The students of the Sanda Club also reacted at this time, and hurriedly gathered around to ask about Hu Yong's situation in a low voice, and then discussed whether to send him to the school infirmary. The weak are always sympathetic, and Hu Yong at this time has become a weak person, a poor worm.

Hu Yongqiang endured the pain and chest tightness, and said four words to Fang Qi: "You are very powerful." "The weak have to show the appearance of a weak person, if the weak insist on being strong, then they will not be sympathized, but despised, and Hu Yong obviously behaved very well.

As a master, he fully understands the gap between himself and Fang Qi, although this failure also has his own reasons for mistakes, but in the final analysis, Fang Qi is indeed very strong, so he is convinced to lose, as a master, he is still very masterful.

Hearing Hu Yong say this, Fang Qi smiled and walked to Hu Yong's side, sat on the ground and said, "For your sake, I won't mock you, but don't forget that you still owe me a bet." Hu Yong didn't say anything, but nodded, what he needed most now was rest, so he simply lay on the ground, after all, people who practice martial arts are generally very shameless, oh no, they shouldn't care much about the image, as the so-called informality can make a big thing.

Hu Yong lay down on the ground, and the students of the Sanda Club who had mocked Fang Qi before didn't even dare to hold back their farts at this time, for fear that they would anger Fang Qi because of their own Fang Qi and be beaten up by fat. Of course, Fang Qi was not that kind of person, and said to them at this time: "I'll go first, you can take care of him, you don't need to send him to the infirmary, with his physical fitness, it's almost enough to lie here for half an hour, oh yes, it's better to find a mat or something, the floor is very hard." ”

After that, Fang Qi stood up and beckoned the people of the 208 dormitory to leave, and the students of the Sanda Club were relieved to see him leave, but Fang Qi had just taken two steps, suddenly turned his head, and his eyes swept over every student in the Sanda Club, and said: "I almost remember your face, I am a very low-key person, so don't publicize today's events, Hu Yong, oh no, Mr. Hu, he is just tired from practicing Sanda, so lie here and rest for a while, right?" ”

The usually arrogant Sanda Club student, you look at me, I look at you, hesitated in front of Fang Qi's gentle threat. But after all, seeing Fang Qi's strength, no one wants to be beaten by him, Hu Yong was beaten by him so much that he couldn't get up on the ground, if it was replaced by himself, everyone was half cold when they thought about it. One person gave in first and nodded, and the others saw that someone nodded, and they also quickly nodded, and Fang Qi remembered the province because he was slow to agree.

Although Fang Qi remembered the faces of some of them, he also remembered three or four more distinctive, the sum of the school's junior high school and high school was less than 6,000 people, although it can exclude the first and second years of junior high school that had just finished military training and the second and second years of junior high school that had not started, but there were almost 2,000 people in the remaining two grades. It wasn't easy to find someone from so many people, so Fang Qi was just scaring them, but it seemed to be really scared.

"Well, besides, you don't remember my name, do you?" Fang Qi asked again. "I don't remember, I don't remember." Others also said "I don't remember" again and again. "It's okay if you don't remember, then I'll go and take care of Hu ...... Teacher. Fang Qi turned around again, this time really leaving.

Out of the gymnasium, Niu Champion was the first to hold back the excitement in his heart, and hugged Fang Qi: "Too handsome Fang Qi!" I really didn't expect it, you kid is hiding deep enough! "Yes, Fang Qi, when I practiced military physical boxing, I felt that something was wrong with you kid, I didn't expect you to be so powerful, that's Hu Yong!" Several other people also sighed. "Let's go back to the dormitory first, Brother Niu, I'm almost out of breath, don't hold me, you dead." "Hahaha." The hearty laughter of the bull champion scared a group of friends passing by......

