As soon as the morning class ended, Fang Ping went straight to Guanhu Garden.
Sales Department.
Fang Ping paid the balance, got various documents and keys, and went to the house to check it out. The acceptance was considered complete.
After paying the final payment, Fang Ping only had a little over 410,000 left in deposits and cash.
…
The sales department staff left.
No one was in the way, and Fang Ping felt much more relaxed.
Fang Ping was in a good mood as he walked around the empty room alone.
Within a few days, I bought a big house.
When he thought about Fangyuan's reaction when he found out that he had bought a big house, Fang Ping thought it would definitely be interesting.
However, Fang Ping is not ready to tell his family yet. Even if he did, he would have to wait until the college entrance examination is over.
If I am admitted to the martial arts department, I will have an excuse no matter if I earn money from cooperating with Wang Jinyang or if a big company invests in advance.
Now that the family knows about it, it will inevitably cause worries to the parents.
“Buy some fitness equipment, but not furniture for the time being.
You also need to buy some necessary sofas, tables and chairs, otherwise there will be no place to sit.
By the way, I have to buy a bed, and I might stay here..."
After calculating what he needed to buy, Fang Ping went out without delay.
…
An hour later.
Fang Ping walked out of the largest furniture store in the city.
Everything you need has been ordered and the deposit has been paid, and it will be delivered to your door in the next two days.
He didn't buy any good sofas, tables or chairs, they just worked.
However, the fitness equipment that Fang Ping chose were all above average.
Even if he uses it up, it can still be left for Fangyuan to use, so it’s not a waste.
Sofas, tables and chairs didn't cost much, but the equipment cost a lot.
Doing the math, after all the payments are made, there will probably be only 390,000 left on hand.
…
Back at school, Chen Fan was slightly curious and said, "Fang Ping, why do I feel like you've been so arrogant lately?"
In the past, if Fang Ping didn't go home at noon, he wouldn't go home either.
The two of them usually go to the canteen or eat out together, but they rarely see Fang Ping recently.
"I've been busy lately due to some things."
"Although you have signed up for martial arts, it is difficult to pass the martial arts exam, so don't relax in the cultural class..."
Chen Fan took the trouble to remind him again, and Fang Ping smiled and nodded.
This is something I would say only if I have a relationship with you. For those who are not familiar with me, I wish you didn’t read the book and you would have fewer competitors.
While the two were talking, Yang Jian in the front row turned around and said, "Fang Ping, are we going to exercise together in the evening?"
In the past few days, Fang Ping has been digesting the effect of improving Qi and blood.
I don’t have time, and I don’t feel the need to exercise with them.
But now that I have learned the exercises, I have been unable to perform them while standing or practicing at home these days.
There is nothing over there at the new house, and Fang Ping doesn't want to go there for the time being. It would be a good idea to take this opportunity to see how others are exercising.
After thinking for a while, Fang Ping nodded and said, "Okay, let's get together tonight."
Yang Jian just said casually that Fang Ping didn't go to the previous invitations.
Unexpectedly, Fang Ping agreed to this casually, and Yang Jian was so stunned that he didn't even react.
But soon Yang Jian grinned and said, "Okay, let's go together after school.
Fang Ping, there will be a lot of people there by then, and many of the top students in the school will be training there.
Look at other people’s exercise methods, maybe they will help you.”
"good……"
"..."
The two made an appointment to meet up after school, and without saying anything more, they started waiting for the teacher to start class.
…
Soon, the afternoon class ended.
Some liberal arts students even attend evening self-study, but martial arts students like Fang Ping hardly ever attend.
Wu Zhihao and others knew that Fang Ping was also going to participate in group exercise tonight.
As they walked out, Wu Zhihao smiled and said, "Fang Ping, you haven't been to the gymnasium, right?
Guaranteed to be an eye-opener for you!”
The gymnasium he mentioned was the self-built gymnasium of No. 1 Middle School, specially prepared for martial arts students to polish their bodies.
Not every student can have his or her own gym.
Even if there is, the atmosphere is different.
Wu Zhihao can exercise at home, but he prefers to go to the gym with everyone.
Although there are more people, it is a bit messy, but everyone can compare with each other, so that they have the motivation to exercise.
Exercising by yourself is boring and boring, and many people cannot bear this kind of loneliness.
Fang Ping laughed when he heard this and said, "What an eye-opener? Is it possible that other people can still do tricks when they exercise?"
Before Wu Zhihao could say anything, Zhang Hao chuckled and said, "Fang Ping, you don't understand!
Not all martial arts students are male, there are also many girls.
When exercising, do you still wrap yourself in rice dumplings?
Tsk tsk, you’ll know after you go and see it anyway…”
Before he finished speaking, Zhang Nan, one of the two female martial arts candidates in class (4), said angrily: "Don't be so wretched, you think Fang Ping is just like you!
He always stares at girls and embarrasses our class!"
Zhang Hao didn't care either, and the other party smiled and said, "Do you understand what Zhang Nan said? Let's not stare at the girls in other classes, just stare at her."
"Get out!" Zhang Nan rolled his eyes.
"Don't be so fierce. The more fierce you are, the less I dare to look at you. No one will look at you. You are in big trouble..."
"Zhang Hao, are you looking for a beating?"
"..."
The two of them bickered with each other on a daily basis, and it was no surprise to everyone else.
Wu Zhihao ignored the two of them and said with a smile as he walked: "Don't listen to Zhang Hao's nonsense. Watching girls is one of the perks, but that's not the point.
