Chapter 8 The Community Cup becomes the National Games

"You mean to say that we will contact other Imperial Capital Academies to start an eight-school league?"

"That's right."

President Mu nodded excitedly, "But in this way, the idea of Shopkeeper Fang giving you a prize won't work." ”

Fang Yan was really shocked at this time, and President Mu's words made him not come back to his senses for a while.

In a short period of time, President Mu has been constantly refreshing his impression of the dialect, originally thinking that he was a wooden and old-fashioned traditionalist, then changing to a vigorous and resolute actionist, and now saying "if you want to do it, you will be big".

With this kind of president, it is no wonder that Su Ran, who is also vigorous and resolute, and Zilong, who is extremely refreshing.

Now the dialect feels as if it was originally just the neighborhood committee that wanted to make a community river crab cup, and the prize was a few towels and water cups.

As a result, it was accidentally made into the National Games, but the scope has been expanded to this extent, and my own prizes are indeed a bit insufficient.

But soon the dialect reacted, and that's a good thing!

If it is really a joint cup, the prize will definitely not be out of his own, but his fundamental purpose is to take the opportunity to open a small village through the competition to earn Uncle Yan's medical expenses, which can be done, and everything else is not very important.

If the scale is expanded now, it means that the influence will also be doubled, and I will be a few steps closer to making up for medical expenses.

So without any doubts, Fang Yan nodded abruptly in agreement, "Of course, it's best to be able to expand, but how do you convince other academies, President Mu?" ”

"That's not a problem."

President Mu shook his head, "Most of the Imperial Capital Colleges are open-minded, and the clubs will generally not interfere with their own activities but will support them, and other colleges also have Tiangong Clubs, everyone's situation is similar now, and they are all going downhill, and we also know each other, and we know that everyone is anxious about this matter, and now there is such an activity, I don't believe they disagree." ”

"It's you, the shopkeeper."

President Mu raised his head and looked at Fang Yan, "You came up with such a great idea, if we cooperated with each other successfully, your small shop could also become famous by the way."

But if it's a joint cup for the academy, I'm afraid it's a little difficult for you to make a name for yourself.

After all, even if it is organized by a club, the college will not agree to you to join personally. ”

Fang Yan understood that President Mu had mistaken his purpose, and he couldn't blame him.

I didn't say anything about opening a village, and anyone would probably think that they wanted to make the store famous through the flying sword competition, and they were about to explain a few words, but President Mu waved his hand.

"You can rest assured about this, this is your idea, our Tiangong Society will definitely not shamelessly take possession of it, we will definitely give you a perfect solution, and now I also ask the shopkeeper Fang to give us some time, and set this joint flying sword competition, give, this is my note."

President Mu handed over a note with a small box attached,

"This is a fourth-order inner pill, I temporarily mortgage it to you, if there is no good solution in the end, this inner pill will be given to you, please don't refuse, if you want to be a heavenly worker, you must not disobey your heart."

It was still Su Ran who sent Fang Yan out of the academy, looking at Su Ran's floating figure, thinking back to what President Mu said, Fang Yan rolled his eyes helplessly in his heart.

The fourth-order inner pill is very valuable, and even if the dialect is sold again, it is estimated that Uncle Yan's medicine expenses can be almost solved.

However, although the uncles are now unconscious, there are still two months left in the real crisis, and now is not the time to sell.

Second, this is something that President Mu mortgaged to himself, although it is a gentleman's agreement that has no evidence.

But others believe in themselves so much, at least until there is no way out and they have to sell Neidan, Fang Yan will never do such a thing.

But in any case, at least I didn't find the wrong person, although even if Tiangongshe seized this idea, his private estate would not be affected.

But from now on, the dialect will definitely go to one side of the road with the Tiangong Society, and now President Mu's move has nothing to do with interests, but it warms people's hearts.

