Chapter 3 Rather believe it
"Feng Jing."
"Feng Jing."
"Feng Jing!" Instructor Hu took a roll call on a whim today, but he didn't expect to catch a late "lucky person" for him. The students of Class 3 of the Physical Education major looked at the more and more cordial smile on Instructor Hu's face and began to mourn for Feng Jing.
"Here!" Footsteps sounded in the hallway, and Feng Jing then appeared at the door of the martial arts classroom.
"Feng Jing, right, go over and change your clothes and come out!"
"Yes!"
"All of them! 100 push-ups ready! Seeing Feng Jing leave, Instructor Hu glanced at the physical education class 3 who was standing straight and didn't dare to breathe, and silently took out the stopwatch, "3, 2, 1, start!" β
When Feng Jing changed his clothes and came out, he saw the scene of the people in the class doing push-ups in full swing, which was funny and spectacular.
"What a laugh, add in!" Instructor Hu glanced at Feng Jing and roared.
Feng Jing obediently lay down and began to do push-ups. She always felt that ** still had a big move waiting for her behind, and the person who was late before was ** changed the trick to be obedient, and I don't know what tricks I will come up with to fix her today.
"Toot toot-" As soon as the whistle sounded, all the students got up from the ground no matter how tired they were, and stood up with trembling hands. Seeing ** nodded slightly, I don't know if it's because the time for abuse is coming, he is in a wonderful mood.
"Comrade Feng Jing, come out!" Sure enough, Instructor Hu clicked Feng Jing's name in the next second, "Come and practice with me, see if you have practiced all your skills, and even dare to be late for class." β
What else can Feng Jing say, ** everything is right. The classmates around him all showed sympathetic looks, and let the students who had only studied martial arts for less than half a semester practice with retired instructors in the army, and the result was really unsightly - miserable.
Feng Jing put on a ready posture, and the instructor directly pasted it, fists, elbows, and knees, each of which became offensive weapons. At first, Feng Jing couldn't resist the instructor's attack, and the place where he was hit was like a fire, and it hurt bitterly.
But as time went by, Feng Jing felt a blur of consciousness, and the resistance movement became smooth, as if there was an extra person in the body controlling, but he could clearly realize that the body was in his own hands. It's this inexplicable subconscious memory again.
Feng Jing felt that he was abnormal, but in the eyes of Instructor Hu, Feng Jing was constantly improving in the battle. This excellent fighting instinct is a rare good seedling. But the lesson still has to be given, so after the instructor was serious, Feng Jing was pressed to the ground and rubbed.
After seeing the instructor's skills, the cubs in Class 3 are more at ease. Feng Jing dragged his tired body back into the queue to learn the content of martial arts. If the end times are true, then there is always nothing wrong with having a means of self-preservation.
The instructor grasped the measure very well, and the pain was a real pain, but there was no trace of bruising. I finally finished the first major fighting class, and the second was the bow and arrow class. Feng Jing's favorite class in the past has become her nightmare now in her current state of sore hands.
Not surprisingly, her hands trembled like chaff, and the strings were not satisfied. If it weren't for the fact that she won the championship of the National College Student Archery Competition before and gave the teacher an understanding of her ability, I am afraid that she would be scolded for being bloody.
finally stayed up until noon, and as soon as the bell rang, Chen Xi, who had left class early, was pulled all the way and sat in her driver's car.
"Uncle Chen, go to my apartment."
"Okay!"
"What kind of nerves do you have when you don't eat at noon?" Feng Jing slumped in his seat and had nothing to love.
"Comrade Feng Jing, I calculated again during class today, and there is an 80 percent probability that the situation we are thinking about will happen." Chen Xi pressed her shoulder, looked serious, and suddenly lowered his voice again, "And recently, the news said that there has been a slight geomagnetic chaos in some places. β
Feng Jing felt for a moment that it was not herself but Chen Xi who had that dream, after knowing about it, her best friend became more and more suspicious, but looking at her serious eyes, she couldn't say anything questioning.
Chen Xi's apartment is very close to the school, and it is only a five-minute car ride away. Chen Xi said hello to Uncle Chen, and pulled Feng Jing straight to his room. Then Feng Jing looked at the best friend who was sand sculptured behind the former lady of this person, and rummaged through the cabinets without any image, and turned out a brand new piece of paper.
"This is the weapon holding license I asked my dad to get a long time ago, and I'm a liberal arts student, so it's useless to hold a weapon. You take this and keep a few bows and arrows at home, and it won't be abrupt. Even if the end times do not come, no one will doubt it. Chen Xi slapped the paper in Feng Jing's hand and began to explain some things.
"I was the only one living in this apartment and we could start stocking up on food. Go out and buy a little bit every day, and then buy some online, maybe the end of the world will come one day? Chen Xi listed the things to prepare little by little, "You can also prepare some medicines, and you should also prepare mountaineering equipment...... These things are in my apartment, I'll give you a spare key, and you'll have to come to me to get it anyway......"
"Poof, I said Miss, where did you get the strategy?" The tense atmosphere was all dissipated by Chen Xi's chatter, and Feng Jing smiled very unkindly.
"Huh? Aren't all post-apocalyptic novels written like this? Chen Xi was still immersed in his own grain plan, and was a little dazed for a while when he was interrupted.
"Don't be so nervous, relax,
elaxοΌ Feng Jing stretched out his hands and rubbed Chen Xi's face fiercely, unexpectedly getting a scream from his friend.
"Ahh The old lady put on makeup today! Chen Xi, a calculating little expert, instantly changed his face as a female man, pulled out a pillow and smashed it towards Feng Jing.
"Oops! Don't fight! Feng Jing flexibly dodged Chen Xi's attack, looked at Chen Xi's dark face, and smiled wantonly, "Our beautiful and generous eldest lady hurry up to touch up her makeup, it's time to go out to eat!" β
"You! Wait for me! β
When the two appeared on the commercial street, it caused a commotion. At this time, Chen Xi had already changed into a white gauze dress and knee-length skirt, stepped on white high heels, and her chestnut curly hair was draped behind her, and the whole person looked youthful, beautiful and ladylike. Feng Jing beside him has short black hair that has not passed his ears, healthy wheat skin, and is lively and handsome in casual clothes. 100% return rate.
Feng Jing, a straight daughter, said that she didn't understand Chen Xi's practice of dressing up for half an hour when she went out for a meal, and then when Chen Xi secretly put her hand on the soft meat on her waist, she closed her mouth in amusement, and the grumpy girl couldn't afford to provoke her.
Feng Jing felt that the discomfort caused by the dream in the morning had almost dissipated, and if the coming of the end of the world in the future was inevitable, then it would be safe if it came. Preparation is the most important thing.