The heroine's name is Zhao Wenjun, a junior this year, a student of the Department of Foreign Languages, proficient in English, French, and German. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

It is said that when the other party was a freshman, he started his own business and was still a venture capital company.

In two or three years, it has expanded from the initial two or three people to a team of as many as forty or fifty people, including many returnees and high-achieving students from famous universities, and the company's funds have expanded from the initial tens of thousands to forty or fifty million.

The school belongs to the horror characters who see the beginning and the end of the dragon, but when it comes to the exam, he can get the first place in the year every time, and he can get a national scholarship every year, and now he is only a junior, and he has already obtained the qualification for the research institute.

It belongs to the kind of: Sister is not mixed here, but there is still a legend of Sister here.

It's not that no one has ever thought of conquering each other......

For example, when she first entered the university, she had already caused the undercurrent in the school to surge, and countless seniors and brothers launched attacks one after another, but she was like a proud swan, always raising her proud chin, and never looking down at the toad.

This also makes her extremely popular both among girls and boys.

With her appearance, the martial arts club that originally looked like a plate of scattered sand, as if it had found the backbone, the previous crooked melon and cracked jujube-like miscellaneous army, it looked like it had been beaten with chicken blood, and buff was added, and a pair of eyes looked at the opposite taekwondo club, with blood in their eyes, quite a bit of an evolution to the division of tigers and wolves.

With the protagonist of the finale on the field, the exchange match is officially begin......

"Come on, martial arts club!"

The crowd didn't know who made such a shout, and it was like a fuse, and the cheerleaders started to compete.

For a while, the sound waves of the two sides were constantly intertwined and collided in space, as if they wanted to overturn the basketball hall.

Compared with Shi Feng's halfway home cheerleading team, the cheerleading team of the Taekwondo Club is obviously much more professional, with neat slogans, rhythmic, aggressive, and tools such as horns.

Especially the cheerleaders who stood outside the field, waving colorful balls and dancing in the first place, people don't want to see it.

In the face of such a professional team, ordinary people have long been unable to form an army.

But with the demon of the martial arts club sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai, he not only suppressed the position, but also stimulated everyone's enthusiasm, and in the face of the beating of the professional team, he fully demonstrated the indomitable and unyielding fighting spirit of dying.

Shi Feng sat in the crowd, looking at the energetic and high-spirited faces around him, affected, his blood boiled, and he joined the battle with the same hatred.

Just when the cheerleaders of the two sides were competing with each other, a member wearing a red belt walked out of the taekwondo club.

The belt of taekwondo represents the number of means to choose, the black belt is the symbol of the taekwondo master, the red belt is second only to the black belt, and it is said that without a few years of hard training, it will not be able to reach this rank.

After the players came on the field, the cheerleading team sounded down a lot, and the flag died down, giving up the home field to the contestants.

Lin Jiahao, who was beside Shi Feng, explained in a low voice: "His name is Luo Yong, although he is a freshman, he is already the backbone of the Taekwonxing Club......

Shi Feng nodded, although he didn't join the club, he also knew some club rules:

Ordinary members can do so as long as they are interested, but if you want to become a backbone, you need to have a certain amount of professional knowledge.

While speaking, the players from the Budosha side also came to the stage.

Compared with the opponent wearing a taekwondo uniform, his dress is a little casual, wearing a pair of black sweatpants on the lower body, a vest on the upper body, a tall and strong body, strong and well-proportioned muscles, not obtrusive, and his appearance is also attractive.

This person is none other than the chief general of the martial arts club: Wang Nalan.

As soon as he saw him playing, Lin Jiahao was immediately excited: "It's on! It's ...... on the field."

Although he had some bad intentions when he joined the martial arts club, after joining, he was completely impressed by a man, and this man was Wang Nalan.

In his words, this man is too handsome, too cool, and too awesome.

At that time, Shi Feng looked at his longing and adoring appearance, and was still a little worried about whether there was a problem with the other party's orientation......

Just when Shi Feng was thinking wildly, he suddenly saw many people taking videos with their mobile phones.

Shi Feng rarely saw such a competition, and wanted to keep a souvenir, so he also took out his mobile phone and recorded a video.

He didn't notice that when recording a video, the focus automatically locked on Wang Nalan.

After accompanying the players on the field, the physical education teacher, who acted as the referee, began to explain the rules of the game and instructed them not to start too dark.

He knew that the two clubs had grievances, and most of the students of this age were not light or heavy, if there was really any accident, then he would be unlucky.

To be honest, he didn't want to be a referee in the first place.

But there is no way, that demon is not just the president of a martial arts club.

After saying almost everything that should be said, let the two separate, blow the whistle, and the game begins.

Wang Nalan slammed into a force, and rushed in front of Rayong with an arrow step, his fist was like a cannonball, and when a punch was struck, the air would explode.

Luo Yong's face changed drastically, Wang Nalan's speed was too fast, too fast, he didn't have time to get out of his legs, he only had time to raise his hands to block, but he couldn't block his punch at all.

The whole person was knocked to the ground by a punch, and he rolled several times in succession, his hands were numb and swollen, and he couldn't even get up.

The space was silent, and everyone was stunned.

