The First Strong Control In History

Yuan Xiaopang was walking on the street, his whole body seemed to lose color, and he muttered:

are you human?

No?

Are you a devil?

What's wrong with me, can't I change it!

Yuan Bei kicked him on the butt, and laughed and cursed: You talk too much!

What are you doing at home on weekends? Are you fattening up? Learning something now will benefit you in the future. Don't be like me, just a genius awakener with no talent!

Not promising!

Yuan Xiaopang: ...

Is this speaking human language?

Let me tell you that you are not human, don’t you believe me? !

Brother, have you grown up?

At this time, Yuan Xiaopang was good at making gestures, and couldn't help asking in doubt.

Well, it's a bit long.

Although there is no detailed measurement, his current height should be 1.8 meters. This made him annoyed for a while. After all, it is well known that 1.8 meters is three heads taller than 1.79 meters!

He is too tall, and it doesn't fit Yuan Bei's positioning of himself as weak.

Immediately, he glanced lightly at the little fat man whose eyeballs were rolling round and round with a treacherous face, and said lightly:

Okay, don't try to change the subject, if you dare to run today, you can use a wheelchair to run in the future.

Yuan Xiaopang: w(Д)w

No matter how much Yuan Xiaopang objected, after all, his arms couldn't twist his thighs, and a family of four lived in a family of three, so he had to listen even if he didn't listen.

Besides, Yuan Bei is really doing it for his own good. The so-called skills are not overwhelming. Who knows if luck will run out one day? It's better than him suffering from the second illness at home every day.

After asking the driver, the two soon came to the largest training center in Lake City, where there were a wide variety of programs listed in many categories.

From the training of awakened people to children's taekwondo, there is nothing that cannot be taught.

Of course, Yuan Bei didn't intend to enroll Yuan Xiaopang in tutoring classes. Learning this kind of thing really depends on self-consciousness...Forcibly adding negatives, the final result can only be negatives.

But interest can be cultivated.

As soon as I entered, a teacher came up and asked, Hi, do you both want to sign up?

No, he's the only one.

Yuan Bei waved his hand, pointed at Yuan Xiaopang and said.

The female teacher didn't care at all, she still introduced with a smile on her face:

Then look, is there anything you are interested in? Or do you want to enroll in some of our remedial classes? There is no second teacher in our Zhongtian training in the entire Lake City. Every teacher is hired with a high salary. Here, many children have attended our remedial classes, and finally got quite good results in the exam...

You know the champion of the last college entrance examination, right? They came from us. Even if they are awakened, we have cultivated several...

All right, all right!

Yuan Bei hurriedly stopped, or he was a teacher, and what this little mouth told him all the time was in the air, and he would have to pay for it immediately after listening to it.

What do you want him to learn?

The female teacher asked with a smile on her face.

Well…

Yuan Bei turned his head and glanced at Xiaopang who had no opinion, hesitated for a moment and asked, Do you have a class with a lot of girls?

It would be best if there were only two or three boys.

Well, girls should be cute, you know the second dimension? Just like the girls in anime.

Well, of course, it would be great if there was some physical contact during class.

Female teacher:? ? ?

She felt her smile froze a bit.

Suspiciously, he glanced back and forth between Yuan Bei and Yuan Xiaopang. This person... is he choosing a class for this child? How does it feel to be looking for a child bride here?

No matter how thick-skinned Yuan Bei was, it would be unbearable for people to look at him like a pervert. He quickly explained: My brother is a bit introverted. I want him to exercise.

Is it this kind of exercise?

But the teacher is a teacher after all, and her good education level still prevented her from saying something too abrupt. Instead, she thought for a while before saying:

Look, is ballet class okay?

...

In the end, when Yuan Xiaopang wanted to fight Yuan Bei desperately, the matter of the ballet class was still nothing.

In fact, Yuan Bei thinks about it too. Yuan Xiaopang's chubby figure is not to meet new friends, but to make people laugh...

It's fine for him to make jokes, but if you really want others to make fun of it, that's really not good.

This may be my brother!

In the end, after careful selection, with the recommendation of the female teacher and Yuan Xiaopang's own interest, Yuan Bei signed him up to three classes with a big wave of his hand. Spend every weekend to the fullest.

Thinking of this, Yuan Xiaopang couldn't help but shed tears of emotion.

But Yuan Bei was not such an unreasonable person, and allowed Yuan Xiaopang to enjoy his last empty weekend. Of course, the main reason was that the class would not start until next week.

A sketching class, an appreciating class, and a martial artist class requested by Yuan Xiaopang himself, which is commonly known as the Awakened Class.

On the contrary, Yuan Bei was a little surprised.

But a bit of pursuit is always good, at least he knows that he can't resist, he has done his psychological work first, the three classes are basically chosen by Yuan Xiaopang himself.

It also made Yuan Bei more or less relieved.

It's short, but it's been a long morning since we picked it up and asked some questions.

He took the mournful little fat man to lunch, and he sent Yuan Xiaopang back by taxi alone.

After checking the time, he turned around and took a taxi to Zhang Peng's house.

While walking halfway, Yuan Bei received a call from Zhang Peng.

The distance is not far.

After getting out of the car, Yuan Bei hurriedly walked towards Zhang Peng's house. Thinking about the consequences of being late, he couldn't help but go faster.

It is really a last resort.

Although she had already won the ticket to the official competition with the first place, but apart from the two-day rest at the beginning, Zhang Xiner had intensified all of a sudden in the past few days.

The intensity of the training was only worse than before. Even a tough man like Yuan Bei practiced every day until his whole body lost all strength.

This was the case when he was on the hook, not to mention Zhang Peng, his home was a training ground, and Zhang Xiner was also thinking about her younger brother, so she would pull him in from time to time to add a small stove or something.

Can Yan Huohuo not keep up?

Zhang Xiner's Ai's fists and Yan Huohuo's spurs formed a combination skill Ai's Second Kick. Zhang Peng hasn't stopped during this period of time.

However, the increase in strength can also be seen with the naked eye. At least now that Zhang Xiner is amplified, he can still fight back and forth for a while.

But Zhang Peng obviously couldn't bear it a little bit, with snot and tears

On the contrary, the time for formal joint training has become the time he looks forward to the most every day, and there are more or less two people who can help him share the attention...

Yuan Bei expressed high sympathy for what happened to Comrade Zhang Peng, but he still stood firmly on the side of Comrade Zhang Xiner.

Just thinking about it, the more Yuan Bei thought about it, the more he felt that this kind of operation looked familiar.

Or it can be said that being a sister and being a brother are almost the same in the world.

Ask for a ticket, the next chapter will be later.