"This is a letter of participation, arrange the time in advance."

Old Man Lu smiled, his eyes flashing like a fox.

Martial arts are not a playful house. What can you learn without fighting or taking action?

A professional warrior who never leveles up on a single phone may not be able to beat a professional warrior with rich martial arts experience!

"kindness."

Fang Cheng hurriedly took the entry letter with red and black letters.

I saw a few big characters written on the front, with regular script font: Yunhai City Xiaomingzhu Cup Martial Arts Competition.

The lower right corner of the entry letter is marked: - Sponsored and sponsored by Hiltu Hotel.

Turn over the entry letter, and a few small lines on the back indicate the participation time, place of participation, name of participants, and some simple rules and agreement instructions.

Yes, January 12th.

The last subject examination for the school is January 10th.

Fang Cheng's thoughts turn:

I just finished the exam and adjusted my status for one day and participated in the competition.

This is the first time I have received a letter of participation.

Well, the contestant: Fang Cheng, tsk, I am also a warrior... and why do you feel weird?

When I saw this entry letter, why did I suddenly remember the college entrance examination admission ticket?!

……………………

Time flies in the blink of an eye, and it is January 10th.

After the morning exam, most students rushed back to the dormitory, picked up their packed luggage, and prepared to embark on the way home, or to the airport or to the train station.

The school is full of traffic, and there are many locals or students from surrounding cities, and their families are driving to pick them up.

After lunch, Fang Cheng walked back to the dormitory leisurely.

He was not in a hurry to go home, and he didn't feel that other classmates were eager to return home.

Moreover, I had already made an appointment with my master yesterday.

After packing my luggage today, Master will drive to pick me up at the door and have been living with Master in the past few days.

In fact, it was not far away. The independent villa was only more than four kilometers away from the school.

It's okay to run through this distance. With Fang Cheng's early-stage strength at the near-professional level, he won't be very tired.

But luggage is a problem.

When he went home during the winter vacation, Fang Cheng planned to carry his schoolbag and carry another box.

"Lao Fang, are you going home?"

When he returned to the dormitory room, Han Wenshi was the only one left. He was about to carry a schoolbag and go home. He turned his head and looked at Fang Cheng.

"Shitou, go home quickly. I won't go back now, stay here for two days."

Fang Cheng was in a bright mood.

The semester of the exam is over, there is no pressure, and in a few days I will usher in the first martial arts competition in my life.

"Haha, I'm still thinking about taking a taxi together. I bought the air ticket." Han Wenshi smiled, carried his schoolbag and hugged Fang Cheng: "Then I'll leave first, see you next year."

After saying that, Han Wenshi walked out of the room, opened the dormitory door, and walked down the stairs.

He had to hurry to the school gate to take a taxi. At this time, many people went home, and there were long queues for taxi rides.

Han Wenshi went downstairs in a few steps. He had few things to carry, so he brought a few items to change clothes.

"Why."

Fang Cheng looked at the empty dormitory and sighed softly, feeling a little inexplicably.

When school started, I was still a member of this dormitory and had a lot of fun together.

With the emergence of his own attributes, he embarked on the road of martial arts, became a teacher, practiced martial arts for five or six hours a day, and gradually got farther and farther away from the people in the dormitory.

In fact, the most fundamental reason is that Fang Cheng and them, or the school students, have no common topics.

Every day he focuses on how to practice martial arts, how to improve physical fitness, and how to better perform the 17th style of fire and explosive style.

Instead of whether a girl looks good, she needs a contact information and plays the game together.

Talk about girlfriends.

Since seeing Chen Wenting clearly, Fang Cheng has no mind and thoughts.

Suddenly, a strange thought passed by Fang Cheng's mind:

‘I should be better than Chu Zhongyuan now. He used me as a passerby and was too lazy to even look at me.

Half a year later...

Forget it, he is already twenty-one and is at the peak of the amateur level.”

Fang Cheng shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

My schoolbag and suitcase were packed yesterday and placed under the table.

Fang Cheng bent down and picked up his suitcase and carried his schoolbag.

He casually shook the box in his hand that was very heavy than ordinary people.

It was only more than twenty kilograms, and Fang Cheng curled his lips.

Put the box on the floor and take out the cell phone in the left pocket of the jeans.

Slide the screen to find the contact person "Master" in the address book and dialed it.

"Hey, Master, I've packed it up and arrived at the school gate in ten minutes... OK."

Fang Cheng hung up the phone and put his phone back into his pocket.

...

Han Wenshi looked at both sides.

There are so many people taking taxis at the school gate today. He is standing here. Seven or eight minutes have passed and has not yet grabbed a taxi.

Yes, you have to grab a taxi at this time.

But... you have to keep your demeanor.

Han Wenshi sighed slightly.

Suddenly he saw a beautiful face in his sight.

Hey, isn’t this the goddess Chen Wenting that Lao Fang mentioned when he started school? Why did she take a taxi here by herself? Isn’t Chu Zhongyuan her boyfriend?

When he went home during the winter vacation, he didn't give his girlfriend to him, so Han Wenshi curled his lips.

He also had to admit that Chen Wenting was indeed very beautiful, and she looked very eye-catching in the crowd as if she had a flash turned on.

Chen Wenting was very unhappy today.

After the exam, my boyfriend said he would send him to his home, but he said something suddenly happened.

She was very dissatisfied with Chu Zhongyuan, but she didn't complain on the phone, but instead comforted him that there would be many opportunities in the future.

Chen Wenting frowned slightly.

Alas, there is only one car at home.

My father has to have a meeting today, so he has no choice but to go home.

Looking at the twenty or so students next to him who were also waiting for the taxi, Chen Wenting smiled bitterly.

"Buzz! Buzz!"

A roar came from the end of the road.

Chen Wenting couldn't help but look over, her beautiful eyes lit up slightly.

This is an imported deep black GT supercar, which costs at least nine million to the bottom lane, and her heart stumbled.

This kind of supercar is rare in Yunhai City.

"Un~ Sisi."

The deep black gt sports car slowed down and stopped next to the road more than 20 meters away from the entrance of Yunhai University. It happened to be opposite the place where you were rented.

Looking across the road, you can clearly see the gorgeous black curves, exaggerated shapes, and the exquisite silver-white wheels.

"hiss."

Han Wenshi also took a breath. Although this car is not as good as all the assets of his family, it is almost the same.

He can't afford a luxury car of this level and can't even think about it.

The windows are covered with dark car masks, and the situation inside the car cannot be seen from the outside.
To be continued...