Later, Fang Bai learned that he was seven, and Hu was three.

Then, when Fang Bai went to the bank to check the accounts, he was frightened by the so-called zero, if that teacher point could be recharged with Daxia coins......

All of them, give the famous teacher to Lao Tzu full!

......

A month of military training, although the training is very hard, but in the story of the big devil, singing, and from time to time will play a game, so this training can be regarded as very happy, and the combination of work and rest is still understood.

Xiao Yan's story talked about the angry Yunlan Sect, and the nonsense printed began to be sold, according to Fang Bai's progress, I don't know when this "Breaking the Firmament" will end.

"Old Fang, are you sure you want to do this?" Nan Yan was a little shy.

Wu Yu nodded approvingly.

"Of course!" Fang Bai nodded affirmatively, "Hurry up and practice, one-two-three-four, two-two-three-four, three-two-three-four......"

Nan Yan sighed, glanced at Wu Yu, shook his head helplessly, and practiced again.

Don't really say it, this music is quite magical, one-two-three-four, two-two-three-four......

"Congratulations to the host for spreading Dou Po to students. ”

"Tianshu sub-career opened. ”

"The student shop is open. ”

"Student Shop: Students can earn points for completing tasks published in the Student Shop, which can be exchanged for items in certain small worlds. ”

"Please update the students' recorders. ”

Xiaomi prompted.

"How to update?" Fang Bai scratched his head.

"Just put each recorder away and throw it into the space. ”

"Okay!" Fang Bai nodded.

......

On the third day, Fang Bai put away all the recorders of the little radish head and threw them into the space, although he didn't know what the big devil wanted to do with this, but the shock of the big devil was there, and no one would get along with the big devil because of this.

The training venue is no longer in Hu Yan's house, after all, it's not good to trouble others all the time, after discussing for a while, every time Fang Bai tells a story, Hu Yan will send someone to record it, and other parents will no longer come to listen to it every day, after all, they also have their own things to do.

Therefore, the training is still placed in the academy's martial arts training ground.

After the initial storytelling and military posture, the current little radish head can already stand in a perfect military posture when listening to the story, at least, no one will be kicked out by Fang Bai again.

So......

It's another day of standing in a military posture.

All the little radish heads have been very consciously standing in a military posture.

They have become accustomed to cheering up every day to stand in a military posture and complete the training given by the big devil, such days are very fulfilling, even if the strongest Li Badao, this training is unspeakably miserable.

But it's like Xiao Yan in the story.

Others have struggled for three years and suffered humiliation.

Li Badao felt that these trainings were all humiliation from God, and he would return it to that man sooner or later, so he ...... Li Badao's classmate has been forbearing.

......

Just when all the little radish heads gritted their teeth and stood in a military posture.

In a corner.

"Old Fang, isn't this okay?"

"That's it!"

Two sneaky figures meet with a man with bad intentions.

"What's wrong! hurry up, or I won't take you with me next time I tell a story!"

"Damn, it's done!" Nan Yan said angrily.

"Isn't it just dancing and singing!" Wu Yu also spelled.

All the little radish heads suddenly felt a gust of wind coming, and they suddenly had a bad premonition.

When they saw a purple and black figure appear in front of them, a thought popped up in their heads: this must be the trick of the big devil again.

"Dangdang......"

A magical piece of music emanated from the stereo in the hands of the two men in the straitjackets of shame.

All the little radish heads gritted their teeth, what the hell is this...... It must be the conspiracy of the big devil, the conspiracy!

But this magical rhythm ......

I can't help it!

Nanyan:

"I plant a seed!"

"Finally fruit!"

"Today is a great day"

Wu Yu:

"Pick the star and give it to you!"

"Take off the moon and give it to you!"

"Let the sun rise for you every day!"

......

This bewitching posture, with this demonic rhythm, and the shameful tights.

Dancing that sexy little apple dance......

This made all the little radish heads feel a little tingling on their scalps.

Nanyan Wu Yu:

"You're my little apple!"

"I can't love you enough!"

"The red face warms my heart!"

"Light the fire of my life!"

The magical dance and the sexy dance, especially the two male god teachers who usually supervise their classes, this effect is ...... Spicy eyes.

"You're my little apple......"

Just as Abu's head swayed with the two teachers in front of him, the cold singing voice of the big devil suddenly sounded in his ears.

Abu shuddered.

"Bang!"

A huge force kicked Abu's ass, and he was directly kicked and shit

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Seven or eight little radish heads in a row were directly kicked out by the big devil in an instant.

The rest of the little radish heads quickly closed their eyes and stood in a military posture...... Sure enough, it's the conspiracy of the big devil!

I should have thought of it a long time ago......

Abu and the others wailed, how could the big devil make you comfortable watching others dance when you were standing in a military posture!

Under the gesture of Fang Bai's eyes, the little radish head who was kicked out rubbed his buttocks, and ran with an aggrieved face, they all understand the rules, ten laps.

"Huh, this dance?"

Dean Chen Boge, who was passing by, looked at the dance of Wu Yu and the two teachers, and suddenly had an inexplicable interest......

It was as if there was some kind of arrangement in the dark, which made him encounter this dance, and the song was extraordinarily dynamic.

Originally, he was not interested in this so-called pop song, but ...... The more I listen to this song, the more I feel it......

At some point, Fang Bai suddenly found that behind the two colleagues in tights, there was an extra old man.

"......"

"Spicy eyes!"

"Scalp tingling!"

"Thief chicken exciting!"

All the little turnip heads roared in their hearts.

Chen Yue even had the urge to dig a pit and bury herself in it, because ...... That's her grandfather!

Fang Bai still muttered about the attraction of square dancing to the elderly, and looked at Chen Boge, who was twisting his ass and twisting his ass very emotionally.

Fang Bai was a little confused, he felt that he seemed to have brought something bad on the earth again, looking at the spicy-eyed twisted ass, Fang Bai covered his eyes weakly.

Looking at this group of little radish heads who didn't dare to look at them when they closed their eyes, and Fang Bai who covered his eyes, the two teachers who led the dance looked at each other and felt that something was wrong.

Then look back.

"Chen... Dean Chen?" The two men were stunned.

"Dance, keep dancing, this dance is good, keep dancing!" Chen Boge urged.

Wu Yu and Nan Yan never imagined that under Fang Bai's abduction, they would become the ancestors of square dancing in later generations......