Martial Arts Master - Chapter 331

[Chapter 87 Here We Come]

phone-reading

In the jubilant office, Guo Qing knocked on the table and shouted with a smile: “Senior Sister Lin, Senior Sister Lin, please tell us about the current situation of Guannan College’s martial arts club!”

Lin Hua has a best friend who is studying at Guannan College, and will tell her about relevant situations from time to time. At this time, she thought about it and organized the language: “Gu Yue is a senior, and he is still a professional ninth, which is a relatively strong one. Now, Fei Sanli is said to be close to the level of professional nine, but he has not yet participated in the final competition. No one knows whether he will succeed or not. Jilan got the certificate of industry one in June. .”

Hearing the current situation of Guannan College, Li Mao, Sun Jian and the others were stunned, and suddenly felt like a dream.

A year has passed, Jilan has improved by one rank, Fei Sanli has taken a half step forward, although Gu Yue is stronger, but still unable to reach the threshold of Dan realm, this is the change of normal university martial arts club, and on his side, from a There are several occupations, two occupations and three occupations in the area of one occupation and one occupation. It has become a quasi-job ninth and several occupations with one occupation and two in the double-dan realm. It is simply not real.

…………

In the martial arts club of Guannan College.

As soon as he saw the result of the draw, Ji Lan blurted out, full of fear and frustration:

“Would it be so coincidental?”

He even drew last year’s opponent, Song Da!

“Fuck!” Gu Yue bulged his muscles, shook his clothes, grabbed the cup on the table, and fell to the ground.

Amidst the crackling sound, the newly added team members shrank back, trembling, not daring to face the president’s anger.

When Gu Yue opened his long legs and strode away, Fei Sanli touched his bald head and smiled bitterly:

“That’s it for this year. I’ll still participate in the professional nine finals competition next week. I can’t waste my time, let it go, let it go.”

He waved his hand and walked out of the office, leaving behind the stiff and speechless newcomer and Jilan clenching her teeth.

“Jilan, think about the strength of Songda’s substitute players. Against us, they will definitely not let Lou Cheng and Lin Quequan go up.” Coach Gu Zhen stroked his gray hair and sighed.

Ji Lan slowed down, took out her mobile phone, opened the notepad, and read in a weak voice:

“Li Mao, first-rank amateur; Sun Jian, first-rank amateur; Yan Zheke, second-rank amateur, but did not participate in the amateur finals in September; Lin Hua, second-rank amateur; Cai Zongming, second-rank amateur; He Zi, amateur 2nd grade; Wang Dali, 2nd grade amateur; Jin Lu, 2nd grade amateur; Guo Qing, 3rd grade amateur; Mu Jinnian, 3rd grade amateur…”

After reading, she silently added in her heart:

As for the main force, the rank 7 level of the eighth floor is higher than that of the normal rank 8 dan Lin Que. This is the configuration of the top four in the finals!

How to fight this?

friendship first, competition later?

…………

Autumn is high and the air is crisp and the night breeze is cool.

Lou Cheng and Yan Zheke walked by the lake hand in hand, feeling at ease because of the result of the lottery just now. While recalling the past of last year, they looked forward to the future and outlined their dreams.

The breeze was blowing, and the water waves were unhappy. After talking about this matter, Lou Cheng was about to take a step, and suddenly felt that the girl’s sleeve was pulled, and it was pulled weakly.

“What’s the matter?” he asked amusingly.

Coco like this is rare.

Yan Zheke was wearing Lou Cheng’s coat, her jet-black hair fell to her vest, her face was clean and petite, her eyelashes twitched a few times, and she pursed her lips timidly: “Chengzi, I’ll discuss something with you.”

“What’s the matter?” Lou Cheng was full of confusion.

“I don’t want to participate in next week’s professional nine finals competition…” Yan Zheke said with erratic eyes, “I didn’t have any hope, I just wanted to practice and accumulate some practical experience for the divisional competition, but now the martial arts The meeting will be a week earlier, and I am afraid that it will be too late to recover, so I can’t put the cart before the horse.”

According to his original temperament and style of doing things, he should communicate this matter with Chengzi rationally and calmly, but for some reason, when he speaks, he feels a little guilty and a little guilty.

Throw the table!

I’m so guilty and so guilty!

When I heard that the schedule was adjusted,

Lou Chengcheng has a hunch in this regard, which is not surprising, and agrees with a smile:

“It should be, the professional nine games will be played for two to four days, three high-level battles a day, the intensity is too high, you don’t have abnormal physical strength like me, you will definitely not recover in a week.”

Having said that, I’m still a little disappointed and regretful. It’s been two months since I returned to Songcheng, and I don’t have the space to get along with Keke privately. If I can’t participate in the professional nine finals competition, I can’t open a room openly, cough…

Thinking of this, in order to show that he has no grudges, Lou Cheng added another sentence, hehe laughed:

“Anyway, there will be opportunities in the future.”

Yan Zheke turned his head angrily and spit out a mouthful, then threw his hand and hit him:

“what are you talking about!”

“I have a chance to talk about the Jiudingpin Competition…” Lou Cheng smiled.

Before he could finish speaking, Yan Zheke suddenly stood on tiptoe, closed his eyes, kissed the corner of his lips, and said in a tender voice deliberately:

“Dear, you are so kind~”

Her cheeks were dizzy, and after the kiss, she turned her head and ran away, shaking her hands and letting out a crisp laugh all the way.

Lou Cheng was stunned for two or three seconds, touched the corner of his lips subconsciously, then smiled, and strode up to catch up.

Only at this time, after experiencing a lot of things and becoming more calm and mature, can I see the nineteen-year-old boy in my heart.

