It's hard to say whether the country is easy to change hands or not, but Jiang Qiao is famous in a fight.

The inspirational story of how she counterattacked from a waste fat girl to become a goddess of kung fu has been passed down in several versions in the school, attracting countless classmates to yearn for it. No one dared to bully her and Su Xi casually anymore, and those classmates who had bullied them in the past avoided Jiang Qiao. It's no wonder that even Lin Weiwei is completely wilted, what are they still jumping on?

Since Lin Rongrong lost, Lin Weiwei no longer has the arrogance she used to have, and her words and deeds are much more low-key. It's just that every time I see Jiang Qiao and Su Xi, I can't wait for a knife to fly out of my eyes. She is really unwilling, why did all the wind direction change overnight, she is no longer the first sister in the thirteenth middle school, and the ginger fat that she regards as a bunch of tattered on weekdays can successfully counterattack, what kind of shit luck is this?!

Also, if she can't be a sister in the future, then who will be the person who is the most compatible with Pei Xiaocao?

Is ginger fat?!

As soon as she thought of this, Lin Weiwei felt that her heart was about to explode! No, she couldn't accept it no matter what!

But whether she can accept it or not, Jiang Qiao's life is like a hanging, and she begins to sing all the way. After Lin Rongrong withdrew from the martial arts group, Jiang Qiao naturally replaced her and became the person who represented the school in this martial arts competition.

So between the heavy schoolwork and intensive training, Jiang Qiao was busy and his feet did not touch the ground.

She was joined by Zhou Yuan, a senior in the third year of high school, who was going to compete in the men's competition. Zhou Yuan's ancestral home is from the north, and it is said that he has practiced Tongbei Boxing with the second uncle next door to him since he was a child. Tong Bei Quan and Wing Chun are both traditional Chinese martial arts, only one is northern boxing and the other is southern boxing. Since ancient times, there have been some controversies between the north and the south, and there has always been some controversy between the southern and northern boxing, Jiang Qiao had only heard Lao Wu mention it in the past, but he didn't want to hear it from Zhou Yuan's mouth.

According to Zhou Yuan, his second uncle once told him that Wing Chun is a women's boxing, which is a trick of embroidering legs, which is useless, so he does not recognize Wing Chun in his eyes. When he said this, he looked at Jiang Qiao with some disdain in his eyes.

Jiang Qiao remembered that he was also a master who taught martial arts, but Lao Wu could say that "there is no good or bad boxing, and there are high and low martial arts", and he really sighed that it was not the same realm. Regarding the controversy between the north and the south, Lao Wu taught Jiang Qiao like this: "Although the controversy exists, the most important thing for those who practice martial arts is to have a mind and bearing, just focus on the attainments of martial arts, and must not do some verbal disputes." ”

Jiang Qiao thought so.

But Zhou Yuan's master may not have taught him this, so he has always been sneering at Jiang Qiao and has a not very friendly attitude.

Regarding Zhou Yuan's words and deeds, Guo Xiaojie, a classmate of the martial arts group, also told Jiang Qiao in private. Zhou Yuan has always regarded himself very highly, and there is no one in his eyes, but in the past, Zhou Yuan did not dare to be too presumptuous when Lin Rongrong was there, but now that Lin Rongrong has withdrawn from the group, Zhou Yuan naturally bullies newcomers. The school also knows Zhou Yuan's character, but who made the thirteenth middle school prosperous and yang, girls can fight one after another, and boys choose one Zhou Yuan, barely make do with it!

Jiang Qiao snorted coldly in his heart, who said that only Zhou Yuan could be beaten? Her little uncle Pei could beat ten Zhou Yuan alone.

Zhou Yuan's level is really not good, Jiang Qiao has tried with him a few times, and there is no difference between victory and defeat. But Zhou Yuan insisted that he had won, and was complacent that the northern fist had won over the southern fist. Because Jiang Qiao participated in the competition for the first time, the school originally arranged for Zhou Yuan to take her to familiarize herself with the competition system and schedule of Sanshou Competition, as well as some rules and taboos of the competition. But Zhou Yuan "forgot" about this matter at all, and didn't mention it, just waiting to see Jiang Qiao's jokes......

