After resting at home for two days, Fang Ping felt particularly relaxed.
Fang Ping was relaxed, but Fangyuan was very busy.
Sometimes, Fang Ping wonders, who is the boss of the company, him or Fangyuan?
Fangyuan’s phone has never been disconnected!
"Sister Yuanyuan, we're here for a meeting!"
"Sister Yuanyuan, help me read the planning document. I'm going to set up a street stall during the Chinese New Year..."
"Sister Yuanyuan..."
As a big sister, Fang Yuan is quite busy!
As soon as the call was disconnected, another call came in.
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Lying on the sofa, watching TV and watching Fang Yuan busy, Fang Ping began to doubt his life.
"Fang Yuan, is your business too much?"
Fangyuan was busy answering the phone and had no time to chat with his elder brother. He casually pressed his hand, as if he was busy.
"Yo ho!"
Fang Ping was happy, this girl can do it!
When she hung up the phone, Fang Ping was about to act like a big brother and teach her a lesson, but the phone rang again. The people from Yuanping Club wished her a happy New Year in advance. Happy New Year!
Fang Ping had the urge to vomit blood, yes, today is the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month, a small year here in Yangcheng.
But there were people in the surrounding area paying New Year greetings, but none of them came to me!
After picking up the phone and looking at it for a while, Fang Ping thought about it and called Fangyuan. During the call, it was obvious that his phone was not in arrears.
But when he thought that there were people in the surrounding area paying New Year greetings but none of them, Fang Ping felt helpless. He couldn't live this day.
In desperation, Fang Ping had no choice but to send several New Year greeting messages to his mentor, Lao Wang, Tan Zhenping...
After sending several text messages, Fang Ping finally received a reply.
The person who replied to him was Tan Zhenping, "Watch Nanjiang News."
"Watching the news?"
Fang Ping was slightly confused, but turned to Nanjiang Satellite TV.
"Governor Zhang recently inspected various counties and cities and issued instructions to each county and city..."
In the news, the anchor, who was quite eye-catching, was talking about Governor Zhang's inspection.
In these days, Governor Zhang began to lead a team to inspect Nanjiang Province. He visited various counties and cities, and it seemed that he had also been here in Yangcheng. Fang Ping was not at home before.
According to the news, Governor Zhang is not very satisfied with the martial arts environment in Nanjiang.
Some instructions were given.
The most important point is for each county and city to establish local combat warrior teams.
According to Fang Ping's understanding, it is a militia warrior team.
In prefecture-level cities, a warrior team with no less than 30 members should be established.
County-level institutions should establish a warrior team of no less than 5 people.
Since 2009, various counties and cities have regularly held martial arts exchange competitions, allocated funds for education, and allocated funds for infrastructure...
Various financial subsidies will be linked to the results of the exchange competition in the future.
Local officials will also add an assessment, the performance of the local warrior team.
"Is this... going to really bring actual warriors to the forefront?"
After watching the news for a while, Fang Ping frowned slightly. Is this the reform of Nanjiang, or the whole country?
If it's Nanjiang, it should be related to Governor Zhang.
But if it is the whole country, it means that the situation in the cave is really not good, and we have to select actual warriors from the people in advance to supplement the personnel consumption.
The local area was forced to form a warrior team. You must know that there are not too many warriors in the local area.
Take Yangcheng, there are twenty or thirty warriors.
Half of them are in the government and half are in business. How many warriors will join the team?
But now, superiors are enforcing it, and it is even related to local financial allocations.
No matter how much you resist, you will have to form a warrior team.
County-level institutions are okay, with a minimum standard of 5 people, while prefecture-level cities require a minimum of 30 people.
Nanjiang Province alone has hundreds of counties and more than a dozen prefecture-level cities.
Putting this together, Nanjiang might be able to gain thousands of warriors in one fell swoop.
Seeing this, Fang Ping dialed Tan Zhenping's phone number.
As soon as the phone call came through, Tan Zhenping asked: "Have you read the news?"
"Well, I saw it, Uncle Tan, let me see this..."
"Yangcheng must also establish this warrior team before the beginning of the new year.
How many warriors are there in Keyang City?
And most of them are just like me, they are all social warriors. Even if they join, they will obviously live there waiting to die.
In fact, this document has been released before, and it has also been discussed here in Yangcheng.
There are really few warriors in Yangcheng, and most of them are old. What Yangcheng wants is to see if they can recruit some warriors from outside to join the team.
Fang Ping, are you interested?"
"I?"
Fang Ping suddenly laughed and said: "Uncle Tan, I still have to go to school..."
"It won't take you too long. When there is an exchange competition, you can just come back and represent Yangcheng.
They are all the same brother counties and cities, and their strength is average..."
