Fujia Nanshi, brother and sister

"What's going on?" Fucheng ran to find the head teacher, "Brother Luo! Brother Luo!"

"What's wrong?" Luo Qiang was clearing the field.

Fucheng scratched his neck and shouted: "They are cheating! Why do they go to the group!"

"Group?" Luo Qiang turned around, "Hey! Who told you to join the group? Lao Guo, you are a student of my class!"

The words were shouted loudly, and many people heard them, which aroused the curiosity of watching the excitement for a while.Guo Fei is the head teacher of those in the third year of high school. He has led the team to participate in competitions and performances for a long time.

"Hey, kid, they fought against each other, and they didn't really hold grudges." Guo Fei said.

Luo Qiang waved his hand. "Don't you, let your students go down to 4, one-on-one, what kind of lard cream do you eat?"

As the head teacher, Luo Qiang knew exactly what Guo Fei was up to.The students in my hands competed, took the rankings, showed their faces frequently, and even invited the TV station specially. Guo Fei's team was used for the opening ceremony of the large-scale sports meeting, purely showing off.Maybe those few practiced some optional routines, isn't the team knife more powerful than a single person?

You can't let your class suffer.Jiang Bai had already stood in the center of the mat, alone, and Luo Qiang stepped forward to uphold justice.

Guo Fei made a gesture at the same second that Luo Qiang entered the performance area.

Luo Qiang is one step behind.

The high school team and Jiang Bai acted at the same time, in the preparatory style, with their eyes fixed on each other, and they also punched right with the sword in their arms.The skill of the sword is as strong as a tiger pulling mountains and rivers, and several people side by side make a sound like splitting silk. The scarlet brocade knife is more colorful than Jiang Bai's performing knife.

Jiang Bai is looking for a sense of knife, but it is another form of performance.I don't know who taught him the sword technique, but his body can do it in one go.

Holding the knife and parting hands, the blade flashed coldly, and he turned around and slapped his feet.

The sound of the martial arts knife and the sound of the knife on the opposite side formed a neat and opposite dividing line.Both sides turned their waists and slapped the ground at the same time, the floor mat kicked up a burst of dust particles, and the aftershocks of the knife tip continued.While the flowers are angry with the horses, they are counting the horses and galloping.

Cut the wrist flower, stab the knife left and right, turn around and wrap the knife around the head, soft but tough, swing the knife back and sweep flat, swallowing mountains and rivers.

The onlookers applauded, and couldn't tell the difference between the two sides for a while.In terms of basic skills, both sides are one in a million. The battle in the third year of high school is even bigger, and the sound of the blade swinging is scary. The movements carved out of a mold have obviously been rehearsed tens of thousands of times, which is enough to represent the highest level of the school.

In the second year of high school, the individual advantages are prominent, and each has its own advantages.

In the next stage, the speed on both sides will be significantly accelerated. The wrist-cutting flower will break up and point the knife.The whirlwind feet on both sides take off at the same height, and then take the horse step to hide the knife, raise the left hand high, and hold the knife in the right hand on the left chest side, and the standing skills are in place.

Luo Qiang gradually smiled. "Old Guo, do you think my students are not bad? There are so many of them against you, and you won't lose at all."

"Yes, your student is very courageous!" Guo Fei smiled and nodded.

When Luo Qiang saw his smile, he knew that he hadn't held his fart well, and there must be a big move behind him.

The two sides of the ground mat have entered the parallel step cutting knife, and the six knife techniques that must be displayed in the knife technique routine are all necessary.The head-wrapping knife, the wrist-cutting flower, the knife, the lunge and the knife collapse, set.

The tip of the knife was stretched like a steel string and stopped under each student's chin, about 1 centimeter.

At this moment, the third year of senior high school suddenly changed the formation, from 5 people side by side to 5 star array, each person occupies a corner, hangs the knife on the left, and lifts the knife on the upper step, the synchronization is as if one person.The momentum opened up and the momentum rose.

In the second year of high school, it was still Jianxiuhua who broke up and stabbed the knife, and then put the knife back on her body, facing the formation alone, and the momentum weakened.

Pulling out with a knife and stabbing it in a wrong step, three boys wearing Chongde's short-sleeved school uniform stepped on the floor mat of the second year of high school, with a knife wrapped around their wrists, and a wild "Wu" behind their backs.

The group of students immediately erupted in exclamations and screams. Guo Fei took a closer look at the new reversal of the game that Guo Fei thought was a sure win.

"Lao Luo, what do you mean?" Guo Fei pointed at the second-year high school student on the mat, "Hiding a hand behind my back, right?"

Luo Qiang was also kept in the dark. He didn't see how Fucheng, Qiu Li, and Qing Rang got up, but he still said, "You think you're the only one who hides the knife with a smile? Watch carefully."

Jiang Bai heard someone coming.

