Today is already May 14th, and there is less than one day left before the martial arts competition. When get out of class was over in the morning, Haolong took Xia Heting to Xia He's house as usual. The old man was already ready to go.
"Old man, what are you doing today?" Haolong asked, looking at Mr. Xiahe's gorgeous Tang suit.
Mr. Xia He chuckled, "Tomorrow is the martial arts competition. As usual, I have to go check out the venue this afternoon, so you have to ask for leave this afternoon."
"Asking for leave? Okay" Haolong took out his mobile phone and dialed Principal Xu's number, said a few words hastily, thinking, after the martial arts competition is over, I will also be a rich man. If Mr. Xiahe knows his thoughts,
You'll probably be laughed at
As usual, I practiced some basic movements and then had a meal. The task at Xia He's house was completed.
Mr. Xia He customized a new Tang suit for Haolong. The snow-white Tang suit was embroidered with a lifelike oriental dragon. Haolong liked this Tang suit more and more, and immediately changed it, as if he had a real temperament.
Earth-shaking changes, it’s true that people rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles.
Mr. Xia He looked at Hao Long and nodded, then shook his head. It was not very matching. Hao Long’s head was still messy and there was green stubble on his face. The most discordant thing was that Hao Long was wearing a Tang suit.
Below is a pair of old leather shoes. The matching is very awkward. Mr. Xiahe brought another pair of thousand-leaf soles for Haolong. Don't underestimate these thousand-leaf cloth shoes. The finer handmade thousand-leaf soles can't be bought for four figures.
come down
"Cloth shoes?" Hao Long took them with a smile, put them on his feet and sighed secretly, "Comfortable!" This made him smell like grandma. When he was a child, children in the small mountain village almost always wore cloth shoes, which made Hao Long
Long felt cordial and thought, after the martial arts competition and sports meeting are over, he must go back to see his grandma. In order to improve his image, Hao Long shaved and had his hair cut. This way, he really looked like a master.
"Are you ready?" Mr. Xiahe interrupted Haolong.
"Well, it's okay, let's go" Haolong stood up and responded.
I haven't seen a car in Xiahe's family for a few days. This time Haolong finally saw it. It was not a Lamborghini or Maserati, but a classic car that looked a bit old, and it was convertible.
"Old man, are you sure this car can drive?" Haolong asked uncertainly
"Hehe, of course." After getting into the car, the old man seemed to have changed into a different person. Now he looked like a frivolous boy. "I used this car to get Tingting's grandma, hahaha."
At this time, Xia Hefeng, Xia Hewei, and his cheap apprentice Xia Hemingguanghaolong greeted him immediately when they saw him, "Hi, good apprentice."
Xiahe Mingguang ignored Haolong
"No rules," Haolong waved his hand.
"Sit tight, let's go." Mr. Xiahe started his classic car. The classic car was really a classic car. The sound of the engine was like a grandpa coughing and spitting out black smoke as he ran on the street.
"Haha, how's it going? My skills are pretty good. Come on, look, I've overtaken another person." Mr. Xia He said excitedly.
Haolong felt that he was about to fall asleep. He had indeed passed one person, but it was only one person. Haolong saw an aunt riding a bicycle walking past his eyes and said, "Old man, I think I saw a bicycle rider."
The lady on the bicycle passed us.”
"Huh? It's okay. It's normal. We only compete with those who walk." As he said, a young man running passed by. "Don't look at it. We only compete with those who walk."
"Hehe, it's okay. The old man just likes this car and drives it once or twice a year, so we'll just let him do it," Xia Hewei said in Haolong's ear.
After nodding his head, he understood that it was not easy for the old man. This car had his own dream. Thinking of this, Haolong leaned on his seat and started to enjoy it.
"Tu tu tu tu", the classic car finally arrived at the competition venue with a cough.
"Han's Taekwondo Hall?" Haolong looked at the plaque above and read softly.
"Yes, every year the martial arts competition is held in a martial arts gym. Just like the Olympics, there are also contests. Last year, it was our Xiahe Martial Arts Gym," Xia Hefeng said
Hao Long nodded and followed Mr. Xia He inside. This Taekwondo gym was quite large and somewhat empty. The floor was covered with square carpets about four meters on each side. Hao Long looked at it and saw that there were only four in total.
"There are more martial arts schools this year," the old man said. "Last year there were only ten martial arts schools, but this year there are actually sixteen martial arts schools competing."
The more people there are, the greater the competitiveness will be. Haolong knows this, so he is not too nervous.
"Hey, hey, Mr. Xiahe is here, why didn't you notify him?" A middle-aged man with a Chinese character face and a burly figure walked over.
"Hahaha, Director Han, long time no see." Mr. Xiahe also looked very happy.
Xia Hefeng introduced Hao Long next to him, "This is the owner of the Han Taekwondo Gym, Han Guo Zhong, he is very powerful." Hao Long nodded and could tell.
This is when Haolong saw a familiar figure in the museum. Haolong was not sure and followed the girl in front. Haolong took one step at a time. The girl stopped, and Haolong also stopped.
Suddenly, a back kick hit Haolong's crotch. The hair on Haolong's hair stood up and he immediately blocked it with his hands. He thought to himself, "This girl is too cruel. I don't know who it is but I'm going to kill him!"
"Do you think I don't know you are following me?" The girl turned around, "You...bastard teacher?"
"Pa" Haolong patted her on the head like a conditioned reflex. Yes, this girl is the Taekwondo master Han Tingting. "You must respect your teachers and teach them! What are you doing here?"
"I still want to ask you, my family runs this place, why are you here?" Han Tingting looked at Haolong's dress, "You can't be?"
"That's right, your handsome and invincible teacher is the champion of this martial arts competition!" Hao Long said scornfully. He didn't expect that Han's Taekwondo Gym was actually owned by Han Tingting's family. That Han Guozhong should be
Han Tingting’s father
"Champion?" Han Tingting looked down at Haolong and said, "The champion this time must be my father's."
"Your father is the Korean loyalist" Haolong wanted to make sure
"Well, why, are you scared?" Han Tingting raised her head and looked at Haolong.
Hao Long was indeed afraid. He was afraid that if he and Guo Zhong were to confront each other, if she really hurt her father, the students might cause trouble in class because of this problem. Hao Long had a headache just thinking about it.
"Hey, I'm really scared." After Haolong finished speaking, he ignored Han Tingting and went to find Mr. Xiahe.
Gaga!!! The martial arts competition has begun! Use your flowers as tickets!!!