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He walked briskly back to the bedroom and pushed open the door. Yan Zheke preemptively said to avoid being ridiculed by Li Liantong, “Wutong, are you still endorsing this late?”

Li Liantong screamed: “I don’t want to!”

“Sophomore year, there are more and more professional classes, and it’s getting harder and harder. Damn, that long string of Latin-turned words is going to kill you!”

Yan Zheke felt the same, pursed her lips and said, “So do we! It’s not enough to just listen to the class. We used to be able to go out to play once a week, but now we only have free time for two or three weeks.”

Of course, this refers to maintaining the top five percent. If you just want to graduate and get a diploma, then as long as you listen to the class carefully, review carefully before the exam, you can do whatever you want.

It’s just that, the date with Orange is more in the study room and library, hey…

“Only go out to play once in two or three weeks? Can your oranges hold back?” Li Liantong turned his head in surprise, and started the car habitually.

“What can’t you bear! We meet every day!” Yan Zheke pretended not to understand.

Li Liantong said, “It’s almost nine months since you’ve been in a relationship, isn’t there any progress? I don’t believe that your oranges are monks, and men, once a breakthrough is made, they will know the taste and be young again. , must be very eager and keen…”

Before she could finish her words, Yan Zheke picked up the landline that became the decoration, and said angrily:

“Hey, Yao Yaoling? There’s a female hooligan here!”

The conversation between the two made Shi Xiangyang and Zong Yanru want to laugh. The latter has the best relationship with Yan Zheke, so he hurriedly said something and changed the subject: “Wutong, I think what you said is wrong, what happened to the monk? I remember Water Margin. The biography is still written in which book, the first character is monk, the second character is monk, the third character is ghost music official, and the fourth character is hungry ghost in color.”

Li Liantong nodded immediately: “Yes, yes, there are many monk themes!”

When the firepower was transferred, Yan Zheke breathed a sigh of relief. While listening to their nonsense, he took out his mobile phone, returned to Lou Cheng’s news, and swiped the forum to see everyone’s comments on the results of the lottery.

In Lou Cheng’s fan forum, “Long Night is Coming” Yan Xiaoling pinned her own post with the title “The Martial Arts Club draws lots and responds live!”

She wrote in the main building: “Cry, haw, I didn’t dare to go because of the filming, no, cross it out, because I’m not a special training member, I couldn’t enter the office, but this baby has an undercover, please come forward below. Reporter box classmate, no, the front cat reporter ‘many little highs’, send a report~”

On the second floor, “Many Little Gao” posted:

“…When I was drawn to Guannan College, Lou Cheng looked at Senior Sister Yan for the twenty-eighth time tonight, and Senior Sister Yan also looked back at him for the twenty-eighth time.”

Where is it?

Yan Zheke opened his mouth unjustly, looked up, recalled the situation at night, and counted it carefully.

Liar!

Obviously only nineteen times!

She looked down and continued to look at the “report”: “…Lin Que closed his eyes, put his hands in his pockets, as always with no expression; Jin Jin kept peeking at him, kept watching, kept watching; President Cai Zongming He chatted happily with Senior Brother Li Mao, making the other party want to cover his ears several times; Reporter Shu, like a shark smelling blood, moved his eyes from this to that, and from that to this; Senior Sister Guo Qing, Xiong I hugged Senior Sister Lin Hua; Coach Shi drank all the wine, poured the small pot over, kept shaking, kept shaking, and didn’t shake out an extra drop, out of the situation…”

Looking at the descriptions of these bystanders, Yan Zheke’s smile was light but not faded, and his heart was filled with a warm feeling.

This is our martial arts club, our…

“What about you cat reporter? The Dragon King of the World” asked curiously.

“Many little highs” replied, “Meow meow meow?”

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In the busy and fulfilling days, the footsteps of the University Martial Arts Association are getting closer and closer, and finally, that Saturday has come.

Mu Jinnian and Yan Xiaoling, who failed to make the substitute list, came to the venue together.

com I saw a lot of people here, and a lot of students poured in.

“I’m so excited, the home court!” Yan Xiaoling, relying on her shortness, jumped up and down in the stands and found her place.

Mu Jinnian was wearing a loose martial arts uniform and carrying a backpack. After sitting firmly, he took out a banner with the words “Lin Que” written on it, a small speaker inflatable hammer and other cheering tools.

“Ah… Jin Jin, have you prepared these?” Yan Xiaoling asked dumbfounded.

“Shouldn’t you be prepared?” Mu Jinnian looked at her suspiciously, “Aren’t you prepared? Are you not a professional fan?”

“I, I’m so excited… By the way, I have to help Miss!” Yan Xiaoling ran away from her seat ashamed.

Fanfan, Dragon King, Jun Gangben, Bull Demon King, Innocent, Qiqi… I’m embarrassed to the forum!

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In the home team’s locker room, Lou Cheng and Yan Zheke sat side by side on the bench, with their backs against the wall, closed their eyes and rested, waiting to play.

He vaguely heard cheers and shouts outside, and couldn’t help recalling the last home game.

That time, they lost to Wen Sheng Sect and Zhou Zhengquan, but everyone was not disappointed, instead they shouted the slogan “Come again next time” in unison.

As his thoughts turned, he found that the shouting outside became more and more orderly and louder.

What are they shouting?

Lou Cheng curiously turned his ears to the side, condensing his hearing.

The voice suddenly became clear, and the mountain and tsunami suddenly took shape:

“we are coming!”

“we are coming!”

Next time…are we here?

Lou Cheng suddenly understood what the students meant. This is a continuation of the last cheer!

This is the answer to the past!

He warmed his eyes and clenched his fists.

Yes, here we come!

Keep you waiting!

～～7k～～

(Sikushu)