Repugnant Gateway

Chang Huan said another sentence before going out of the classroom: "But as your husband, I'm also the deputy dean of the martial arts college, so there are still some other husbands who don't have the authority, for example ... the winner after every regular competition You can go to the bookstore to find your own exercises. Except that you are not allowed to go up on the third floor, you can just go shopping and roll around on the first and second floors. "

After saying this, Chang Huan held the book and walked like a villain.

Du Shoushou said with some regret: "I thought it was a good reward. It turned out to be just to choose exercises ..."

Then he felt the hatred of other people's eyes, and then Du Shoushi reacted, and not everyone had a pervert called An Zheng. An Zheng explained to Du Shoushou that he was a godsender, and suddenly he knew a lot of things and had a lot of memories. Du Shoushen they are convinced and have never been willing to argue.

Therefore, when they practice, they do not lack suitable exercises, but other students do not receive such treatment.

"Damn it!"

A student waved his fist: "Anyway, there's no other way to fuck, it's better to fight. If you win, you can go to the second floor of the building. If you lose, you won't be ashamed."

Before he had finished speaking, he heard Chang Huan's voice drifting far away: "If someone loses, the time to practice from tomorrow will be doubled, and the time to sleep will be doubled, lasting one month."

An Zheng looked around and found that there were two empty seats in the classroom. One is Ding Ningdong and the other is Sang Rou. An Zheng asked other students. Someone told him that Ding Ningdong had rarely come to class. The **** was mysterious and did not see her early this morning. Sang Rou hadn't missed a class, and didn't know why she didn't come today.

An Zheng thought for a while and probably knew where Sang Rou had gone. Ding Ningdong's affairs involve Ding Ningdong. As a good sister of Ding Ningdong, Sang Rou must be running around.

An Zheng several of them left the classroom and moved around in the yard for a while.

"Do you want to participate in the contest for a while?"

Du Shou asked.

An Zheng shook his head: "No."

Du Shou thinly said: "I have to participate, I have to try to see how good my strength is. Don't participate in Xiaoliu'er and Xiaoye, the girls are still not fighting."

Gu Qianye said: "Why can't girls fight?"

Du Shoushou sighed: "Can't you hear it? I'm thinking about your opponent, and also about your future lifelong events. For a while, you played too cruel, which man dare to marry you ..."

Gu Qianye subconsciously glanced at An Zheng, and then pouted: "I want you to control!"

Not long after, An Zheng they saw a group of apparently older martial arts disciples approaching here. These people walked with a sense of pride that I came to play with your group of childish ghosts, just like children in the first grade of primary school treat children who have just gone to kindergarten.

Of course, none of them are children.

The uniforms of the first-grade students in the martial arts school are blue, those of the second-grade students are gray and white, those of the third-grade students are cyan and yellow, and those of the fourth-grade students are black and white.

Du Shoushen felt annoying when he saw the fourth-graders walking: "Why do I have the urge to beat them now?"

Gu Qianye said irresistibly: "Very well, I finally have the expressive desire like a man, especially in front of girls. I doubt if you like a man ..."

Then she glanced at Anzheng, and Anzheng looked up at the sky.

Du Shou said: "You don't understand, you are also called women?"

An Zheng suddenly remembered that Du Shou, who was in his early twenties, had the kind of look when he saw Aunt Ye for the first time when she lived in the Magic City. Then An Zheng suddenly realized that Du Shoushen did not like women but girls.

Chang Huan walked with several fourth-grade students and sat down casually in the pavilion. From far away, I often shouted: "There is no rule, choose your opponent, or be chosen by your opponent. If someone picks you up, you will either face up or admit defeat. It's that simple. The only requirement is that you cannot kill."

Ca n’t kill, not hurt.

This level of competition actually has no meaning for security. Even if they were all juniors on the opposite side, An Zheng still couldn't take a little interest, unless it was a master like Nie Qing. Instead, Du Shou was eager to try. Although Du Shou's talent was only one and a half stars, they had the imprint. Even the little ant has already crossed the path, and their strength growth is actually terrible, because they have too much time than others.

This may be the great luck of their contention. They are not afraid of talents and can be opened.

An Zheng walked back to the classroom and sat by the window, looking outside with his chin in hand. Rare rest, these days are really a little too exciting.

The competition outside the window came suddenly and directly. Although the talents of the students in the Changhuan class are good, the gap in cultivation is not something that the talents can make up for anytime, anywhere. In the first few games, the fourth-graders won.

But the atmosphere was okay. The fourth-graders looked very cocky, but there was no bullying.

Until the meander stood up, there was a burst of laughter in the crowd of the fourth-grade students opposite.

"Yeah, it's a pretty girl, who went up?"

"People come out first, waiting for others to choose. No matter who she chooses, don't everyone have to wait for others to be comfortable with others?"

"It's still a little girl, but it looks exquisite. You said that such a beautiful girl is not a baby at home, it's not good to run out and show her head."