Not to mention the Taekwondo Club, even if it is a martial arts club, they are all dumbfounded.

No one expected that in the face of the red belt master, Wang Nalan would win so easily!?

Immediately after, a huge cheer roar erupted in the crowd, and the people sitting on the side of the martial arts club got up from their chairs one after another and shouted cheers and shouts.

Whether it is the members of the martial arts club or the foreign aid invited, I only feel enthusiastic and happy.

Shi Feng looked at Wang Nalan, who was standing on the field enjoying the attention and applause, and only felt that he was too handsome, too cool, and too good.

Just when he was envious and excited, he suddenly found that a box popped up on the phone screen at some point: 30% of the skill was loaded.

"Huh!?"

Shi Feng looked at the video while it was still being filmed, but the screen was motionless, as if it was locked.

You can press the home button to exit, but as soon as you turn on the camera, the screen stays motionless.

While thinking about it, Shi Feng noticed that the background screen of the mobile phone was frozen at the moment when Wang Nalan sent that punch.

He thought about it for a while, pointed his phone at Wang Nalan in the field, and the video screen moved again, but the skill loading was still 30%, and there was no change.

This time, Shi Feng really felt strange.

When he woke up from the nightmare just now, Shi Feng already felt a little strange, and then there was an extra APP on his mobile phone, which was detection data and physical fitness, which made him even more confused, and waited until now......

Shi Feng felt that no one would spend so much effort in order to play himself.

"I can't really get some golden fingers, right?"

Shi Feng's heart was curious, doubtful, and a little uncertain.

Who wouldn't want their life to be a little more exciting, Shi Feng was no exception, his heart was full of yearning for the sea and the stars.

Just when Shi Feng was thinking wildly, there was movement on the side of the Taekwondo Club again.

This time, the Taekwondo Club directly sent a black belt master, who was tall, tall, and handsome, and was obviously handsome compared to Wang Nalan, who could only be regarded as attractive.

For this person, Shi Feng didn't need Lin Jiahao to introduce him.

Zhao Han, the president of the Taekwondo Club, has participated in many provincial and municipal and even national taekwondo competitions on behalf of the school, and has won many rankings and awards.

At the same time, he is the head of the sports department of the student union, and he can be regarded as a celebrity of the school.

As soon as he appeared, it immediately caused cheers and screams from many female students, and his popularity was very high.

Although the professionalism of the cheerleading team of the taekwondo club is enough to crush the martial arts club, after Wang Nalan came to the stage, he knocked the taekwondo players down with one punch and beat them in one fell swoop.

However, the professional team is worthy of being a professional team, and it quickly stabilized the morale of the army, waved the flag and cheered, and regained its momentum.

As soon as the martial arts club got out of the city, they were all fierce and murderous, and they all shouted desperately.

Just when the atmosphere on the field was in full swing, Shi Feng quietly held his mobile phone to the ring......

At the beginning of the game, Zhao Han suddenly rushed forward, kicked a volley side kick, and kicked Wang Nalan's temple with a hunting roar.

If this kick is kicked among ordinary people, I am afraid that I will be knocked out by one kick.

Some female students saw his chic movements and shouted with cheers.

The moves are gorgeous and the power is amazing.

Obviously, he also wants to learn from Wang Nalan, defeat the enemy with one move, and save his momentum.

It's a pity that he met Wang Nalan, and such a move fell in the eyes of an old driver like him, that is four words: flashy and unrealistic.

A dodge of the figure is to easily let go of his attack.

But just let go of his side kick, Zhao Han turned around and made another side kick, accompanied by the twisting of his waist, a whirlwind force was generated, and a kick was withdrawn, bringing out a fierce wind, which was more powerful than the previous kick.

Obviously, this is his killer move.

Wang Nalan's face showed a faint smile, not admiration and appreciation, nor contempt and ridicule, but a kind of condescending arrogance, quite a bit of a big knife in front of Guan Gong.

I saw him stepping on his footwork, his figure moving, and his feet seemed to be anointed with oil, which once again failed Zhao Han's offensive.

Zhao Han's brows finally furrowed, and after two stunt tricks in a row all failed, he finally knew that the person in front of him was difficult, and it was by no means easy to defeat.

He also has a lot of combat experience, and he quickly put away his anxiety, and his style of play became steady, and he began to use relatively basic but practical attack methods such as forward kicks, side kicks, and down kicks.

Wang Nalan's body changed and skillfully dodged his attack.

The layman looks lively!

The taekwondo club saw that its president had no room for the opponent to fight back, and he was defeated and retreated, and the cheering became louder.

Looking at the opposite side, the martial arts club was a little sluggish.

Among them, there was a figure with a strange look hidden in the crowd, his eyes were firmly fixed on the mobile phone screen, his face was flushed, excited, excited, as if he was going to rejoice in the next second.

It looks like a traitor who has infiltrated the enemy camp.

Fortunately, the attention of the others was all on the battlefield, and if they saw Shi Feng's appearance, they would immediately scold: We have a traitor.

Shi Feng locked on Wang Nalan's figure through the mobile phone camera, and when Wang Nalan was concentrating on the enemy, Shi Feng saw that the data on the mobile phone began to change little by little: the skill was loaded by 31%...... 32%…… 33%……