"Uncle Tan, this may not work. The school is actually very nervous and there is not enough time...
Here in Yangcheng, it’s not like we can’t even gather 5 warriors, right?”
"The key is... there is no one who can fight..."
Tan Zhenping said the truth, feeling a little helpless.
In the huge Yangcheng, there really are no warriors that can be defeated until now.
It can be seen from the Detective Bureau that the opponent is facing second-grade Huang Bin and immediately seeks help from Wuhan University.
A county-level city cannot even deal with a second-grade warrior, which shows how miserable it is.
"Not a single actual warrior?"
Fang Ping was a little surprised, and Tan Zhenping said sarcastically: "It's not that there aren't any... it's just... it took too long to put down the tactics, and in such a hurry..."
"This...this is too lax!"
Fang Ping found it a bit unbelievable. No wonder Governor Zhang forced the local government to set up a team!
Are they still warriors?
After all, there are twenty or thirty warriors in Yangcheng, but now they can't even form a team of five.
Tan Zhenping is a little embarrassed. This is the responsibility of the Education Bureau and Detective Bureau, including the city government.
The peace has been peaceful for a long time, and the warriors have really become lax.
In the past, we only looked at the grade and nothing else, and people didn’t care too much about it.
But now it's no longer possible. Not only do we have to set up a team, but we also have to re-define the products. This forces them, Qi-blood warriors, to learn how to fight.
Fortunately, the above gave time and did not require immediate execution.
But Tan Zhenping could see that in the future, actual combat warriors might be in charge.
Although it is similar now, Qi and blood warriors also occupy a large number of high positions. I am afraid that this situation will undergo major changes in the future.
After pondering for a moment, Tan Zhenping suddenly said: "Fang Ping, do you think there is hope for Yangcheng to invite Wang Jinyang back to teach the team's tactics?"
"He..." Fang Ping thought for a while and said: "There is little hope. He has already entered the fourth level. It is almost impossible."
"What about you?"
"What?"
"You are also a first-level peak martial artist, and you will soon be a second-level warrior. In terms of combat skills, you are also very good at practicing. You are also a student of Mowu. You also impressed people in this exchange competition... I think there is no problem for you to serve as a combat skills instructor.
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Fang Ping, do you want to think about it?"
This is Tan Zhenping’s true purpose.
As for Wang Jinyang, it’s a joke. A fourth-grade warrior comes back to teach a group of pure Qi-blood warriors, and they are all first- and second-grade warriors. How could Wang Jinyang agree?
More importantly, how much price does Yangcheng have to pay for agreeing?
Now it seems that Fang Ping is quite suitable.
Fang Ping is currently only at the peak of the first level, but he can provide guidance on tactics and does not need to be too strong. The teams that Yangcheng has assembled are mostly those from the first and second levels, but probably none at the second level.
For such a team, it is enough to ask a talented person from the magic and martial arts to give guidance!
The price is probably not too high.
"Uncle Tan, you overestimate me. I am a combat instructor? Are you kidding me?"
Fang Ping immediately refused, what a joke, who has time to waste here.
What price can Yangcheng give?
One million is an overestimation!
Fang Ping was almost stupid for wasting a lot of time here for such a small amount of money.
Fang Ping didn't care about this either. What he was thinking about now was whether the situation was so bad that such a private warrior team had to be formed.
Hearing Fang Ping's refusal, Tan Zhenping felt a little helpless, and finally said: "After the New Year, Yangcheng wants to hold a gathering of Yangcheng warriors. Fang Ping, are you interested in coming and taking a look?"
"A gathering of Yangcheng warriors?"
"What the city wants to do is to set up a Yangcheng Warriors Mutual Aid Association to see what everyone has to say.
Life in Yangcheng has not been easy recently, and I hope that the warriors who go out to Yangcheng can contribute to their hometown."
It was inappropriate to reject the first thing and then reject it again.
Fang Ping thought for a while and said: "If I don't go back to school at that time, then I will go there."
"Okay, I'll let you know when the time comes."
"..."
After hanging up the phone, Fang Ping was still deep in thought. Fang Yuan came over at some point and asked curiously: "What team? It seems they want you to be an instructor?"
"eventful!"
Fang Ping rolled his eyes at her. Do you understand that curiosity kills cats?
However, this matter is not a secret, Fang Ping said casually: "In the future, each county and city in Nanjiang will set up a warrior team, and there may be some martial arts competitions.
Also, be honest with me, life is not peaceful now, so don’t let me run around outside."
"There's also a martial arts competition going on in Nanjiang?"
Fangyuan said strangely: "Fang Ping, it seems like you have to compete in martial arts recently. Why?"
"If warriors don't compete in martial arts, how can they keep fit?"
