Wang Xiong stared at the man lying on the ground in a daze. He couldn't believe that Ye Xingchen, a seemingly thin guy, could beat his brothers into this state so quickly. He even forgot about the pain in his palms.
He slowly raised his head and saw Ye Xingchen looking at him with a pair of cold eyes. He couldn't help but feel chilled. Today, he seemed to have knocked down an iron plate, or a big iron plate.
"Pack everything up within ten minutes, otherwise it won't be as simple as a stomachache!" Ye Xingchen ignored Wang Xiong's frightened gaze, snorted coldly, flicked his wrist, and stabbed hard with the knife.
On the desk in front of him, the desk made of sandalwood was thrust in like a tofu by Ye Xingchen. At this time, no one dared to say anything. Several people on the ground quickly got up and turned off the TV.
Turn off the TV, take the broom, mop the floor, and wipe the table. In short, in only seven or eight minutes, the originally smoky dormitory has been restored. Although it is not a fairyland on earth, at least it can still be lived in.
Be a normal person!
"I'm going to take a rest..." Ye Xingchen looked at these stupid guys, jumped on his bed, pulled up the quilt and fell asleep.
Wang Xiong and others looked at each other, not daring to say anything, and carefully exited the room one by one, closing the dormitory door like slaves.
"Brother Daxiong, are your hands okay?" Just after going out, a thin man wearing a pair of glasses looked at Wang Xiong's bleeding palm and asked with concern.
"Damn, try cutting it like this and see if it's okay? Let's go to the infirmary first!" Wang Xiong cursed, but he almost fainted from the pain. If he hadn't been shocked by Ye Xingchen's violent methods,
He had already run to the infirmary.
"But Brother Daxiong, can we just forget it?" The man wearing glasses realized that he had not spoken just now and said again.
"Forget it? So many of us were bullied by him alone, how can we swallow this breath? But this kid must have learned martial arts, and we were really no match for him for a while, but I have an old classmate who was in Taekwondo. At that time
When I was a freshman in high school, no one in our grade was his opponent. After these few days of military training, I asked him to deal with this kid. Ouch, it hurts!" Wang Xiong and others walked towards the infirmary.
While discussing how to deal with Ye Xingchen.
Ye Xingchen ignored these people's thoughts at all and lay quietly on the bed, thinking about the Xingyao Society. Today's Xingyao Society is developing well in all aspects, and it can be said that its power is becoming more and more powerful.
The bigger the city is, the more talents are needed. Nowadays, there are many people who can fight in Xingyao, but there are very few professionals in other fields. Should you carefully search for one when you come to university?
Fan? I just don’t know what happened to Ouyang Jun and the others?
After a vague sleep, he got up and had lunch in the cafeteria. Following the instructions of the Academic Affairs Office, he put on the camouflage uniforms that had been prepared. Ye Xingchen walked towards the field. Military training, this familiar yet unfamiliar
The words appeared in his mind, and he looked at his camouflage uniform, and he couldn't help but think of his days in the mercenary group...
The sun hangs high in the sky, and the occasional breeze blows, but it is difficult to blow away the hot weather. Jinghai University has a total of three sports fields. When Ye Xingchen came to the third sports field, he saw that there were already people on the field.
The station was full of people, many of them put on the camouflage uniforms issued by the school, but there were also some rebellious boys and girls wearing their own clothes, especially some coquettishly dressed girls, wearing low-slung tank tops that only covered their lower parts.
The miniskirts on their hips were surrounded by the shade of the trees, showing off their alluring bodies. Of course, there were also some flies who always liked to flatter themselves, hoping to win the favor of these women.
University, is this what today's college students are? Have they fallen to this point? When you first enter college, you are so particular about your clothes, but what happens once you go out into society?
Ye Xingchen murmured a sigh in his heart again. He looked at the time and saw that it was almost two o'clock. He raised his legs and walked towards the center of the field. According to the notice from the Academic Affairs Office, this afternoon was just a call of names and arrangements for the week.
It's just a training task.
The Chinese Department is not the largest department at Jinghai University, but there are more than 300 freshmen alone. In addition to several other departments, there are at least 500 or 600 people surrounding the auditorium, more than ten wearing camouflage.
The instructor in uniform walked out from the side of the field. Judging from the pace of their walking, Ye Xingchen knew that these people were definitely not ordinary soldiers, but must be elites from the special forces.
Hehe, I really didn’t expect that Jinghai City would come up with this trick. They actually invited the elite of the special forces to train these self-righteous guys. I don’t know what trouble they will cause.
The whistle sounded, and five to six hundred people quickly gathered on the field. Because they didn't know their respective departments and classes, a crowd of people stood together in darkness, and it was extremely chaotic. Many girls even brought parasols, and that was it.
When the fight started, several girls gathered together and started chattering, ignoring the seriousness on the instructor's face.
Looking at these women who consider themselves beautiful, Ye Xingchen sneered at the corner of his mouth. What's the point of such people living in the world? What else can they do besides relying on the rich?
There were also some arrogant boys who ignored the whistle and walked slowly to the center of the field, as if waiting for everyone to carry him in an eight-person sedan.
Seeing such a group of college students, the twelve instructors' faces were dark, as if they were enduring great anger, but they did not say a word and allowed these young masters and ladies to walk up slowly.
When everyone was about to arrive, one of the instructors, who had dark skin and a serious face, shouted: "Stand at attention!"
It was full of energy, and the roar was so breathtaking that it even shocked the ears of the group of students in front of them. Their faces changed slightly, and they stood up straight involuntarily. However, there were still some people who didn't care about the instructor's words, what he said, or how he painted their nails.
Nails, wear sunscreen, wear sunscreen.
"Take a break..." The instructor didn't care and shouted the command again. A large number of people followed the instructor's words. Ye Xingchen naturally didn't talk nonsense. He was still full of admiration for these real elites.