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"Smack!" a punch was planted on the steel bucket, and a hole appeared in the pit just now, and then the whole arm was poured into the steel bucket, and two seconds later, the fist pierced from the other end. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The steel bucket that had been hanging in the air just now to ask for our lives was instantly subdued in the air.

Thunderous applause rang out instantly, and none of us thought that there would be such a good person in our errand class, and I joined everyone in applauding.

"Peng!" The next moment, the boy and the bucket fell to the ground together, making a dull sound, and fell from that height, and it hurt to look at it.

We hurried over.

A boy with short hair and dark skin appeared in everyone's sight, wearing a black gown and black breeches, with black bandages wrapped around his hands, the boy's eyebrows were like two brushes drawn thick and flat above the eyes, and the swarthy eyeballs like skin were closing at this time, one of his arms was still stuck in the steel garbage can, piles of garbage were scattered all over the ground, and the person who helped him take out his hand covered his nose in order to prevent himself from fainting from the stench of garbage.

At this time, King Kong pulled through the crowd and walked next to the boy, as if watching the excitement, he said completely indifferently, "Do you know why I threw the bucket over?"

We quickly shook our heads.

"Because I have to find out the people in your class who have some ability, so that you can easily find out the name after registering, because the people who trespass on the women's dormitory are all people with some ability, otherwise they wouldn't dare to challenge me!"

As he spoke, he pulled a booklet out of his back, pulled a pen out of his black leggings that were tensed by his muscles, and squatted down.

"Your class is too bad, right, I have fifty or sixty solid iron buckets behind that trash can, and the only person in your class who has some ability can't catch the weight of the trash can?"

"Hey~ You know other classes, some classes can catch a trash can, and some even destroy fifty or sixty buckets at once, your first few classes are the best class, and there is a little mushroom Liang who has cast an illusion on me, and it took me a long time to recover, but I don't remember the names of girls, and my existence is to protect them from being harassed by boys. ”

"Damn, just standing downstairs like you, we boys are not interested in harassing you when we see your deep face, okay? Fuji Yi whispered arrogantly at this time.

Liu Gang looked at the warrior on the ground, "Boy, what's your name, don't come to the girls' dormitory casually in the future, I'll break you in two strokes with your little body." ”

"I called, I called," he fainted before he could finish speaking.

"This kid is good enough, he can still say four words after falling from such a high place. Fuji Yi looked at him coldly.

"Don't talk like you're a good guy, why didn't I see you make a move or something?" said Bucktooth as he pulled out the boy's arm.

"You didn't see it, the steel bucket changed direction in the air just now, and that direction was what I missed. ”

", all of us looked at the trash cans just now, and we didn't see anything flying past. Do you see?" asked Bucktooth as he looked at the people around him, and the answer was all - shaking his head.

"That's because your foundation is too poor. ”

"Foundation, what does this have to do with foundation?" I wondered.

"The teacher should be able to tell you when you're in class. ”

Sure enough, at this time, King Kong stood up and walked to Fujiyi's side.

She was half a head taller than Fuji and almost half a head taller than me, the ponytail behind her hair was tightly tied behind her head, and she looked Fuji up and down with her brown eyeballs.

"Boy, who taught you how to shoot arrows?"

"My dad. ”

"Oh, your father. What's his name?"

"Fuji Tiger. ”

"Fujitora, yes. She put her hand on her chin as she groaned, and the fingers on her huge palm were frighteningly thick.

"I don't remember, sure enough, your father's archery is not in place, but you should be able to count it as good in this class. ”

"My dad's skills are not good?" Fujiyi's face turned red suddenly, and he was so angry that he almost lost his glasses.

The name is so familiar, and there are people around us who think so, and we can't help but wonder where this name came from.

"Oh, yes. One of them called.

"Your dad wouldn't be the world's most famous shooter, Fuji Tiger who defeated South Korea at the Olympics last time? Hey~, your dad is a celebrity. ”

As soon as we said this, we immediately understood, and sure enough, his father was the Olympic champion Teng Hu, the first archer in China who wore a hundred steps.

Tengyi listened to everyone's praise for his father, and the fire in his heart did not come out.

King Kong stood there and watched expressionlessly.

"Eun, if I say no, I can't do it, but I can't show you it, and you'll know what an archer is when you get to the campus battle. Okay, boy, what's your name, what's the vine?" said Aunt Liu Gang, who picked up the trash can with one hand, and kneaded the steel trash can into a square discus with both hands like kneading paper balls.

The trash can let out a painful moan, she didn't scream so badly when she was punched by the swarthy boy just now, she really kneaded that thing into a discus like a paper ball, this is much stronger than the big mutant swallowing knife or something in some magic.

We couldn't do anything but open our eyes wide and look at the muscles in her arms that were abrupt, and our mouths wide open and sigh incredibly silently.

She tossed the discus aside, and there were several more cracks in the ground as soon as the discus collided with the ground.

Aunt King Kong picked up the pen and paper again.

After watching her perform, Fuji Yi calmly said her name.

"Rattan art, the art of art. ”

"Okay, then you guys gather, send this boxing boy to the infirmary for me, and pointed at the fainted boy with the tip of his pen, the squad leader separates the boys and girls, the girls follow me, and the boys follow that Teacher Zheng. ”

When we were separated, the girls were really close to our dorm, so close that we had to use binoculars.

The girls' and boys' dormitories are arranged in an isosceles trapezoidal shape, and after entering, the interior is a European-style building, an elevator dormitory, and there are rows of electric cars and vehicles downstairs, next to a Gothic-style pavilion and a large lawn, and the man-made river not far away is also clear and transparent, and the first image of entering the dormitory building is actually - luxury. This completely exceeded my previous impression of the bloody and dirty place, and the Victorian style was vividly displayed in front of me.

Mr. Zheng walked in front of us and told us about all aspects of the place like a tour guide. "The ground under your feet now is made of agate seamlessly, and that. As he spoke, he pointed to a potted plant in the corner, with buds about to bloom at the top of each leaf.

"This is the rarest flower in the world, the Blue Mountain Snow Lotus. ”

"This reminds me of Blue Mountain coffee. ”

"Teacher Zheng, you said that if we can't pay the tuition, we can knock here and there in the dormitory, and make a little bit of something to sell it is enough for the tuition, right? ”

Teacher Zheng slowly stopped and turned his back to us.

"This is not good, the decorations here are all school things, if you steal it, you can find out, do you think you think others can't think of it? ”

"Wow! that's so good!" the class boiled.

"yes, didn't your homeroom teacher tell you?"

"Cut~ Our homeroom teacher is a pit. "It seems like the whole class is aware of the problem.

"Oh, you said that the old man Tian Qing, he is a good head teacher. ”

"Why?" we asked, puzzled.

"The old man's memory is once every four years, because after four years, he will be separated from the students he has been with for four years, and he will make his memory blurry every time, so that he will not be sad, and the premise of being sad is that he will carefully remember everyone's every face and their every day, and it is really your blessing to meet Tian Qing after you come in with less than satisfactory grades. ”