It was only when he pushed the knife back that he saw Qing Rang standing next to him. Qing Rang retreated again, and he saw Fu Cheng.Xiaoyuancun, with dimples in her smile, and a hole in her left ear.

"What are you doing here?" Jiang Bai said, while stepping down the knife.

Fucheng also stepped down to intercept, and Jiang Bai mirrored each other, with the knife in his left hand. "I will accompany you!"

Jiang Bai didn't answer, he slashed left and right in the air, stepped in and cut the knife, and then turned around with Yundao in a stunning way.Unusual applause erupted around him, overshadowing the sound of knives from the nine people on both sides.

Luo Qiang stroked his chin and smiled. He had always been worried that no one would be able to cooperate with Jiang Bai. It turned out that this person was hiding under his nose, not just one, but three.

The opposite high school dance formation, the high school is a square team, double mirror.Fucheng and Qingrang can wield left-handed sabers, while Qiu Li and Jiang Bai are on the same side, and their steps and saber techniques are exactly the same.

Wrapping the head knife, pointing forward with the wrong knife, turning the left and right rounds and then turning the body round, turning the body back and connecting the rotating grid knife, and finally lunge to hide the knife and push the palm.

"Okay!" Luo Qiang took the lead in applauding and was also shocked.The four-person formation changed from rushing forward at the same time to one person rushing to a corner and attacking outwards. He seemed to have seen this formation before, and it looked like guarding the four sides.

Brave and fast, emotionally intense, dusty and galloping.The Yuejin Cloud Knife is like running water, and the blades are tightly entangled so that people can't help but sweat, and it's really wiped the neck if it's only half a centimeter closer.Even though he was only a high school student, he danced with a strong weapon routine, and the sword wins everything without pressing the sword.

The floating direction of the 4 pieces of red knife color seems to have been predicted, and the two are the same.

The opposite side also showed no weakness.

The scene turned into a team match between the senior three group and the senior two group. Fucheng knew what he was going to do next with his eyes closed.The rotor rotates 360 degrees, landing, and the whirlwind foot is 720 degrees, and the vertical fork is connected to the ground.Who said martial arts routine classes are all show-offs?This shelf is not comparable to that of ordinary people. Each movement has a unique code, which stipulates the difficulty and must be selected according to the landing method.

This is called a routine, and the martial arts are immortal.

Martial arts routine 353B+323C+4, flipped in the same direction at the same time, if one person is a second behind, he must be stabbed by the side.When they were young, their father and uncle took them to practice, one facing forward and one mirror, the elder brother was in front, and they were behind, slowly adding formations, and my father joked that this was called Fujia sword technique.The elder brother said, Qiu He is in his heart, never abandon and never leave, never change the green hills, never give up his responsibilities, Fujia Nanshi, united as one.

There was a strong wind behind him, and Jiang Bai sweated like rain.The wind of the knife pressed his steps and followed closely behind, the tiger's mouth was sharpened by the handle of the knife, and finally he cut his palm with a left empty step, and stepped together to close the momentum.

The saber technique routine is over, and martial arts virtues are like morality, so stop here.Jiang Bai clasped his fists and saluted to the opposite side, and followed closely behind him like the three people in the same row.

Fucheng led Qiu Li and Qing Rang to withdraw their knives, their chests heaving violently. 10 years ago, the senior brother took them to practice swordsmanship, shouting at each step, first benevolence and righteousness, then loyalty and bravery, when talking about weapons, don't seek victory.

This is what Jiang Bai told them, as long as they pick up martial arts equipment, no matter how strong their body skills are, they can't go over the weapons, and maximize the advantages of swords, guns, sticks and swords.

Now, they are still following the elder brother, Jiang Bai is fighting with others, which is equivalent to bringing the Fu family team to fight.One prospers all prospers one loses all ones loses, the brothers have one life, this is also what my father said.

"Good! Good job!" Luo Qiang applauded.The surrounding students started applauding as if they had just woken up from a dream. They had never seen such a formation.

The senior three group also received the knife, and the 5 people saluted at the same time but the expressions on their faces couldn't hold back. In terms of basic skills, both sides are not bad, and in terms of difficulty, it is obvious that the opponent won.

"Okay, Luo Qiang, when did you rehearse! Why didn't I know?" Guo Fei came over and asked the teacher, "If it weren't for the students discussing in private, I wouldn't know you kept this hand? Quickly teach, teach, don't be alone Carry it!"

"How can I teach this?" Luo Qiang waved his hand, "You can let your students come to learn the teacher in person. That's enough, let's leave after seeing the excitement. Remember the key points of sword skills in the future, but always be safe first! Let go! Come on, let's go."

The students gradually dispersed, Fucheng was overjoyed: "Brother, we won again! You..."

