Yuanshin: The sickly Leishen is in my class

After the prayer was over, Huang Xing glanced at Zhang Zikai.

"How? Have you thought of a solution?"

"what!"

Zhang Zikai was taken aback.

Lei Movie sat on the sofa, this time he did not turn on the TV, but held a book of junior high school mathematics and read it with relish.

Knowing that Huang Xing was asking himself, classmate Zhang shrugged and turned his head.

"It's better to kidnap my dad if you kidnap me. Really, it's hard for my incompetent son to convince my dad..."

You also know that you are not up to date... Huang Xing shrugged: "I don't care what you do, because this is your problem. I will see Ying's admission letter in three days."

"Three days!"

"A bit long?" Huang Xing thought for a while, "How many days?"

"Happy three days! Happy three days!" Zhang Zikai looked sad.

"very good."

"Also..." Zhang Zikai scratched his hair, "I seem to have thought of a good way..."

Lei Movie, who was reading a book, and Huang Xing, who was flipping through the system, looked at him at the same time, making him even more stressed.

"Let's hear it." Huang Xing said.

"Special student quota! Take the special senior student quota!" Zhang Zikai seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw.

"Special student?" Huang Xing and Lei Movie looked at each other.

He remembered that special talents were divided into two categories: art and sports, but what specialties could A Ying have?

"How about Ah Ying's painting? Have you ever studied with Huzhai Palace?"

Ray Movie shook his head.

"How was Akage's singing? Did you learn from Miko Chiyo later?"

Ray Movie shook his head.

"..."

What have you been doing for thousands of years...

It would be fine if I took the singing card exam, Huang Xing thought wildly, A Ying can forget about art for now, let's think about sports.

In terms of sports, she has a lot of specialties. After all, Lei Yingying is the body of a god, and she can definitely break the record by running casually. If she throws a shot put, she may be thrown into the clouds...

But it's so inelegant.

His Aying is more beautiful than the cherry blossoms on Narukajima in spring. This most noble body should not go...

Throw the shot put!

Or think of something else...

Zhang Zikai seemed to want to go with him, he said excitedly: "Fencing team! Let Miss Ying go to the fencing school team!"

Both Huang Xing and Ying looked at him.

Zhang Zikai continued: "Ms. Ying's swordsmanship is so good! She knocked down Lao Zhou's group of people in a few seconds, she is like a god. If she can show it in front of my dad, he will definitely satisfy any of your requirements." !"

"The school still has a fencing team?" Huang Xing asked.

"There used to be, but it's about to be abolished..."

Through Zhang Zikai's introduction, Huang Xing understood why he suggested Ying to join the fencing team.

The fencing team of Haizhou College used to be brilliant, but the qualifications of the students in the past few years are mediocre. The last time the competition was zero-blocked by the experimental school next door, it was almost impossible to enter the national competition. The school has already begun to consider abolishing the fencing team that wasted money.

Zhang Zikai's father used to be in charge of sports at the school, and he happened to be the one who founded the fencing team. Now Director Zhang hopes to have more say in the school. If Ying can bring honor to the fencing team, Director Zhang will definitely do his best for her Give the green light.

"Do you need me to learn your swordsmanship?" Lei Movie asked.

Huang Xing looked at Lei Movie, "Fencing in competitive sports is completely different."

If there is a kendo competition, it's almost the same.

But Lei Yingying shook his head, "The moves are just appearances, and excellent warriors can master them. Inazuma's naginata and sword skills are all based on me, and have been passed down to this day. As long as I think about it, I am afraid that no martial arts can defeat me."

"My Ah Ying is the most powerful!" Huang Xing smiled, and he admitted that he had intended to be aggressive just now.

He turned his gaze to Zhang Zikai again, with an expression of 'I'll leave this matter to you'.

Zhang Zikai patted his chest, feeling inexplicably concerned about this matter.

......

Two days later, Huang Xing was flipping through the fourth compulsory political course during class time, when Zhang Zikai rushed over from outside the classroom in a hurry.

"What is this guy doing here?" Zhou Yang was full of vigilance.

Zhang Zikai walked straight towards Huang Xing's seat, his agitated appearance attracted the attention of many students.

"You, get up!" He lowered his head and glared at Zhou Yang.

Zhou Yang sat in the empty seat next to Huang Xing, and he would come over to chatter every class, even if Huang Xing ignored him.

"What do you mean..."

Zhou Yang knew how powerful this guy was, but he didn't want to give up immediately, as everyone was watching.

Unexpectedly, Huang Xing patted him, "Student Zhang has something to do with me, Zhou Yang, give up your seat first."

"..."

Zhou Yang feels that there is no love in this world.

