Global high martial arts dead air panel

Chapter 77
Guo Shengye could hide from the first day of junior high school, but not the fifteenth day.

On September [-]st, the registration day for new students, Huang Jing and the others couldn't find Guo Shengye, so they started bombarding him with phone calls.

Now Guo Shengye is not just a student, as the vice principal of Mowu, one of the representatives of Mowu, he cannot be absent on this kind of day.

That is to say, Guo Shengye was tired and lazy, and he delegated the power to others to do things that he could let go of on weekdays.

Otherwise, it would have been overwhelmed by office documents.

For example, that Fang Ping who was tossing around at the school gate.

Huang Jing and Wu Kuishan stood on the top of the building and looked at the huge Mowu campus, feeling quite emotional.

Wu Kuishan's face was not good-looking and he said: "Laugh if you want."

Huang Jing's face turned red from suppressed laughter, did he think Wu Kuishan was blind?

Huang Jing couldn't help laughing when he saw Wu Kuishan recently, always thinking of Guo Shengye's easy touch.

Mowu's Snake King has never suffered such a loss.

Not only Huang Jing, but everyone present couldn't forget that scene in a short time.

Wu Kuishan is also very annoying recently. Facing the teasing of his fellow apprentices, he can't beat him, and he can't scold him.

These people are really annoying.

But there is one good thing, when Lu Fengrou saw him recently, although she still didn't give him a good face, she smiled anyway.

Wu Kuishan was as willing as ever about this.

The two were talking about Mowu's new transformation on the roof, and Guo Shengye was bombarded by phone calls, so he packed up and went out.

Guo Shengye also arrived very quickly. Today he was dressed in white, with long sleeves and trousers all in white, looking very refreshing and clean.

On the rostrum of the No. [-] playground, Guo Shengye stood in the center.

The freshmen below were discussing the people on the stage in low voices.

A girl screamed a little: "I finally saw Guo Shengye with my own eyes!"

Hearing this, the girl next to her asked with the excitement of finally finding the organization: "Ah, are you here for Guo Shengye too?"

"That's right! When I watched the National Exchange Competition, I decided to chase him!"

"Sister, the chasing you mentioned is the chasing of stars?"

"Of course! Brother is a god descending to earth, how can a mortal be worthy of him!"

The two girls talked excitedly here, attracting the girls nearby: "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooowy-sd?

"My brother's legs are not legs."

"Spring water on the banks of the Seine."

"My brother's waist is not my waist."

"The scimitar that kills Saburo!"

Gradually, more and more girls gathered around here.

The people standing on the rostrum have sharp eyes and ears, so they can naturally hear the chatter of the people in the audience.

The look at Guo Shengye became more and more strange, Guo Shengye took a step forward and said, "Be quiet!"

His expression was indifferent, and he could not see any emotions or anger. He was still young but had the temperament of a superior.

The students below were silent, and the girls in that circle all had inexplicable aunt smiles on their faces.

"Fang Ping, roll call."

Guo Shengye looked around the rostrum. They were all the leading members of the Martial Arts Club, including freshmen and veterans.

He named Fang Ping. Fang Ping was the person with the highest realm among them, and the name was named the loudest and spread the most widely.

It was nearly twelve o'clock at noon when the roll call came. Although the freshmen in the audience felt dissatisfied, they dared not speak up.

After all, the Senior Guo on stage who was only one year older than them was an eighth-rank grandmaster.

As long as he stands there, the freshman will not dare to be presumptuous.

Fang Ping read the name in one breath, his mouth was dry.

Before he had rested for a while, he heard Guo Shengye's shameless voice transmission: "You introduce one or two to the freshmen."

This is not child labor, Fang Ping is an adult.

Guo Shengye stood on the stage, as long as he maintained his superior demeanor was enough.

Happy to be a capitalist.

Guo Shengye glanced at Fang Ping and saw that although he was tired, he seemed to be enjoying himself. He didn't understand why someone could be so happy while working part-time.

This is the legendary scroll king.

Guo Shengye moved away from Fang Ping slightly. Fang Ping was puzzled, but he didn't stop his warning to the freshmen: "From this year onwards, they will not become warriors, and they will not be assigned tutors. They will be taught in large classes!"

Fang Ping never discussed this with anyone.

But the new named mentor, Guo Shengye, nodded in agreement, which is the best.

He is only 19 years old, he accepts any kind of students, and he only goes to give them a large class once in a while.

Zhang Yu whispered beside him, "You don't seem to be qualified to accept students, do you?"

As the communication bridge between the Martial Arts Club and the school, he is more informed than the average second-generation martial artist.

Guo Shengye: "..."

Yes, because Guo Shengye's way of practice is too wild, so Wu Kuishan proposed to make fun of his qualifications to accept students, and all the teachers agreed unanimously.

Guo Shengye smiled and said, "I don't accept it because I don't want to accept it."

It's not that I can't accept it, understand?
Zhang Yu understood the threat in Guo Shengye's eyes, and silently took a step back.

After Fang Ping finished his training, Guo Shengye still said calmly, "Disband."

Guo Shengye's voice was not loud, but it seemed to ring in the ears of every freshman. This move was really a knife to their buttocks, which opened their eyes.

After the freshmen left the field one after another, Fang Ping yelled in dissatisfaction: "You said four words from the beginning to the end, silence and dismiss."

Fu Changding reminded: "There are eight characters, and there are four characters of 'Fang Ping, roll call'."

Fang Ping glared at this retarded person, and said boldly and provocatively: "I think you have been corrupted by the leadership class, and you have fished in troubled waters on the orientation day, which makes me very sad. You have lost your original intention at that time!"

Fu Changding said silently: "Brother Ye's original intention at the time was to be the nominal president, and he has not lost his original intention."

Zhang Yu also nodded in agreement, and joked: "I think you have lost your original intention and want to usurp power and rebel."

Oops, what was in my heart was said.

Fang Ping continued to bite the bullet and continued: "I suggest you abdicate and let the virtuous! Let someone who is more original, more passionate and more enthusiastic about work be the president of the Martial Arts Club."

He had made an agreement with Guo Shengye at the beginning.

If Fang Ping reaches the fifth rank in half a year, Fang Ping will be the president.

Fang Ping has not yet reached the fifth-rank state, and Guo Shengye is now in the eighth-rank state.

Fang Ping was really afraid of being his second in command for the rest of his life.

Can't beat it, really can't beat it.

Guo Shengye looked at the bluffing Fang Ping with a smile on his face, and said calmly, "I don't, I don't, what are you doing to me?"

As Guo Shengye said word by word, Fang Ping found himself being planted into the ground inch by inch.

After finishing the eight words, half of Fang Ping's body was in the ground and he couldn't pull it out.

Guo Shengye said condescendingly: "Stay honestly for half an hour and think about how to show respect to your Grandmaster Guo in the future."

"Don't, this is a playground, you can plant it in a corner for me."

Guo Shengye turned a deaf ear and left directly.

Anyway, it was only half an hour, and the freshmen would not return to the playground to watch Fang Ping within half an hour.

The freshmen are very busy, how can they come back to watch the fun when they have time.

The members of the Martial Arts Club nearby all suppressed their laughter, surrounded the short Fang Ping, and pointed.

Fang Ping kept his grudges one by one and wrote them down in a small notebook.

When it came to Chen Yunxi, Chen Yunxi whispered: "Fang Ping, you are so cute."

Small and short, very cute.

Fang Ping's ears blushed silently, and he said in a rough voice, "It's not cute at all."

　Chen Yunxi is so cute

　　
　
(End of this chapter)