The little fire dragon's Tai Chi sword twist can be described as weak in the reverse circle, not precise in the positive circle, loose footsteps, slow response, no one has decent movements, do you still want to learn sword dance? Be your Pokémon!

Quartz spat frantically in his heart, but on the surface he was pleased, he has always pursued praise and education, and will never discourage the enthusiasm of elf training just because he can't see it.

So he pushed the little fire dragon to wake it up, and went back to the living room to start introducing it to the newly summarized training content.

After lunch, Quartz was lying on the sofa and replying to the students' messages without saying a word, when he saw Da Duck swaying over with a stack of newspapers, jumped to the other end of the sofa and sat down, and began to read the news in the newspaper.

Recently, Quartz has also been summed up, and it seems that Da Duck prefers to read paper books rather than TV shows and online videos, especially newspapers that smell of ink, and it seems to like it.

Obviously it was given to the Xiangcheng Evening News when ordering goat's milk, but now it has become its spiritual food.

This guy is really becoming more and more like a retired old cadre, if one day it starts to indulge in chess, rubbing hemp, and raising birds (?) Or square dancing, quartz won't be surprised in the slightest.

After a shallow nap, Quartz took the little fire dragon to the battle park to prepare for today's training, after reformulating a more complete training plan, the little fire dragon wore a forced exercise machine and trained under the scorching sun until the evening, which barely ended all the training content.

Although they are very tired, they are not fast enough to grind their guns, and the finals will be tomorrow, so they can't afford to slack off.

After making the last squirt of flames, the little fire dragon sat down on the ground panting.

(>д<; )

Quartz rushed up to untie the forced exerciser, fed it water, wiped sweat, and led the little fire dragon that was so tired that he didn't want to move, and walked slowly for a few minutes to allow the blood to fully circulate, which allowed it to lie down and rest, and then he immediately began to stretch and relax the muscles on the little fire dragon's body...

By the time Quartz had done all this, it was getting dark, so the hungry pair of buddies were so hungry that they seemed to be desperately rushing home to get dinner as soon as possible.

…………

July 27th. Sunday. Clear.

The final of this year's laurel championship has finally kicked off.

"Toot ~ Toot Toot Toot ~ Toot Toot Toot Toot ~"

Accompanied by the passionate and magical music of "Athletes' March", Quartz slowly entered the arena through the passage, and his opponent Wang Binbin walked beside him in a blue and white sweatshirt with the words "Xiangcheng No. 6 Middle School" printed on the back, which made Quartz can't help but want to laugh.

What he laughed at was not Wang Binbin's dog-legged appearance on the platform, but just wearing a school uniform, and wearing an autumn school uniform on such a hot day, you are really painstaking.

There was a large number of seats in the spectator stands with high school students in snow-white shirts, and they were seen holding aloft "Xiangcheng No. 6 Middle School, Towards Success!" "The dragon among the Binbin people, the alma mater is proud of you! Such an earthy red banner, and he is still cheering for Wang Binbin very hard.

Quartz squinted and glanced at the stands over there, and knew in his heart:

The summer school uniform of No. 6 Middle School is a simple black shorts and white shirt, which is not as symbolic as the printing on the back of the autumn clothes, so Wang Binbin has to wear autumn clothes.

And his classmates weren't very enthusiastic, purely because there were N teachers staring at them, so they behaved so hard.

Tsk, formalism.

Twisted melons aren't sweet, you know?

Quartz expressed disdain for this, and while a leader of the Provincial Elf Center was reading out his speech, he looked around and looked around to find relatives and classmates who had come to cheer him on.

But I saw that the group of classmates in my class were sitting in twos and threes, and they were happily ...... Chat.

Maybe I haven't seen each other for a month, everyone is chatting enthusiastically, and at a glance, except for Mr. Xie who is sitting in danger, there is not even a person looking at the field.

And the family side was even more miserable, so the parents who drove him here arrived, and the others didn't even see a shadow.

Even if it's the weekend, isn't it difficult to get here at ten o'clock?

Can't we be serious about pretending and walking away from formalism?

The twisted melon is not sweet, but it quenches your thirst!

On the stage, you sang and I appeared, and a leader of the Provincial Elf Center finally finished speaking after speaking for more than ten minutes, but a leader of the City Elf Center on the side stood up again and said:

"Let me say a few words."

stifled the excited applause of the audience in the cradle.

This "simple word" was said for more than ten minutes, and when the host Wang Dapeng took the microphone and began to preach the pre-game speech, Quartz's eyes were almost open.

I didn't sleep well in the morning, and I was hypnotized for more than half an hour.

If there is a bed lying down, I can perform a "Nine Colors Sublimation Qi Dream" for you to see.

In the audience, the students of the eighth class of high school had already slept crookedly, if it weren't for the fact that Teacher Xie had experienced hypnosis education for a few years more than them, I am afraid that they would have mingled with their classmates to go to the Zhou Gong banquet now.

And the relatives of the quartz family also arrived one after another, and a group of uncles, aunts, old men and old ladies met each other, and they chatted happily, completely forgetting what they were here for.

There is no help, these people.

Quartz sighed, and he was no longer in the mood to laugh at Wang Binbin.

On the big screen, the highlights of Quartz and Wang Binbin in this laurel crown were played in turn, but this was a junior trainer's competition after all, and the little fire dragon and the thorn dragon king turned over and over so many shots, there was really nothing particularly outstanding.

Before Wang Dapeng's manuscript was finished, the audience was tired of watching it, so they began to chat and play with their mobile phones again, and the noise of the scene once overwhelmed the stereo.

In a chaotic environment, Wang Binbin, who was sick, suddenly approached Quartz and whispered: "Let us see the real chapter under our hands and see who is the mountain." ”

Quartz didn't understand at first, but in a blink of an eye, he reacted that Wang Binbin was referring to what he said in the last interview.

Although he sometimes has a hot brain and will say some ruthless things, he is essentially tired of talking provocatively and trash before games.

So Quartz rolled his eyes and ignored the other party's provocation, but Wang Binbin regarded him as no one in his eyes: "Hehe, I think you can only be crazy now, and the little fire dragon will pay the price for your arrogance later." ”

Hearing this, Quartz squinted at him and skimmed him:

"I thought your character was Weiguang Zhenggaoquan...

It's like a villain who can't survive an episode in a TV series. ”

"Hehe..." Wang Binbin was choked by his words, and could only snort coldly twice, turned his head and unilaterally announced that his spirit had won.