Chapter Seventy-Three: Don't Go
"It's nothing, I hit it off with this brother at first sight and knew each other. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" Liu Langkun squeezed his eyes at Li Baifeng and opened his mouth to say.
"Oh, that's right." Xia Lingying blinked, and she didn't doubt him.
Li Baifeng originally wanted to ask the other party if he had misunderstood something, but he was interrupted by this, and it was not good to ask again, so he nodded and responded.
During this time, people came in one after another, and the auditorium became a little noisy, and the three of them had nothing to do, so they chatted casually.
After chatting for a while, Liu Langkun complained: "It's really not easy to maintain a club, all aspects have to be taken into account, things are one after another, no, I just finished the registration of the new semester, and I want to win the field again." ”
"Once a year?" Li Baifeng really didn't have this in his impression, and he was stunned when Liu Langkun mentioned it, if this was the case, wouldn't he have to fight four times in four years? So troublesome?
"I told you that! I knew you weren't listening to it at all! Xia Lingying saw that he was at a loss, and couldn't help but say angrily.
"Good, good, my bad." Li Baifeng raised his hand in surrender, thinking in his heart that he would come up with a trick and do it once and for all. Lest he have to come to fight once a year, he is not so leisurely.
Liu Langkun glanced at him and said, "Of course, I have to take it once a year, and I don't want to be attached to the school department, and I want to get the right to use it for a long time, how can there be such a good thing?" ”
Li Baifeng pursed his lips.
Liu Langkun looked at him with a depressed face, and couldn't help but say: "Be content, how easy your art competition is, you can catch a lot of music and dance, and it would be good to perform what you are best at during the competition." What is like our literary class? Especially the poetry club, for ten years, every year the competition is a poetry club, especially to test the performance on the spot, no one can pack tickets. ”
"That ......" Li Baifeng was silent for a moment, and then corrected: "We are not artistic. ”
"Huh? Not art? Liu Langkun raised his head in surprise, thought about it, and said suddenly: "Oh, I know, sports are it, sports are easier, most of the sports clubs are affiliated with the sports department, and there are few people who come to participate in the competition, basically there is a venue for participation!" ”
"This ...... It's not a sports either. Li Baifeng shook his head helplessly, and by the way, he threw Xia Lingying a look of "It's all your fault, how good it was to choose sports when you first registered, and now it's fine".
Xia Lingying seemed to have only comprehended the first sentence, and she was about to refute it as soon as her eyebrows were raised, but thinking that it was her own mistake after all, she had to suppress her anger, sit silently on the side, and take a big bite with a vicious expression.
"Huh? Nor is it a sports category? Liu Langkun frowned, and while thinking, he muttered: "It shouldn't be, then what else is ...... classification?"
Li Baifeng looked at him meditating, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Martial arts." ”
"Martial arts? Your gymnastics club teaches martial arts? Liu Langkun's eyes widened, obviously quite shocked.
"Uh...... This, mainly dance, martial arts also dabbled, dabbled. Li Baifeng considered that he still had the title of vice president after all, if he only said that there was only that kind of dance that fits and shapes thin calves, wouldn't it be very bad? So he added martial arts in passing, anyway, it's not a matter of words.
"Don't be modest, since you chose the martial arts class, it must be because you have a greater grasp." Liu Langkun said with a smile.
Li Baifeng was speechless for a while, he wanted to tell the other party that the reason why he chose martial arts was not because he had a big grasp, but because Xia Lingying, a fool who always didn't know the situation, filled in the registration form casually, but considering that Xia Lingying might break out and hurt people after losing face, he still chose to remain silent.
At this time, two more people walked over to this side, Liu Langkun looked up, a smile appeared on his face, raised his hand to say hello, it seemed that he had met an acquaintance, those two people also saw him, responded with a smile, and then walked over and sat next to him.
Liu Langkun and the two later chatted and laughed, while Li Baifeng turned around, stretched out his finger and poked Xia Lingying, and asked, "Hey, can you still change the classification of the club now?" ”
Xia Lingying choked on a mouthful of buns with great effort, turned her head in anger, and said angrily: "What do you say? ”
"Tsk." Li Baifeng pursed his lips regretfully and said, "Do you have to fight no matter what." ”
"Just fight, what are you afraid of, it's not like you haven't beaten a dozen or twenty people before." Xia Lingying said lightly, as if she remembered some interesting memories, and her expression softened suddenly.
Li Baifeng couldn't hear whether this sentence meant praise or not, but this did not affect his rebuttal: "I said, can that be the same?" At that time, I was fighting the gangsters in Linyue City, and now I am facing the students of the martial arts club of Chaoge University. ”
"Huh?" Xia Lingying was taken aback, and subconsciously put down the bun in her hand, she really didn't expect this before, indeed, Chaoge is not as good as Linyue City, and the two sides can't be generalized at all, plus Li Baifeng can't use spells in public, his fists and feet have no eyes, it's hard to say what if...... Thinking of this, Xia Lingying's expression tightened, and she blurted out: "Then don't go!" ”
After speaking, she realized that she seemed to be a little too excited, and added with a flushed face: "I'm afraid that if you lose, the gymnastics club will lose face, and then the hearts of the people will be scattered, and the team will be difficult to lead." ”
Li Baifeng wasn't worried that he would lose, he was just troublesome, but Xia Lingying's retreat, Li Baifeng felt underestimated, so he snorted lightly and said unhappily: "That's not it, this point is still certain." Not to mention that his mountain-moving boxing has entered the country again, even if he was in the past, he would not be afraid of some ordinary people who practiced martial arts.
"Then let's apply for a lakeside building." Originally, according to Xia Lingying's meaning, she wanted to apply for the Beishan Building Terrace, this terrace was built on the Beishan Mountain, with an open venue, beautiful scenery, excellent vision, and many convenient facilities in the building, which can be said to be the best venue that martial arts clubs can apply for.
However, considering that the clubs competing for this venue are all large martial arts clubs, Xia Lingying decided to settle for the next best thing for the sake of insurance. Although the lakeside building is not as good as the Beishanlou terrace, it is still good, and the competition in previous years is not very fierce.
"Whatever." Li Baifeng snorted, he didn't know anything about which venue was better, and he wasn't interested at all, he just wanted to win cleanly and get this thing done, and by the way, let Xia Lingying, a fool who couldn't figure out the situation, see his strength.