104: Missed out on the national championship because of lack of money for the way out
Lu Yan snapped and turned the phone over and put it on the table, his face was pale.
Li Xu's grandmother's gray has not been dyed for so long, revealing black hair roots, he gnawed on the duck's neck, and looked at Lu Yan, who suddenly became nervous, inexplicably, "What's wrong?" ”
Lu Yan took a deep breath, exhaled, and asked Jiang Yi, "When is the next round of competition?" ”
Jiang Yi: "Three days later, what's wrong?" ”
Lu Yan got up from the stool, "I'm going out." ”
Jiang Yimengquan: "Huh? Where to? Can you catch it back? ”
"Come back." Lu Yan walked out and left a sentence, "You can divide the instant noodles." ”
Suddenly, everyone's attention shifted from where Lu Yan was going to go to the bowl of fragrant instant noodles on the table.
As soon as Lu Yan stepped out of the door on the front foot, the group of players on the back foot who were still in love with each other a second ago began to fight.
"Instant noodles mine!!"
"Fart me!"
"Day! Eat instant noodles, you still have to be an old godmother?! There's a mine at home! ”
"Don't finish the soup!! Use it below tomorrow morning! ”
While walking, Uncle Lu clicked on the ticket purchase software with a blank face, and chose a return ticket for the nearest flight.
That's when he thought to himself: idol baggage is a fart.
If you don't brush up on your sense of existence, not to mention that you can think of sending him a group link, it is estimated that in a few days, he will become a complete passerby.
Since Jiang Yong and Jiang Shen fought against each other that night, it has been spread among the new students - the champion of the southwest cute girl in the Economic Management Institute looks like a champion, and even beating people is at the champion level......
Therefore, the fact that Jiang Yong is a provincial sanda champion can't be concealed at all.
And coincidentally, there is a sanda team in Imperial Capital University, which is quite awesome, and there is a martial arts hall in the school, and the entire wall is full of various honors.
Even if it is a world-class junior competition, you can come back with a good ranking entirely.
What's even more coincidental is that there is a teacher from the school's sanda team, who is the instructor of the freshman team this time, and when he saw that Jiang Yong was a good seedling, he hurriedly took the time to block people.
Jiang Yong said to the teacher very helplessly: "Teacher, I just want to study hard now." ”
The teacher persuaded her: "You don't delay your practice in this study, and when you get the award in the future, you can add credits." ”
Jiang Yong scratched his head, and he didn't know how to tell the teacher.
The teacher is still forcing Lai Lai, "You see that it is a pity to stop at the provincial championship, if you seize the opportunity to practice now, you may be able to win a national championship and come back." ”
"Actually, the teacher ......" Jiang said to the teacher in embarrassment: "I was invited to the national championship that year, but I didn't go because I didn't have money for the travel expenses." ”
Teacher: "......"
Jiang Yong declined the teacher very sincerely: "Teacher, I am busy with my studies now, and I have a part-time job, so I really lack skills." ”
Teacher: "Well, since you insist, then forget it, there is a scholarship every year for joining our school team......
The teacher turned around and walked away as he spoke, who knew that Jiang Yong, who had just refused with righteous words, suddenly grabbed the teacher, his eyes seemed to have turned into the shape of copper coins, and his whole body exuded the smell of copper.
"Teacher, what did you just say? Scholarship? ”
As soon as the teacher heard that there was a play, he hurriedly gave Jiang Yong all the benefits of their school team and shook it out: "Yes, the school's subsidy for students is 30,000 yuan a semester, if you can get a ranking in the competition, it will be doubled." ”
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Jiang Jiang: You can't get along with money for anything.