On the way home, Su Xiaocan asked Cui Yimo very suspiciously: "Why do you think of helping a gangster?" Are you not afraid that he will learn martial arts, turn around and do bad things, and be even more unscrupulous, no one can take care of him?

Cui Yimo said calmly: "Learning martial arts, especially those who have truly entered the Dao, can not only strengthen the body, but also cleanse people's hearts!

Su Xiaocan was speechless, she had also been in the martial arts hall for more than three years, why didn't she see that the martial arts hall still had this special function?!

Cui Yimo was telling the truth, afraid that Su Xiaocan would not believe it, so he specially asked her to wait and see.

It's just that recently, Cui Yimo and Su Xiaocan have been busy with their studies, and the time for classes every day plus Cui Yimo's morning practice in the morning has kept people busy, so that Cui Yimo didn't tell Zhang Xiaoai about Huang Yawen for the first time.

When he met Zhang Xiaoai on the weekend, when he mentioned this incident, Zhang Xiaoai said casually, he is the junior who has come to the club to learn martial arts very diligently and seriously, right?

Cui Yimo was speechless for a while, this master and apprentice don't have a shadow yet, so they become tired of looking at each other, what should I do?

Here, Huang Yawen didn't know what was going on behind the scenes, and took the initiative directly. I had dinner with them at noon that day, and in the afternoon, I skipped class and went to the Bright Fitness Club, and directly enrolled myself in a martial arts class for half a year.

I signed up and simply practiced a lesson in the afternoon with a few adults in class.

If it was said that when he heard Cui Yimo and them say at that time, he was still half-convinced, and it was just a temptation to sign up and pay the fee directly, then, after practicing in one class, he already knew that he just couldn't recognize the master as a master, that is, he could grow into the level of the current coach in the future, and he could also play three with one.

If he had known that there was a martial arts hall and could have learned martial arts a few years earlier, then, in his freshman year of high school, when he was targeted by the 17th National Congress of the Communist Party of China, could he be as confident and fearless as Cui Yimo that day? !

It is impossible to turn back time!

Huang Yawen, who understands this truth, cherishes this opportunity to learn martial arts even more, skipping classes in the morning and skipping classes to learn martial arts in the afternoon, and the daily schedule is full, and he has no time to collect any protection fees.

The people of the 17th National Congress are used to it, they have nothing to do to find someone to ask for a little money, and then play freely for two days of good days, recently suddenly found that they were tight on money, and after an analysis, they haven't gone out for a long time to move their hands and feet, and the most important thing is that they haven't seen their boss for a long time!

How can you ignore such an important matter?

The people of the 17th National Congress finally got together and decided to block their boss. Huang Mao and Gangster A were rare to be smart, and the two of them thought about where the boss had gone and what he might have done. However, there was a very tacit understanding that no one said a word.

In the morning, Huang Yawen had to come to class on time, and everyone at the 17th National Congress of the Communist Party of China knew about these things. Don't look at Huang Yawen as a gangster, which stirs up a lot of grievances among the students in private, but he can't stand that he is really a smart person, studying science, and ranking in the top 30 in the whole grade in the exam.

Students with bad character and excellent learning really make teachers love and hate!

At noon, the representative sent by the 17th National Congress blocked Huang Yawen and wanted to have a meal with the boss.

Everyone sat very familiarly in the box where Su Xiaocan and Cui Yimo were sitting that day, but the middle of the wide round table today was very clean, unlike the side of it, which was full of people, and everyone had a sea bowl of fried noodles, which was very fragrant.

After eating one by one, someone asked Huang Yawen what he had been busy with lately, and they were so poor that they couldn't even afford to eat a bowl of fried noodles.

The others nodded their heads, but Yellow Fur and Gangster Armor were caught in the crowd, trying to reduce their presence.

Huang Yawen has also been thinking about this question in the past few days, what should he and the 17th National Congress of the Communist Party of China do in the future?

Inexplicably, he remembered that when the club was learning martial arts, in the large room, the word "de" occupied a wall, in the words of their coach, learning martial arts was to better convince people with virtue.

Huang Yawen knew that it was time for him to make a decision on himself and the 17th National Congress.

After he thinks about it, he won't drag the mud and water, and he does things and speaks very neatly: "Everyone is a brother who has been together for a year or two, and I don't tell you lies, it's false."

Have you ever thought about it, I am now in my third year of high school, and I will take the college entrance examination in half a year, and I will leave the No. 1 Middle School in the city, have you ever thought about what you should do in the future? Have you thought about who I should hand over to after the 17th National Congress of the Communist Party of China?!"

In the room, the remaining sixteen people were dumbfounded.

How could the boss ask such a serious question all of a sudden?! Listening to the boss's words, don't you want them?!

How are they doing without the boss?!

Everyone immediately panicked, and you began to "coquettish" as soon as you said a word.

"Boss, you are the boss of our life, and no one can take your place! The 17th National Congress of the Communist Party of China will always be the 17th National Congress of the Boss, and we will always be the younger brother of the Boss!"

"Boss, don't you want us?! Without you, how can we live in the future?!"

"Boss, isn't there still half a year, we'll always figure it out!"

"Boss, can't you ignore us?! The underworld in the north of the city has long been eyeing the fat of our school, if it weren't for the boss over there looking at your face, he would have served us a long time ago!"

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The more everyone talked, the more frightened they became, and the more they realized how important Huang Yawen's existence was.

Huang Yawen pressed his temples with a headache, raised his hand to stop everyone's chattering like ducks: "The tradition of the 17th National Congress of the Communist Party of China is that only students from this school can join, and as soon as I graduate, I will definitely not be able to stay in the school, and I will inevitably leave the 17th National Congress."

Just because you haven't thought about it doesn't mean you can avoid it!"

Huang Mao found that he hadn't seen the boss for a few days, and his ideological realm was deeper, and when he thought that the boss would leave them in the future, he asked blankly: "Then boss, what do you mean?!"

Everyone came back to their senses, just now they only thought about the problem they would encounter without Huang Yawen, and they didn't think about whether the boss who asked this question already had an answer, and immediately cheered up and looked at Huang Yawen.