Following.

Before dawn, it was only half past four, and Meng Yi in the dormitory had already gotten up. He lay on the bed, one moment like a turtle, the next like a toad.

Slowly, his feet climbed up to his neck, his hands propped up on the bed, and the whole person curled up into a circular sphere.

This is a very difficult yoga move, if he is seen by the fat man in the same dormitory at this moment, he will definitely scream in shock.

Since yesterday afternoon, the fat man has always believed that Meng Yi likes men, so he has never said half a word to Meng Yi again. Meng Yi didn't explain, so he was quiet.

The fat man slept late last night, and he was fully armed, and the scene of his afternoon conversation with Meng Yi kept echoing in his mind - "You...... Do you like men? ”

"yes, I also like fat men."

As soon as he remembered this scene, he got goosebumps all over his body. For fear of being violated by Meng Yi in the middle of the night to eat tofu, I can't wait to buy a pair of steel underwear to wear to ensure safety.

Meng Yi secretly laughed several times.

There are only two of them living in the huge dormitory, so it's no wonder that the fat man is so wary of him. If something really happens on this big night, it will be called a throat cut, and no one will pay attention to it.

They lived on the seventh floor, and the entire seventh floor was occupied by only a few people. The reason is simple, because the Southwest aristocratic school highlights the word "noble", according to common sense, how can there be a noble dormitory?

Although there are zài in the dormitory, there are very few people living in it.

The fat man didn't sleep well all night, and his ears were straight up, just like a rabbit.

As soon as you hear the slightest noise, you will wake up immediately. At half past four, he suddenly heard the bed on the opposite side move, and he reflexively opened his eyes and looked at Meng Yi's bed.

This look frightened him half to death, and he saw Meng Yi's whole person shrinking into a ball in the dark, which was like a person with no bones at all.

"Hell......" he blurted out.

When Meng Yi heard this, he glanced at him and said, "Where are the ghosts?" ”

The fat man heard Meng Yi speak, and saw that he was slowly recovering to his normal form, and said worriedly: "You...... What are you doing? ”

"Haven't you ever seen a soft skill?" Meng Yi shook his head, ignored him, and continued to practice.

Soft work?

The fat man turned on the light of his mobile phone, shone on Meng Yi, and stared at it carefully, only to find that this guy was really practicing, and he was practicing ancient yoga.

Yoga is also known as soft gong, and when practiced to the extreme, it can soften 206 bones in the body.

Ordinary yoga can strengthen the body, and advanced yoga is also a martial art.

Just like what Meng Yi practiced, it was the basic practice method of the Qian family's supreme martial arts. He has been practicing this method since he was five years old, and it has been more than ten years.

"What kind of soft skills does a big man practice? Sure enough, it's a pervert! The fat man couldn't help muttering in his heart, and at the same time shrunk his fat body, wrapped it all in the quilt, and waited for it.

"Hey, fatty, didn't you say you wanted to learn martial arts from me? Still learning or not learning? Meng Yi suddenly turned his head and asked.

The fat man shrank his body again, and said extremely cautiously: "If you don't learn, I won't learn." "What kind of martial arts is yoga?

Meng Yi smiled slightly: "Okay, this is what you said, don't beg me in the future." ”

The fat man rolled his eyes and said in his heart, "Please? I won't ask you to kill me. ”

After speaking, Meng Yi suddenly jumped out of bed, and played the vigorous and brave Hung Boxing, Wing Chun, Muay Thai, and Twelve-Way Tan Legs in the wide area of the dormitory......

Just now he practiced soft skills, soft as water; At this time, practicing hard skills, fierce as a tiger, it is like a completely changed person.

The fat man was stunned, and suddenly he regretted it in his heart. Anyway, this Meng Yi really has a few real kung fu, if he didn't refuse just now, learn a hand or two, maybe one day he will be able to show off in front of the eyebrows.

It's a pity that the words he says are like water spilled out, how can he be embarrassed to take it back.

"Fatty, I'm asking you something." After punching, Meng Yi was sweating, took a towel, and sat down while wiping.

The fat man stared at him with big eyes like copper bells, and his fat appearance looked like a Garfield at first glance, "What's the matter?" ”

"Since you are no stranger to all the classes in this school, do you know how many beautiful girls there are?" Meng Yi asked, he originally wanted to investigate by himself, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was better to ask the fat man first, which would save time and effort.

The fat man frowned: "Why are you asking this?" You don't like women. ”

Meng Yi smiled bitterly, it seems that this fat man really regarded him as an anomaly. The fat man personally thinks it's okay, but if he spreads his personal opinion everywhere, it will have a great impact on Meng Yi's pickled girl at that time.

After all, the fat man has a wide range of connections, which cannot be ignored.

So, Meng Yi decided to tell the truth: "Are you still serious about teasing you?" If I don't like women, do I really like you, a dead fat man? ”

When the fat man heard this, his eyes lit up, and he was wrapped in the quilt like an angry hamster: "What? Kidding me? You're not gay? ”

"Your sister, you're gay!" Meng Yi snapped back.

"it!" When the fat man heard this, as soon as the quilt was lifted, he immediately became angry: "You lied to me? ”

Meng Yi smiled, quickly changed the topic, and said, "Tell you seriously, how many beautiful girls are there in this school?" ”

"I don't sue you." The fat man was angry with the bullfight, the nurse, he didn't sleep well all night last night, and he was thinking about whether to buy a pair of steel underwear for self-defense all night, but it turned out to be a lie.

At this moment, with the anxious look on Meng Yi's face, the fat man had to believe that this guy really liked women.

"You can't be so small, right?" Meng Yi looked at him with a smile.

The fat man stretched out a contemptuous middle finger to him, then thought for a moment and said, "If you want me to sue you, it's okay, unless you teach me martial arts first." ”

"Aren't you unstudded?"

"I want to learn again now."

"Alas, as the saying goes, women are changeable, but I didn't expect fat people to be changeable."

“…… You teach or not. ”

"Okay, I'll teach."

The two reached an agreement, Meng Yi taught him the twelve ways Tan legs, and he sued Meng Yi for the Southwest School Flower List.

"School Girl List?" Meng Yi touched his chin and suddenly thought, "Is Lin Jia'er on the list?" ”

The fat man swallowed his saliva and said, "Of course, if even she is not on the list, how many people can be on the list?" ”

Hearing this, Meng Yi was a little disappointed, because he judged that although Lin Jiaer was very beautiful and all kinds of conditions were very good, she was not one of the four beauties.

"What's her rank?"

"Fifth."

Meng Yi bowed slightly, and sighed slightly in his heart: "That is to say, there are four more in front of her, it seems that it is not impossible to have the slightest possibility!" ”