Students in taekwondo uniforms made a way, and a young beauty in her early twenties walked out slowly.

The little beauty is also wearing a white dress, but she is wearing a red belt around her waist.

Looking at the armband on her arm, it was probably the assistant teacher in the gym.

The little beauty stood firm, flapped her long eyelashes a few times, and looked at Wang Xiaoan and Long Bo, with a look of disdain in her big watery eyes.

"A skinny little kid, an old man, just the two of you, dare to come to us to kick the gym? What about funny? ”

The wheat-skinned boy next to him said: "Teacher Ye, these two people are not here to kick the gym, that little kid is holding a bouquet of roses, and he wants to confess to Teacher Wen, we laughed at him for not being able to do anything, but he and the old man were anxious!" ”

The little beauty, known as Teacher Ye, looked at Wang Xiaoan with wide eyes, and suddenly laughed.

"Looking for Sister Bingjie to confess? Who gave you confidence? It's so frustrated, it doesn't look like the owner of the mine at home, and it uses such an old-fashioned confession? Sending roses? Ha ha! Little brother! That's what people did in the 90s! It's too earthy and shabby! ”

The other students also followed with ridicule.

"That's it! What age? A bouquet of worthless flowers, just want to soak a girl? Or is it the kind of goddess that Teacher Wen is? ”

"Shh Also send flowers! ”

"Boy, did you hear that? You are a poor man, Teacher Wen will not look at you, don't humiliate yourself, lest you become a laughing stock! ”

Of course, not everyone is talking coolly, there is a sentimental little girl with two ponytails, fifteen or sixteen years old, who has not been too polluted by the turbidity of the world, and whispered: "Everyone...... I can't say that, people are infatuated, whether Mr. Wen agrees or not, don't even give him a chance, no matter what kind of person he is, he also has the right to like others......"

Wang Xiaoan glanced at the little girl gratefully.

Sure enough, the double ponytail is justice, and the kind little girl is the angel.

But a girl with short hair and heavy makeup shook her head disdainfully.

"Jump, you're still young after all, you're still too simple, so it's easy to be moved by this kind of dick man, let me tell you, the sincerity and gentleness of a man when he has nothing to do, is the cheapest! In my opinion, the poor and ugly dick man doesn't even deserve to live! How can he still have the face to pursue a goddess who is so much better than him? Toads should rot in the mud pit! Why do you want to harm us wonderful fairies! ”

The other female students also agreed.

"Yes, I'm usually harassed by that kind of cock man who doesn't think he can do anything!"

"That kind of toad boy, he is not very good, but he loves moral kidnapping, if you don't accept his confession, he will say bad things about you everywhere, and those who have experienced it will understand!"

"Dick Si Man should die! You shouldn't be living in this world! If only the world was the kind of rich and handsome who are educated and spoiled by a pair of girlfriends! I'm not single until now! ”

Wang Xiaoan pinched the bouquet in his hand, feeling that these students were simply crooked, and the criticism was outrageous!

But seeing that their hostility towards them was based on their love for Wen Bingjie, Wang Xiaoan had no intention of bothering with them.

"You guys are making trouble, laughing and laughing, in front of Mr. Wen, I must see it, get out of the way!" Wang Xiaoan said.

The wheat-skinned, mean-looking boy from before immediately walked up and pushed Wang Xiaoan.

"Hey! What are you dragging you stinky boy? Is this a place for you to go wild? Let's get out of the way? We haven't told you to get out yet! As a student of Teacher Wen, we have the obligation to be her flower messenger and not let her be harassed by a stinky dick like you! Sharp! Climb for you! The boy said in a long voice.

Another sturdy man with thick eyebrows next to him also stood sideways in front of Wang Xiaoan, shouting that this is a dojo that idlers are not allowed to enter, Wang Xiaoan is not qualified to come in, get out!

Before Wang Xiao'an could speak, Long Bo stepped forward to teach these two little cubs who didn't know whether to live or die a lesson.

