffered such a great humiliation since he was a child, and he vowed to take revenge on Fang Qi fiercely, otherwise how would he gain a foothold in the Kyoto celebrity circle?

Han Zi'an was thinking about it, when there was a 'click' at the door, and a middle-aged man wearing a brand-name suit and meticulously combed his hair walked in, facing Han Zi'an with his head down all the time, looking humble.

"Young Master, the investigation materials you want have been prepared for you. ”

"Oh?" Han Zi'an sat up from the sofa, a flash of excitement flashed in his eyes, and he quickly snatched the information in the man's hand, and looked down with interest.

A few minutes later, Han Zi'an raised his head, his long and narrow eyes flashed with a faint and cold glow, and he muttered to himself: "Sure enough, it's similar to what I thought, Fang Qi doesn't have any background at all......!" You don't have to have any scruples......"

Han Zi'an looked up at the middle-aged man on the side, with a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes, and said, "Uncle Jin, you go and arrange a few thugs to beat up this person on the information! Don't beat people to death, I haven't played enough......"

The middle-aged man named Uncle Jin nodded silently and retreated to carry out Han Zi'an's orders.

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Afternoon, 2:30 p.m.

On the East Campus of Beijing University, on the playground, which covers an extremely wide area, square teams composed of freshmen are distributed in different locations of the playground, each dividing its own territory and not interfering with each other.

The team of hundreds of people in the history department is located in the lower left corner of the playground. Compared with the teams of other majors, there are still fewer people in the history department. After all, not many people are really interested in history.

From a distance, Fang Qi, who stood in the first column, was still the most eye-catching one. Why, because Fang Qi's movements are too standard and too stylish.

The movements of other people are not comparable to his at all, just like the distance between a pheasant and a phoenix, which makes people see the gap at a glance.

Instructor Guo Weiyun stood in front of the queue, his hands behind his back, his eyes roaming back and forth among all the freshmen. However, the place where his gaze stayed the most was still the direction of Fang Qi.

Fang Qi's performance in the morning really amazed himself. At the same time, however, it has brought some problems. A third of Jun's training time, or 5 days, is spent practicing queue movements. This got him thinking.

In previous years, five days of training was simply not enough. Cohort is easy to learn, but difficult to say. It is simple because the queue movement is very simple to learn, as long as the body is not an abnormally uncoordinated person, you can learn it after practicing it several times. It's hard to say because it's hard to be proficient in queue movements and be meticulous in your standards.

Coincidentally, Fang Qi did it unexpectedly. This made Guo Weiyun have to sigh that there really are so-called geniuses in this world. And Fang Qi is a genius in the column.

And Fang Qi's over-excellence has also led to the fact that he has nothing to teach Fang Qi now, and if he wants to teach, it is also the content of the next stage, and it is far from time...... Thinking about it, he already had a decision in his heart.

So he said, "Fang Qi." ”

"Here!"

"In light of your excellent performance this morning, I have decided to give you custody!"

Fang Qi was a little surprised, raised his head and touched the other party's eyes, and could see that the other party was not joking, and still had some doubts in his heart, so he asked, "Escrow?"

Guo Weiyun nodded solemnly and said, "Yes, the right of custody! You who have the right of custody are equivalent to half an instructor, and you can teach them training instead of me." I'm sure you'll be up to the task!"

That's right, since Fang Qi's training is so outstanding, then he will make the best use of everything and decentralize power to Fang Qi, which can not only reduce his workload, but also set an example for other freshmen, killing two birds with one stone.

The conversation between the instructor and Fang Qi made the other freshmen look at each other, and this was the first time they had heard of this kind of thing. I didn't expect that the training was excellent to a certain extent, and I was able to exercise power instead of the instructor!

However, no one was unconvinced, they all saw Fang Qi's performance, and it was reasonable for him to be appreciated by the instructor. They are just surprised, and they will inevitably sigh with emotion: wolves travel thousands of miles to eat meat, and people who are awesome are still awesome wherever they go, and Fang Qi is undoubtedly the best example.

Fang Qi's face returned to calm, and after weighing it, he said, "I don't have any opinions. ”

Instructor Guo Weiyun nodded, patted Fang Qi on the shoulder, and left the playground after an explanation, obviously very relieved of him.

"Fang Qi, the Department of History will be handed over to you this afternoon, and the training tasks are those subjects in the morning, I believe you can, don't let me down. ”

Fang Qi scratched his head, turned his head to look at the freshman team behind him, and found that the hundred freshmen were also looking at him. He stared at the freshmen for a while, ignoring Luo Le, who was squeezing his eyebrows at him, and recalled the scene of the instructor training in his mind, and said in a similar manner: "This afternoon, we will practice the queue movements, requiring the movements to be uniform and neat, reflecting the atmosphere that Jun people should have!"

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At first, Fang Qi was still a little restrained, but as time went on, he gradually let go. Because he was born in a half-baked background, or because he was also a freshman, Fang Qi's training method was not as depressing as Guo Weiyun's, which made people breathless, but became much more humane.

Of course, if someone is lazy, he will also show his ruthless side. Under the combination of grace and power, the training effect is surprisingly good.

In the distance, instructor Guo Weiyun was holding an inferior cigarette, squinting at the direction of the freshmen of the history department, and seeing that Fang Qi's training was gradually on the right track, he was completely relieved.

Time passed quietly, and in the blink of an eye, it was half past five in the afternoon.

"Everyone trained well today, I have already communicated with the instructor, and it is time to disband. Fang Qi said.

All the freshmen were pleasantly surprised and secretly relieved, feeling that this was the best news they had heard today.

Fang Qi simply cleaned up and walked to the parking space next to the playground.

"Fang Qi, see you tomorrow!" Luo Le waved to Fang Qi.

"See you tomorrow. After Fang Qi said a brief goodbye to Luo Le, he started the Hongqi supercar and drove off the campus.

Originally, in addition to the daytime training, Jun Xun couldn't be idle when he returned to the dormitory, folding quilts, engaging in housekeeping, practicing military songs and other content was waiting for you. However, in view of Fang Qi's excellent performance, Guo Weiyun didn't care about these details, excellent people will always have some privileges.

The instructors didn't have any opinions, and the freshmen didn't say anything. It's just that when I fold the quilt at night, I can't help but envy Fang Qi.