Early in the morning, Lin Qiguang woke up from his warm bed. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"What's going on?" Lin Qiguang thought as he looked outside the door of this dormitory. "Am I not dead? Wait a minute, I seem to be in a coma, because I don't have enough mental power, so I was already in a coma before I died. I see, I just thought I was dead. ”

"But, it's so strange here, I probably haven't been here, and I haven't been. Lin Qiguang thought, "I've always lived alone in a room, after all, I'm the son of the patriarch, how can I sleep in a dormitory?"

"And...... I felt like I had lost something, as if I had lost something important, but I couldn't remember it. Lin Qiguang frowned and said.

At this moment, a noisy sound came from outside the door.

Lin Qiguang walked along the source of the sound, until he reached the threshold, and saw a group of people crowded on the right side of the corridor.

"Eh, what are they doing?" Lin Qiguang thought.

So he followed them over, and with the flow of people, he finally saw a tall man standing on a high platform.

The man was strong and wore only a vest, and his swollen muscles pushed the vest through with the effect of a straitjacket.

The skin looks dark and shiny, and in some places it can reflect light.

It's amazing.

"You little, all roll over to me!" the man roared, and the mere hearing of his voice made him feel very irritable.

When Lin Qiguang heard it, he felt that it was like a routine of military training, and the next step should be to find someone to do the next thing, right?

In fact, that's exactly what the man thought.

He picked and picked in the crowd, but the person he was trying to do was not right after some careful consideration.

Why? Because most of the people here come in after being recommended by the people who have split the family, and if you annoy them, you may be annoying the whole family.

The Zong family is definitely not afraid, but he is definitely afraid.

They are basically the sons of the patriarch of the family, or they are candidates for the patriarch, and basically none of them are people they can afford to offend.

But he must also stand up for power! He must pick out a person who is not strong in this group of powerful people to erect a model!

At this moment, the flow of people is surging, and there are human heads standing everywhere.

To find such a suitable person, difficult, difficult!

However, by chance, he glanced at Lin Qiguang and did not move away after that.

"Very good, hehe, a mortal who can't even train his internal strength can actually get the recommended quota? It seems that this whole family is a waste! In this way, I don't have to be afraid of offending people!"

The man laughed inwardly, and made up his mind, already knowing what he was going to do.

"Turn back, put away your cups, put your toothbrushes and salt away, and check them on me when you get back! I'll just give you a stick of incense, and I'll get here as soon as the time comes!"

The instructor-looking man said.

Lin Qiguang immediately rushed back to his house according to his memory, found the cup with his own nameplate, and immediately packed up and left.

He seemed to be the first to arrive, and on the way, Lin Qiguang repeatedly checked to confirm that there was no slightest mistake.

Lin Qiguang also looked at the people around him a little leisurely, the methods they placed were exactly the same as their own, if this instructor wanted to pick a thorn, he probably wouldn't choose himself, right?

Lin Qiguang thought so in his heart, but he also understood that if he really wanted to bully the weak, he had no good way.

After all, the human world is like this, so cold and complex.

After a while, the crowd gathered one after another.

Some people are hanging their children -- right next to Lin Qiguang.

Some of them stood trembling and in fear.

Some people try to look calmer.

Only Lin Qiguang stood alone and looked casual.

"You little cubs! Listen to me! You may be a boy in your family, a little princess who enjoys thousands of favors, but here, there are not a thousand but eight hundred people like you! Don't bring your old stinky temper here, even if it's a dragon, you have to lie down for me, even if it's a tiger, you have to lie down for me!"

The instructor had a righteous and awe-inspiring look.

During this period, I also saw the guy who hung Langdang, but I pretended not to see it, and the person who hung Langdang was still the same ghost.

But all this has been seen by Lin Qiguang.

"But, there are some people who don't take me seriously!" the instructor suddenly shouted at him.

He suddenly slapped the cup in Lin Qiguang's hand to the ground, because the cup is made of iron, it will not break, but the sound is still very loud, and it is undoubtedly a very humiliating thing to be done by others in front of the public.

But fortunately, Lin Qiguang has long been shameless, and if he wanted to be embarrassed, he would have been forced to commit suicide by the original public opinion offensive.

Lin Qiguang silently put away the cup, and then picked up the cup again.

But he was slapped away by the instructor again, and it was farther than just now.

"You retarded child! I told you to use your left hand! I told you to use your left hand!"

Lin Qiguang looked around for a week and felt that something was not quite right, didn't the people around him use both left and right hands? Why did he only punish himself?

Lin Qiguang felt that he was being regarded as the object of dismounting.

Lin Qiguang once again put away the cup and other items and held them in his right hand.

"I told you to take it with your right hand! Do you have a problem with your brain? Is it in the water or what?" After speaking, Lin Qiguang's cup was slapped away again.

However, this time Lin Qiguang didn't take it again, so he waited quietly.

The scene suddenly became awkward, and it was so quiet that it was audible to hear a pin.

"Lin Qiguang, what's the matter with you? If you're sick, get out of your home for me!" the instructor scolded loudly.

Lin Qiguang said disdainfully: "Since you are not satisfied with what I do, why don't you make a demonstration first?"

After saying that, the scene became even more awkward and silent.

It was a dead silence, like a graveyard without animals and insects, without the slightest sound.

Even the sound of footsteps, a cough, or the fall of a needle was as loud as a trumpet in everyone's ears.

"Lin Qiguang, I see that your brain is in water!" After speaking, the instructor was very annoyed and wanted to poke his finger on Lin Qiguang's head. "I think you're completely broken! How can one of your students talk to the instructor?"