Chapter 9 ■Membership in Clubs

"You, you actually know each other?" An Luoyang looked at Liu Yingying, his face became a little ugly.

"They are the same people who saved me last time on the edge of the IKEA shopping mall. Liu Yingying explained.

"It seems that we don't know each other anymore, and I, An Luoyang, have once again thanked you for saving your life for Yingying. An Luoyang escaped from his arms with a wad of banknotes, and said with a frivolous face: "I will compensate you 5,000 yuan for the classmate who was kicked and injured by me just now, which is my apology to you." ”

"Phew, who wants your stinky money!" Zhang Zitao gritted his teeth and said hatefully.

An Luoyang picked up the bicycle and walked outside, and when he passed Zhang Zitao, he threw the money on him without looking at it.

Before leaving, he said without looking back: "That one is called Gao Daquan, are you interested in choosing a time to have a good discussion with me, it can be seen that you should have a good idea." ”

"Okay, I'm also thinking about enriching my college life. Gao Daquan replied very simply.

"Our taekwondo club is still recruiting, and new people are welcome to join at any time, if you are interested, I can give you good guidance. An Luoyang's words had a hint of contempt for people.

"No need, you are not the only taekwondo club in the school, I would rather participate in other martial arts clubs and have a fair and honest competition with your taekwondo club. ”

Gao Daquan naturally would not let go of the opportunity of this contest, facing An Luoyang, who was extremely arrogant just now, not only had to let him lose convincingly, but also had to let him lose completely, and he had no place to be ashamed.

"Very well, I hope you talk the talk, don't let me down. An Luoyang put down this sentence and rode away quickly.

"Gao Daquan, I'm sorry for the facts just now, don't take it to heart, this An Luoyang is taking advantage of a few stinky money in the family, and he will show off his power in school. ”

After An Luoyang left, Liu Yingying walked over and said apologetically.

"What's the matter, I'm not a small-bellied person, I'm just a little curious, is it possible that the children of this rich man are as arrogant and domineering as An Luoyang?" Gao Daquan looked in the direction of the dormitory building with a thoughtful expression.

Liu Yingying sighed and remained silent, but savored what Gao Daquan said.

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At night, seven o'clock sharp.

820 dormitory.

None of them went out, they were doing their own thing in the dormitory.

At this time, Gao Daquan was taking a shower in the bathroom, Qin Liang was engrossed in playing online games with his mobile phone, and Li Jun was sitting in front of Zhang Zitao's computer browsing the internal website of Changshao University.

But Zhang Zitao stopped and didn't play the computer for a rare time, he was lying on the bed and falling asleep.

Since being kicked by An Luoyang, Zhang Zitao has felt that his body has not been very comfortable, his chest is stuffy, and it is difficult to breathe.

But when Gao Daquan and the three of them took him to the infirmary for an examination, the doctor in the infirmary said that there was nothing wrong with him and that there was nothing wrong with him at all.

But Zhang Zitao kept saying that there must be something wrong with his lungs and he had to take some medicine, and in the end the doctor couldn't resist him and prescribed some calming medicine, which made him look a little more open.

At this time, Gao Daquan walked out of the bathroom with his pants in his pants after taking a shower.

"Brother Quan, aren't you going to join our school's martial arts club? Now they are recruiting new people? Come and see if you want to sign up?"

Li Jun was browsing the campus website when he suddenly saw a recruitment information for a martial arts club in one of the sections.

Gao Daquan took a towel to wipe the moisture on his hair, came to the computer screen, and said to Li Jun: "Click on it to see what is there." ”

"Okay!"

After opening the website, I saw that there were some words written on it about the profundity and mystery of martial arts, and new people were welcome to join their club at any time, and some photos of martial arts movements were attached.

However, in Gao Daquan's eyes, those people's kung fu is at best a bit of a show, and to put it mildly, it is useless.

"Brother Quan, how is it? Are you interested?" asked Li Jun.

Gao Daquan shook his head very dissatisfied, and said with a wry smile helplessly: "Although it doesn't look good, after all, it is also a martial arts club in the school, so let's choose a sanda category, see what the president's name is, and go to him tomorrow to report his name." ”

"The president's name is Zheng Xuesong, and he is in his third year. ”

"Zheng Xuesong, I hope he is a man. ”

Today is Sunday, the second weekend of the new school year.

It is also a day to celebrate, because the military training is over, which will mean that the freshmen will no longer have to stand under the scorching sun and be exposed to the sun.

However, today is also the day when various clubs on the university campus set up recruitment activities, and almost all clubs will set up pergolas in the campus playground to officially set up a recruitment site.

After breakfast, Gao Daquan wandered alone in the crowd looking for the recruitment point of the martial arts club.

And in the dormitory, Qin Liang, Li Jun, and Zhang Zitao also participated in some other clubs, so they were all busy with their own things at this time.

The recruitment point of the martial arts club is not difficult to find, and in a short time, it has been found in more than two hundred pergolas.

After a long distance, they saw the sign of 'Martial Arts Club Recruitment Point', and the group walked over.

"Hello, fellow students, I'm here to join your club. Gao Daquan got straight to the point and made it clear.

"Oh, so which event would you like to attend?"

There were several people sitting at the reception, and one of the male classmates wearing glasses immediately asked, but in Gao Daquan's opinion, there seemed to be a taste of contempt on his face.

"Sanda. ”

"Then will you have two hits? I'm a member of the Sanda Club, I'll tell you the ugly things first, if you don't have any foundation, I advise you not to participate, our club won't choose waste people who have no foundation at all. ”

However, Gao Daquan would not be as knowledgeable as this kind of person, and said with a relaxed face: "It's okay, it's so-so." ”

"This form is for you, fill it out according to the questions above. The man with glasses took out a club registration form from his leather bag with an expressionless face and handed it to Gao Daquan.

Gao Daquan didn't say a word, didn't think about it, picked up the pen on the table and "brushed" the pen on the top, and filled it in in the blink of an eye.

After taking the introduction sheet, the man with glasses didn't even look at it, so he put it away, "At six o'clock in the afternoon, train in the student activity center, remember to come on time." ”

In the blink of an eye, the time came to the afternoon.

Taking advantage of the fact that today is the weekend, many people have eaten early and come to the student activity center to carry out club activities.

You can see a variety of different clubs here, bringing a colorful and beautiful life to university life.

At this time, Gao Daquan naturally came to the activity center, and through the address he had previously explained, he quickly found the club he wanted to join.

In a room that seemed very empty, Gao Daquan saw sixteen or seven classmates training inside.

President Zheng Xuesong saw that there were people, and hurriedly signaled everyone to stop, and all the people gathered over, and the man with glasses who had seen him when he signed up was also among them.

Zheng Xuesong's physique is relatively strong, with a round flat head, he walked over and clapped his hands while smiling: "It's Gao Daquan, it's a good time to meet you, welcome!"