Chapter 2 Rice Bucket

Qi Dong was stunned, frightened by his own strength.

He originally just wanted to put Fang Qiwen on the ground, but he knew that if he used a little force, the other party would be thrown to the ground like a doll.

The atmosphere in the practice room seemed to freeze, and everyone opened their mouths to look at the incredible scene in front of them.

In the center of the room, Qi Dong was half-kneeling on the ground, one hand still pressed tightly between the other party's chest and abdomen. Fang Qiwen was lying on the ground, her legs slightly curled, and her somewhat pale face was covered with shock.

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect you to be so reckless......"

After coming back to his senses, Qi Dong withdrew his palm as if he had been electrocuted, and apologized with a smile.

However, seeing the angry look on Fang Qiwen's face, he immediately realized the inappropriateness in his words, and quickly changed his words:

"No, no, no, I mean, your legs are too soft......"

As soon as he said this, a burst of laughter immediately broke out in the martial arts class, on the other hand, on the other side of Taekwondo, they all turned pale, gritted their teeth, and looked like they were eager to devour Qi Dong alive.

"Bastard! It's not a martial arts routine at all!"

It was still the tall and thin young man who spoke, but at this time his expression was hideous, his eyes were bloodshot, and he had long lost his previous pride and arrogance.

"I want to use it too, but I don't have a chance to use it, I didn't expect her to be so ......" Qi Dong shrugged his shoulders a little helplessly.

This time, before he could finish speaking, there was an insult in the taekwondo array, but Qi Dong didn't care, but instead responded with a big smile.

At this time, Fang Qiwen had already stood up from the ground, her beautiful face was a little flushed, and her big slightly wet eyes glared at Qi Dong viciously, and then she turned around and walked outside.

Seeing Fang Qiwen leaving, the others in the taekwondo major could only follow out angrily, and the tall and thin young man left a threatening sentence before leaving:

"Boy, you're finished, she's not something you can afford to mess with!"

The door closed again, and the students of the martial arts class rushed up.

"Wow, Brother Dong, you're so amazing!"

"Qi Dong, have you recovered, why are you more powerful than before?"

"Brother Dong, you really deserve to be the first place in our third class of martial arts!"

"Haha, I just like to see the popularity of the Taekwondo gang!"

Listening to the continuous flattery, Qi Dong was a little impatient, but he could only politely reply a few words.

"Qi Dong, you have to be careful, that woman's name is Fang Qiwen, and his brother Fang Zhen is the sanda king of our school, very powerful. ”

Hearing this abrupt remark, everyone turned their heads to look.

It was Ye Shaofeng who spoke, and at this moment the footprints on his face had faded, and he was looking at Qi Dong with a complicated expression.

"Well, thanks for the reminder. ”

Thinking of the threatening remarks of the tall and thin young man when he left, Qi Dong also understood a little in his heart, but he was not too afraid, after all, it was at school, and Fang Zhen would not act too out of line.

Next, he went to class as usual, and Qi Dong could clearly feel that his physical strength was much better than before.

He was so tired after a set of punches that he had to rest for at least five minutes before he could continue. But now he didn't catch his breath after five or six sets of punches in a row, and the energy in his body seemed to be endless and would not be exhausted.

After discovering his changes, Qi Dong was very happy, glad that this damn stomach problem was finally gone.

Of course, he was still a little worried, in case this was a return to the past......

Qi Dong didn't continue to think about it, firstly, because he didn't want to add to his blockage, and secondly, his stomach began to be hungry again.

He took out his phone and looked at the time, it was just after ten o'clock, and there was still almost an hour before the end of class.

It was really uncomfortable to practice on a hungry stomach, so Qi Dong simply sat on the floor and thought about how to solve the problem for lunch.

Thinking of the amount of food he ate for breakfast, Qi Dong still had palpitations, but he wasn't sure if this situation would continue, and if so, he really didn't know how to feed himself in the future.

"Jingle bell ----" The bell rang for the end of class, and Qi Dong didn't stay for a second, almost trotting towards the cafeteria.

He was one of the first students to arrive at the cafeteria, but he didn't make it to the food window because he only had two cents left in his meal card, and the cheapest salted duck eggs cost one yuan a piece.

He also wanted to go over and recharge his meal card, but the cash on his body didn't add up to less than ten yuan.

Therefore, he has already made up his mind to only eat until he is full, because only white rice does not cost money, which is also one of the few benefits of Jiangdong Sports School.

Qi Dong took a large bowl, walked to the rice bucket and filled it with it, and then found an empty table to sit down and eat.

In less than a minute, such a big bowl of rice was served. It's just that he doesn't feel the slightest bit full, just like eating a biscuit on weekdays, just enough to stuff his teeth.

Qi Dong smiled bitterly in his heart, and concluded that this starving ghost was on his own. Of course, he is not a superstitious person, but he can't figure out how to explain such a strange thing after racking his brain.

After walking back and forth between the dining table and the rice bucket seven or eight times, Qi Dong became a little impatient, and simply squatted down directly next to the rice bucket.

Bowl after bowl, he lost count of how many bowls of rice he had eaten, except that a small half of the rice in the bucket had gone into his stomach.

The hunger was gradually subsiding, and the heat was constantly lingering in his limbs, Qi Dong only felt extremely comfortable, and his originally tired body seemed to be full of energy again.

There are more and more students in the cafeteria, and Qi Dong can vaguely hear someone talking about him, and it is estimated that it will not be a good thing, but where can he manage so much, it is important to fill his stomach first.

A few minutes later, the rice bucket had begun to bottom out, Qi Dong rubbed his slightly bulging stomach and stood up, looking around with a smile on his face.

It's okay not to look at it, but Qi Dong was immediately startled when he saw it, only to see students from all directions, teachers and even cafeteria aunts staring at him with strange expressions, as if they were looking at some rare birds and beasts.

Qi Dong was very embarrassed, scratched his scalp and walked away, if there was a crack on the ground at this time, he was afraid that he would immediately go down to avoid the limelight.

Just as Qi Dong was about to walk out of the cafeteria, he was stopped by a person.

"You won't be asking me for food. Qi Dong was extremely frightened, but he still raised his head and looked over.

The man was very burly, but his face was quite kind, and Qi Dong recognized it at a glance, it was the stout young man who was sitting opposite him at breakfast today.

"Brother, your shot is really more amazing every time, this time you don't even bother to eat the food. The stout young man spoke first, his expression as if he couldn't hold back a laugh.

"Where, I just don't have the money to buy groceries. Knowing that he wasn't asking for money, Qi Dong's heart suddenly felt a lot easier.

"Oh, I see. I have a solution, I don't know if you'd like to try it?" the stout young man continued, "By the way, let me introduce myself first, my name is Chen Hao, and I practice weightlifting." ”

"My name is Qi Dong, and I am a martial arts professional. Qi Dong replied and waited for the following.

"That's right, I just opened a live broadcast room to do food broadcasting, and my popularity is bleak. With your strength, if you can cooperate with me, maybe you can become popular. And I'll provide the food so you're full. ”

After hearing this, Qi Dong pretended to think for a few seconds, in fact, his heart was already happy, and then said with a serious face: "Yes, it's okay, but I'm afraid you don't have so much to eat." ”

Chen Hao smiled heartily after hearing this, patted his chest and said that it was no problem.

The two added WeChat to each other and set the time at six o'clock in the evening.