"Beauty! Come to the art exam. Do you want to know about fitness yoga?"
As she spoke, Yourong pushed the leaflet into the hands of the examinees waiting in line at the gate of the Jianghu Arts School, and finally sent out the last leaflet.
She walked at a brisk pace to a sign in desk that said "No Women's Fitness Club".
Hold your head high: "Mom! How about it? I said that you must remember to bring leaflets with you if you want to take the exam or not. After a while, it will be a Beijing store to increase its performance. Sure enough, students in art schools care most about body management!"
"Stop talking nonsense. After you have handed out the leaflets, please help me to get the membership for the customer. Don't you see that I am too busy?"
Yourong looks in the direction her mother said
There has been a long queue in front of the sign in desk, waiting to register members.
"So many people? Where are my father and my brother? Why don't they help before the exam starts?"
Zhan's mother pointed to a group of female parents in the outermost circle outside the school: "Where is your father soliciting customers? Haven't you seen that you are surrounded by the big mothers accompanying you for the exam?"
He pointed to another place and said, "Your brother said he wanted to explore his way before the exam. Let's not wait for him."
"Exploring the way? Unexpectedly, this guy is very stable without repairing!"
You Rong looked around and said, "Where did he enter the school? Didn't you let him in without calling his name?"
"He said he would go up and have a look."
"Up there? The boy can't climb over the wall, can he? But he is afraid of heights! His 186 sub stations are dizzy on the ground! The whole family bought the train ticket because he was afraid of taking the plane during this examination in Beijing..."
Let's face it!!
This elder sister... She really talks a lot
He's afraid of heights?! Hehe, that's impossible!
In the tree!
If you don't fix up and sit on the highest tree, you can hear it clearly.
From a high place, he saw that the crowd at the gate of the Jianghu Art School was swarming, watching and listening. No matter the examinee, the media, or the parents, every move could not escape his eyes and ears!
He couldn't help feeling pleased that he had come to the right place!
After all, it took half a month to make an online strategy before I decided to come here!
As a Great Xia, it's natural to choose the right way to appear when wandering the Jianghu.
So he used his past experience to select several art schools in Beijing as alternatives. Among the many art schools in Beijing, Jianghu art schools have the best resources, and their names also match his temperament.
Unfortunately, the owner of his body is really bad at literature and martial arts... It's a defective product. He has been exercising hard for half a month, and occasionally he will dislocate his arm
However, fortunately, he took advantage of the equipment in the gym and his profound martial arts attainments.
Although he can only recover 0.0001% of his previous skill, climbing trees and climbing walls is too trivial!
Now he is sitting so high, just to see how the exam is going in the opposite teaching building.
Know yourself, know your enemy and win every battle!
This homework must be done before the Great Xia fights!
however.....
Those who took the exam were all charlatans... and the ratio of men to women was also a little out of balance.
The people in the examination room are either humming and hawing about the hand and foot dance, or they are talking to themselves and not talking to others
Hehe, I know from the reaction of the examiners that their qualifications are too poor
None of these people can fight!
In his proud effort, two people's voices under the tree were screened by his sensitive ears.
A boy with golden hair and red lips painted with smoke is at the end of the line. He is pointing to the home stall where a boy with dark hair and dark skin is somewhat strong
"Alas? Wubo, look! Are those the parents of Zhan Buxiu? And his sister!"
"Did I make a mistake when I went there? The advertisements for his gym hit the school gate? Didn't they get kicked away?"
"It's said that the headmaster is also a regular customer of his family's fitness chain, and he also spoke for him... doesn't your family also have a fitness chain? Why didn't he say he would set up a stand at the school gate?" said Jin Mao, with a sardonic smile on his face.
Wu Bo's mouth curled and his eyes rolled up: "Can my family be the same as his family? Then my parents won't bother to humiliate me! But Chahu... isn't your father the examiner in the afternoon? How is the arrangement?"
Chahu raised his chin arrogantly: "My father, hehe, my father is helping us operate today for the sake of our stability!"
Then Chahu pointed to a middle-aged fat man, "Look! My father, isn't this coming?"
The fat middle-aged man passed through the crowd and just saw Zhanbei, who was soliciting customers. Instead of entering the school, he went to Zhanbei.
"Senior Brother Zhan Beida! It seems that you are all right!"
Zhan Beiyi stopped smiling at other female parents when he heard the voice of others. He turned serious and gloomy, like an overbearing president, and squinted up and down at the man.
"Oh? Third Martial Brother Zhaji! You don't look less fat!"
"I can't help it. Since I don't do martial arts and concentrate on film and television production, I haven't drunk less wine. It's like a senior brother, friend of women!"
"Friends of women don't deserve to be friends. It doesn't take much effort. Let's compete with each other when we have time! Practice!"
"I'm afraid that you and I are powerless... The world has changed a long time ago. It's better to give this job to younger generation!"
"Good! Does your son also come to the art exam? It's the school he applied for!"
"Yeah? It seems that the son of elder martial brother is also ignorant and wants to be a star?!"
"You also said so? It seems that the younger martial brother's son is half a dozen! If he doesn't become a martial artist, he will be a waste!"
"Elder martial brother, this is not true. My son has my father, which is his resource!"
"My son is as handsome as I am, and his aptitude is also good!"
"Oh? It's really like you said, Younger Martial Brother, I'm going to see something! After all, I'm also the examiner this afternoon!"
"Good! Wow, ha, ha, ha..."
Buxiu looked at the two middle-aged parents fighting in the tree. They were familiar with each other.
It seems that before the battle in the Jianghu, all the major sects started fighting like this
It's just that, unlike the two goods in front of us, what we push is our own smashing
Suddenly, he didn't mend his mind. He remembered how familiar these three people were!
Wu Bo is a bully in the alley.
When he was beaten in the war that day, what he said inside and outside were all scum of the school.
Chahuna's little yellow hair was also watching.
They ran away after they lost consciousness after fighting.
And this gives Buxiu the chance of rebirth
Ling Buxiu, who is surnamed Wu and Zha, has some impression. Isn't it just his remaining three disciples who are still alive "fighting... Wu... Zha..."?!
It seems that the spy who opened his mouth with Zhan Bei is also the offspring of the generation he ordered not to repair the sect!
And the golden hair Chahu and Cuntou Wubo are his 39th generation disciples and grandchildren?!
Oh, I'm so angry!
The school is unlucky!
The anger of Zhan is enough for him to be unfilial!
The descendants of Wu Shi and Zha Shi, the rebels, were the 39th generation of Sundang, who beat him when he was born again?!
It's a bit difficult to sit here without repairing in the tree. His fists and his heart are thirsty!
So he jumped to the ground
Steady! Not in vain! The ground is stable!
"Bang!"
Don't fix it. I'm so complacent about my whereabouts that I was knocked down by a private car at the school gate
At this time, a red glow came down from the driver's seat of the private car and slowly came to the standing car.
"Are you all right? Where did you fall from? I didn't see it! Sorry, I just got my driver's license test... I don't know if it depends on the sky!"
