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Chapter 77 Don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid, you can do it...

Fu Ping obediently walked towards the boxing gym director and stood in front of him.

He shouted "Director", but there was no sense of sincerity in his eyes.

"Why did you suddenly call me here?" Fu Ping asked.

"Have you forgotten? I promised you a few months ago." The curator looked up calmly.

Fu Ping's eyes widened as he remembered, "So that's what happened, okay, okay, let's start now."

The curator stood up, then kicked the chair aside, grinned, and slammed his right fist at Fu Ping.

Fu Ping didn't expect that the opponent would start right away. His reaction was half a beat too slow and he could only protect his chest with his hands. However, he was still punched back two meters by the curator.

"It turned out to be true!"

"You can really resist the curator's attack with your bare hands!"

"Hiss, Fu Ping is strong again..."

People around him were surprised to see that Fu Ping could withstand the curator's serious punch with his bare hands in a short period of time.

They had long heard that Fu Ping had an appointment with the boxing gym director a few months ago, and they all came here early today to wait.

But what I didn't expect was that Fu Ping, who had failed to get the curator to take him seriously a few months ago, could now withstand the curator's punch with his bare hands and only retreated two meters.

Great progress!
"Haha, come again!"

"Come on, that's enough."

"What?" Fu Ping was stunned for a moment. The fight just started and you ended it?

It's so appetizing.

Ignoring Fu Ping, the curator retracted his posture and said, "You are stronger than you were a few months ago. To be honest, it would be a bit shameless for someone like you to go to the freshman named Wang Jin."

"But this is just like you. I don't care about you. Anyway, I have completed what I promised you a few months ago. See you next time."

After saying that, the curator turned around and left, making Fu Ping pick his teeth in anger.

"Don't leave!" His hand quickly enlarged, blocking half of the boxing gym and grabbing the director.

next second...

The statue of "Shoujinji" was displayed behind the curator. He turned around and punched the flying giant fist.

The surging force directly shook Fu Ping back.

"I'm not kidding you. Being able to withstand my fist doesn't mean you can beat me. Do I know anything else?" The curator raised his eyebrows slightly, showing that he was serious.

Fu Ping took back his transformed giant hand and smiled awkwardly, "Yes, curator, please walk slowly."

After watching the curator leave, Fu Ping ignored the shocked people and left the underground entertainment space.

only…

Not long after he left, another piece of news came out from the confession wall...

#Just now, Fu Ping, who had returned from three months of practice, was able to withstand the curator's attack with his bare hands!

#It would be too shameless for such a person to go to Wang Jin.

#Wow wow wow, Fu Ping is so handsome!

#This is the video I just secretly captured with my own eyes——

……

in the cafeteria.

Wang Jin, Xia Ling, Bai Lingxi and Yue Yao sat on the table together.

Xia Ling looked at this new pop-up message and said worriedly, "So his name is Fu Ping. Who is this curator? Fu Ping can withstand the curator's punch, isn't he very powerful?"

"He is the curator of the boxing gym at the North District Underground Entertainment Space. He is ranked second in the advanced class. The contracted hero is 'Zhang Jinji'. He is indeed very powerful." The moon demon on the side replied,

"Although Fu Ping is ranked fourth, there was still a huge gap in strength between him and the curator a few months ago. At least at that time, he couldn't resist the curator's fists with his bare hands."

"He tried it a few months ago, and the result..." "What happened?" Xia Ling asked.

"In the end, the whole arm was gone. It was okay when the curator wasn't serious. But when he was serious, no one could stop him except the No. 1 person." Yue Yao said,

"So, when I followed Luo Hao, I never dared to talk to the curator."

"There are so many hidden people in this school..." Wang Jin looked at Yue Yao, "Who is the number one person?"

Yue Yao looked at Wang Jin and shook his head, "I don't know. Luo Hao and I have never met him. He is not in the school all year round. He said he was performing some special tasks outside the school and only came back for a long time."

"This is terrible..." Bai Lingxi, who had been silent all this time, interrupted, "Wang Jin, let's not talk about the curator first, but are you sure about Fu Ping?"

Wang Jin was not in a hurry to answer, and continued to ask Yue Yao, "Do you know what Fu Ping's hero is?"

Moon Demon said, "Real person."

"Real person..." Wang Jin rubbed his brows, "It's indeed a bit difficult to handle, but it's good to be here."

...

"Why are you giggling with your legs crossed at noon?" In the senior class office, as soon as he entered the door, the chief officer saw Chen Ye, who was holding a mobile phone and giggling, and couldn't help but ask.

Chen Ye looked up after hearing this and pushed his phone towards the chief officer. "There are two interesting things. These young people really know how to play."

"What's the matter?" The officer's eyes fell on the mobile phone, and then he was stunned for a moment, "When did our school have such a thing as a confession wall?"

"That's because you are ignorant. Unlike me, you like to secretly pretend to be a young man under these confession posts. It's very interesting." Chen Ye took the phone back and explained everything to the supervisor one by one.

"First of all, my disciple is really as good-looking as his master. Someone wants to confess to him in public."

"Wang Jin's words are nothing strange." The chief officer said calmly.

"The second thing is that on the day of the confession, someone sent Wang Jin a challenge to fight for dignity."

"Who?"

"You will be interested." Chen Ye looked for Fu Ping's photo on his phone and put him in front of the chief officer, "Fu Ping."

"That guy?" The chief officer frowned, "Isn't this span a bit too big?"

"Fu Ping's victory period is already comparable to that of teachers in our school. Although Wang Jin won the first place among freshmen, he is still a freshman."

"It's okay," Chen Ye unexpectedly stood by Wang Jin this time. He patted the chief officer on the shoulder and said, "I believe in my disciple."

The chief officer was silent for a while, and finally complained, "He hasn't admitted that he is your disciple yet, has he?"

"... "

……

The third day has passed.

Today is Saturday night.

There were no classes in school, and many students came to the confession site.

The heroine who wants to confess is a girl from ordinary class 4, about 1.6 meters and a half tall.
Holding flowers in hand, standing in the middle of a love candle, waiting nervously.

This is the first time she mustered up the courage to confess to the boy she likes. She is afraid of rejection, but she also absolutely yearns for success.

Because you don’t know the results of many things until you try them yourself.

She also knew that she was not the only one who wanted to express his feelings for an outstanding boy like Wang Jin, but she just stood up first.

"coming."

While the crowd was waiting with excitement and anticipation, a white-haired boy strolled over from the distance, attracting everyone's attention.

The moment she saw the white-haired boy, the girl holding the flowers was so nervous that her face turned red and she had difficulty breathing.

His eyes were fixed on Wang Jin who was walking over.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, you can do it..." She said to herself hard.

(End of this chapter)