Chapter Ninety-Seven is sure to teach me a lesson~!
"Hey~, Xiaonuo~, don't underestimate Chu Yun~, he's not honest at all...... Li Feng took the opportunity to step on him, which made Chu Yun want to pinch him to death, this is the so-called loss of friends.
Wu Guiqiang is still Lao Jiang in the end, he was busy playing the round and said softly: "Oops~, this kind of person~, none of us know~." Come on~, eat the vegetables~!"
Saying that, he sandwiched a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs for Tang Caiwei, obviously favoring her.
Xiao Nuo's mind was simple, and he didn't think much about it, and the meal began to continue eating.
After the meal, a group of young people played a killing game and left until late at night.
Chu Yun left a room for Tang Caiwei in case of emergency. Therefore, Tang Caiwei did not leave this night.
After taking a bath, Chu Yun's mind was extremely confused, and he had just shown signs of easing with Tang Caiwei, but he was actually broken by Xiao Nuo's unintentional words.
The two met in the courtyard under the moon, and they didn't say much to each other.
"Do you want to take a bath~?There's a lot of hot water~, if it's not enough~, I'll help you boil a little ......." Chu Yun couldn't stand this silence, it was even more uncomfortable than a knife in the sky.
"No need~, I have my own hands~. Tang Caiwei said coldly.
Chu Yun was embarrassed and anxious, and said helplessly: "Okay~, that~, then I'll go to sleep~, if you have something, call me ha~." ”
Tang Caiwei agreed sullenly, and the two passed by.
The door closed slowly, as if separating the two men from two worlds.
In fact, at the moment of rubbing shoulders, the coldness on Tang Caiwei's face had already melted. She is not an iceberg beauty, so it is really uncomfortable to hold on like this.
In the blink of an eye, it was the day of the assessment and rating, and early in the morning, Chu Yun quietly slipped out of the door.
Everyone originally wanted to give him a pre-congratulation ceremony and accompany him to the assessment by the way. But he has been used to being independent since he was a child, how can he stand this~?
It's an assessment with a group of children, and if you want everyone to send it, won't you be laughed out of your big teeth~?
The examination room was set up in the sports ground of the Municipal Martial Arts Association, and when Chu Yun arrived, it was already crowded with people. Most are children from seven or eight years old to teens, as well as parents.
There are also a small number of amateurs, adults. As for Chu Yun's age group, there are few.
These people who came to the exam were all fancy shelves, and they looked vain and unsteady at a glance. People who practice martial arts, act and walk, are different, and when they reach a certain level, they will also have a unique temperament.
It's like a soldier who can see it at a glance.
Chu Yun seemed a little out of place in this group of people.
The registration for the exam has long been over, and today is the computer number selection, and the selected people will take the stage to take the exam.
The content of the exam is actually very simple, and the first one is a martial arts operation.
Those little children, from the first day of entering the martial arts training class, began to come into contact with these, martial arts, martial virtues, etc. These are rote things that are easy to learn. Therefore, the exams of the junior rank are 100% passed.
Thinking that he actually had to participate in such an assessment with this group of children, Chu Yun was a little unacceptable in his heart. Hey~!I want to cry without tears~!
Fortunately, in the past few days, his heart has also changed dramatically, and he has become more mature and patient.
He sat in the waiting room area, silently reciting the martial arts mantra in his heart. Director Shen opened a back door for him, originally everyone could only participate in the assessment once a year, and it was very difficult to move up the rank.
However, considering his particularity, he is allowed to skip the grade assessment this year.
As long as you pass the primary assessment, you can directly choose a rank to take the test. Of course, if you fail, you will have to retake the exam the next year.
"Excuse me~!"
An indifferent voice came from behind, startling Chu Yun, who was in a meditative state at the time. He looked back, only to realize that he had accidentally blocked a small door.
There was a young man in his twenties, holding a basket, trying to squeeze out of the small door.
However, the door was too small, and the basket was full of knives, guns, clubs, and other weapons, and it was very difficult for him to walk.
"I'm sorry~. Chu Yun quickly dodged away, and wanted to help him pull a hand.
"Take your hands away~!" The other party suddenly scolded loudly, "This is for the people who take the promotion exam~, you will pay for it~?"
Chu Yun frowned, and the people around him also looked in this direction in surprise.
"I just wanted to help you....... Chu Yun said softly.
"Help me~?You want to help yourself~?Who told you that I was a judge~?" The young man gently put down the basket, and simply straightened up and glared at Chu Yun, "Do you think ~, if you bribe me~, you will get benefits~?hum~!There are no doors~!"
He was furious, as if he had eaten dynamite.
"How did you do it~, Xiao Fan~, let you get something~, why did you spend so much time on it~?" A martial arts association judge called out to him in the distance.
It seems that this person is indeed a judge, but in the review, the status is really low. It was probably because he had enough gas from his colleagues, so he used Chu Yun to make a gas bag.
It's a pity that he didn't know that he had chosen the wrong object.
Chu Yun didn't plan to deal with him, the dog bites the person, does the person have to bite back~? People always use sticks to dogs.
Therefore, with a look of pity in his eyes, he swept over the man, intending to find a place to continue meditating.
But the man still didn't give up, put down the basket and strode after him.
"You stop for me~, show me your admission ticket~. The man shouted.
Chu Yun raised his head and looked at him lightly: "What~? Is there something wrong~?"
"Of course there's something~, I'm going to check it~. The man straightened his chest slightly, and straightened the sign on his chest.