"Don't come here." Jiang Bai covered his left eye, his headache was like ice slag repeatedly crushing his optic nerve.After a set of sword skills is over, the 15-year-old Jiang Bai starts to make trouble, and there is bound to be him without me.Pain, anxiety, panic, shame, guilt... All kinds of things condensed into impulses, which made him unable to help but want to do it.

Qiu Li and Qing Rang threw their knives and ran over.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Fu Cheng took a step forward.

Jiang Bai swung the martial arts knife with his backhand, the handle of the knife turned in a circle in his hand and turned into a knife-stretching posture, and landed on Fucheng's shoulder again.

Fucheng didn't move, nor was he afraid, the blade rushed out, and the back of the blunt knife on his neck was no threat.

Jiang Bai moved his lips, wanting to say I'm sorry but also wanting to say that I didn't want to do anything.But is he really Jiang Bai?Why do my parents keep it from me, saying that I don't know how to use swords or sticks?

Then why did I do it again?Who did you learn from?Why did Fucheng Qiu Liqingrang do the same?

"Let me ask you." Jiang Bai put down the knife, "Did we know each other before? Do you know me?"

Qiu Li looked at Qingrang, and Qingrang looked at Fucheng.Fucheng didn't speak, a set of sword skills took a lot of physical strength, and his brain stopped spinning.

"I remember you." Jiang Bai asked further, putting his palm on the back of Fucheng's hand.

Fucheng didn't say a word, sweat dripped into his eyes one by one, and he couldn't see Jiang Bai's face clearly.

Jiang Bai opened his arms and hugged him.

Fucheng's eye circles were hot, and his throat was choked with pain.

"Did you remember the time of my accident?" Jiang Bai was cautious, "Am I Jiang Bai? Why does the king know you? Is your name tattooed? Is the person who happened to me?"

Fu Cheng didn't dare to say, his broad and thin shoulders began to tremble.

"That lion tail in Fu's class, your senior brother, is it me?" Jiang Bai asked again, "But why did I have an accident in January, did you remember wrongly?"

How could it be possible to remember wrongly, Fucheng did not dare to recall, on June 6th, the high school entrance examination was over.The senior brother said that he will come back after studying in Shenzhen for one year, and the student status is still in the local area, and he will come back in August.It was only two months away, and the senior brother didn't come back, and he walked away for 27 years.

"Why not?" There was a moment of hesitation on Fucheng's face, Jiang Bai stopped forcing him, there was a voice in his head all the time, someone called Brother Hiss, Brother Hiss, come quickly, Brother Hiss, I am afraid of heights.

He let go of Fucheng: "Forget it, I'll ask myself!"

"Brother!" Fu Cheng chased forward, but was stopped by Qiu Li and Qing Rang.

Qiu Li was also afraid, the scene of Jiang Bai's parents coming to the Lions Hall to pack things was vividly remembered. "Don't go, his parents... Let Jiang Bai ask them, you just pick it clean."

"Yes." Qing Rang said, "His parents won't do anything to Jiang Bai. It's not that you took the initiative to find him, and you didn't say anything. It's that Jiang Bai himself didn't forget...he remembers you."

Fucheng thought for a while, and nodded.

Jiang Bai rushed to the classroom, wanting to go home and ask why he went to Shenzhen, and which link was wrong.As a result, as soon as he ran back to class 3, Xu Jun was carrying his mint grass, and the two ran into each other face to face.

"What are you doing with my things?" Jiang Bai asked.

Xu Jun blushed with anger. "I'll leave it to Fu Yu. You danced happily with him and hugged him. Do you know how those people laughed at Fu Yu?"

"Give it back to me." Jiang Bai wanted to grab it.

"No!" Xu Jun saw through this wicked scumbag, "You fucking promised to give it to the person you like, but you didn't give it back. Fu Yu is your girlfriend, and you fucking keep cats in the classroom every day." Grass!"

"Give me back!"

"No!" Xu Jun became impatient after hearing the bad words, "I have to move to Fu Yu today! Or you can send it yourself! If you don't send it, you have a ghost in your heart!"

Jiang Bai grabbed Xu Jun's lapel. "What the hell am I doing? I can give my stuff to whoever I want!"

"Then you give it away!" Xu Jun staggered, "Don't think I can't beat you, I'm afraid the flower pot will be smashed! You have no ghosts in your heart, you like Fu Yu, then you give it away!"

Jiang Bai's fist was shaking and tightening.

"Send it!" Seeing him like this, Xu Jun guessed the answer, "You're the fucker! Give it away!"

The two pushed and shoved each other, bumped and dodged, no one hit the other, only heard a bang, the flower pot fell into several petals, and the soil with roots lay all on the ground.

"Xu Jun, I'm fucking your whole family!" Fu Cheng cursed at the back door, ran into the classroom and knelt down to hold the soil with both hands, "This fucking belongs to your father and me! You pay me!"