Gao Wu: Are you saying that my students are useless?

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Just as Chu Ze was still trying other combinations of flying knives, he suddenly heard noises coming from outside the school gate.

Because of breaking through to level 2 warrior, his five senses are extremely sharp.

I heard a few rather bitter words vaguely.

Covered by mental power, he soon caught the opponent's figure.

It was Tu Yushuang who was driven away yesterday!

Behind her, there were more than a dozen people holding microphones and cameras.

From the look of it, it should be a reporter or something.

"Hehe, come so soon?"

There was no unexpected expression on Chu Ze's face. As early as yesterday, he had learned through Tu Yushuang's personal panel that such a mess would happen today.

It's just that he didn't expect the other party to hold back early in the morning.

Standing in front of the window, looking down at the pile of small black spots outside the school gate, Chu Ze's face gradually turned cold.

"This idiot really has a brain stem not as thick as chopsticks, thinking of it as a one-off..."

"Remember eating but not beating!"

After muttering to himself, Chu Ze turned and walked towards the door.

......

at the same time.

Rongcheng Psychiatrist Association.

In the president's office, Yang Guopeng picked up the top-quality spirit wine on the table with a blunt face, and took a sip happily.

Sitting opposite him were two elderly men who were over sixty years old.

One of them was Zhou Xueming, who had invited Song Siyao during the tenth school entrance examination.

"I said, Lao Yang, if you give me two more drinks, you will die?"

Zhou Xueming looked at Yang Guopeng with hunger and thirst, swallowed his saliva, and his mouth was dry for a while.

This old dog can drink the best spirit wine, he is more uncomfortable than dying!

Especially after taking a few sips, he now knows the taste even better.

Yang Guopeng waved impatiently, "Fuck off, I don't even have enough to drink~"

"Just don't spoil me with your pig's mouth!"

Hearing this, Zhou Xueming was so angry that he pulled off his half-grown beard and spit on Yang Guopeng.

"I'll measure your size!"

"I'll measure your size too!"

"Bounce!"

"I bounce back too!"

a time.

Two big guys who are over half a century old and can make Rongcheng tremble three times with a stomp of their feet.

At this time, like children throwing mud at each other at the entrance of the village, they began to scold each other on the spot.

Quite a feeling of primary school students pinching each other.

Seeing this scene, the old man on the other side of the sofa who had been silent couldn't help but speak.

"What does it look like to be noisy at a young age?"

"I flew all the way from Yanjing to watch you two perform acrobatics?"

The person who spoke was Feng Dongsheng, a professor of psychiatry in Qingbei!

He was also an old friend of the two in the early years.

With Feng Dongsheng's stop, Yang Guopeng and Yang Guopeng snorted coldly and sat back in their seats.

"Lao Yang, you've also drank the spirit wine, those two good seedlings..."

Feng Dongsheng rubbed his hands together, and said straight to the point.

Originally, he was going to ask his students to bring spirit wine over, but after thinking about it for a long time, he was still a little worried about Yang Guopeng's character.

So after he was done with the work at hand, he came to Rongcheng with the spirit wine.

Seeing Feng Dongsheng's hesitation to speak, Yang Guopeng drank the last sip of spiritual wine in the cup neatly, and said bluntly.

"The seedlings are indeed good seedlings..."

"But I understand that kid's temper. He definitely won't join Qingbei, let alone be your student~"

"Boiled!"

Feng Dongsheng slammed the table, so angry that he was about to have a cerebral thrombosis on the spot.

"Then aren't you cheating on me?"

"You are cheating! You are going to be raped!"

Yang Guopeng didn't take it seriously, since he had finished drinking the spirit wine anyway, he looked confident.

"I just told you that there are two geniuses, but I didn't say that you will definitely accept them~"

Seeing Feng Dongsheng's jumping feet, Yang Guopeng wiped his mouth calmly, feeling happy.

Chu Ze... really easy to use!