It reads - Martial Arts Association Training Coach Certificate.
Before coming to the assessment, almost all children sign up for a training course in advance. This training course is run by the Armed Forces Association itself, and it needs to be charged.
No matter where you studied before, or how clever the master you followed, you must report for this class.
The training class does not teach kung fu, routines, and mysteries, but all the content that is required is taught.
Anyone who coaches in a training course is a person with a public office. However, don't look at them having an iron rice bowl, but they are angry.
This person is like this, in the training class, belongs to the lowest level of existence. Nominally a coach, but in fact he does odd jobs.
He desperately searched for a sense of existence, and finally found someone who could set off him.
Chu Yun didn't intend to mess with him, so he handed him the admission ticket casually. Who knew that when he saw the admission ticket, he immediately choked.
"What~?are you self-taught~?" he asked in surprise.
"Hmm~, I'm from the Bajiquan Sect~, I don't need to go through the training class anymore, right~" Chu Yun nodded lightly.
Actually, that's what he doesn't know about the agency.
The official word has two mouths, and it took a while for Chu Yun to really understand this truth.
"What's wrong with the Bajiquan Sect~?Isn't the Bajiquan Sect in Cangzhou City~?It's not in Huaxia~?Can you still run to the moon~?" The man wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, like a small steel cannon, and quickly scolded with a mouth, "I think you can't do this~, you are not allowed to take the exam~! Let's go~!"
Chu Yun was speechless, stunned by this person's pedantic bureaucratic approach. It's just ~!Damn~!
Now that I have the admission ticket, can it be that this can be fake~? He exhaled lightly and spit out all the garbage emotions that this person had brought to him.
On the surface, martial arts practice is the body, but in fact, the inside has also been improved, and the temperament will be more tolerant and tolerant. This is why the martial arts masters on the TV series all have a respectable temperament, the so-called self-cultivation.
Although Chu Yun has not yet reached this level, he is also more tenacious and calm than ordinary young people.
He was silent for a moment, and the eyes of the people around him were fixed on them. The staff is even more energetic, and now it has finally become the focus, and the hard work has finally been in vain after so many years.
He crossed his hands on his hips, like reprimanding a kindergarten child, and counted Chu Yun from head to heel.
"Look at you~, you can't stand steadily~, crooked melons and cracked dates~, you still want to practice martial arts~........? ”
"Which one of these people didn't start from a doll~?Are you an idiot~?At such an old age~, you still come to take the initial exam~?"
"I really can't figure it out~, what kind of parents~, can raise a stuffy gourd like you~, and go to society in the future~, can you eat~?can eat~, I cut off my head to make a toilet for you~!"
He was higher than the other, and the other was more excessive.
However, Chu Yun, who was standing opposite him, was calm and calm, not at all like he was being scolded, as if he were an outsider.
It's not that he's thick-skinned, but that his momentum and temperament are much higher than that of the staff.
In the eyes of onlookers, the scolding guy was very pitiful, like a clown jumping off a beam, jumping up and scolding the giant.
The man probably noticed it, rolled up his sleeves, and said angrily: "Today I want to educate you~, educate you for your parents~! It's not material for reading~, so I'm going to work honestly~!What level did you come here to take the exam~?"
"Are you sure you want to teach me a lesson~?" Chu Yun asked lightly.
"You just owe a lesson~!" After speaking, the man stomped on both feet and jumped up.
Looking at his posture, there are also two brushes. It's just that in Chu Yun's eyes, it was already at the level he was five years ago.
He quickly flew up with a kick, a spinning kick, and kicked Chu Yun hard in the chest, trying to kick him over, and then stepped forward to step on it to prove that what he said was right.
There were quite a few students from the training class next to him, including his disciples. He must not lose his rank in front of his disciples, and he must let his parents look up to him, so that his class hours can increase and his income can be raised.
By the way, your own glorious image can also be created. has both a sense of justice and real materials, and by the way, he spilled his anger and drove away this eye-catching boy, wouldn't it be more than one stone~?hehe~!
However, when this kick flew up, he immediately regretted it.
Chu Yun's feet quickly rubbed forward, bowed forward, directly set up the man's crotch, and then fell forward.
Just listen to "Bang~!" There was a muffled sound, and the man "whoosh~!" The ground arced through the air and fell to the ground hard.
This time he really fell into a mess, and his eyes were full of gold stars. He couldn't even hum, and lay there for a long time without moving.
The onlookers, some were worried about that person, some secretly applauded Chu Yun, and some felt that Chu Yun's action was very intriguing, quick to react, and admired in their hearts.
Chu Yun was as if nothing had happened, he still returned to sit in place and continued to meditate.
"Hmm~?Xiao Fan?" An old but majestic baritone voice came from the entrance, "What's going on~?"
Chu Yun raised his head and saw Donald striding in. It turned out that Tang Lao had a position here, and he was the permanent director of the Cangzhou City Martial Arts Association.
"Donald~?" Although he had only met Donald once, he also admired this old man very much.
Tang Lao, like Luo Lao, is a martial arts senior.
Chu Yun quickly stood up and explained a little.
Donald's face gradually turned cold: "There is still such a thing~?"
The man on the ground had already gotten up in pain. Donald is the leader, and he naturally knows it all too well.
He didn't expect that Chu Yun, this kid, seemed to be inconspicuous, but his strength was very profound. Originally, my body was in pain, my heart was frightened, and my self-esteem was damaged. Now that I see it, the other party still knows Donald, and his intestines are even more regretful.