"How old are people, how can they nurse children at home."

"How do you know that there are no children, even if not, you go to help."

The meandering face was a little ugly, and his fists clenched slightly. In the classroom, An Zheng's face is even more unsightly.

Qu Liuxi looked back to Chang Huan and those teachings, and they seemed not to take these speech disrespect seriously at all. Basically, the people in the martial arts school will enter the army in the future, so they are relatively rude in character. So there is nothing wrong with these words in those teachings. They don't think it is an insult to girls.

But Qiu Xi doesn't think so, Gu Qianye doesn't think so, Du Shouqian doesn't think so, and An Zheng doesn't think so.

This is insult.

"Look at the little girl's picky eyes, do you want us to recommend yourself? Every brother here can do everything, and promise to kill the ecstasy you are waiting for."

"You can't be gentle, the little girl chooses me, I promise to treat you tenderly."

"Maybe people like rudeness?"

"Hahahahaha ..."

There was a burst of laughter from the fourth-grade students, unbridled.

The meandering brick looked over to the classroom, and found that An Zheng was looking at himself. Qu Liuxi saw the encouragement in An Zheng's eyes and thought of a story that An Zheng had said before. A senior monk of Daxi Zen said how to face the cold eyes of the world, misunderstanding, defamation, and even bullying? Endure him, let him, all things will soon pass. But those who insult people will definitely suffer retribution in the future.

An Zheng's assessment of this is ... in the face of the world's cold eyes, misunderstandings, defamation, and bullying, if he is tolerated, he will only make the other party worse, and I don't know if anyone will receive such insults. So there is only one way to face insults, and that is to let the other party know that they are wrong.

The easiest and most direct way is ... to fight.

Hit him, hit him, hit him, hit him, hit him!

The meander took a step forward, pointing to the violent student who was the most violent, the student was stunned, and then laughed: "This little girl is going to spoil me, do you envy you?"

He took a step forward and watched Qu Liuxi with a very disgusting tone, said: "Little girl, you can rest assured, my elder brother, I am not a person who does not know how to pity fragrant jade. I wo n’t touch you. If you say let me touch you, I ’ll touch you! "

When he said this, An Zheng strode out of the classroom and stretched his hand to hold Du Skinny who had just rushed up.

Du Shou thinly said: "This **** just owes it!"

An Zheng shook his head: "Let Xiao Liuer fight out on his own."

Du Shou thinly said: "Xiaoliuer has been bullied, you don't want to kill the bastard?"

An Zheng said: "I said, let Xiaoliu fight, and she finished ... I will fight again."

The opponent he chose was the strongest among these fourth-grade students. He had already chosen one before and defeated that first-grade student easily. There is no weaker in Chang Huan's class, he won so easily, enough to show his strength.

Just when everyone felt that Qu Liuxi had chosen the wrong opponent, Qu Liuxi's finger left the guy, but pointed to the other three most rude fourth-level students: "You, you, and you, Four of you. "

The burly fourth-grade student named Du Shangcheng, froze for a while after listening to the music, and then couldn't help but get angry: "I don't want to give you a face, do you? Seeing you as a woman doesn't follow your general knowledge, don't think I can go to heaven by myself. "

The teaching practice sitting next to Chang Huan is Zhang Datong. He is Mr. Du Shangcheng. He glanced at Qu Liuxi and said, "Vice dean, you female disciple is arrogant. A girl shouldn't have entered the martial arts college. Come to study, how good the book will be when you come here, but you want to be in the limelight. "

Chang Huan was undecided, but gave An Zheng a subconscious look.

Because the fourth-grade students had to go out to contact the barracks in advance and were familiar with military affairs, the fourth-grade students were not in the martial arts for most of the year. Therefore, including the gentleman and the students who led the team, it is not very clear what happened in the martial arts school recently, they have just returned shortly.

After finishing the four people, Qu Liu Xi ignored Du Shangcheng's wicked words, but just calmed his hands and clenched his fists, and then leaned slightly in accordance with the martial arts etiquette: "Wu Yuan Qu Liu Xi, please enlighten me."

Du Shangcheng said angrily: "Do you really think you are a person? I think a bunch of little kings and **** are used to you. Don't come over, I let her know what strength is."

The stream is still calm: "I said, hit you four."

"Give you a face!"

Du Shangcheng strode forward and said angrily as he walked: "Looking at you as a woman and unwilling to follow your general knowledge, you have to be intimate. This martial arts school is not the place where your women came. Serve her husband. None of the women who show their heads are **** good things.

His mouth became more and more imperfect, and even Chang Huan, who was originally indifferent, looked a little ugly: "Mr. Zhang, the disciples under your door seem to be rude."

Zhang Datong said indifferently: "Men, it's kind of straightforward to talk. If the girl doesn't adapt to the life of the martial arts school and the way men talk, she can leave."

At this time, Du Shangcheng was about to walk to the front of the stream: "I see how you beat me! If I lose to you, I will be your horse rider!"