In the office full of joy, 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 the Kwannan Academy Martial Arts Club!"
Lin Hua had a best friend who was studying at Guannan College, and would tell her some relevant information from time to time. At this time, she was thinking and organizing her words: "Gu Yue is a senior, and he is still in the ninth grade of vocational school. He is a relatively powerful one.
Now, Fei Sanli is said to be close to the level of Vocational 9, but he has not yet participated in the finalization competition. No one knows whether he can succeed. Ji Lan got the certificate of Professional 1 in June, and the highest level of new team members is Professional 2.
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Hearing the current situation of Guannan College, Li Mao, Sun Jian and others were stunned, as if they were in a dream.
A year has passed, Ji Lan has improved by one level, Fei Sanli has advanced half a step, and although Gu Yue has become stronger, he still cannot touch the threshold of the alchemy realm. This is the change of the normal university martial arts club, and on his side, from a
Nine professions, one profession, several professions, two professions, and three professions have become a double elixir realm with nine professions and several professions, one profession and two professions. It is simply not like reality. A fish leaping through the dragon gate and reaching the sky is nothing more than this!
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Inside the Kwannan Academy Martial Arts Club.
As soon as Ji Lan saw the lottery results, she blurted out, full of fear and frustration:
"Is it such a coincidence?"
We actually drew last year’s opponent Songda!
"Fuck!" Guyue's muscles bulged, he shook his clothes, grabbed the cup on the table, and threw it to the ground.
Amidst the crackling sound, several new 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 said with a wry smile:
"That's it for this year. I'd better participate in the Vocational 9 Finals Competition next week. I can't waste time. Let's break up. Let's break up."
He waved and walked out of the office, leaving behind the reserved newcomer and Ji Lan who clenched her teeth.
"Jilan, think about the strength of Songda's substitutes. They will definitely not let Lou Cheng and Lin Que play against us." Coach Gu Zhen touched his gray hair and sighed.
Ji Lan calmed down, took out her phone, opened the notepad, and read in a feeble voice:
"Li Mao, first-class amateur; Sun Jian, first-class amateur; Yan Zheke, second-class amateur, but did not participate in the amateur qualifying competition in September; Lin Hua, second-class amateur; Cai Zongming, second-class amateur; He Zi, amateur
Second grade; Wang Dali, second amateur grade; Jin Lu, second amateur grade; Guo Qing, third amateur grade; Mu Jinnian, third amateur grade..."
After reading it, she silently added in her mind:
As for the main force, the eighth-level professional who is at the seventh-level level is Lin Que who is higher than the normal eighth-level Dan level. This is the configuration of the top four in the finals!
How to fight this?
Friendship first, competition second?
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The autumn air is crisp and the night breeze is crisp.
Lou Cheng and Yan Zheke were walking hand in hand by the lake. They were in a good mood because of the lottery results just now. While recalling the past events of last year, they were looking forward to the future and sketching out their dreams.
The breeze was blowing on his face and the water was calm. After talking about this matter, Lou Cheng was about to take a step when he suddenly felt his sleeve being pulled weakly by the girl.
"What's wrong?" he asked, tilting his head amusingly.
Keke like this is rare.
Yan Zheke was wearing Lou Cheng's coat, her glossy black hair fell to her vest, and her face was clean and petite. Her eyelashes trembled a few times, and she pursed her lips timidly and said, "Chengzi, I want to discuss something with you."
"What's going on?" Lou Cheng was confused.
"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 hopes at first. I just wanted to practice and accumulate some practical experience for the regional competition, but now the martial arts
The meeting is a week ahead of schedule, and I'm afraid I won't have time to recover, so I can't put the cart before the horse."
According to my original temperament and style of doing things, I should have communicated this matter with Chengzi rationally and calmly, but for some reason, when the words came to my mouth, I felt inexplicably guilty and guilty.
Throw the table! I feel so guilty and so guilty!
When he heard about the schedule adjustment, Lou Cheng had a premonition about this. He was not surprised by this and agreed with a smile:
"That's right. The vocational ninth competition lasts for two weeks and four days, with three high-level battles every day. It's too intense. You don't have abnormal physical strength like me. You won't be able to recover in a week."
Having said that, I still feel a little disappointed and regretful. It has been two months since I returned to Songcheng, and I still don’t have the space to get along with Keke privately. I can’t participate in the Vocational 9 Finals Competition, so I can’t open a house openly, cough...
Thinking of this, in order to show that he had no grudges, Lou Cheng added another sentence and said with a chuckle:
"Anyway, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future."
Yan Zheke turned around and spat angrily and amusedly, then waved his hand and hit him:
"What are you talking about!"
"I said there are plenty of opportunities in the Vocational 9 Finals Competition..." Lou Cheng chuckled.
Before he finished speaking, Yan Zheke suddenly stood up on tiptoes, closed her eyes, kissed the corner of his lips, and said in a deliberately delicate voice:
"My dear, you are so kind~"
Her cheeks were dizzy, and after the kiss, she turned around and ran away, waving her hands and letting out clear laughter all the way.
Lou Cheng was stunned for two or three seconds, then subconsciously touched the corner of his lips, then a smile appeared, and he strode after him.
Only at this time, after experiencing a lot of things and becoming more and more calm and mature, can I see the nineteen-year-old boy in my heart.
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Yan Zheke returned to the dormitory with brisk steps and opened the door. In order to avoid being teased by Li Liantong, Yan Zheke preemptively asked: "Zui Tong, you are still endorsing it so late?"
