Tang Jing decisively stopped the topic, opened the lunch box and handed it to Su Xiaojin, "Eat first, and then eat after this meal." ”

Su Xiaojin reluctantly put down the spicy strips, suddenly thought of something, and said, "By the way, Sister Huangmao also gave a thousand yuan, saying that it was for you to show the injury, and I put it under your pillow." She said that she only had so much, and she also said that she was angry, and that everyone should not meet and put on a stinky face after a meeting. ”

After Xiao Nizi finished speaking, she smiled again, "Brother, why did she say you have a stinky face?" ”

Tang Jing picked up the pillow, and sure enough, he saw a pile of money stuffed under the pillow, in addition to one hundred, there were many fifty or even ten yuan, obviously Zhao Ying had managed to make it up.

"If she comes again, give her back the money." ”

"Why?"

"It's not our money, we don't want it. ”

"But what about your hands?"

"My brother has already bought medicine. ”

"Is it the kind of medicine that you bought for a thousand dollars?"

"Hmm. ”

As he spoke, there was a knock at the door.

Tang Jing thought it was Zhao Ying coming again, but after opening the door, he saw four people standing at the door. Two of them are Wei Muze and Fatty, and two are middle-aged people under fifty.

One of the middle-aged men had a big back comb, and the two thick sword eyebrows were almost exactly the same as Wei Muze's, except that there was a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, which looked very gentle.

The other person, who was a little hunchbacked, with a scruffy beard, and a decadent look, should be the one who appeared with Wei Muze in the alley that day.

Wei Muze pointed to the middle-aged man with glasses and introduced, "Tang Jing, this is Wei Dong, the chairman of the board of trustees and president of Dongxiang University, and also my father!" Then he pointed to the middle-aged man with a scruffy beard and said, "This is the head coach of the martial arts team of Dongxiang University, Zhao Jin!"

Tang Jing finally understood why Wei Muze joined the little-known Dongxiang University as the MVP of the dignified high school league, and it turned out that his father was the principal of this school.

However, what he didn't expect was that the president of Dongsang University and the head coach of the martial arts team would come in person, and at such a fast speed.

After a pause, he said, "Please come in." ”

The four of them entered the house.

The room was so small that there was no place for so many people to sit, so they all simply stood.

Su Xiaojin blinked her big eyes and looked at them curiously, because there had never been so many people in the house.

When the fat man saw Su Xiaojin carved in pink, he couldn't help but smile greasyly, opened his arms and said, "Ha, Xiaogongju is so beautiful, tsk, tsk, come, let Shu Huang hug you, right?"

Su Xiaojin was so frightened that she immediately fell into Tang Jing's arms.

Don't forget to make up for it, "Blame Shu Xiao!"

The fat man coughed awkwardly, and said unwillingly, "Xiao Gongju, this is a bit hurtful, Shu Huang is not bad." Give Shu millet a hug, Shu millet will buy you sugar candy, hehehehe......"

Tang Jing was slightly unhappy.

"Fat man!" Wei Muze glared at the fat man, stopping his delusional attempt to save face with sugar-coated cannonballs in time.

At this time, Wei Dong took out a business card and handed it to Tang Jing, and introduced himself again with a smile on his old face, "Classmate Tang, contemptible Wei Dong, the president of Dongxiang University, this is my business card." ”

He has no arrogance, and even humility makes people a little uncomfortable, looking a bit like a profiteer, in stark contrast to his son, who is always with a serious face.

Tang Jing took the business card and said as usual, "Hello, Principal Wei." ”

"Hey, hello, hello. Wei Dong said again, "Classmate Tang, I have heard everything about you. We are here today to sincerely invite you to come to our Dongxiang University. It has been five and a half years since the establishment of Dongsang University, and this year's goal is to enter the national competition!"

When he said the last six words, his voice unconsciously raised by half a degree, and the profiteer spirit between his eyebrows was also swept away, and he looked much more normal.

