Chapter Seventy-Six: Dreams and Seeds
With the Jinghua derby in full swing, teams like NTU naturally have no attention, even if they easily beat their opponents to enter the next round of the game, but everyone knows that the real game has not yet begun, and only the collision between the giants is what they want to see the most, such as this time.
"I don't know what the organizers think, but let the two most representative giants in the entire north collide so quickly!"
"Isn't the opponent determined by a draw?"
"What do you know, if there are no water ghosts here, you can only believe it!"
"Even if that's the case, what's wrong, it's all about fighting early and late, just ** in advance, as long as we are happy!"
"You know a fart, if there are two giants in the south and the north, I will endure it, but the problem is that this is the Jinghua derby, which belongs to the civil war in the north, and the civil war in the second round of the game will undoubtedly consume the overall strength, which is a great loss for the civil war!"
"Civil War?"
"Hehe, you don't know this, don't be embarrassed here, hurry up and go back to make up the basics......"
On the Internet, there has been a lot of noise about this Jinghua derby, and countless corresponding topics have also been hyped, from the Civil War in martial arts to the romance of the contestants in Beijing Normal University, one after another, and all the media are brewing.
The opponent of Nanda in the next round is Xiangbei University, as for the strength, Wu Ye didn't say much, just told Sun Kong to adjust his mentality in the past few days, don't slack off, he is likely to need to play.
As for Wu Tuo, Wu Ye only took a symbolic care, the other party's strength was not worse than him at all, and the two could be friends on an equal footing, so he just paid attention from the perspective of the head of the college.
Although the first round of the game is over, the next round of Nanda opponents are enough to deal with, but Wu Ye is still very busy, in the seventh group, there is a Southwest Heavy Industry, Wu Ye has to be careful, if he is unlucky, meet early, it is likely that Nanda will end here.
Wu Fan's strength is very strong, but for the bottomless Southwest Heavy Industry, Wu Ye still has no bottom in his heart, he uses all his connections, spares no expense to open the way, wants to get any information about Southwest Heavy Industry, and prepares in advance.
After a round of competition, Zhong Haoping adapted to this rhythm, and the whole person reflected a super long level, while Sun Kong, who had a relevant experience, was even more indifferent, just doing some daily training every day, and spending extra time wandering around Jinghua or exchanging feelings with the beauties of the cheerleaders of NTU.
And for lunch, I am working part-time these days.
That's right, it's a part-time job!
If it was before, Wu Fan might have retreated in the practice room without taking a step, but recently he has fallen into a bottleneck, and he has no clue about the thinking between Lei Jin and Guoshu and even the internal strength system.
Although he got a bonus of 20,000 yuan, this moment is not what it used to be, his parents are healthy and can still work, and he doesn't have to worry about it at home, but since he has more Mu Yinling, he has begun to formally think about the future.
The previous idea was to move forward with martial arts and keep breaking through, this is the heart of a warrior, but the heart of a warrior does not mean that the heart of a warrior has few desires, a warrior also has to get married and have children, and he also has to worry about the world, but now that he and Mu Yinling have reached this point, he has to think about some problems about houses and cars.
Of course, for these are just thinking, even if he wants to make money to buy a house and a car now, it is not difficult for him to buy a house, a martial artist at the level of martial arts is either a martial arts hall head or a university teacher, which one of them has a monthly salary of more than 10,000 yuan, and he who is comparable to the top of Wuying, naturally it will not be worse.
The reason why he took this part-time job is that he has been really short of money recently, and the prize money for the Apocalypse Competition, whether it is given by the official or the academy, is a lot, but it will have to wait until the results are out. The second is because of favors, this trip was introduced to him by the manager of the fitness center where he worked in Rongcheng, and this manager usually treats him well, so Wu Fan naturally can't refuse this request.
Wu Fan's impression of Jinghua was that it was crowded with traffic, high-rise buildings, an international metropolis, and every inch of land, but he never thought that under this bustling metropolis, there are also corners where the sun does not shine, urban villages.
When it rains, the muddy roads, the garbage from the garbage station is piled up outside, the smelly public toilets, the damp and gloomy rental squares, and even the old houses in the countryside, I have to admit that the Chinese people are the most tolerable animals in the world, and they can survive tenaciously in any environment.
After doing the subway and changing buses, the more remote he goes, the high-rise buildings have disappeared, followed by bricks and tiles, take a bus to the terminal, there are already people waiting for him there.
"You're a little different from what I thought you were. Wu Fan said to the comer.
One meter four, thin and small, more like a monkey, wearing a red and white school uniform, a pair of sneakers on his feet, it is obvious that this child is different from what he usually sees, as a child who drifts north, he has the rustic atmosphere of his hometown, and it is this kind of atmosphere that makes him incompatible in the big city.
But Wu Fan liked this breath very much, as if he saw himself many years ago, the boy rolling in the mud.
"What's your name?" This teenager full of rural atmosphere has a natural inferiority complex for Wu Fan, who is from the city.
"Guo Weichen. ”
"Your uncle told me that you run five kilometers every day, and then you box, and occasionally you don't rely on a stool but a horse step during class, and he said you want to practice martial arts, right?"
The uncle in Wu Fan's mouth is naturally the manager of the fitness center.
National martial arts, whether or not you plan to embark on the path of a professional martial artist in the future, will exercise to a certain extent when you are young, like Guo Weichen, it is very common.
The only thing worth mentioning is that teenagers are active by nature and rarely can persist in boring martial arts training, while Guo Weichen has been persisting for three years, according to his mother, rain or shine.
Maybe Wu Fan was not as difficult as he imagined, the boy was much more relaxed, and replied: "After punching, I can also frog jump and squat, which are taught by the school's physical education teacher." ”
"Your physical education teacher is a professional martial artist. ”
"No......" Guo Weichen shook his head, and when Wu Fan mentioned professional martial artists, his eyes were full of yearning.
"I went to a private elementary school......
Wu Fan nodded, the manager had already told him that the child's family conditions were not good, his parents worked in Beijing, and his salary in one month was not as good as his teaching in the fitness center for a month, plus the high phone bill in Jinghua, it was not easy.
And the private primary school is not the aristocratic school of the rich as imagined.
Because in Beijing's public primary schools, you need a hukou or social security certificate, but as outsiders living at the most basic level, they obviously do not have it, so some people have established private primary schools, a series of bungalows, extremely poor hardware conditions, and low level of teachers, just like a nursery school for the elderly.
"So...... Do you want to become a professional martial artist?" Wu Fan asked, this is also something entrusted to him by the manager, and as for the relevant remuneration, the manager will pay it on his behalf.
Guo Weichen nodded vigorously.
A professional martial artist will naturally not be so simple, but diligence is a shortcut for everyone.
Subsequently, Wu Fanwan refused the warm invitation of Guo Weichen's parents, and after giving Guo Weichen some guidance, she arranged an exercise plan for him, and at the same time wrote down some experience on Guo Weichen's notepad and left a phone number.
Wu Fan left behind some of his experiences and skills in cultivation, as well as his general direction. But he didn't realize that this was a world where internal strength was the mainstay, and all martial artists were polishing themselves step by step in order to be able to cultivate internal strength in the future.
Therefore, Wu Fan, who has done everything, does not know how many people he has affected and what kind of opportunities he has created in this accidental part-time job trip.