Martial Arts Master Chapter 87: Here we are
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In a jubilant office, Guo Qing knocked on the table and yelled with an open eyebrow, "Sister Lin, Sister Lin, tell us about the current situation of Guannan College Martial Arts Club!"
Lin Hua has a girlfriend who is studying at Guannan College, and she will tell her something about it from time to time. At this time, she thought and organized a language to say: "Guyue is a senior in senior year, but it is still a ninth job, which is relatively powerful. Fei Sanli is said to be close to the ninth level, but he hasn’t participated in the pre-qualified competition. No one knows if he can succeed. Ji Lan got the first certificate in June, and the new team members are the highest It’s the second job."
Hearing about the current situation of Guannan College, Li Mao, Sun Jian and others were taken aback, suddenly like a dream.
One year later, Ji Lan improved by a rank, Fei Sanli took a half step forward. Although Gu Yue is stronger, he still can’t reach the threshold of the Dan realm. This is the change of the normal university martial arts club, and his side , From one position, nine, one industry and several occupations, two occupations and three, to a double pill realm with quasi-employment nine and several occupations, one industry and two. !
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In the Budo Club of Guannan College.
As soon as he saw the result of the draw, Ji Lan blurted out, full of fright and frustration:
"Want to be such a coincidence?"
Even last year's opponent Songda was drawn!
"Fuck!" Gu Yue muscles bulged, shaking his clothes, grabbed the cup on the table, and fell to the ground.
In the cracking sound, several new players flinched and trembling, not dare to face the president's anger.
When Gu Yue took his long legs and walked away, Fei Sanli touched his bald head and smiled bitterly:
"That's it for this year. I'll take part in the next week's ninth job competition. I can't waste time. If it's gone, it's all gone."
He waved his hand and walked out of the office, leaving behind the cautious newcomer and Ji Lan gritted his teeth.
"Ji Lan, think of the strength of the bench players of Songda University. They will definitely not let Lou Cheng and Lin Quequan play against us." Coach Gu Zhen stroked his gray hair and sighed.
Ji Lan slowed down, took out the phone, opened the notepad, and read weakly:
"Li Mao, first-class amateur; Sun Jian, first-class amateur; Yan Zike, second-class amateur, but did not participate in the September amateur finals; Lin Hua, second-class amateur; Cai Zongming, second-class amateur; Ho Purple, second-class amateur; Wang Dali, second-class amateur; Jinlu, second-class amateur; Guo Qing, third-class amateur; Mu Jinnian, third-class amateur......"
After reading, she silently added a sentence in her heart:
As for the main force, the seventh-ranking rank is on the eighth floor, surpassing the normal eighth-ranking Dan, Lin Que, 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 is high and the air is refreshing, and the night breeze is clear.
Lou Cheng and Yan Zheke walked along the lakeside holding hands. They were happy because of the result of the lottery just now. They recalled last year's past, while looking forward to the future, and outlined their dreams.
The breeze was blowing, and the water was unhappy. After talking about this matter, Lou Cheng was about to take a step, and suddenly felt that the girl's sleeve was pulled, weakly pulled.
"What's the matter?" he asked with his head amused.
Koko like this is rare.
Yan Zike is wearing Lou Cheng's coat, her black shiny hair hanging down to her vest, her face is clean and petite, her eyelashes tremble a few times, and she pursed her mouth a little timidly: "Orange, I'll discuss something with you ."
"What's the matter?" Lou Cheng was confused.
"I don't want to participate in next week's ninth job title competition..." Yan Zheke said with a wandering eyes, "I didn't have any hope at first, I just wanted to get some experience and gain some practical experience for the divisional competition. But now the martial arts club is about a week ahead of schedule. I'm afraid I won't have time to recover and I can't turn the cart before the horse."
According to my original temperament and style of doing things, I should communicate this matter with Orange sensibly and frankly, but I don't know why, but I feel a little guilty and a little guilty when it comes to my lips.
Fall the table! I am guilty of what a guilty conscience!
When I heard about the adjustment of the schedule, Lou Achievement had a hunch in this regard. Not surprisingly, he smiled and echoed:
"Yes, the ninth position will be played for two or four days. There are three high-level battles every day. The intensity is too high. You don't have abnormal physical strength like me. You will definitely not be able to recover in a week."
Speaking of which, I still feel a little bit disappointed and regretful. I have been back to Songcheng for two months, and I have no space to get along with Keke privately. If I can’t participate in the 9th job title competition, I can’t open the house openly.
Thinking of this, Lou Cheng added another sentence in order to show that he has no grudges, hehe smiled and said:
"Anyway, there will be opportunities in the future."
Yan Zheke turned around and sipped his head angrily and slapped him:
"What are you talking about!"
"I say that the chances of the Ninth Rank Competition are..." Lou Cheng smiled.
Before he finished speaking, Yan Zoke suddenly stood on tiptoe, closed his eyes, kissed the corner of his lips, and deliberately said with a delicate voice:
"My dear, you are so kind~"
She fainted on her cheeks. After the kiss, she turned her head and ran, shaking her hands, letting out a clear laugh all the way.
Lou Cheng froze for two or three seconds, subconsciously touched the corners of his lips, then smiled, and strode to catch up.
Only at this time, after experiencing many things, becoming more and more calm and mature, can I see the 19-year-old boy in my heart.
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Go back to the bedroom briskly and push the door open. In order to avoid being ridiculed by Li Liantong, Yan Zheke preemptively said: "Dirt, you are still endorsing it so late?"
