Lu Yifei took a few people to discuss with Li Tieshu, and lit a few fires in the middle of the basketball court, and this duet between men and women was a bit of a bonfire party.

The material life of the students is quite poor, but the spiritual life is unusually rich. They have a young physique and an unwilling to be ordinary, and a little embellishment can create a romantic temperament.

When the fragrant Tang Zhong took the fragrant flowers, the fragrant Liang Tao, and the fragrant Li Yu appeared, there were already many people on the basketball court.

There are boys and there are also girls in the psychology department. Although there are fewer girls, the three words conveyed by the boys who still have their eyes shining when they look at each other are: you know.

I don't know if the aroma on the four of them is too strong, or if the things during the day have not completely subsided. Their arrival attracted the attention of quite a few people.

"Look, look. 307 is coming--do you know which one is Tang Chong? ”

"It's the one with the glasses. The last time the instructor was penalized, he ran twenty laps with us—"

"It doesn't look good. It doesn't look like it's very capable of fighting-"-

Because of the presence of instructors, everyone still lined up according to their respective class teams. This made Hua Ming and Liang Tao, who wanted to come forward to talk, quite disappointed, and they thought it was a free activity.

Hua Ming still didn't bring his rabbit with him after all, he was afraid that if the instructor found out, the instructor would force him to eat it raw in front of everyone - since being sneered at by that beautiful little beauty like a porcelain doll, he now suffers from a phobia of eating rabbits raw.

A bespectacled boy named Yefeng, who was standing to the left of Hua Ming, sniffed his nose and asked, "Hua Ming, why is your body so fragrant?" ”

Hua Ming sniffed his armpit proudly, grinned, and said, "Because I'm fragrant." ”

As a result, there was a sound of vomiting in the ranks.

"Stand upright." Li Tieshu shouted loudly. When the boys puffed up their chests and passed his test, he gave successive orders: "All of them." March. One, two, three, four - stop. ”

When the boys in the first row were almost close to the fire, Li Tieshu stopped the line. The female instructor also did the same, pulling the girls' team to the opposite side of the fire.

After discovering this fact, the fiery passion of the boys suddenly cooled in half. It's that there is a fire burning in front of them, and they still feel cold.

Looking at each other through the fire, we can't even say hello - aren't the clothes we changed, the frost on our faces, the perfume sprayed on our heads, and the perfume sprayed on our bodies in vain?

Instructor Li Tieshu knew what everyone was thinking, and said with a smile: "I understand your feelings, I know that you are wronged, and I think there are too few girls." But I can't help it. I'd like to go to the art academy and pull some teams for you—"

"Instructor. Go ahead. Everyone's happiness depends on you. ”

"Instructor. My good brother, we will always remember you-"

"The instructor is out, a top two."

Li Tieshu waved his hand and said, "I'm afraid that if I go, I won't be able to come back." In these days, women are a scarce resource. The boys in their department are going to fight with me - okay, let's not talk about that. There are also benefits of fewer girls. That's how the competition is fierce and fun. Come, let's start with a song. Pull the girl's gaze over. Don't let the boys in Class 2 and Class 3 compete. ”

"Instructor, what are you singing?"

"Singing unity is strength."

"Vulgar." The boys were against it together.

"Sing Lin Youjia's song. Girls love it. Eason Chan's is not bad—"

Li Tieshu nodded and said, "Okay." Then sing Eason Chan's "Ten Years". ”

So, the boy poured another piece.

Someone suggested that the song was too old to attract girls.

"I'll do this one." Li Tieshu said embarrassedly. "That's it. I started - if those two words hadn't trembled, I wouldn't have found me uncomfortable. Ready, up. ”

If those two words didn't tremble

I won't find me uncomfortable

No matter how you say it, it won't be a breakup.

Although it is an old song of Eason Chan many years ago, because of the beautiful lyrics, sad tune, and the dedication of the boys to sing again, it attracted a warm applause from the girls opposite.

Not to be outdone, the boys in the second and third classes sang "Lovesick in the Wind and Rain" and "Back" respectively.

Then, the girls sent a short girl to sing a song "Eighteen Bends of the Mountain Road" alone, and the loud vocal range and professional performance level completely ignited everyone's passion. Everyone applauded wildly. As a result, everyone got along well. Boys or girls continue to take the initiative to come out to sing, bringing wave after wave of ** at the party.

In the end, not only is it limited to singing, but there are also people performing ventriloquism, some people say stand-up comedy, some people dance live street, and some people run back to the dormitory to bring the guitar and play and sing "Youth" by themselves.

At this time, a stocky boy in the second class stood up.

He smiled innocently and said, "I want to show kung fu for everyone." ”

"Whew-"

Both boys and girls gave a round of applause. For these young people, people who can do kung fu are still quite rare and quite popular.

He scratched his head and said with some embarrassment: "It's too boring to perform alone, and I can't see the effect - I want to ask someone to come on stage to accompany me to practice." ”

"Instructor. Instructor. Instructor. The students shouted the instructor's name. In their eyes, the only one who can practice against kung fu masters is the instructor.

The stocky boy hurriedly waved his hand, pretending to be frightened, and said, "I don't dare to fight with the instructor." That's self-inflicted -- just fun, anyway. I'll just practice a few more hands with Tang. ”

"Hey, hey. Dick. It's for you. Hua Ming poked Tang Chong, who was sitting in front of him, and said with a sneer.

"Is this kid trying to be famous and crazy?" Liang Tao said dissatisfiedly. "Second brother, don't be polite to me, you don't even know him when you beat him."