Fang Ping snorted, the Qi and Blood Warrior is really gaining weight now!
Since the government has given these people special treatment, it is impossible to let them go at this time.
At Wuhan University, in the military headquarters, and in many places, everyone follows one point: contribution = reward!
Now these Qi and blood warriors are just getting benefits, but they haven't paid anything.
Not surprisingly, in a few years, the living space of Qi and Blood warriors will be further compressed, and this trend is already obvious.
I just don’t know if these Qi and blood warriors are aware of it.
Presumably, there should be some. Tan Zhenping has seemed a little worried recently, maybe because he knows that his stable days are coming to an end.
"I hope there won't be any trouble..."
Fang Ping whispered in a low voice, now that the government is forcing these Qi-blood warriors to change, it may cause some chaos, it is best not to cause too much trouble, and not to spread too much.
As he was thinking about something in his mind, Fang Ping suddenly looked at Fangyuan, frowned slightly and said, "Has your Zhuang Gong entered the stable state?"
"In!"
Fangyuan nodded quickly and said with a proud look on his face: "You didn't ask before, but I thought you saw it. I entered the Standing Realm before I went to the Demon City!"
"You spent more than half a year, how dare you be so proud?"
Fang Ping rolled his eyes at her, thought for a moment and said, "Having some ability to protect yourself is better than being unable to restrain a chicken.
Although I don’t really want you to enter the martial arts circle, if you can join this circle, it may not be so obvious.”
Fang Yuan didn't understand the meaning of his words, and looked at Fang Ping with confusion.
Fang Ping smiled and pulled her cheek, and said with a smile: "Even if I ask you to practice martial arts well, you can also practice the "Tempering Method". In this way, tomorrow I will ask Liu Ruoqi to teach you and practice well.
Until now, my energy and blood have only been so low..."
Fangyuan said aggrievedly: "My energy level is very high. A few days ago, my dad took me to the Education Bureau to check it out. I found it was 120 calories!"
A junior high school student has a blood level of 120 calories, which is indeed very high.
Fang Ping was dissatisfied and said: "Don't compare with others!
You have to know that many people are already warriors by the time they take the college entrance examination, and they are still warriors who have tempered their bones twice.
The minimum requirement for secondary bone tempering is 180 calories, and you are only three years away from the college entrance examination.
In three years, according to your progress, can you have 180 calories of energy and blood?
What's more, they not only have 180 calories of energy and blood, some of them have tempered dozens of bones!"
When Fu Changding and others came to the school, not only were they warriors, but their tempered bones had also reached 31 pieces.
This was all done in high school!
As far as Fangyuan's progress is concerned, it really may not be possible to reach that point during the college entrance examination.
Too slow!
There are still more than three years to go. Who knows what will happen in three years.
Fang Ping's progress is not slow, but he won't stay at home all the time. If something goes wrong, he won't be able to save it in time.
Fangyuan puffed up her mouth and said a little disappointed: "Isn't it amazing? I thought I was very powerful. I used to take the college entrance examination and Wuhan University, and I only had so much energy and blood..."
"That was before, not to mention, these were ordinary people's homes.
Your brother and I are also a second-grade warrior now, so don’t embarrass me, understand?"
"Oh...second grade?"
Fangyuan was a little belated, and Fang Ping said calmly: "Second grade, is there a problem?"
"You didn't...you made a breakthrough?" Fang Yuan's mouth opened wide in shock.
Fang Ping is actually at the second level!
"Now do you know what a genius is? Your brother and I would have broken through to the second level a long time ago. If it weren't for the martial arts exchange competition, I would have broken through in December.
Think about it, going from an ordinary person to the second level in 8 months, what a genius!
And you?
It has been more than 6 months since you started standing, and you have 120 calories of energy and blood!
When you go out from now on, don’t say that you are my sister Fang Ping, you can’t afford to disgrace that person..."
Fangyuan feels wronged again, am I that embarrassed?
But...but Fang Ping seems to be really a genius!
After feeling aggrieved for a moment, Fangyuan suddenly beamed with joy and said, "Brother, you are actually a second-grade warrior. If my classmates find out..."
"Don't go out and say it, just know it yourself and be low-key."
Fang Ping gave his sister a lesson and finally called Liu Ruoqi and asked her for help and guidance.
Liu Ruoqi agreed happily, and was envious at the same time. Fang Ping actually had the resources to support his sister's cultivation. There is really no comparison between people.
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And just when Fang Ping started planning for Fangyuan, the news about the establishment of warrior teams in various places gradually spread.
In addition to Nanjiang, many provinces have also chosen the same policy.
When Fang Ping saw the news, his heart tightened slightly. It seemed that the situation had really worsened.