Li Liantong screamed: "I don't want to either!"
"Sophomore, there are more and more professional courses, and it's getting harder and harder, shit, that long string of Latin words turned over is really hard to memorize!"
Yan Zheke felt the same, and pursed her lips: "We too! It's not enough to listen to classes. We used to go out once a week, but now it takes two or three weeks to be free."
Of course, this means maintaining the top five percent of the ranking. If you just want to graduate and get a diploma, you just have to listen to the class carefully, review carefully before the exam, and do whatever you usually do.
Only in this way, the date with the orange is more in the study room and library, hey...
"Only go out to play once in two or three weeks? Can your oranges stand it?" Li Liantong turned his head in surprise and habitually drove the car.
"What can't bear it! We meet every day!" Yan Zheke pretended not to understand.
Li Liantong said: "You have been in love for almost nine months, isn't there any progress? I don't believe that your orange is a monk, and a man, once you have a breakthrough, you will know the taste and you will be young. When it’s peaking, I must be very eager and enthusiastic..."
Before she finished her words, Yan Zheke picked up the landline that was used as a decoration, and she didn't have a good air:
"Hey, Yaoyao Ling? There is a female hooligan here!"
The conversation between the two made Shi Xiangyang and Zong Yanru want to laugh. The latter had the best relationship with Yan Zheke, so he hurriedly changed the topic: "Soul Tong, I feel you are not right. What's wrong with the monk?" I remember that Water Margin was written in another book, one word for monk, two for monk, three for ghost and music official, and four for hungry ghost in color."
Li Liantong nodded immediately: "Yes, yes, many monks!"
The firepower shifted, Yan Zheke breathed a sigh of relief. While listening to their nonsense, he took out his mobile phone, went back to the building to get the news, and swiped the forum easily to see everyone's comments on the results of the draw.
In Lou Cheng's fan forum, "Long Night Is Coming" Yan Xiaoling pinned her post, titled "Budo Club Lottery Response Live!"
She wrote in the main building: "Crying, I didn’t dare to go because of the shooting. No, I crossed it out, because I’m not a member of special training, I didn’t get into the office, but this baby has an undercover. Please ask the reporter box in front of you, no, the cat reporter in front of "many little tall", send a report~"
On the second floor, "Many Little Gao" posted:
"...When I was drawn to Guannan College, Lou Cheng looked at Sister Yan for the twenty-eighth time tonight, and Sister Yan also looked back at him for the twenty-eighth time."
Where is it? Yan Zike opened her mouth unjustly, looked up, and remembered the night situation, and counted it seriously.
Liar! Obviously only nineteen times!
She moved her gaze down and continued to look at the "report": "...Lin Que closed her eyes and put her hands in her pockets, as always without expression; Jin Jin kept peeking at him, watching, watching; Cai President Zong Ming happily chatted with Senior Brother Li Mao, and the other party wanted to cover his ears several times; Reporter Shu looked like a shark smelling blood, and his eyes moved from this to that, from that to this; Guo; Senior Sister Qing Xiong hugged Senior Sister Lin Hua; Coach Shi drank the wine and inverted the small pot. She kept shaking, shaking all the time, and didn't shake any extra drop. She was out of the situation..."
Looking at the descriptions of these bystanders, Yan Zheke smiled steadily, and his heart was full of warm feelings.
This is our Budo Club, our...
"What about you cat reporter? The King of Dragons" asked curiously.
"A lot of Xiao Gao" replied: "Meow meow?"
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In the busy and fulfilling days, the footsteps of the University Budo Club are getting closer and closer, and finally, that Saturday has arrived.
Mu Jinnian and Yan Xiaoling, who were not able to enter the bench list, came to the venue together ~ IndoMTL.com~ I saw that there was a lot of people here, and many students poured in.
"I'm so excited, at home!" Yan Xiaoling jumped back and forth in the stands and found her position.
Mu Jinnian wore a sung-da martial arts uniform with a backpack on his back. After sitting firmly, he took out a banner with the words "Lin Que" and a small horn inflatable hammer and other cheering tools.
"Ah...Jin Jin, did you still prepare these?" Yan Xiaoling asked dumbfounded.
"Should you not be prepared?" Mu Jinnian looked at her in confusion, "Are you not prepared? Are you not a professional fan?"
"I, I'm so excited... By the way, I have to help the lady!" Yan Xiaoling ran away from her seat in embarrassment.
Vatican Brahman, Dragon King, Toshiokamoto, Bull Demon King, innocent, Qi Qi... I am embarrassed by the forum!
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In the home team's locker room, Lou Cheng and Yan Zoke are sitting on a bench side by side, with their backs leaning against the wall, their eyes closed and rested, waiting to appear.
He vaguely heard cheering and shouts outside, and he couldn't help but recall the last time he played at home.
That time, I lost to Wensheng faction and Zhou Zhengquan, but everyone was not disappointed. Instead, they shouted the slogan "Come back next time" in unison.
While his mind turned, he found that the shouts outside became more and more tidy and louder.
What are they shouting? Lou Cheng tilted his ears curiously, condensing his hearing.
The voice suddenly became clear, and the mountain whistling and the tsunami took shape:
"Here we are!"
"Here we are!"
Come again next time...Are we here? Lou Cheng suddenly understood what the classmates meant, this is a continuation of the last cheer! This is the answer to the past!
He warmed his eyes and clenched his fists.
Yes, here we are!
Have you waited so long! ～～7k～～
(Sikushu)