Without waiting for Tang Jing to speak, he added, "Classmate Tang, as long as you agree, we can give you the maximum salary stipulated by the alliance, and we can also provide you with room and board for free." ”

The highest salary of the college martial arts league, the official name is "martial arts special scholarship", 100,000 a year, and 400,000 in four years. The fat man gets the highest salary.

The top salary is the standard for a school to recruit outstanding martial arts players, you must know that for a university, even if all the five main forces of the martial arts team pay the maximum salary, it will only be two million in four years, which is nothing at all.

And once the martial arts team of its own country achieves good results in the league, not to mention the bonus issued by the league, even a fraction of the sponsorship fee given by the sponsor is far more than this amount, not to mention that this can enhance the popularity of the school, and the additional value brought is not measurable by money.

So for really good martial arts students, everywhere is the top salary. What they think more about is whether this school has a chance to enter the national competition and provide a bigger stage for themselves!

However, Dongxiang University directly gave the top salary treatment without formally trying out Tang Jing, and its sincerity can still be seen.

said that Tang Jing was not moved, that is false.

But the question now is not whether Dongxiang University wants him, but whether Wunan University is willing to let him go. Dongxiang and Wu Nan are in the same competition area, and Wu Nan is bound to not want to see one more reinforcement from Dongxiang, so he will definitely block it in every possible way.

After a pause, he said, "Principal Wei, this matter may not be so simple. ”

Wei Dong spread out his hands and shrugged his shoulders, and smiled, "Is it that complicated? You are willing to come, I am willing to accept you, isn't this done? Don't worry, the Northern Prime Minister doesn't care about any reputation or not, the Buddha has said that all beings are equal! As long as I can enter the national competition, I, Wei Dongke, am willing to do anything!"

"I'm talking about the procedure, which can be a bit of a hassle. ”

"You mean Wu Nan's side?" Wei Dong said disdainfully, "Trouble? Since twenty years ago, I, Wei Dong, don't know what trouble is." Tang Jing, do you know why I gambled all my net worth to establish Dongxiang University, and why did I want Aze to give up the opportunity to have a better Imperial Capital University and come to Dongxiang?"

Wei Muze was stunned, and couldn't help but interject, "Father......"

Wei Dong waved his hand at his son, signaling him not to interrupt him.

His mind went back to that nightmarish moment twenty years ago.

"Twenty years ago, I was also a member of the school martial arts team. We were very strong that year! We went all the way from the division to the national competition! Then we entered the national quarterfinals. Everybody thinks we're a strong contender for the title......! In the battle that is about qualifying, because of my ......"

At this time, Zhao Jin, who had been silent beside him, forcibly interrupted Wei Dong.

"Old Wei, it's okay. ”

Wei Dong glanced at Zhao Jin and had no choice but to smile bitterly.

It can be seen that the weight of this cripple in Wei Dong's heart is extremely high.

Zhao Jin dragged his lame legs, walked up to Tang Jing, and said in a rough voice, "Boy, I can make you stronger when you come to Dongxiang! I have seen your skills, you are the same as me, you are born for the third position." However, what is most needed in the number three position is courage and courage. If you are constantly interrupted, you will not be able to make the climate!"

The third position, which is the core output position, is the soul of the entire team. Although the martial arts league is a battle of five people, many times, the victory or defeat is on the shoulders of the third position!

Tang Jing looked at Zhao Jin's sharp eyes, and his heart was stunned.

This cripple...... It's not simple.

Wei Muze interjected, "Tang Jing, me, you, and the fat man, we will definitely form the strongest iron triangle in the East China Division, and we have two other main forces that are not weak, and Dongxiang will definitely be able to enter the national competition this year!"

Tang Jing looked at these three people, and the ambition that had been buried in his heart was dug out again!

National Competition...... National Competition!

His cold eyes gradually condensed a trace of hot breath.