The beautiful figure in his vision was getting closer and closer. Fang Chengmai's moving legs trembled slightly, and the "bang bang" heartbeat echoed in his mind. He didn't know how to speak.

Suddenly, facing the ring, the beautiful and dignified Chen Wenting seemed to notice something, blinked and looked in Fang Cheng's direction, like two black pearls focusing on Fang Cheng's body.

At this time, the two were less than three meters apart.

"Uh..." Fang Cheng paused for a moment, and looked at the shiny big eyes and brain that suddenly fell apart.

But this is not a moment of dazedness. After taking two steps forward, my heart was like a weed and my heart beat like a drum.

"Hello, are you Chen Wenting? I am Fangcheng, the back desk of your back desk."

Fang Cheng, who pretended to be a little surprised, opened his mouth and forgot all the drafts he had made in advance.

After saying this, he regretted it and resisted the urge to cover his face, "My God, what is this saying..."

Chen Wenting was stunned for a moment, as if she was a little surprised: "Ah, it's you. I haven't heard of someone from our class coming to Yunda before, and I thought I was the only one."

As she said that, she glanced up and down at Fang Cheng, wearing street stall goods... Well, there was no watch on her wrist, and her family background was obviously very average.

Although Fang Cheng had good grades in high school, he was inconspicuous in the class and had no effect even after disappearing.

Fang Cheng? If he didn't say it, he might not remember the name himself.

What is he here? Chen Wenting raised her eyebrows slightly.

Fang Cheng was happy when he heard this. Thinking of Han Wenshi's teachings, he relaxed:

"Hehe, yes, Chen Wenting, you are a genius in our class. Well, everyone thought you would go to the Imperial Capital University, but I didn't expect that I would come to the sea of ​​clouds."

"Yes, I'm not a genius, I'm just amateur first-class. My family is in the sea of ​​clouds, so I'm here to go to school." Chen Wenting kept a smile, as if she was happy from the bottom of her heart.

"Oh." Fang Cheng touched his head.

Tianjiao describes the group of geniuses with excellent martial arts talent, but in Fang Cheng's heart, Chen Wenting is the genius, kindness, the daughter of the heaven.

"By the way, are you here to participate in the club selection?" Chen Wenting, who was praised in person, was in a good mood. She looked at Fang Cheng with beautiful eyes.

"No, no, I just come and have a look." Fang Cheng forced a smile.

My martial arts talent has been determined, and I have hardly made progress in my three years of practicing martial arts in junior high school. Not only Fang Cheng himself, but also his parents believe that he is not the martial arts master.

Chen Wenting blinked and knew that Fang Cheng in front of her should be talented in martial arts, so she changed the topic:

"Oh, oh, it's actually quite tiring to join the club. If you don't talk about this, which major are you in?"

"Well, accounting major, haha, the ratio of men and women is seriously out of order." Fang Cheng relaxed and spoke a lot more naturally.

"That's pretty good." Chen Wenting stretched out her hand and lifted away the hair that was covering her side cheeks.

Fang Cheng nodded, feeling very nervous but pretending to be casually on his face, and said casually:

"Old classmate Chen Wenting, you are not in the QQ group of our class. If you add a QQ, you will be able to bring you into the group. There are still a few classmates in Yunhai."

"Okay, then you add me QQ. I didn't bring my phone back and I'll add you. Remember to note, I don't add an unfamiliar number, qq number xxx." Chen Wenting didn't hesitate, and pointed to her martial arts uniform with a smile on her eyes.

"Okay." Fang Cheng was ecstatic, as if he had been drought and had a long time, the whole world was beautiful. He quickly took out his cell phone in his left trouser pocket, clicked on QQ, and searched for Chen Wenting's QQ number.

“Cool Cat?”

Fang Cheng twitched his mouth, and the style of this name was a little fresh.

"Well, that's it, what's wrong, isn't it cool?" Chen Wenting smiled, and Fang Cheng was stunned for a moment. This smile was dazzling.

"Yes, it's cool. Oh, by the way, are you joining a martial arts club? It's so amazing." Fang Cheng's heart gradually calmed down, and a happy joy surged from the bottom of his heart.

"Well... there is a friend from a club, so I'll join in the fun too." Chen Wenting waved his hand.

"and you……"

Before Fang Cheng could finish speaking, a boy in the blue and white martial arts uniform like Chen Wenting turned around and looked here: "Hehe sister-in-law, are you friends?"

"Oh... this is an ordinary classmate in my high school." Chen Wenting's pretty face turned red and she stomped her feet, as if she was a little shy.

"The moon is so ashamed to the flowers!" Looking at Chen Wenting who was so charming in front of her, Fang Cheng thought to himself, and suddenly he was stunned.

"Wait?! What did the man call her just now?"

A flower called admiration in Fang Cheng's heart seemed to be hit by hail, and it was so cold that it penetrated into his heart. Before he could bloom, he died.

He stared at Chen Wenting like a mechanical one.

"Sister-in-law, the club instructor is coming soon. You classmate..." The boy smiled and still called Chen Wenting that way. He glanced at Fang Cheng, with disdain in his eyes.

