The two agreed to go straight to the recruitment office of the societies and associations outside the college cafeteria.
There are at least forty or fifty college student clubs here recruiting members for freshmen. In addition to basketball, football, literature, and poetry clubs, there are also modeling, video games, embroidery, etc.
There are dozens of tables set up, and beautifully printed or crudely printed leaflets are distributed.
Some clubs are very powerful, and the people responsible for recruiting new members are all handsome men and beautiful women, and there are small gifts along with the flyers.
For example, the football club "Real Madrid Fall in Love with Barcelona" brought together several beautiful women who were well-spoken, and also held a lottery on the spot. Anyone who signed up to join the club could participate with a ticket, and the prize was a jersey.
Clubs have always been a feature of the university, organizing a group of students with specific hobbies to carry out a variety of activities, adding a lot of charm to the peaceful campus.
When Ye Fan was in college, he was almost deceived. He joined more than a dozen clubs, but finally quit almost all of them and only took root in the Sanda club.
Today is the first day to recruit new students, and people from dozens of clubs in the college are very motivated.
The students sitting at the table were smiling and distributed flyers to students and parents passing by.
Although Ye Fan is not young, he is practicing martial arts. Both in temperament and appearance, he is like a young boy. He is tall and handsome, and has attracted the attention of many female seniors.
They thought Ye Fan was the new student this year! Zi Ling'er met her new senior sister and senior, and was called away to talk.
Ye Fan was too lazy to wait for her and continued walking forward, looking left and right.
"Classmate, I see that you have wonderful bones and outstanding appearance, so why not join our basketball club?"
A chubby boy stopped Ye Fan and spat, "Our school's basketball club has a long-standing reputation. The Fudan basketball men's team we cultivated won seventh place in the National College Basketball League last year.
Classmate, although I don't guarantee that you will definitely be able to join the school team, you will be rewarded with hard work and it is always good to keep fit.
What's more, our basketball club holds an event every month, and the most active members may get autographs and sneakers from Yao Ming and Kobe Bryant.
What? Not interested? Our basketball club also has great benefits. Have you heard of the top ten campus beauties of Fudan University? Five of them are members of our cheerleading team!
"Let's wait until those school beauties come to recruit people in person. As for you, you're not interested."
Taking another step forward, someone blocked Ye Fan again: "Classmate, don't worry about those clubs with well-developed limbs and simple minds. Our Changfeng Poetry Club is the most promising club in Fudan.
What is lacking most in today’s society? It’s not talents, it’s young artists!
Let me tell you a secret quietly. The ratio of men to women in our Changfeng Poetry Club has reached an astonishing one to nine. Every boy goes in empty-handed and comes out with his arms around..." Ye Fan glared and said: "Then why are there no girls here today?
Recruiting? Go in and do some work, right? Is it that easy for female college students to get hired nowadays? Look at you, you are short and stumpy, you must be someone who serves tea and water in there, right? Which department are you in? Chinese
Department? Are you kidding me? Change the department quickly! I heard that the girls in the humanities department are very flirtatious, silly and naive. I would be very grateful if I treat them to a bowl of snail noodles. If I work harder, I will be close to getting a room."
The man was indeed a Chinese guy who was good at fantasy. Hearing this, he was stunned: "Is it really that good?" At this time, a clear female voice sounded behind them, filled with bursts of anger.
"Ye Fan, who do you think is stupid and naive?" Who else could it be besides Zi Ling'er? Ye Fan hurriedly smiled and said: "You are smart and kind, smart and cute, how could I say that about you!"
"Zi Ling'er rolled her eyes at him and beckoned: "Ye Fan, do you want me to join the Taekwondo club?" "Taekwondo?" Ye Fan scratched his head: "Fighting and killing is not suitable for you, right?"
"You're stupid. You're not talking about fighting and killing. Taekwondo is just for physical exercise and for self-defense. If you encounter a robbery at night, you can scare the bad guys away with a few laughs like this."
Zi Ling'er gestured and made a serious and cute action, "I think it's pretty good!"
Ye Fan was speechless for a moment. To be honest, the gangsters who robbed people on the road usually chose to attack unaccompanied elderly people or young girls, and they would also carry sharp weapons.
Zi Ling'er is like this, and she can be sure of it as soon as she is caught. Not to mention how many times she has learned Taekwondo, even if she has a black belt, she can't beat others with her bare hands! Zi Ling'er is obviously a little moved, seeing Ye Fan's expressionless face
, and added: "Actually, I have always been learning Taekwondo, but my sister wouldn't let me, so I didn't go to a regular place to learn it.
Now that I have finally become independent, I want to get a black belt to take back to her.
Ye Fan, you have to support me!"
Ye Fan chuckled and said, "It's not good for little girls to move too much.
If you want to keep fit, go to a sports association, why bother cultivating violent tendencies?"
"You...what are you talking about!"
Zi Ling'er was obviously not convinced, "I just like Taekwondo, what's wrong?"
"Okay, okay, as long as you like it, but if you really want to learn this, why not join Taekwondo? I'll teach you!"
Ye Fan laughed: "I am very good at martial arts, I am sure I will be better than Taekwondo!"