Li Liantong screamed: "I don't want to either!"
"It's my sophomore year, and there are more and more professional courses, and they're getting more and more difficult. Damn it, that long list of Latin-translated words is so hard to memorize!"
Yan Zheke felt the same and pursed his lips and said: "We are too! Just attending lectures is not enough. We used to go out once a week, but now it takes two or three weeks to have free time."
Of course, this means staying in the top five percent. If you just want to graduate and get a diploma, then as long as you listen to the lectures carefully and review carefully before the exam, you can spend whatever time you want.
But in this way, most of the dates with Cheng Zi are in the study room and library, hey...
"You only go out once every two or three weeks? How can your Chengzi bear it?" Li Liantong turned around in surprise and started driving out of habit.
"Why can't you bear it? We meet every day!" Yan Zheke pretended not to understand.
Li Liantong clicked his tongue and said: "You have been in love for almost nine months, isn't there any progress? I don't believe that your Chengzi is a monk, and as a man, once you have a breakthrough, you can eat the marrow and know the taste, and you are young and vigorous.
, must be very eager and enthusiastic..."
Before she finished speaking, Yan Zheke picked up the decorative phone and said angrily:
"Hey, Yao Yao Ling? There is a female gangster here!"
The conversation between the two made Shi Xiangyang and Zong Yanru want to laugh. The latter had the best relationship with Yan Zheke and hurriedly said something to change the topic: "Zutong, I feel what you said is wrong. What happened to the monk? I remember Water Margin
Is it written in some book? One character is called Monk, two characters are called Monk, three characters are called Ghost Music Officer, and four characters are called Hungry Ghost in Sex."
Li Liantong nodded immediately: "Yes, yes, there are many monk-themed ones!"
The firepower was transferred, and Yan Zheke breathed a sigh of relief. While listening to their nonsense, he took out his mobile phone, replied to Lou Cheng's message, and browsed the forum to see everyone's comments on the result of the lottery.
In Lou Cheng's fan forum, "The Long Night Is Coming" Yan Xiaoling pinned her own post, titled "The Martial Arts Club's draw reaction live broadcast!"
She wrote on the main building: "I'm crying. Because there was a filming, I was scared and I didn't dare to go. No, cross it out. Because I am not a member of the special training, I couldn't enter the office, but I have an undercover agent. Please come forward.
Reporter Box-classmate, no, the cat reporters in front of us, ‘Many Little Gao’, sent us reports~”
On the second floor, "Many Little Gao" posted:
"...When we were drawn to Guannan Academy, Lou Cheng looked at Senior Sister Yan for the 28th time tonight, and Senior Sister Yan also looked back at him for the 28th time."
Where is that? Yan Zheke opened his mouth innocently, looked up, recalled what happened at night, and counted them carefully.
Liar! It’s obviously only nineteen times!
She moved her gaze downwards and continued to look at the "report": "...Lin Que closed his eyes, put his hands in his pockets, expressionless as always; Jin Jin kept peeking at him, kept looking, kept looking; President Cai Zongming
He happily chatted with Senior Brother Li Mao, making him want to cover his ears several times; Reporter Shu was like a shark smelling blood, his eyes moved 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 and poured the small pot over. He kept shaking and shaking, but he didn’t shake out an extra drop. He was out of the situation..."
Looking at the descriptions of these bystanders, Yan Zheke's smile never faded, and her heart was filled with a warm feeling.
This is our martial arts club, our...
"What about you, this cat reporter? The Unparalleled Dragon King" asked curiously.
"Many Little Gao" replied: "Meow meow meow?"
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In the busy and fulfilling days, the University Martial Arts Club was getting closer and closer, and finally, that Saturday came.
Mu Jinnian and Yan Xiaoling, who failed to make the substitute list, came to the venue together and saw that the place was crowded with many students.
"I'm so excited, it's home court!" Yan Xiaoling took advantage of her short size and jumped up and down in the stands before finding her seat.
Mu Jinnian was wearing a Song Da martial arts uniform and carrying a backpack. After sitting firmly, he took out a banner with the word "Lin Que" written on it and a small horn inflatable hammer and other cheering tools.
"Ah... Jinjin, have you prepared these?" Yan Xiaoling asked dumbly.
"Shouldn't we be prepared?" Mu Jinnian looked at her doubtfully, "You are not prepared? Aren't you a professional fan?"
"I, I'm so excited... By the way, I have to help the lady!" Yan Xiaoling was so ashamed that she ran away from her seat.
Fanfan, Dragon King, Toshiokamoto, Bull Demon King, Tianzhen, Qiqi... I have embarrassed 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, leaning against the wall, closing their eyes and relaxing, waiting to appear.
He vaguely heard the cheers and shouts outside, and couldn't help but recall the situation at the last home game.
That time, we lost to Wensheng Sect and Zhou Zhengquan, but everyone was not disappointed. Instead, they shouted the slogan "Come again next time" in unison.
As his mind turned, he noticed that the shouts outside were becoming more and more uniform and louder.
What are they shouting? Lou Cheng tilted his ears curiously and focused his hearing.
The sound suddenly became clear, and the roar of the mountains and the tsunami took shape:
"Here we come!"
"Here we come!"
Come again next time...are we here? Lou Cheng suddenly understood what the students meant. This is a continuation of the last cheer! This is an answer to the past!
His eyes suddenly warmed up and he clenched his fists.