"Oh, Senior Liu Wu!" Chen Wenting rolled her eyes and her face became more and more blushing. It seemed that she was thinking that the instructor was coming, and the other party waved:

"Sir Fang Cheng, I'm sorry, we have to welcome the teacher later, so let's go back and contact us."

"Well, huh."

Fang Cheng's heart was cold, as if he had jumped into the lake in the deep winter. He pulled the corner of his mouth with difficulty, wanted to open his mouth and asked something, then bit his lip. Thinking of the gap between the two sides, he didn't say anything after all.

"Okay, come back and contact."

After saying that, he stuffed his phone into his left trouser pocket, Fang Cheng turned his foot with a stiff mechanical movement and walked towards the stands.

"Brother Liu, you, hey, when will the instructor come?" Seeing Fang Cheng turn and leave, Chen Wenting rubbed his delicate face and looked at Liu Wu and asked.

It was originally a good atmosphere for classmates to meet, but Liu Wu destroyed it in a few words.

Chen Wenting felt helpless.

She is indeed the girlfriend of Chu Zhongyuan, the leader of the martial arts club. Both families also know each other. The two have known each other since junior high school.

Liu Wu is a sophomore senior, and he is an important force in the martial arts club in the middle of the amateur level.

Chen Wenting couldn't say anything, but she was a little complaining.

To put it nicely, this kind of boy is an ordinary person, but to put it bluntly, is he a slinger boy. Would I fall in love with him?

Is Liu Wu's head full of muscles?

But she couldn't say this.

Because she is a good student, she is the goddess in the eyes of her classmates.

"Hey, the instructor must be with Brother Chu, I guess he's coming soon." Liu Wu, who was nearly 1.9 meters tall, smiled and looked at Fang Cheng who was walking towards the stands. His voice increased significantly:

"Hey sister-in-law, Brother Chu is not here, so some garbage hangings come up, tsk."

"Brother Liu, stop talking." Chen Wenting gave Liu Wu a blank look and looked at Fang Cheng's leaving back, "It's just an ordinary classmate, what do you think of it?"

"Haha, sister-in-law, I'm not doing it for you and Brother Chu, and there's also something that can't join the martial arts club..."

Liu Wu, who was nearly 1.9 meters tall, seemed to be smiling at Chen Wenting with a smile on his face.

Although Fang Cheng has no talent in martial arts practice, he has been in good health since childhood, and can be described as smart ears and eyes.

Hearing these heart-wrenching words.

Fang Cheng felt that his originally nervous, happy, and excited mood plummeted, as if he had fallen hard from the sky to the ground.

The young and ignorant secret love was torn apart by someone, shattered into pieces and thrown on the ground.

Embarrassing! Embarrassing!

Fang Cheng's head was buzzing. When he turned around and left, he couldn't refute what Liu Wu said. He even turned his head and said harshly: "Don't bully the young man poor!"

Because Liu Wu said it was right.

He walked step by step towards the seat in the stands, and the noise in front of him seemed to have become smaller.

The saddest thing about a secret love is not that there is no result, but that it is torn apart when it seems that the signs are revealed. What makes him even more humiliated is Liu Wu's disdain and contempt.

"Garbage, garbage small pendant."

These words kept overlapping and surrounding Fang Cheng's ears.

Fang Cheng himself knew that he was not that kind of talent elite. If he could get into Yunhai University, he was lucky to have smoke from his ancestral grave.

He raised his legs silently, took a few deep breaths, and barely smiled.

Fang Cheng didn't want his good friends to know that he was extremely embarrassed and embarrassed.

At this time, more than half of the people were already sitting in the third row.

The seat chosen by Han Wenshi was just right next to it. Fang Cheng walked to the seat, stretched out his waist, and sat down as if he was relaxed: "Shitou, I'm going to get to the QQ number."

"Yes, that's pretty good. When you first came back, you didn't look very good." Han Wenshi congratulated him first, then frowned, and said carefully, "Is that man telling you what he said?"

I'll do it, the stone is so keen to observe.

"Huh? No, I didn't say anything..." Fang Cheng reluctantly pulled the corner of his mouth and said.

Although Han Wenshi likes to talk and tease, he can also detect Fang Cheng's abnormality at this time, clapped his hands and changed the topic:

"Oh, brother Fang Cheng, aren't you going to get to the QQ account? You have already taken the first step to success. Look at me, how many girls have I chased from the first grade of junior high school to now. It's not possible without the indomitable spirit!"

"You must be thick-skinned after chasing girls..." Han Wenshi slowly started talking.

"Stop, let's look at the selection of martial arts clubs today, let's not talk about these." Fang Zheng sat upright, coughed, and looked around: "There are many people today, and it seems that there are many new students."

"Damn... your topic is too stiff." Han Wenshi looked speechless and raised his eyebrows, "How do you know that there are many new students?"

"Didn't you tell me that those who are darker in their skin are just after military training and are new students."

Looking at Fang Cheng, who had a natural expression on his face, Han Wenshi was stunned: "What's the point of observing you? It's OK."

"That's right, I'm a man with a strong military power. I can see all the things I see and hear from all directions, and I'm all the small cases." Fang Zheng waved his hand, as if all the unhappiness just now had been thrown away.

Han Wenshi nodded:
Chapter completed!