Chapter 73: Who's So Big Rack? [10-1]

Fang Bingqing took the key accurately, and his eyes lit up and said, "Thank you, Master." ”

Nie Guoan looked at the clock on the wall again.

"Go and get back quickly, make sure to get back to the training hall downstairs at eight o'clock."

Fang Bingqing drank the water in the paper cup in one gulp, and then raised his hand to make an "OK" gesture.

"Understood."

*

Leave the training area with your backpack on your back.

After passing through the greenery in the backyard and bypassing the bamboo forest, I finally came to the rest area of the martial arts hall.

The so-called rest area is actually a dormitory building + canteen.

Some of the students of the 'Canglan Martial Arts Hall' are from other places, so there are three dormitories in total.

The front, and shortest, building is the coach's apartment.

The two buildings with higher floors at the back are apartments for male and female students.

The above are divided into zones 1 to 3.

Not far to the right of the three dormitory buildings is the dining hall.

Fang Bingqing's dormitory number is 1-101, namely: coach apartment, first floor, room 01.

Entering the interior of the apartment building, Fang Bingqing walked straight down the corridor to the innermost part before finding his room.

When I opened the door with the key, I glanced at the house number of the opposite door - 1-102.

"I don't know who lives on the other side? Do you get along well? ”

There is only one coach apartment.

This means that it is similar to the university faculty apartment, which is mixed with men and women.

"If there is a male coach living opposite, wouldn't there be a trace of embarrassment..."Fang Bingqing muttered in his heart.

Pushing the door in, Fang Bingqing was suddenly shocked by the layout of the room.

Double bed, double desk, double sofa...

How can this be a double portion?

Could it be that you are in the wrong room?

Fang Bingqing looked at the key in his hand with a confused expression, and took a step back to look at the house number.

This... That's right.

Swallowed his saliva and walked back in.

I touched the desktop casually, and there was not a single speck of dust on my hands.

I touched the chair again, and it was still spotless.

Open the cupboard and there is a brand new set of spare bedding on the second floor.

I walked to the side of the bed and pressed the surface of the mattress sheet, which was soft and comfortable.

On top of the folded futon on the bed is a snow-white uniform.

Fang Bingqing pinched the left sleeve of his robe, and saw his name printed on the sleeve arm.

So... It's really her room!

Is the coach dormitory treatment in the 'Canglan Martial Arts Hall' so good?

One bedroom and one bathroom with balcony.

The focus is on indoor daily necessities ranging from mattresses and sofa covers to towels and trash cans, all neatly and cleanly placed in the position where they should be.

Fang Bingqing sighed in his heart as he put down his schoolbag and changed his clothes.

*

At 7:58, Fang Bingqing wore a high ponytail and reappeared in the small courtyard of the training hall in a snow-white uniform.

At this time, hundreds of students stood neatly in the training hall in front of them.

Fang Bingqing walked into the hall and walked around the side of the line to the front.

Nie Guoan stood in the center with his hands in his hands.

There were also four people standing on his right, three men and one woman, all dressed in snow-white uniforms.

Among them, there is also Li Feibai, who had just met with Fang Bingqing in the morning.

Fang Bingqing simply nodded at Li Feibai, and walked in front of Nie Guoan.

"Master." Fang Bingqing whispered.

Nie Guoan looked Fang Bingqing up and down, and nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad, it fits perfectly." ”

Fang Bingqing tightened his black belt slightly, and responded with a smile: "Well, it's not big, it's not too small, it's just right." ”

After a while, Fang Bingqing saw that Nie Guoan didn't make any next move, so he raised his eyes and looked at the electronic clock on the wall of the hall.

It's past eight o'clock.

Could it be that there is someone other than her who hasn't arrived??

Who is it that makes them wait so much?