There are many top students from other classes in the gymnasium, and some of them have their own way of exercising.
We can watch from the sidelines, and if something works, we can also use it.
But we are almost finalized now, Fang Ping, you can take a look and learn systematically."
Fang Ping nodded, and while everyone was chatting, they had already arrived in front of the gymnasium.
The gymnasium is manned and not open to the public.
However, students from No. 1 Middle School, regardless of civil and military subjects, can enter. Of course, there is a fee.
The fee is not expensive, only two yuan a time, and there is no charge based on the length of time.
Fang Ping paid the money, but others didn't. Those who have been coming here for a long time can just apply for a monthly card.
The fee is actually to prevent too many people from rushing in.
Although the fee of two yuan is not high, it is not really for exercising, and it is not a waste of money to watch the excitement.
…
The second floor of the gymnasium.
As soon as Fang Ping entered, he felt a wave of heat coming over him.
There was a roar of people and constant shouting and shouting.
The layout is similar to that of a normal gym, but the people inside are all boys and girls at the moment.
As soon as Wu Zhihao and others arrived, someone immediately shouted: "Zhihao, this way!"
"Zhihao, let's compete!"
"Yang Jian, how much energy and blood do you have?"
"..."
They are all from the same school. There are less than 300 martial arts candidates in No. 1 Middle School, and there are even fewer people who come here often, probably less than 200.
Wu Zhihao's energy level is not low, and he is also one of the best among these people. Many people know him.
Hearing everyone's greetings, Wu Zhihao said with a smile: "There will be no competition today, we will train on our own."
Fang Ping whispered: "Compared to what?"
"It's nothing, everyone just joins in the fun and compares push-ups, pull-ups, and sometimes the strength of the pull..."
Wu Zhihao explained casually and led Fang Ping and others to a less crowded area.
Everyone else had their own plans, and each found free equipment to start auxiliary exercises.
Wu Zhihao found an empty comprehensive training device and guided Fang Ping to exercise.
Although Fang Ping knew how to use it, Old Wu was so warm-hearted that Fang Ping couldn't refuse. While listening to Wu Zhihao's explanation, he looked around.
There were a lot of people on the second floor of the gymnasium, but the place was big enough so it didn't seem crowded.
There are indeed many girls among them, and naturally they don’t wear much when exercising.
But to be honest, Fang Ping had no interest in it and didn't find it very attractive.
If a group of young and beautiful high school students were on the beach, Fang Ping would still look at them a few more times.
But now, everyone is sweating profusely, and the smell of girls' sweat is no better than that of boys, so he won't stick it up.
Wu Zhihao pointed out how to use Fang Ping's equipment and whispered: "The gymnasium has a third floor."
"Um?"
"There are very few people on the third floor, but it is more interesting than the second floor. People who come here for the first time like to go to the third floor."
Wu Zhihao explained in a low voice: "You know, No. 1 Middle School is the best high school in Yangcheng, and Yangcheng is not without warriors.
If the children and grandchildren of warriors go to high school, almost all of them go to No. 1 Middle School.
Although there are not many descendants of these warriors in each session, they are not none.
This year in our class, there are two elders who are warriors.
Including the first and second graders in high school, and the family members of our school who have martial elders, there are a total of 7 people.
These seven people also often come here to exercise.
However, they usually do not exercise on the second floor, but on the third floor.
Fang Ping, are you interested?"
"Can we go too?" Fang Ping was slightly surprised.
"Of course, the school doesn't prohibit it, but we rarely go there.
There are not many equipments on the third floor, and the elders of these guys are warriors, so they can't play with us.
But if you go and have a look, they won't say anything. Generally, people who come here for the first time like to go and see the excitement.
Of course, if you come here often, you won’t bother to go, and it will be boring to watch.”
Fang Ping became interested, stood up and said, "Let's go up and see, are these people high in energy and blood?"
"That's it. It's a little higher than us, but it's only too high."
Wu Zhihao led Fang Ping upstairs and lowered his voice again: "The level of warriors in Yangcheng is not very high, and the conditions are limited.
Who is really powerful and stays in Yangcheng?
Those with high grades will have their children not in No. 1 Middle School, but in Ruiyang No. 1 Middle School, or in big cities."
Fang Ping understood. It was no wonder that few people in No. 1 Middle School had heard of any strong second-generation martial artists.
The elders of the second-generation martial arts students studying in No. 1 Middle School are generally first- and second-grade martial artists, with most being first-grade martial artists.
Moreover, most of them are social warriors. These people have limited cultivation resources, and naturally they cannot provide much for their children.
Even if the Qi and blood are stronger, they are still higher than those of ordinary people.
While they were talking, the two of them had already reached the third floor.
Very spacious and quiet!
This was Fang Ping's first impression, which was completely different from the heat wave downstairs.
There are very few people!
Although there are 7 people in the First Military Second Generation, not everyone will come here, and not everyone will come together every time.
Fang Ping glanced around and saw that there were only 5 people in total on the huge three floors, and there were two others who were obviously here to watch the fun like Fang Ping and others.
There are only three people who are actually cultivating.
Yes, practice!
It's not the "Tempering Method". Low-level warriors don't dare to let their children practice it, but stand still!
Fang Ping, who had already watched the "Sixteen Postures of Zhuang Gong", could tell at a glance that the three people upstairs were standing in the postures.