"Don't touch our young master with your dirty hands!" Lombard roared, and then stretched out his large, pincer-like hand to break the wrists of the two little cubs.

Wang Xiaoan stretched out his hand to stop Long Bo, he came to apologize to Wen Bingjie, he couldn't beat her student again in front of the door, so he apologized for a fart?

The little beauty known as Teacher Ye also had a stinky face, and said in a domineering tone: "Dadong and Xiaokang are right, we are about to start class, please go out immediately!" Don't interfere with our lessons! Otherwise, don't blame me for being polite! If you're not blind, you'll be able to see what color my belt is. If you continue to refuse to get out, I will beat you two with blue noses and swollen faces! ”

After that, Teacher Ye waved her little fist and kicked her little thin leg to show her so-called "force"!

Long Bo sneered and said, "A mere taekwondo red belt, what are you dragging in front of the old man?" It's also to scare the layman, if you really do it with you, a little girl, the old man can beat you cry with just one finger! ”

"Oh, you stinky Ojisan! The tone is quite big! Let's make a comparison now! Teacher Ye's eyebrows were upside down.

Actually, it's really not that Lombard looks down on people.

In the field of taekwondo, the red belt is really nothing, and a child with a little talent can reach the black belt at the age of twelve or thirteen.

The real taekwondo master is after becoming a black belt, and then climbing up the nine dans, which can be regarded as climbing into the threshold of martial artists, the fourth dan can open a dojo to teach, and the fifth dan can be called a "master".

However, even if he is a grandmaster with a black belt of nine dan in taekwondo, he will not be able to go for five rounds when he comes to face off against Lombard.

Although taekwondo is already a very practical type of martial arts.

However, compared with the standard fighting techniques of the Eight Classics, it is still not enough to see, and it can even be said that it is not in one dimension at all.

For example, it is the difference between animals that have been trained in captivity and bloodthirsty beasts.

Mr. Ye's mere red belt is a little milk cat that can choke on mice, and it is funny enough to make a mistake in front of the tiger Longbo.

"Did you hear me? Stinky old man! Although you're too old, I'm also a girl, and the two of us go head-to-head one-on-one, so it's not like I'm bullying, right? How, do you have the guts? Teacher Ye said provocatively to Long Bo.

However, before Long Bo could answer, the male students next to him suddenly played their true colors of licking dogs.

"This stinky old man, you don't need Teacher Ye to go out, so as not to dirty your jade hands! Leave it to us! ”

Then, this group of male students rushed to Long Bo murderously, and a few of them wanted to pretend to be forced, but they all took off their robes and showed their muscles.

"Old man! Pick any one and see which one of us you can beat? Dadong, the thick-eyed man who pushed Wang Xiaoan before, said in an extremely arrogant tone.

The mean-faced boy named Xiaokang turned his finger to Wang Xiaoan's nose and said, "Hey! Boy, you come too, you old and young two wastes together, pick one of us here! It's absolutely clear to you! ”

After all, they are sports school students and specialize in taekwondo, and these male students are basically at the level of blue ribbon or above, and there is absolutely no problem with one enemy of several ordinary people, so they dare to make such wild statements.

Long Bo turned his head and looked at Wang Xiaoan with inquiring eyes.

Wang Xiaoan sighed, originally because he didn't want to cause trouble to Wen Bingjie anymore.

But now these little cubs are looking for their own death, which is another matter.

"Tap it, for the sake of Mr. Wen's face." Wang Xiaoan said.

Long Bo nodded, then trotted to the side, moved a chair, and sat for Wang Xiao'an.

Immediately, Long Bo turned his head, looked at the group of male students who didn't know whether they were alive or dead, and said coldly: "To deal with you, you don't need our young master to do it himself, and you don't have that qualification." ”

"Yo! That kid is still pretending to be a master! Sitting on a mountain and watching the tiger fight? Then clean up this old man first! Feed! Geezer! Who do you choose? Dadong stretched out his voice and shouted at Longbo.

Lombard walked up slowly, his hands clenched.

"Nobody's chosen! You're on it together! Our young master is in a hurry! ”