Seeing that the game was imminent, Jiang Qiao was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, but he didn't want to beg Zhou Yuan, who had eyes on the top of his head, and just didn't know what to do, Uncle Pei Xiaoshi said lightly in WeChat: "It's just a small competition, can't I teach you?"

Through the screen, Jiang Qiao could imagine Pei Yi's expression of rolling his eyes there.

Golden Horn King: ...... Uncle Junior, have you participated in the competition?

Uncle Pei: No, but I have watched a lot of videos of my dad's games since I was a child.

Golden Horn King: ...... Video of your dad's game?

Uncle Pei: Well, my dad was the champion of national arts back then.

……

This is the first time after the Ferris wheel that Pei Yi took the initiative to mention his parents in front of Jiang Qiao. Although the tone is very flat, there is a faint sense of pride between the lines. It seems that Pei Yi must be very proud of his father......

Jiang Qiao always felt that he did something wrong in the Ferris wheel last time, although it was unintentional, but he always felt that he should apologize to others.

Golden Horn King: ...... I'm sorry Uncle Junior, I was on the Ferris wheel last time...... I didn't mean to bring up your sadness.

After the news was sent, there was silence for a long time. Just when Jiang Qiao was nervous, the mobile phone shook, and a new message appeared on the screen.

Uncle Pei: It's okay, in fact, I should thank you for accompanying me on the Ferris wheel once. When I was a child, my parents would take me to that playground every Chinese New Year's holiday, and every time we would ride that Ferris wheel...... It's just that after they died, I never played again.

Jiang Qiao read this message several times, and always felt a little inexplicably distressed, so her brain was hot, and she actually replied: You're welcome little uncle, if you like it, we can often play in the future!

Pei Yi on the other end stared at the screen for a long time, a warmth appeared in his heart, and the corners of his lips unconsciously lifted lightly. Touching the screen with his fingertips, he replied: I know how to play, but can I learn it or not?

Golden Horn King: ???

The Golden Horn King: Learning, Learning......

Jiang Qiao looked confused, it was really a March day, and Uncle Xiao's face would change.

Oh, man.

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With the divine assistance of Uncle Pei, Jiang Qiao quickly mastered the rules of the Sanshou Competition. And in addition to the rules, he also taught a lot of experience and scoring skills that he had summed up from "watching movies for many years". Jiang Qiao recorded all of these in her notebook, and she took them out and flipped through them between trainings.

So Zhou Yuan began to change his sarcastic Wing Chun boxing according to the script, he sneered: "On the day of the game, don't forget to bring this book to the court, because before you are beaten, you can tell your opponent, wait a while, let me find a way to deal with it! Ha, ha, ha!"

Jiang Qiao turned a deaf ear to this and took him as a fart.

The competition began on a sunny Saturday, and the physical education teacher led the wushu team to the city gymnasium.

As soon as she entered the venue, Jiang Qiao felt a gaze following her like a shadow. Curiously, he turned his head and searched around, and saw a tall girl standing not far away, staring at her through the crowd.

Hmm? Is it her delusion? Why do you feel that this girl's eyes don't look friendly?

Jiang Qiao was secretly wondering, Guo Xiaojie on the side said in her ear: "That's Wang Ya of the Ninth Middle School, who has practiced Shaolin boxing in the Northern School, and lost to Rong Rong for two consecutive years, and has a nickname called "Forever Second Place", I guess I know that you have replaced Rong Rong to participate in the competition this time, and I want to be ashamed! Jiang Qiao, you have to be careful, her feet are very ruthless!"

Jiang Qiao nodded and secretly wrote down this person.

The audience began to fill up one after another, and most of the people who came to watch the game were classmates, relatives and friends, cheering and shouting one after another. Jiang Qiao looked left and right, and found Su Xi who was trying to wave at her in an inconspicuous corner, and felt a little more at ease.

Before the start of the game, the physical education teacher held a small meeting for them in the rest area, re-emphasizing the rules and precautions of the competition system, Jiang Qiao listened attentively, and found that it was the same as what Pei Yi taught her, so she was relieved. Zhou Yuan, who was on the side, stretched his neck and waited to see Jiang Qiao's good show, but seeing that her expression was as usual at the moment, there seemed to be a faint feeling of victory in her eyes, and she couldn't help but muttered in disappointment: "You just pretend!

