Langfei: I am the younger brother of the Fudi demons

This farce ended with the official start of military training.

Afterwards, the whole class spent the whole morning standing at attention and taking a break, standing in a military posture.

By the time they left for dinner in the morning, Peng Rui was already wailing.

It seems so empty at first glance.

In the afternoon, with the scorching sun shining brightly, military training continued.

He tortured everyone to death.

But at the end of the afternoon, the instructor announced that there would be a bonfire party with the nursing major in the evening.

All the bachelors in the three classes were excited.

This is the Monk Temple. It depends on tonight to get rid of poverty and get rich.

Especially Peng Rui, who didn't even bother to have dinner, and couldn't wait to go back to the dormitory and dress up.

She takes a shower, sprays perfume, puts on gel and hair wax, looking like a slut.

At night, night falls.

The playground is already very lively.

Under the leadership of the instructor, Class [-] quickly encountered the nursing profession.

However, when they saw the nursing girls seriously, the restless boys became shy and reserved, while the girls became more bold, giggling and looking at them with unscrupulous eyes.

The subsequent event will naturally include a talent show.

Compared with the restraint of the big boys here, the girls over there are obviously more relaxed, singing and dancing.

However, boys and girls love to express themselves, especially in front of the opposite sex.

Therefore, the boys' side quickly became lively.

Peng Rui stood up and sang a song called Love in the Mountains.

Hao Jiandong, the master of black and ugly educational films, couldn't hold back his restless heart and sang a song called Loess Plateau.

Don't tell me, this guy looks ugly, but his singing is quite interesting.

This elicited a burst of enthusiastic applause from the girl opposite, making Hao Jiandong's face turn red and very excited.

Lin Fan thought it was fun and was about to encourage Qin Shou, the little fat guy, to perform a talent show, but he saw Yang Le standing up with a sunny smile on his face: "I want to show everyone Chinese Kung Fu."

There was a pause on the field, and then everyone, both men and women, burst into warm applause.

After all, Chinese Kung Fu is a national martial art, especially Chinese martial arts novels, which give Chinese Kung Fu a layer of mystery.

The generation who grew up reading martial arts novels has a kung fu dream in their hearts.

The performance of kung fu is quite eye-catching.

However, the applause stopped, and Yang Le said with an embarrassed look: "But if you show it alone, it will be less enjoyable to watch, and the effect is not visible, so I would like to invite a classmate to come up and give me a try."

Listening to Yang Le's words, many men and women from both classes raised their hands enthusiastically...

"I...I would like to..."

"I just learned Juntiquan today, and I can use it on the spot."

"I come from a family of martial arts. The most mysterious physical skill in China... radio gymnastics. After practicing for more than ten years, I have become so perfect that I am invincible in the world."

"..."

"Everyone is so enthusiastic." Yang Le said happily, "In that case, let's take classmate Lin Fan."

Lin Fan, who did not join in the fun and raised his hand, said: "..."

This dog can't finish it, right?

Peng Rui on the side was also very annoyed: "This grandson wants to step on you to show off."

When the men and women saw that Lin Fan had no intention of getting up, they started to make noises.

Lin Fan waved his hands repeatedly with a frightened expression: "Don't make trouble, that...I...I don't know Kung Fu."

A gentlemanly smile appeared on Yang Le's face: "Don't be afraid, Mr. Lin Fan, you are just giving me a slap. I understand the severity."

"This...it's better not to give it up." Lin Fan said with a troubled expression.

"Is he a man?" Yang Le smiled and scolded Lin Fan in a relaxed manner, "So many female classmates are watching."

"Um..." Lin Fan looked embarrassed, "I only know how to punch, so I'm afraid of hurting you."

After Lin Fan finished speaking, the whole room burst into laughter.

The tortoise punch injured Yang Le.

Isn't this a curse?

The corner of Yang Le's mouth twitched: "Don't worry, I have learned boxing from my grandfather for more than ten years. No one can hurt me."

"Then... okay then." Lin Fan gritted his teeth and stood up with a risk-taking attitude, "Then... you have to be merciful."

"It's easy to talk about." Yang Le said, as if to better demonstrate his martial arts, he began to take off his clothes, revealing his strong upper body.

Needless to say, this guy has a demonic appearance, but he still has a lot of muscles on his body, which attracted the side glances of the girls present.

Peng Rui in the crowd sighed in disgust and secretly cursed him for being shameless.

Yang Le had already made his starting stance, and then attacked Lin Fan. At the same time, a voice sounded: "Lin Fan, be careful, this is the hammer fist of the eight movements of Bajiquan Vajra."

Not to mention, Yang Le's punches were very exciting and entertaining, causing a group of girls to applaud.

Amidst the cheers, Yang Le shouted lowly and punched Lin Fan in the chest.

That movement is really like a fist like a shooting star, eyes like lightning, a waist like a snake, and feet like drills.

Facing this incoming punch, Lin Fan seemed to be dumbfounded and forgot to move.

Yang Le seemed not to have expected that Lin Fan was so frightened that he forgot to dodge. He had no time to stop his punch, so he just hit Lin Fan's chest with a cold punch, with undiminished force.

There was a hint of panic on Yang Le's face, but there was obviously a hint of pride in his eyes.

All this could not be seen by anyone on the field, but Lin Fan had a panoramic view.

Lin Fan sneered in his heart, seeing that the fist was about to land on his heart. If he were an ordinary person, he would probably have to stay in bed for a few days after being hit by this punch.

Lin Fan didn't hide, he just raised his hand and punched the opponent in the eye.

Yang Le didn't even have time to react and was punched directly in the eye.

With an ouch, he stumbled back from the menacing attack, then covered his eyes and squatted down.

Naturally, that punch did not hit Lin Fan.

This sudden turn of events left all the men and women present unable to react. Lin Fan already had a panicked expression on his face: "Oh, you...are you okay? I...I told you that I only know how to box. "

Yang Le raised his head, tears streaming down his eyes uncontrollably.

But he was furious in his heart.

I originally wanted to embarrass this kid in front of the whole class, but I didn't expect that I would be embarrassed in the end.