After returning to the dormitory, Niu Champion proposed to let Fang Qi have dinner to celebrate his defeat of Hu Yong, this proposal was agreed by the other four people except Fang Qi, so the matter of five to Fang Qi's treat was decided, but in the end Fang Qi seized the initiative to set the time by him, hesitated, Fang Qi set the time to two years later, so Fang Qi was beaten fat.

Back in the dormitory, Fang Qi was about to undress and go to bed, only to find that he was still wearing the training clothes of the Sanda Gym, so he changed into his own clothes and hurriedly sent them back to the Sanda Gym. A few minutes after returning to the dormitory, Fang Qi returned to the Sanda Hall, and the Sanda Club students who were still gathered there were stunned when they saw Fang Qi coming back, thinking that this master didn't come back to find fault.

Fang Qi didn't pay attention to the other students of the Sanda Club, but saw Xia Feng who was still next to Hu Yong, Fang Qi saw that Xia Feng was still there with Hu Yong, walked over and said to Xia Feng: "I'm sorry, Teacher Xia, I forgot about it for a while, so I put my training clothes back, and now I have changed my clothes and brought them back, where is the administrator of the Sanda Hall?" I'll go and give it back to him. ”

Xia Feng listened to Fang Qi's words, and pointed to a middle-aged man who was on the phone not far away with some speechlessness, Fang Qi nodded and passed. Hu Yong has been lying on the ground for a long time, and it would be strange if the administrator didn't see it, and he was calling the school hospital at this time and asked the school hospital to send someone over.

"Hello Uncle Administrator, this is the training uniform that Teacher Xia borrowed just now, and now I will return it." The administrator just hung up the phone, took the training clothes in Fang Qi's hand, shook his head and said, "Classmate, let's do it lightly next time." Fang Qi scratched his head and said, "I didn't expect Teacher Hu to be so fragile." When the administrator heard this, he almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, Hu Yong is fragile, what are the others, are they papery?

No longer dwelling on this question, the administrator asked, "Classmate, what is your name and which class?" "My name is Fang Qi, class 15 of high school, and my homeroom teacher is Teacher Xia, but uncle, you have to keep it secret for me." "You have such good skills, why should you keep it a secret?" The administrator asked, puzzled. "Because it's a lot of trouble." Fang Qi replied with a mature voice.

The administrator no longer bothered about this problem, and waved his hand to signal that Fang Qi could go, now he has a headache, if someone is injured in the competition between students, it can be said that the student is out of proportion, but now it is Hu Yong who is injured, what is he going to say, saying that Fang Qi is out of proportion, didn't he expect Hu Yong to be so vulnerable? This is clearly an unscientific explanation.

How did the administrator explain that it was none of Fang Qi's business, Fang Qi said goodbye to Xia Feng and went back to the dormitory, it was almost nine o'clock, and it was almost time to go to bed.

Back in the dormitory, the situation was obviously different from what Fang Qi thought, the five people of 208 chatted enthusiastically, especially after Fang Qi came back, they pulled him to talk more vigorously, and chatted until the lights went out at eleven o'clock in the evening, and then they were asleep, no way, Fang Qi defeated Hu Yong, and they also witnessed the whole process, which was really exciting.

The next day, September 1, classes officially started. The morning exercise of getting up early is that everyone runs in line together, but there is nothing worth looking forward to Fang Qi, and early self-study is even more boring, because on the first day, the head teacher Xia Feng said a word of morning self-study, which fully exerted his expertise as a political teacher.

In the blink of an eye, it was the first class, Chinese class, a minute before the class bell rang, a tall and thin man in his thirties walked into the classroom, and when the class bell rang, the man bowed deeply to the class and said, "Hello students." Probably moved by the teacher's bow, all the students spontaneously stood up almost at the same time and said, "Hello teacher." "Thank you, students, please be seated."

"From today onwards, I will teach you Chinese lessons, my surname is Zhang, and my bow is Changzhang." As the Chinese teacher spoke, she wrote the word "Zhang" on the blackboard.

"A traditional start." Fang Qi muttered.