"Really?"
Zi Ling'er was dubious.
"Of course!"
While they were talking, a tall and handsome boy came over with a flattering smile on his face and asked: "Ling'er, is he your classmate?" Zi Ling'er basically looked at Ye Fan and glanced at him.
Taking one look at the tall boy, he shook his head and said, "No, he is my sister's friend. I want to join Taekwondo, but he doesn't suggest it."
"oh?"
The tall boy frowned and smiled at Ye Fan: "Senior, are you from our college too?"
"no."
Ye Fan smiled: "I haven't studied for a long time."
"Not studying?"
The tall boy was stunned and then said: "You have graduated, right?"
"It's considered graduation."
Ye Fan shrugged: "Are you from the Taekwondo Club?"
"Haha, I am the president of the Taekwondo club.
Senior, do you have any misunderstanding about our Taekwondo?"
The tall boy laughed.
"No misunderstanding."
Ye Fan waved his hand, shook his head calmly and said: "It's okay to learn the Korean moves with fancy fists and embroidered legs, but if you use 'beat away gangsters' as a slogan, it's an exaggeration."
"Um?"
The tall boy narrowed his eyes slightly: "Are you questioning our Taekwondo?"
"Does this still need to be questioned?"
Ye Fan laughed.
The smile on the tall boy's face gradually disappeared, he crossed his arms and said, "Senior, I hope you are joking, otherwise, it will be very troublesome!"
"What, you want to teach me a lesson by using your method of 'fighting away the gangsters'?"
Ye Fan smiled exaggeratedly, and then extended his hand to the tall boy.
"Just kidding, I actually think it's pretty good to exercise in this way.
Since Ling'er wants to learn Taekwondo, I ask you to take care of her in the future.
My name is Ye Fan!"
"Well, my name is Feng Yanhui!"
The tall boy looked a little better and said: "Actually, our club is very strict about admissions. Not just anyone can come in."
He looked at Ye Fan and then at Zi Ling'er, seeming to be considering the relationship between the two.
Zi Ling'er said: "Senior Feng, didn't you promise me?"
"I agreed, but I still need some tests."
Feng Yanhui said and sat on the chair behind.
"Our Taekwondo club has always been very popular among students. Thousands of people sign up every year. The rented stadiums often cannot accommodate it, which also brings a lot of trouble to the operation of the club.
Therefore, this year's recruitment will follow the principle of strict admission and easy admission. Those students with mediocre qualifications and no merit will be strictly screened, and only the elite will remain in the club in the end!
"While speaking, he kept staring at Ye Fan, seeming to be provocative.
Ye Fan was unhappy when he looked at him, "Why are you looking at me?
I don’t plan to participate. Do you think it’s fun to wear a white mourning dress and play kicking games?” Zi Ling’er hurriedly said: “Ye Fan, I think you just look down on Taekwondo! I want to participate anyway, so don’t tell my sister.
, she doesn’t like me doing this kind of exercise.”
"Okay, okay, I won't tell you, I won't tell you. It's just that when you play, you must be careful not to get hurt."
Ye Fan said.
"Well, I know!"
Zi Ling'er became happy and took Mark's arm, looking very intimate.
Feng Yanhui first heard Ye Fan's description of the "kicking game" and flashed a hint of anger. Then when he saw Zi Ling'er's actions, he flashed a hint of jealousy and said.
"Senior, please take back what you said! Taekwondo is not a kicking game. It is not your turn to comment on whether it is fun or not."
Zi Ling'er quickly pulled his sleeves and said: "Senior Feng, Mark doesn't understand Taekwondo, don't be angry."
Feng Yanhui smiled coldly and looked at Ye Fan: "Senior Ye, how tall and weight are you? Do you have any experience in taekwondo training?" "You are 1.82 meters, 120 kilograms. I have never learned taekwondo."
Ye Fan said truthfully: "Why, Ling'er joins your association and still wants to leave my information?"
"That's not necessary. I just want to ask..." Feng Yanhui was suddenly startled: "What? You have one hundred and twenty kilograms?" "Oh, I said it wrong, eighty kilograms."
Ye Fan hurriedly reported a number that ordinary people could accept.
Feng Yanhui was dissatisfied with Ye Fan and said with a straight face: "Senior, you have repeatedly opposed Ling'er learning Taekwondo, and I am not ashamed to say it first.
The training of Taekwondo is very intense, and many people often cry out to quit after only three days of hardship, but those who persist are all masters, which is very important for their future life.
I hope you don’t push Ling’er back, otherwise she will definitely hate you in the future!”
Ye Fan touched his chin, "That's a big hat! She won't learn if she can't learn it well. What's the big deal..." I've seen this kind of tough-looking boy a lot, so there's no need to be angry with him.
"What did you say?
!Hmph, senior, I’m going to give Ling’er face and call you senior. If I don’t give you face, believe it or not, I’ll have you down in three seconds!”
Feng Yanhui shouted in a deep voice.
When Zi Ling'er heard this, she quickly hugged Ye Fan's arm and said, "Senior Feng, what are you doing! Ye Fan didn't stop me from learning, so I won't sign up if you do this!"