Wednesday.

As soon as the morning class was over, Fang Ping went straight to Guanhu Garden.

Sales Department.

Fang Ping paid the final payment, got various documents and keys, and went to the house to inspect it, which was considered to be the acceptance completed.

After paying the final payment, Fang Ping's deposits and cash were only more than 410,000 points.

......

The staff of the sales department left.

With no one in the way, Fang Ping felt much more relaxed.

Walking around the empty room alone, Fang Ping was in a good mood.

In just a few days, I bought a big house.

Thinking of Fang Yuan's reaction to knowing that he had bought a big house, Fang Ping felt that it would definitely be interesting.

However, for the time being, Fang Ping was not ready to tell his family, even if he did, he had to wait for the end of the college entrance examination.

I was admitted to Wuke, and when the time comes, whether it is about cooperating with Wang Jinyang to earn money, or large enterprises investing in advance, there will be an excuse.

Now that it is known by the family, it must not cause concern to the parents.

"Buy some gym equipment, and don't buy furniture for the time being.

You also need to buy some necessary sofas, tables and chairs, otherwise there will be no place to sit.

By the way, I have to buy a bed, and I may stay here......"

After thinking about what he needed to buy, Fang Ping didn't delay and went out directly.

......

An hour later.

Fang Ping walked out of the largest furniture city in the city.

The things you need are ordered, the deposit is paid, and it will be delivered to your door in two days tomorrow.

He didn't buy any sofas, tables and chairs, so he could use them.

However, the fitness equipment, Fang Ping's selection is medium to high.

Even if he ran out, he could still leave it for Fang Yuan, which was not a waste.

The sofas, tables and chairs don't cost much, but the equipment is not cheap.

After counting seven and eight, when the payment is finished, there will probably be 390,000 left on hand.

......

Back at school, Chen Fan was slightly curious and said, "Fang Ping, how do you feel that you haven't seen the end of the dragon recently." ”

In the past, Fang Ping didn't go home at noon, and he didn't go home either.

Most of the time the two go to the cafeteria or eat out together, but they rarely see Fang Ping recently.

"I've been a little busy lately. ”

"Although you have applied for the martial arts department, it is difficult to take the martial arts examination, so don't relax in the cultural class......

Chen Fan took the trouble to remind him again, and Fang Ping nodded with a smile.

This is something that can only be said if you have a relationship, but if you are unfamiliar, I wish you didn't read books and have fewer competitors.

As the two were talking, Yang Jian in the front row turned around and said, "Fang Ping, let's go exercise together at night?"

A few days ago, Fang Ping had been digesting the effect of qi and blood enhancement.

I don't have time, and I don't feel the need to go to exercise with them.

But now that I've learned the exercises, I can't use them to stand at home or practice these days.

There is nothing in the new house now, and Fang Ping doesn't want to go over for the time being, so it's not bad to take advantage of this time to see how others are exercising.

After thinking about it, Fang Ping nodded and said, "Okay, let's be together at night." ”

Yang Jian said casually, Fang Ping didn't go to the first few invitations.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he said it casually this time, Fang Ping actually agreed, and suddenly Yang Jian was a little unresponsive.

But soon Yang Jian grinned and said, "Okay, then let's go together after school."

Fang Ping, there were a lot of people over there at that time, and some of the top students in the school also had a lot of people exercising over there.

Take a look at other people's workouts and it might help you. ”

"Good ......"

“......”

The two made an appointment to get out of school together, and without saying more, they began to wait for the teacher to attend class.

......

Soon, the afternoon session ended.

Some of the liberal arts students will also study at night, but Fang Ping and his martial arts students will hardly go to it.

Fang Ping also went to participate in the collective exercise tonight, and Wu Zhihao and the others knew about it.

While a few people walked out, Wu Zhihao smiled and said, "Fang Ping, you shouldn't have been to the gymnasium, right?"

Guaranteed to blow your mind!"

The gymnasium in his mouth is a gymnasium built by No. 1 Middle School, specially prepared for martial arts students to polish their bodies.

Not every student can have their own gym.

Even if there is, the atmosphere is different.

Wu Zhihao can exercise at home, but he prefers to go to the gymnasium with everyone.

There are a lot of people, although it is a little messy, but everyone compares with each other to have the motivation to exercise.

Exercising on your own is boring and boring, and many people can't bear this loneliness.

Fang Ping smiled when he heard this: "Eye-opening, can others still play tricks when they exercise?"

Before Wu Zhihao could speak, Zhang Hao smiled and said, "Fang Ping, I don't understand!"

Not all martial arts students are men, and there are also many girls.

When exercising, are you still wrapped in zongzi?

Tsk, you'll find out when you go see it anyway......"

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Nan, one of the two female martial arts candidates in class (4), said angrily: "Don't be so obscene, you think Fang Ping is like you!"

Always staring at the girls, embarrassing our class!"

Zhang Hao didn't care, and the other party smiled and said, "Do you understand Zhang Nan's words? Let's not stare at the girls in other classes, just stare at her." ”

"Get out!" Zhang Nan rolled his eyes.

"Don't be so fierce, the more fierce you are, the more I dare not look at it, no one will look at it, you are not a big loss......"

"Zhang Hao, are you looking for a beating?"

“......”

The two hate each other every day, and everyone else is not surprised.

Wu Zhihao directly ignored the two, and said with a smile as he walked: "Don't listen to Zhang Hao's nonsense, looking at girls is also one of the benefits, but this is not the point."

