Zhong Ling is also a woman, she can practice to this extent, she Pei Yunqing must be able to do it!

Zhong Ling said that when she finished training, she was still a little unsatisfied.

"Instructor Zhong, when will I be able to practice to your level?"

"Don't rush!" Zhong Ling was afraid that she would be discouraged, so he decided to give her a little encouragement, "Tell you one thing, don't be proud." You're the second person I've ever taught this year to hit my clothes! ”

Pei Yun was slightly stunned, "So, my grades are not bad?" ”

It's not bad, it's good!

Of course, Zhong Ling didn't say this, for fear that she would be proud.

"You're good at skill and quick to react, but strength is weak. It's not enough to train at me, you have to keep training when you go home. ”

"Don't worry!" After receiving her affirmation, Pei Yunqing also increased his confidence a little, "I must practice hard." ”

Zhong Ling nodded, packing his things and leaving.

"Instructor Zhong!" Pei Yunqing asked curiously, "Who was the first to hit your clothes?" ”

"Situ Rui!"

Situ Rui?!

Pei Yunqing's young and handsome face flashed in front of him, and he was a little surprised in his heart.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be him.

At the mention of Situ Rui, Zhong Ling shook his head slightly, and his tone revealed a bit of hatred for iron and steel.

"That stinky boy, if only you had half the effort."

Zhong Ling put on his backpack and left, Pei Yun lightly packed up his things and took out his mobile phone from his bag.

On the screen, a missed call, a message and several WeChat messages are displayed.

The missed call is Director Wang An's mobile phone number, and the WeChat is all from the "Queen" Ning Zetian.

What surprised Pei Yunqing the most was that the cold minister of her family took the initiative to send her a message for the first time.

The content of the information, just like his style, is only eight words.

"I have something to do temporarily, and I am on a business trip for a few days."

There are only these eight words, but Pei Yunqing read them back and forth several times.

You know, this is the first text message he took the initiative to send to her in many years.

Pressing the reply, she wrote and deleted, deleted and wrote - I was afraid that I would be disgusted by the writing too sensually, and I was afraid that it would be too raw and not intimate enough, so I typed it for a long time, and finally deleted and deleted only a few words left.

After carefully reading the reply message several times, coupled with a small kissing expression, she pressed the send button.

Without waiting for his reply, she walked out of the training room with her bag, and at the same time dialed Wang An's phone - a busy person like Tang Moshen has time to stare at his phone and read text messages.

"I'm sorry, Director Wang, I was inconvenient to answer the phone just now."

"It's okay, I'm just going to inform you, I've already arranged it here."

"Okay, I'll be there by nine o'clock tomorrow."

Stuffing the phone into his pocket, Pei Yun raised his face lightly and saw the parking lot, and his eyebrows jumped.

Her sports car was surrounded by more than a dozen cars, all of which were high-end sports cars, and the bright yellow sports car blocking in front of her car in the middle was particularly eye-catching.

Situ Rui, who was not seen on the training ground today, was wearing a black T-shirt, lazily leaning on the sports car, wearing open-toed leather gloves and holding a cigarette in his hand, slowly exhaling a cloud of cyan smoke from his lips.

Xu Jia and another beautiful girl stood beside him, and next to him, in addition to the few second ancestors she had seen, there were several young men and women that Pei Yunqing didn't know.

All of them are dressed up fashionably and brightly, and at a glance, you can know that they are either expensive or rich.

Sure enough, it still came!