Just when Zhu Dazhi was worried, Duanmu Hibiscus took out a bank card from his wallet and handed it to Zhu Dazhi: "Brother Zhu, there are about one million in it, and the password is ××××××." Thank you!"

"Wow~ more than one million! Miss Duanmu is worthy of being a child of the Beiliang family, and she will be more than one million as soon as she makes a move!"

"Why is Miss Duanmu so good to that pig's large intestine?"

"Is it just because the pig's intestine has a good relationship with that kid?"

The students were instantly shocked.

They are still a group of high school students, this society has always been poor, although they knew Duanmu Hibiscus's family background, but Duanmu Hibiscus has never shown anything in public, let alone wearing anything that looks very luxurious.

This is the first time that Duanmu Hibiscus has leaked money.

"Hehe, Hibiscus, I'm kidding, how can I really make my classmates lose money? It's okay, it's okay, I'll customize one for you next time, it's just ...... This classmate, you must pay attention in the future. Seeing this, Mu Bai hurriedly waved his hand, he had been in love with Duanmu Hibiscus for many years, how could he break his mind because of the 200,000 cup? What's more, this cup was originally meant to be given to Duanmu Hibiscus.

After Mu Bai finished speaking, he didn't wait for Zhu Dazhi to react, and hurriedly walked towards the locker room.

Duanmu Hibiscus and Zhu Dazhi looked at each other and smiled.

After a while, the two middle-aged people who followed Mu Bai came to Zheng Ye and the four of them with the box, took out a small gift from the box, and didn't care whether a few people were happy or not, just put it on the lap of a few people and left.

Zheng also opened his eyes and picked up the box on his lap, all of which were in foreign languages, however, under the box, a label forgot to tear it: 2.99 yuan, Beiliang Foreign Trade Supermarket.

Zheng also held his mouth and threw the box away.

Not everyone is qualified to give a gift to a generation of demon gods!

Zhang Weina's heart is very complicated at the moment, she originally admired Mu Bai, and she has been looking forward to the day when Mu Bai doesn't like Duanmu Hibiscus, and likes her in turn!

Now, however, she is a little conflicted.

Even, I hope that Mu Bai and Duanmu Hibiscus, a pair made in heaven, will come together.

Because, she really can't accept that Zheng Ye and Duanmu Hibiscus are together.

With Zheng Ye's current identity, the Duanmu family will definitely not agree, once Zheng Ye provokes the Duanmu family's anger, then Zheng will be dead, and it will definitely affect her father!

Thinking of this, Zhang Weina glared at Zheng Ye and walked to the front row.

Locker room.

He Mingxuan, a member of the sports committee of the second class of high school, ran over quickly.

"Brother Bai, I have checked everything you said yesterday, look!" As he spoke, He Mingxuan handed the mobile phone to Mu Bai.

"Nian!" There are no outsiders here, Mu Bai has no disguise, but his face is pale.

"Yes, Brother Bai, that little fat man is Zheng Ye's junior high school classmate, the relationship between the two is very good, the family is a pig farmer, the Zhicheng pig farm in the western suburbs is his family, there is not much money, Zheng Ye's words are even more pitiful, and the situation reported to you by Li Xiaohan yesterday is basically the same, he was kicked out of the house by the Zheng family in the provincial capital, an orphan!" He Mingxuan said disdainfully.

"Hmph, if you dare to fight the idea of the hibiscus, I will make you ashamed of yourself. Mu Bai snorted coldly.

"Brother Bai, I heard that Li Xiaohan was going to slap that kid in the face yesterday, but in the end, it seems to be ......" He Mingxuan said a little apprehensively.

"Hmph! Li Xiaohan is a waste, can he be compared to me as a rich second generation?" Mu Bai directly interrupted He Mingxuan.

"Yes, yes, how can Li Xiaohan compare with you!Brother Bai, I think this time may be an opportunity, maybe Miss Duanmu didn't understand your excellence before, and blamed you for being too low-key, this time I can just crush Zheng Ye's kid to highlight you, so that Miss Duanmu can see your excellence. He Mingxuan smiled.

"Hehe~ According to what you say, I still have to thank him?" Mu Bai smiled, and his clenched fists became harder.

"Oh, by the way, Brother Bai, that little fat man...... Shall I help you later?" He Mingxuan also smiled, laughing a little cruelly.

"What do you say?" Mu Bai glanced at him and took the lead out of the locker room.

As soon as He Mingxuan followed Mu Bai out of the locker room, he walked to the coach and whispered a few words.

Soon, the coach stopped the theoretical explanation and announced the start of the actual combat training.

He Mingxuan bore the brunt and stood in the ring.

"So, which student is willing to practice with He Mingxuan?" the coach's gaze swept over everyone in the audience.

The coach looked over, and all the male students lowered their heads.

"I'm going to fight this barbarian? Isn't that looking for death?"

"Yes, He Mingxuan is the second fierce person in the school, and the second student to win the red belt rank, plus a height of two meters, and an explosive muscle...... Tsk!"

Taekwondo is divided into 10 levels and 9 dans, with a total of 19 levels.

Beginners start from level 10 to level 1 and then move on to sections;

Levels 10 and 9 are beginners with white belts, Levels 8 and 7 are wearing yellow belts, Levels 6 and 5 are green belts, Levels 4 and 3 are blue belts, and Levels 2 and 1 are wearing red belts.

Enter the level first, then enter the section, and after entering the section, it has already indicated that the strength is far higher than that of ordinary people, and it is distinguished by black belts.

And He Mingxuan is now at the level of a second-level red belt.

Red is the color of danger and vigilance, and the practitioner already has considerable offensive ability and poses a threat to the opponent.

No student wants to compete with a master like He Mingxuan.

Because, that's just looking for abuse!

"Hmm, no one wants to? Hmph! I taught us the taekwondo spirit of the Korean nation, just to turn you Chinese cowards into real warriors, and it really disappoints me. The coach said disdainfully.

When the students below heard this, many male classmates showed angry expressions, which was really insulting to Huaxia.

However, after glancing at He Mingxuan again, everyone lowered their heads again.

Duanmu Hibiscus couldn't help but glance at Zheng Ye, and saw that Zheng Ye was still closing his eyes and concentrating, so he didn't think about it anymore, yes, how could a generation of demon gods bother to worry about these ants?

"Hmph, classmate He Mingxuan, since they don't dare to fight, you can choose for yourself!" the coach snorted coldly.

When He Mingxuan heard this, the corners of his mouth lifted, revealing a cruel smile.

"You, come on, let your hands!"

"Wow~ The little fat man is miserable!"

"Hmph, who made him dare to drop Mu Bai's cup? Mu Bai is self-contained and broad-minded and doesn't care about him, but He Mingxuan definitely can't stand it!"

The person He Mingxuan was referring to was Zhu Dazhi.

Zhu Dazhi hurriedly waved his hand, joking, he has practiced for two years, and now he is only at the level of an eighth-level yellow belt, that is, he can kick a few movements, and fight with this thing?

It's a joke.

However, the coach's face sank, and he said sharply: "This is a professional course, if you don't go on stage, I will report to the principal and expel him!"

In his capacity, this is not an exaggeration at all, especially the group of garbage students in Class 7.