There are many top students from other classes in the gymnasium, and some of them have their own way of exercising.

We can be spectators, and if it works, we can also use it.

But we're almost finalized now, Fang Ping, you can take a look at it and learn it systematically. ”

Fang Ping nodded, and while everyone was chatting, they had already arrived in front of the gymnasium.

The gymnasium is manned and closed to the public.

However, students in the first middle school, regardless of the civil and military subjects, can enter, of course, there is a fee.

The fee is not expensive, two dollars at a time, and it is not charged by the hour.

Fang Ping paid the money, but others didn't need it, and those who came here for a long time could directly apply for a card and a monthly subscription.

The charge, in fact, is to prevent too many people from rushing in.

Although the cost of two yuan is not high, it is not really to exercise, and it will not waste money to watch the fun.

......

The second floor of the gymnasium.

As soon as Fang Ping entered, he felt a wave of heat coming.

The voices of the people were full of voices and shouts.

It's similar to the layout of a general gym, but at the moment it's full of boys and girls.

As soon as Wu Zhihao and the others came, someone immediately shouted: "Zhihao, this way!"

"Zhihao, come to Bibi!"

"Yang Jian, how much blood is there?"

“......”

They are all from the same school, and there are less than 300 martial arts candidates in No. 1 Middle School, and even fewer who often come here, about less than 200 people.

Wu Zhihao's blood is not low, and he is also the top-notch among these people, and there are many people who know him.

Hearing everyone's greetings, Wu Zhihao smiled and said, "Today is not comparable, we will exercise by ourselves." ”

Fang Ping said in a low voice: "Than what?"

"It's nothing, everyone just has a good time, comparing push-ups, pull-ups, and sometimes ...... pull-ups."

Wu Zhihao explained casually, and walked with Fang Ping and a few people to an area with few people.

Everyone else has their own plans, and each finds free equipment to start the workout.

Wu Zhihao found an empty comprehensive trainer to guide Fang Ping to exercise.

Although Fang Ping knew how to use it, Old Wu was warm-hearted, and Fang Ping was not easy to refuse, and while listening to Wu Zhihao's explanation, he looked around.

There are a lot of people on the second floor of the gymnasium, but the place is big enough that it doesn't look crowded.

There are indeed many girls among them, and they naturally don't wear much when exercising.

But to be honest, Fang Ping wasn't interested, and he didn't find it very attractive.

A group of young and beautiful high school students, replaced by the beach and seaside, Fang Ping will take a few more looks.

But now, everyone is sweating like rain, and the smell of sweat of girls is not as fragrant as that of boys, so he won't stick it up.

Wu Zhihao pointed out the use of Fang Ping's equipment and whispered: "There is still a third floor in the gymnasium. ”

"Huh?"

"There are very few people on the third floor, but the third floor is more interesting than the second floor, and first-time visitors like to go to the third floor. ”

Wu Zhihao explained in a low voice: "You know, No. 1 Middle School is the best high school in Yangcheng, and Yangcheng is not without martial artists.

The sons and daughters of the warriors, grandchildren, if they go to high school, almost all of them are in the first middle school.

Although there are not many descendants of these warriors in each session, it is not nothing.

This year, in our session, there are two elders who are martial artists.

In addition to the first and second years of high school, there are martial arts elders in our school, a total of 7 people.

These 7 people also come here often to exercise.

However, they are generally not on the second floor, they work out on the third floor.

Fang Ping, are you interested?"

"Can we go too?" Fang Ping was slightly surprised.

"Of course, the school doesn't prohibit it, but we rarely go there.

There is not much equipment on the third floor, and these guys have martial artists in their elders, so they can't play with us.

They won't say anything if you don't go over to see it, and people who come here for the first time like to go and see the excitement.

Of course, if you come often, you won't be too lazy to go, and it's not interesting to watch. ”

Fang Ping became interested, got up and said, "Then go up and take a look, are these people angry?"

"That's it, a little taller than us, and a limited amount of height. ”

Wu Zhihao took Fang Ping upstairs and lowered his voice again: "The martial arts grades in Yangcheng are not too high, and the conditions are limited.

Really powerful, who stays in Yangcheng?

If the grade is high, the children are not in No. 1 Middle School, either in Ruiyang No. 1 Middle School, or in a big city. ”

Fang Ping, no wonder the first middle school rarely heard of which martial second generation was very strong.

The second generation of martial arts who studied in No. 1 Middle School, the elders are generally first- and second-grade martial artists, and most of them are first-class.

Moreover, most of them are social martial artists, and these people have limited cultivation resources for themselves, so naturally there will not be too many children to supply.

Even if the qi and blood are stronger, they are higher than the average person.

While talking, the two of them had already reached the third floor.

It's empty and quiet!

This was Fang Ping's first impression, which was completely different from the heat wave downstairs.

There are also very few people!

Although there are 7 people in the first and second generations of Zhongwu, not everyone will come here, and not every time they will come together.

Fang Ping swept it away at a glance, there were only 5 people in the huge three floors, and two of them were obviously like Fang Ping and them.

There are only 3 people who are really cultivating.

Yes, cultivation!

It's not the "Quenching Method", that thing low-grade martial artist doesn't dare to let his children cultivate, but stands on the pile!

Fang Ping, who had already watched "Sixteen Styles of Pile Gong", could see at a glance that the three people upstairs were standing on the pile.