When the alarm went off on Saturday, Yuan Fan looked at the number 8 pointed to by the hour hand, because he still hadn't rested well the night before, he was sore all over his body and couldn't use his strength at this time. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info And subjectively, he is so repulsive, so he doesn't want to get up and go to Shushang Pavilion to practice martial arts.

But he couldn't hide, he could only move to Shushang Pavilion step by step with great reluctance.

When he arrived at Shushang Pavilion, it was already nine o'clock in the morning, and generally speaking, this was already past the morning qi practice time. When he entered the martial arts hall, the people inside were practicing their respective projects with a shouting and drinking. Of course, Wu Qingxuan still continues to practice qi, her practice of martial arts is different from others, generally speaking, she sits all morning, and she doesn't even need to go to the toilet.

However, Yuan Fan could see that none of these students who practiced martial arts routines were attentive. Pavilion Master Meng Yuan should have known about his son's plan, so although he could see that everyone was not careful, he didn't interfere, just sat there as usual, as if he had settled down.

Sometimes, Yuan Fan felt that Meng Yuan and Wu Qingxuan were father and daughter, they liked to settle down with the same heart, and their faces were expressionless.

"Yuan Fan! Why are you here? Let's go change your clothes! Meng Shijie ran over from a distance, shouting loudly all the way, but when he reached Yuan Fan's side, his voice fell, "You're finally here!" I'm so anxious! ”

Yuan Fan smiled and said in a low voice: "It's late in the morning, isn't it coming soon?" Don't worry, Brother Jie! ”

Meng Shijie nodded slightly, and went to practice his own stake again. Yuan Fan changed his clothes in slow motion and returned to the martial arts hall.

Seeing that Meng Shijie was wielding the abyss trump stick, Yuan Fan nodded, it seems that the flash mob is about to start, and now he only needs to wait for a key person to come......

"Yuan Fan!"

As soon as I thought of this, a pleasant voice came from the screen at the entrance of the martial arts hall.

Everyone turned their heads and saw a girl in light down standing there, waving her hand to Yuan Fan.

It can be seen that today's Wang Mingxi is carefully dressed, although it is a down jacket, but the combination of color and pants and shoes shows that she is very pure and cute. The light makeup on her face also made her look much more beautiful than during the rehearsal two days ago.

After all, it's the second female lead, and you have to be able to handle it, right?

Wang Mingxi ran over, stuffed a scarf into Yuan Fan's hand, and then pretended to be angry: "Isn't it just a scarf?" I don't think you're in a hurry to use it, why do you want to borrow me? The girl's scarf is not suitable for the boy, if it weren't for our good relationship, I wouldn't have sent it to you all the way, it's still snowing today! ”

In just a few words, she played the girl's coquettishness and the "good relationship" between them to the fullest, and Yuan Fan couldn't help but nod when she saw it.

Not only did he subconsciously glance at Wu Qingxuan, but he saw that her eyes were still closed, and he had never seen her distracted when he was cultivating concentration.

Yuan Fan smiled and said, "I have important things to do, and I can use a scarf, so I ask you." ”

"Huh?" Wang Mingxi seemed to have just discovered what kind of place this was, and looked left and right curiously, "This is where you practice martial arts?" Can I watch you practice martial arts from the side? ”

Yuan Fan looked back at Meng Yuan.

Although Meng Yuan's eyes were closed, it felt like he had a transparent eye on his head, because as soon as Yuan Fan turned around, he said slowly: "Yes, if you like martial arts, you can also pay tuition to learn together." ”

Wang Mingxi smiled and said, "Then don't use it!" Just take a look~"

She took a few steps back and sat down not far from Wu Qingxuan.

Meng Shijie saw that the time was ripe, and made a gesture, and everyone looked as if they were continuing to practice as if nothing had happened, but the sound of each other's gestures changed.

"Wow! Ha! Hey...... "It's more than punching."

"Bang! Bang bang! Boom! "It's just a stake.

"Click! Dangdang! "This is a practice of the abyssal cut.

All kinds of sounds come together, originally chaotic, but gradually, these three sounds seem to be intertwined with each other, intentionally or unintentionally, becoming neat, faintly becoming a percussion rhythm!

You must know that Meng Shijie has put in a lot of effort this time, this set of martial arts percussion music was thought of by him all night, and when he told the students who practiced martial arts, everyone admired the thumbs up, which made Meng Shijie more confident.

This martial arts percussion song comes from martial arts, from rhythm, Wu Qingxuan, who is practicing concentration, of course feels it, she frowned, slowly opened her eyes, and looked at the people in the martial arts hall suspiciously.

The percussion became more and more intense, more and more urgent, and at the highest pitch, everyone suddenly let out a "ha", and then stopped.

Wu Qingxuan frowned and looked at Meng Yuan, but saw that Meng Yuan was still as unresponsive as an old turtle.

Immediately afterwards, everyone in the martial arts hall began to practice the same set of exercises neatly, and at the same time, more than a dozen people came out from behind the screen of the martial arts hall, holding all kinds of musical instruments in their hands, playing passionate music with the rhythm of the martial arts practitioners.

At this time, if there is a perspective directly above the martial arts hall, it can be seen that the martial artists in the entire martial arts hall are either open and closed, or short and bright, and everyone cooperates tacitly, which is very pleasing to the eye.

At this moment, a girl came out of the crowd and walked in the direction of Wu Qingxuan with a smile on her face, the cold-faced beauty felt a little tighter in her heart, but saw that the girl skipped her, and then stretched out her hand to Wang Mingxi.

Wang Mingxi was originally happily watching everyone's "flash mob", but after this girl made a gesture to invite her, she very "naturally" switched her expression to stunned surprise.

Soon, she was pulled into the middle of the crowd by the girl. And Yuan Fan also came to the opposite side of Wang Mingxi at this time, the two stood still, Yuan Fan held the scarf that Wang Mingxi had just brought in his hand, and smiled.

"It was perfect!" Meng Shijie secretly clenched his fist and secretly glanced at Wu Qingxuan, but saw that this time Wu Qingxuan did not close his eyes, but looked at the center of the martial arts hall with doubts, and the eyebrows on the right side were slightly raised, looking very concerned.

"Great! Successfully attracted Qing Xuan's attention! Next, as long as Yuan Fan gave the scarf to Wang Mingxi, I jumped up, passed between the two, and then ......"

The more Meng Shijie thought about it, the more excited he became, and the scene of Wu Qingxuan excitedly throwing himself into his arms seemed to appear in front of him, so that he almost made a wrong move.

I saw that at this time, Yuan Fan had already taken out the scarf, and Wang Mingxi was looking at Yuan Fan with a shy face, as if there were small diamonds flashing in his eyes.

Yuan Fan secretly said that the female reporter's acting skills were also very realistic, he stepped forward and wrapped the scarf around Wang Mingxi's neck.

"Almost!" Meng Shijie counted the beats in his heart, and then took two steps forward in small steps, as long as he passed between Yuan Fan and the two, the next thing was his show time!

However, he had just taken two steps before a shout rang out.

"Enough!"