In fact, there were very few martial arts competitions for high school students, but in the past two years, the style of martial arts has prevailed, and there are many outstanding talents among young people.

The game is a point system, each game is played in three rounds, each round is 3 minutes, and the one with the highest round score wins.

According to Jiang Qiao's schedule, she didn't meet Wang Ya at the beginning, so she won very easily throughout the morning. On the other hand, Zhou Yuan's side was eliminated early, it is said that it was because there was a very powerful teenager in the men's group, and Zhou Yuan unfortunately faced it in the first game and was knocked out.

In this regard, Zhou Yuan said indignantly that he was just too unlucky, and the division adversely affected his performance...... And the strength of the men's group is too strong, unlike the women's group, which is full of fists and embroidered legs.

Jiang Qiao sneered at this.

During the lunch break, she sent Pei Yi a battle report, describing her winning streak this morning, but Pei Yi reacted indifferently and replied to her eight words.

Beware of arrogance and rashness, and do not underestimate the enemy.

Jiang Qiao looked at his phone and was slightly disappointed, and turned his head to complain to Su Xi beside him: "Why doesn't Uncle Xiao care about my game at all......"

Su Xi smiled awkwardly and looked at the little battery power left on his mobile phone. I knew that it was so expensive to shoot videos, so she should have brought an extra power bank, why did the great god always let her do such a thing, and didn't let her say it to Aqiao......

In the afternoon game, Jiang Qiao reached the finals without any surprise, and also faced Wang Ya without surprise.

For Wang Ya, who has been defeated by Lin Rongrong for two consecutive years, looking at the inconspicuous girl in front of her at this moment, she can't help but secretly rejoice in her heart. Feng Shui takes turns, and this year's championship should always fall on her head!

In fact, she is not the only one who has such thoughts, almost everyone felt that the winning streak in the thirteenth was coming to an end when they learned that Lin Rongrong had withdrawn from this game. They are not optimistic about this fledgling little girl, although she won several games in the morning, but it can still be seen at a glance that she is very inexperienced, in front of a veteran like Wang Ya, I am afraid that she will suffer.

As soon as the gong sounded in the final, Jiang Qiao and Wang Ya saluted each other and both started to fight.

Wang Ya's leg method is indeed not covered, and under the extremely fast offensive at the beginning, she hit Jiang Qiao's chest and thigh in a row, taking the lead to win 3 points.

Jiang Qiao shook his arm that was a little painful, and just took Wang Ya's kick, only to feel as if he had hit a stone. Pei Yi had already warned her not to fight hard with Wang Ya, because the leg style of the northern Shaolin boxing is characterized by "hard, fast, and changeable", hard as a stone, fast as the wind, and unpredictable. But the situation just now didn't allow Jiang Qiao to think too much, she didn't want to give another point.

Wang Ya's strength is not at the same level as those small fish and shrimp before, and there is a huge gap in the competition experience between the two sides, Jiang Qiao and she quickly fell behind.

In the first round, Wang Ya won with a big score without surprise.

In the second round, Wang Ya still had a big lead, but she was slightly lighter than the enemy, and was cut in by Jiang Qiao in the last minute with a Japanese punch, hitting her head and face in a row, and then successfully threw her out with a move of "four or two thousand catties" to tie the score.

In the rest area, everyone surrounded Jiang Qiao and cheered her on.

Su Xi and Guo Xiaojie handed water and wiped their sweat one by one, and the physical education teacher kept saying some bloody words on the side, only Zhou Yuan was still sneering on the side.

"The world's martial arts are out of Shaolin, and the women's boxing dares to compete with Shaolin kung fu, it is really to hit the stone with an egg, and it is not self-sufficient...... I have already said that southern boxing is all flower boxing and embroidered legs, and the real kung fu depends on our northern boxing...... Hey, Guo Xiaojie, what are you staring at me?"

Not only Guo Xiaojie, everyone stared at Zhou Yuan with an angry look, he was bored with himself, and shut up in mockery.

At this moment, Jiang Qiao's mobile phone rang.

It's Pei Yi.

"Hey, Uncle Junior?"

"Time is limited, don't talk yet, listen to me......"