Chapter 145 Didn't You Say He Is A Level 1 Psychiatrist!

"You old bastard!"

"You old man!"

"Don't criticize your face!"

Feng Dongsheng was incompetent and furious, so angry that his back molars were about to be crushed.

At this moment, he blew his beard and stared at Yang Guopeng's face with a burst of crazy output.

If words can hurt, then Feng Dongsheng has sprayed the opponent to death more than a dozen times...

I worked so hard to travel thousands of miles from Yanjing to Rongcheng, and gave the spirit wine to the other party, but in the end I couldn't even get a fart?

What kind of new scam is this?

Now if any student from Qingbei sees this scene, their eyes will fly out in surprise.

Old Professor Feng, who is usually as warm as a spring breeze, is actually like a drunkard who is drunk, full of filth?

Yang Guopeng knew he was wrong, but he didn't speak back, but just looked out the window in embarrassment.

"the weather is nice today..."

"I was wrong about you, uncle!"

Feng Dongsheng made one last remark, and then sat back on the sofa.

To be honest, he was actually not as angry as he thought.

It's just a pity...

After all, he has also read the information, two 20st-level Psychiatrists under the age of 1.

Judging from the video of the battle, the purity of mental power also exceeded the passing line.

It is indeed a genius, but it is not uncommon in a martial arts academy of this level in northern Qing Dynasty.

It's best if you can recruit them, but if you can't, there's nothing you can do.

Feng Dongsheng is angry now, and a large part of the reason is that he feels that he has lost money...

I feel sorry for his spiritual wine that has been treasured for so many years!

When I thought about how old I was, I still had to send my bets from the early years to Yang Guopeng, an old thief, in person.

He was so angry that his heart ached.

Zhou Xueming on the side came out to smooth things over at this time.

"Old Feng, don't be angry, why don't you try to make a move, maybe they will nod in agreement when they hear the name of Qingbei Wuyuan?"

Hearing the comforting words from the other party, Feng Dongsheng waved his hands weakly.

"Forget it, I still understand Lao Yang. Since he said that the other party will never join, it is absolutely useless."

Although Yang Guopeng is addicted to gambling, he runs the train with his mouth full.

But he is still very responsible for what he said.

When you are not sure about something, you don't say words like 'absolute' and 'certain'.

Now there is no hope of recruiting students, and the wine was cheated by that old dog...

Under distraught.

Feng Dongsheng simply watched TV by himself and stopped talking to the two of them.

I'm in a bad mood and need to watch Teletubbies to relieve my mood!

Just as he was looking through the list, he was suddenly attracted by one of the column boxes of the live channel on the homepage.

This is a local livelihood news program in Rongcheng, called '3838 Brass Eye'.

In the live broadcast, a young female reporter in professional attire was standing in front of the gate of a somewhat dignified martial arts academy, broadcasting something to the camera.

It was not the female reporter who attracted Feng Dongsheng, but the young man standing in front of the reporter.

The other party looked at the age of about 20 years old, with a handsome and immature face full of displeasure.

Feng Dongsheng blinked and opened his mouth slightly.

Isn't this kid the student Yang Guopeng recommended to him!

As soon as I finished talking about the other party, I saw him on TV, which was quite interesting...

Seeing in the camera, a large group of reporters frantically stuffing their microphones into Chu Ze's mouth, Feng Dongsheng suddenly became interested.

Oh?

What happened to him?

Secretly slandering, Feng Dongsheng looked at it with relish.

If anything happens to this kid...

Then, when he was in the most difficult time, the old man would come down from heaven and send charcoal in the snow.

Then wouldn't he have to thank the old man in tears?

Until then, I will take advantage of the trend...

Hey~ Isn't this good student already in hand?

Hey, it's me!

At this moment, Feng Dongsheng began to plan in his heart like an old fox lying in the grass, waiting for an opportunity.

But just when he was enjoying watching the fire from the other side.

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