"It doesn't hurt that much now, does it?"

In the infirmary of Peony University, Zhang Jingya looked at Tang Xiaoxiang, who was still teary-eyed, and asked funny.

At this time, Tang Xiaoxiang's hands had been bandaged with layers of gauze, like pig's hands.

"It still hurts...."Tang Xiaoxiang said pitifully like an injured little milk dog.

Zhang Jingya gave him a blank look: "Are you guys okay? What about the majestic momentum just now? Don't pretend to be pitiful when you are so injured!"

After speaking, she said to Tang Xiaoxiang seriously:

"Also, Xiaoxiang, you can have a snack in the future, do you say you are stupid, how can anyone hit the floor tiles with his fists?

Tang Xiaoxiang listened to Zhang Jingya's words, and suddenly became angry:

"You call me stupid, are you willing to hit the floor tiles with my hands? Don't let me find the guy who used the floor tiles to throw me, otherwise I must teach him how to be kind!"

"Ahem.... That...."Zhang Jingya said with some twists: "Xiaoxiang! When is the time for retribution, how much do you know about the past! You don't have a big deal, don't find out who threw you with the floor tiles!"

She really didn't know how to tell Tang Xiaoxiang the truth of the matter now.

"No! I must him!" Tang Xiaoxiang said with deep resentment.

"Who are you going to? It's me who threw you, boy, how do you want to drop, draw a way, I'll take it!"

An old voice came from behind Tang Xiaoxiang.

"I'm going to hit.... Uh...."Tang Xiaoxiang dared to say that he was about to say, but he turned around and saw Jia Lao appearing at the door of the infirmary with a red face.

"Uh... Why are you, Jia Lao?" Tang Xiaoxiang looked surprised.

"That's me, boy, how do you want to me...."

"Hehe, I'm talking about playing, fighting and killing or something, I hate it the most, my wish is world peace!" Tang Xiaoxiang finished sneeringly, and then glanced at Zhang Jingya.

Your sister, why didn't you tell me that it was Jia Lao who lost me! How embarrassing is this! How embarrassing it is for me to say in front of a grandmaster that I beat him up!

"You kid don't have a calf! I just wanted to try your kung fu, but I didn't expect you to get hurt!" Jia Lao finished speaking calmly, and then continued to ask:

"But I'm curious, you can reach the state of internal strength and outward strength, why is the ability of muscles and bones to resist blows so poor? It's like a person who has never practiced martial arts, and suddenly has a general body of cultivation! The old man has been practicing martial arts for decades, and it is the first time I have seen you in this situation, can you tell me why?"

Jia Lao's words shocked Tang Xiaoxiang, this is worthy of being a grandmaster-level figure, his eyes are so sharp, and he can see at a glance that his kung fu is fast.

But the matter of the system was killed Tang Xiaoxiang and he would not say it, and in desperation, he could only make up nonsense to fool Jia Laodao:

"Uh.... I really haven't practiced martial arts before, my set of boxing was taught to me by a teacher named Yim Wing Chun when I was dreaming, and when I woke up, I found that I had memorized this set of boxing techniques!"

"Don't you say it, don't say that you have learned to cultivate immortals in your dreams, if you don't want to say it, don't say it! Don't make up nonsense to fool me!" Jia Lao didn't believe Tang Xiaoxiang's statement of passing on the gong in his dream at all.

Don't say that Jia Lao doesn't believe it, Tang Xiaoxiang doesn't believe it after he finishes speaking....

......

The Mid-Autumn Festival event was held here, and the scene was now crowded, and people from the literary and art circles were invited to gather together in twos and threes, chatting and laughing, waiting for the start of the activity.

"Master, how can the station still let us come to this kind of school activity? This kind of news is usually done by local stations!" A young man with a CCTV news channel work card on his chest carried a camera, and asked a middle-aged man who was sorting out the recording equipment next to him with some reluctance.

"Hehe, Xiao Liu, this is not an ordinary school event, this is just an official event held by borrowing the place of other people's schools, I don't believe you look at which of these people who came to participate in this event is not a well-known figure in the literary and art circles! Where can an ordinary university invite these people!" The middle-aged man said patiently to the young man named Xiao Liu.

"Oh! official activities!" Xiao Liu said suddenly: "Are the two old men over there official people?" Xiao Liu pointed to the two old men who had just walked over and were surrounded by a group of people.

"Who?" the middle-aged man looked in the direction Xiao Liu pointed, and he immediately shouted in surprise:

"Oh my God! It's Rong Lao and Jiang Lao! Xiao Liu hurriedly put the equipment on the rack and start filming now! I didn't expect that this event would invite Rong Lao to come! This is big news!" The middle-aged man excitedly urged Xiao Liu.

"Elder Rong, who is it?" asked Xiao Liu, a little confused.

"I don't know how you got into the news channel! Rong Lao! Who else can be called this in our country except the old prime minister?!"

The middle-aged man said angrily.

"Oh my God! It's him! Master, I'll start shooting!" Xiao Liu also became excited after knowing the identity of Rong Lao, this is really big news.

After Xiao Liu finished speaking, he quickly turned on the camera, and then the camera shot straight in the direction of Rong Lao and Jiang Lao.

......

"Hey, I don't know what happened to Xiaoxiang's kid's hand, but don't really hurt the bones!" After dealing with the people from the literary world and the art festival who had gathered around him just now, Jiang Lao said to Rong Lao with some concern.

"Probably not! Look at him like that, it's a skin injury!" Rong Lao comforted.

It seems that his old friend is really interested in Tang Xiaoxiang.

"Old Jiang, Grandpa Rong, why don't you go find a place to sit for a while!" As soon as the two elders finished talking about Tang Xiaoxiang, they saw Zhang Jingya with Tang Xiaoxiang with his hands wrapped in front of them, and Jia Lao came with them.

"Xiaoxiang, your hands are fine!" Jiang Lao asked nervously when he saw that Tang Xiaoxiang's hands were wrapped like pig's trotters.

"Lao Jiang, don't worry, don't look at his bag is quite scary, in fact, it's nothing at all!"

Before Tang Xiaoxiang could speak, Jia Lao, who was beside him, took the words with a big grin.

"You still have the face to say! Xiaoxiang's hand is fine, if there is really something, I will fight with you!" After listening to Jia Lao's words, Jiang Lao glared at Jia Lao angrily.

This old boy is so old, how can he do things so unreliable?

"Hehe, isn't it okay!" Jia Lao touched his head and said with a wry smile.

"Yo, what are you two talking about? Let me hear it too!"

When Jiang Lao was still angry with Jia Lao, an old man in black cotton and linen clothes led a young man with a soft face and slowly walked towards them.

Jiang Lao's face changed when he saw this old man......

(End of chapter)