The chairman glanced at the more than ten coaches and said, "Which of you is going to challenge Ximen Yu? Let this student Song see with his own eyes how powerful our Taekwondo is!"
A coach in red clothes stood up and said: "Chairman, let me go!"
"Okay, tomorrow you ask your disciples to give the challenge letter to Ximen Yu!"
"Yes, Chairman!"
"Student Song, can you think about your withdrawal from the club? After the challenge is over, if you feel that our Taekwondo is not strong enough, then it will not be too late to withdraw from the club!" the chairman asked Song Zihao and the two.
"Okay!" Song Zihao nodded.
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"Miss, haven't you had breakfast? Why did you bring breakfast to school?" Tang Xianer's driver asked.
At this moment, it was 7:30 in the morning. Tang Xianer was taking her own private car and heading to school. The driver saw the breakfast she brought to Ximen Yu.
"I like it, I'm happy!" Tang Xian'er said in a child-like manner, her face turned red, and she didn't dare to let the driver know that she was bringing breakfast to a boy, otherwise the driver would definitely go home and tell her mother! Her mother and
Her aunt's group of people are the most meddlesome and snobby people. If they found out about Ximen Yu, they would definitely educate them endlessly!
Tang Xianer put breakfast into her schoolbag.
At this moment, Xiaomi was sitting on the bus and had arrived at Donghai No. 1 Middle School. She bought six buns at the place selling buns at the school gate, plus a bottle of breakfast milk, then put them in her schoolbag and walked to class.
And Ximenyu is studying hard in the corner of the playground!
Similarly, at six o'clock this morning, the monitor couldn't wait to crawl out of bed and ran to the bathroom to look in the mirror.
Look at how her face is doing. She took Ximenyu's chicken juice again yesterday.
"Hehehehe!" The squad leader saw that his face was better than yesterday. He smiled happily and said to himself: "It seems that my guess is correct. Ximenyu's chicken juice can really beautify. Yeah
, I’ll eat with Ximen Yu today!”
During dinner in the morning, the monitor's mother looked at the monitor several times.
"Mom, why are you looking at me?" the monitor asked doubtfully.
"Hongyan, how do you feel? The acne on your face has become much darker in the past two days?" Yang Hongyan's mother asked.
The class monitor was so surprised that even my mother noticed it!
"Hongyan, tell mom, what ointment did you use? I have to check to see if there are any hormones or anything like that, and whether there will be any sequelae!"
"Mom, I didn't use any ointment!"
"Then why is your face starting to get better? It's impossible. You must have used some ointment secretly! Tell me quickly! Mom is afraid that you will use some medicine indiscriminately and damage your body!"
"Mom, why do you care so much?"
How dare the squad leader's mother find out that she ate a man's chicken juice? If her parents knew that her daughter's face started to get better because of the chicken juice, they would probably beat her to death!
The squad leader shuddered, his parents couldn't know about it, and he couldn't be beaten to death by his parents either.
No matter how the monitor's mother asked, the monitor wouldn't say anything.
"Mom! I'm going to school!" The monitor picked up his schoolbag and ran away!
When there are still fifteen minutes left before class starts,
Ximenyu returned to class.
Seeing Ximenyu come back, Tang Xianer immediately opened the drawer and prepared to take out breakfast for Ximenyu.
"Ximen Yu, you are back from studying, eat quickly! I bought you breakfast!"
"Uh!" Tang Xian'er stopped in her hand and hurriedly stuffed half of the breakfast she had taken out back into her schoolbag! She felt very embarrassed: "Oh my gosh, Xiaomi also bought breakfast for Ximen Yu!"
"Xiaomi, why did you buy me breakfast again?"
"You haven't had breakfast. Why are you so polite? Eat it!" Ximen Yu seemed so kind that he couldn't refuse. He didn't know that Xian'er had also brought him breakfast in her schoolbag, but the millet had already been taken out. Xian'er didn't care.
I don't dare to take it out again. It's too embarrassing.
Tang Xianer looked at Ximen Yu with grievances in her eyes. She couldn't give him the breakfast she had carefully brought.
"Xian'er, have you eaten? How about another bun?" Ximen Yu saw Xian'er looking at her and took out a bun.
"I've eaten it at home!, Eat slowly!, Don't choke!"
Ximenyu said to Xiaomi: "Xiaomi, how much does this cost? I can't eat your food for free every day!"
"It doesn't cost much, why are you embarrassed? Don't ask for money again in the future, it will hurt your feelings!"
"Why are you so embarrassed to call me this? I am a grown man and I will eat from you!"
"Eat your head, it's just breakfast. Maybe I'll ask you for help in the future, so don't be polite. I'll bring breakfast for you from now on!"
"ah!"
Xiaomi looked at Xian'er and asked: "Xian'er, what do you think? He is so diligent in studying, so I can buy him breakfast. It should be okay!"
Tang Xianer glanced at her schoolbag, and the bulging place was the milk she had brought.
"Okay! What's the point, classmates help each other!" Xian'er said aggrievedly, she really wanted, from now on, Ximenyu would only eat the breakfast she brought, woo hoo, how can I have the nerve to compete with Xiaomi now!
If they were seen by their classmates, both of them would be extremely embarrassed if they brought breakfast to Ximen Yu!
"That's right! Ximenyu, then stop being so polite!"
"Oh!, thank you!" Since Xian'er said it was nothing, Ximen Yu didn't refuse. However, when Xian'er saw that Ximen Yu didn't object, he stamped his foot fiercely and looked at Ximen Yu with a pout.
Just turned around.
Ximenyu didn't notice the grievance in Tang Xianer's eyes at all, and happily ate Xiaomi's steamed buns and milk.
The class started. Song Zihao had been waiting all morning and thought to himself: "It's strange. Didn't you say that the coach of Hantai Taekwondo is going to challenge Ximen Yu? Why is there no movement? You haven't come yet?"
Song Zihao kept waiting, and finally, during the fourth period in the morning, he arrived.
A middle-aged man in a Taekwondo uniform, about thirty years old, walked into the class. It happened that the last class was Teacher Qin's class.
"Hello, who are you looking for?" Qin Bing looked at this man wearing a Taekwondo uniform with confusion. What does this lunatic want to show? He is not in a training hall, so what kind of uniforms are he wearing? To show off that he practices Taekwondo.
?.
"Hello, teacher!" the man said in very awkward Chinese.
Song Zihao recognized that this person was Korean and the direct disciple of the coach who issued the challenge to Ximen Yu!
"If anything happens, tell me quickly, I'm in class!" Qin Bing said angrily.