Zhang Zikai really came here for Ying's business. After Zhou Yang gave him his seat with a sad face, he leaned over and whispered:

"It's done! My dad arranged a trial training, and it's in the gymnasium. Hurry up and bring Miss Ying!"

Chapter 18

In the gymnasium of Haizhou College, the atmosphere today is different from usual.

On weekdays, this is a place for sweating and boring training, but today, the students in the sports department have a bit of a spectator mentality.

Whether they were practicing shooting or squatting on the ground to warm up, almost everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at the 14-meter-long kendo.

This idea of ​​having fun is particularly prominent in the eyes of the fencing team members.

A new female student came to the team, and she even named the team leader by name.

Although the captain of the school team is not outstanding in qualifications, he also represents the highest level in the school. The key is not to mention the hard work in training...

The captain is a man!

The disparity in physical strength between men and women has led to most sports events being divided into men's and women's competitions.

This new female student actually wants to challenge the male captain?

Is this a little too arrogant?

......

At this time, Huang Xing was making the final preparations before the game, and the sights from all directions did not bring him the slightest pressure.

"A total of three rounds, 3 minutes each..."

While talking, he was arranging Lei Movie's attire.

"You need to hit the torso, and you get one point for each sword hit. The person who gets fifteen points first wins..."

If the two have been deadlocked until the end of 9 minutes, and there are still no 15 points, then whoever has the highest score wins.

Of course, this rule is of no use to Lei Movie, and Huang Xing knows that she will end the game soon.

After tidying up his fencing clothes, Huang Xing handed her a slender steel sword, "It can only chop and stab, don't use any strange moves..."

"Hello!" The fencing team coach couldn't stand it anymore.

This is a middle-aged man with a strong body. He said with a cold face, "I didn't know the rules before the game? Are you kidding me? Playing me?"

He was dressing his student, the captain of the school team, and Shadow's next opponent.

The captain of the school team also didn't have a good face.

"No, no." Huang Xing smiled, "I'm just a nagging person, as a fencer, how could I not even understand the rules..."

That being said, in fact, the rules were only known by two people after checking the information overnight.

The two of them watched the video of the match overnight, and Ying was still puzzled by this kind of single-movement wrestling that poked each other with soft-looking swords...

In her words——I can't see the determination of both parties to fight to the death.

With Huang Xing's explanation, she realized that this was just a sport derived from sword duels on the premise of ensuring the safety of both parties.

She weighed the saber, the first time she came into contact with this strange weapon, she gestured to the air twice, the slender blade swayed back and forth.

The unprofessional actions made the coach and the captain even more angry.

In their eyes, Huang Xing and the others are people who don't respect the game or their opponents.

The school director came here specially and said it was a trial training, maybe it was to play games with a rich lady.

Huang Xing didn't know that Ying had already been branded as a "relationship household" and "second generation dude", so he was arranging Ying's mask.

"Don't be too exaggerated for a while, save a little face for others."

"Ah."

Huang Xing couldn't see Lei Yingying's expression clearly, but she should be serious.

It has nothing to do with the opponent, no matter who she is competing with, Lei Movie will remain absolutely serious, this is her ethics as a warrior.

"Okay, let's go."

"Ah."

Huang Xing looked at her with satisfaction. She was dressed in a white slim fencing suit, her graceful body curves were outlined, and the high neckline covering her fair neck gave her a heroic aura.

Even the blocked face is so pretty.

As expected of A Ying.

On the 14-meter-long sword path, both sides occupied one side, and Huang Xing saw Lei Yingying pose to meet the enemy.

Hold the sword in one hand, point the blade to the ground, look forward, and keep your back straight.

Like a lonely warrior facing thousands of troops in the setting sun.

He is familiar with Lei's movies, and he is very familiar with this atmosphere.

However, the middle-aged coach on the side sneered, "The postures are all wrong, it's just nonsense!"

Opposite Lei Movie, the captain of the school team faced the enemy in a completely different posture. He held a sword in one hand, bent his knees, and bent forward to make a tentative move.

This is indeed a standard action in fencing.

The captain's blade almost touched Lei Movie's torso, and the closest distance was less than ten centimeters.

This made Zhang Zikai, who was watching from the sidelines, sweat. He glanced to his side, where his father was watching the game expressionlessly.

You have to win...I've blown the bull out of my head, otherwise I'll be ashamed...

At this time, there was a burst of exclamation in the field.

Zhang Zikai hurriedly looked at it, and the scorer had changed to 1:0.

ha?What am I missing?Why is it one to zero?

Looking to the side again, Director Zhang's expressionless face suddenly became extremely surprised.

"So fast!"

"How fast!" was everyone's thought.

After the captain made another test just now, Lei Jianhua turned his body sideways and made a quick move. Many people didn't see it clearly, and the scorer rang.

The captains are all stupid.

Beneath the mask was a face of disbelief.