The results of the cooperation with Tiangongshe are many times better than Fang Yan expected, at least now I don't have to worry about the flying sword competition not being able to happen, and the rest is the matter of opening the village.

However, Fang Yan didn't plan to tell Mrs. Yan about this at this time, after all, President Mu was still contacting other academies.

In the end, the scale of the flying sword competition is still unclear, and it is not too late to wait for President Mu to have news from them.

The dialect in the mood began to wander around the streets, and the Xicheng District of the imperial capital, as the trade center of the entire imperial capital, can be described as prosperous and extraordinary.

Fang Yan casually bought a few snacks from a small vendor and strolled around while eating.

"I'll kill you who have a mother and no mother, tell you to steal things, call you cheap, I'll kill you!"

A vicious sound came from nearby with the "snapping" of the leather whip on the flesh, and the dialect followed the sound.

At the door of a restaurant with three or four rooms, a richly dressed middle-aged man was whipping a little girl in ragged clothes.

The girl covered her head helplessly and shouted, "I didn't steal!" It was an older sister who looked at me pitifully stuffed me with food, my grandfather was a veteran of the miracle war, and the children and grandchildren of veterans would not steal! ”

"Still a veteran?"

The man stopped the leather whip in his hand and looked at the onlookers exaggeratedly, "Veteran, how fresh?" Who cares about the offspring of a barbarian with a broken scabbard? ”

"......" The little girl didn't say a word, just lying on the ground like that, stubbornly staring at the man.

"You told me,"

At this time, the middle-aged man looked at the girl like a monkey, and after folding the leather whip in half, he held the leather whip in his left hand and swung rhythmically, tapping it on his right hand, "You tell me, who cares?" ”

"I care!" The voice of the dialect and a female voice full of anger sounded almost simultaneously.

Two men and a woman, who had never met before, were like partners who had been together for many years, and the woman quickly rushed to the little girl and helped the little girl up.

Fang Yan stood in front of the two of them, staring at the middle-aged man tightly.

Fang Yan was an orphan in his previous life, and his tuition fees from childhood to adulthood were only covered by social funding.

When Fang Yan grew up, he learned that among the many funders, there was a veteran of the Anti-Japanese War who was over 90 years old.

The old man had been frugal for decades, giving most of his subsidies to many children who could not afford to go to school.

Since then, dialects have had a special affinity with war veterans.

And the scene in front of him, the words that the little girl said, made Fang Yan think of the old soldier at the beginning.

In addition, the dialect is very clear, this is the most prosperous commercial area in the imperial capital, even if he is only a first-order weak chicken, the other party does not dare to do anything to himself.

"What are you going to do?" Seeing two people running out to protect the little girl, the middle-aged man's voice was a little higher.

"What are you going to do?" The girl holding the little girl stood up and looked at the middle-aged man.

Fang Yan noticed that the woman who rushed out at the same time was wearing a bright red dress, extremely flamboyant, and her delicate little face was covered with dark clouds at the moment.

"First, she didn't steal your things, I just saw her pitiful, and paid for the food to give her, you can ask your little two about this."

The girl's eyes looked at a young man in green clothes behind the man, and when she saw the girl's eyes, the little girl didn't dare to look directly at her, so she quickly lowered her head.

With that, the girl took a step forward.

"Second, I tell you, the descendants of the veterans of the miracle war, I care, without those veterans, you would not be standing here now! Maybe you're worse than this little girl at the moment! ”

After the girl in red finished speaking, she took another step forward, came to the man, and looked at the man with a small face.

"I ...... Yes! ”

The man was about to say something, but the girl kicked him suddenly, and in an instant his voice was raised many times, and he clutched his crotch and convulsed on the ground.

"Don't run yet!" The girl in red hugged the little girl and ran, and reminded Fang Yan when she passed by Fang Yan, who was still stunned, and Fang Yan came back to her senses and hurriedly ran away.

ps: This veteran's donation is a real thing, and it happened around Dudu.