Li Yu looked sideways at the honest boy whose cheeks were red by the flames, and thought about it.

Hearing that the opponent that the Dunhou boy was going to challenge was Tang Chong, both boys and girls were boiling.

"Tang Zhong."

"Tang Zhong."

"Tang Zhong."

"Tang Chong—"

All the students in the department shouted Tang Chong's name, more and more urgently, and louder and louder.

Tang Zhong knew that it was impossible for him to keep a low profile.

When Instructor Li Tieshu knew who Tang Zhong was, he also shouted with those students. All along, he remembered this new student deeply. He was looking forward to Tang Chong's performance.

It's a pity, Tang Zhong just shook his head and said, "After a day of military training today, I'm tired." You'd better find someone else. Moreover, I can only fight, not kung fu. ”

Most of the people who serve in prison are fighting maniacs, they know the human body very well, and they know what kind of moves or where to attack to maximize the damage to people.

However, all of their moves were developed in the market and when they were fighting for their lives, and there was no systematic procedure and continuous action. Whether it's kung fu or not, Tang Chong himself can't tell the difference.

Tong Shangwu was unwilling to give up and said, "Everyone is waiting." Can you bear to disappoint your classmates? Besides, we'd like to know if what happened at noon is true—"

Tong Shangwu used the method of agitation. It means that you don't even dare to agree to my challenge now, how can you fight six with one?

Tang Zhong remained indifferent. He doesn't care if others believe it or not. He didn't think that this matter would give him much pride capital from fame.

"Those who don't know think you're boasting about it. Of course, I believe in you. That's why I came forward to help you prove it. ”

Tang Chong's eyes narrowed.

He doesn't care about other people's agitation, but he doesn't like the cynicism of others. He didn't like this kind of honest-looking person playing such a small trick in front of him.

With a slight force on his legs, Tang Zhong bounced off the ground.

The moment he stood up, the shouting of the audience stopped strangely.

"Dick, take off your glasses and give them to me." Hua Ming said. He was worried that wearing glasses would not be conducive to Tang Chong's performance.

"No need." Tang Zhong refused. "Take off your glasses, I'm afraid I won't find out where his nose is."

"Good. Flatten his nose. Liang Tao shook his fist fiercely.

Tang Zhong smiled, walked out of the middle of the queue, and walked to the position of the campfire, in the middle of the boys' and girls' teams.

"What do you call it?" Tang Zhong asked with a smile.

"Tong Shangwu." The honest boy smiled plainly.

"Now that you know, I don't have to introduce myself." Tang Zhong said. "Can we begin?"

"Please." Tong Shangwu made an inviting gesture.

"Please." Tang Zhong said. He didn't take the initiative to attack, but stood in place and waited for Tong Shangwu to strike first. Since he has the courage to stand up and perform, and has the courage to challenge himself, it shows that he is very confident in his skills - Tang Zhong really wants to see where his pride comes from.

After listening to Tang Chong's words, Tong Shangwu's feet were separated from the left and right, the distance was slightly wider than the two shoulders, and the second toe tendon of the two feet was pulled inward and backward forcefully, and the hip joints were also pulled against each other at the same time, and the force converged into the bone. Stand in the pose of a two-toed pincer horse.

As soon as the strength is accumulated, the person will quickly advance.

His hands were like swimming snakes, and he quickly slapped towards Tang Chong's front door.

"Wing Chun." Tang Zhong said lightly.

Wing Chun has 'hands but no feet' to describe the speed of the technique. Tong Shangwu's speed is amazing, both offensive and defensive, and in Tang Chong's opinion, he has at least ten years of practice time to lay the foundation.

Tang Zhong waited until his palm was about to slap his face, Tang Chong leaned to the side, punched him sideways, and slammed his knee into his leg bone.

Tong Shangwu was shocked!

They were just a sparring performance, but they didn't expect Tang Chong to use a killing move as soon as he came up.

If you are hit in the ribs by his fist or hit by his knee crutches to the leg bone, you will not only have to fall to the ground and admit defeat, but you will have to lie in bed for three months to recuperate.

It's been a hundred days.

Tang Chong's counterattack also made Tong Shangwu angry. Originally, he wanted to frustrate Tang Chong's spirit in front of all his classmates for his friends, but now Tang Chong didn't know the severity, and he decided not to leave behind.

So, after retreating, he rushed forward again.

The left hand spreads the hand into a pillow hand, and the right hand guard Japanese word fist hits Tang Chong's head.

Tang Chong wants to break his bones, and he also wants to beat Tang Chong into a pig's head.

These two young teenagers were filled with murderous aura all over their bodies.

The students outside the arena were enthusiastic and screaming, and although several instructors did not know boxing, they all had solemn expressions when they saw the strength of the two shots and the position of the attack.

Li Tieshu was the first to react and shouted loudly: "Stop." You two stop. ”

Unfortunately, it was already late.

Tang Chong's body was slightly arched, like a cheetah about to prey.

When Tong Shangwu rushed towards him, he swooped back. He grabbed him by the waist and kicked him to the ground with both feet.

Then, before Tong Shangwu could fight back, he punched Tong Shangwu in the nose.

Click――

There was a cracking sound of the bridge of the nose breaking, and blood spurting out.

Bang -

Tang punched him in the eye again, making him unable to see and losing the strength of his struggle due to the pain.

Tang Zhong wanted to make up for another punch, but he was beaten up by several instructors.

So, he could only say to Tong Shangwu lying on the ground with a regretful face: "I'm really sorry - you didn't say it to the end." I was afraid that you would hit me, so I hit you first. ”