34: C34 Taekwondo Contest

C34 Taekwondo Contest

"A heartless man! He usually looks honest, but I didn't expect to be on two ships!" A girl with small eyes and thin lips commented.

"None of you should know! At the same time, he is also pursuing Yu Qianqian! It is that fox girl from Grade 12 Class 9, the social butterfly!"

A chubby girl beside her started to add fuel to the fire. She knew very well that a senior who had a good relationship with her was in the same class as Shen Qingfeng.

"Ah? That kind of person also wants to chase after him. It seems like this Shen Qingfeng isn't a good person either. He really knows his face but doesn't know his heart!"

...

Shen Qingfeng's hearing was very good. He heard all the gossip of the girls around him, and his face darkened.

What did he do? Was he already depicted as someone who stood on three ships?

Zhou Peihan, on the other hand, was calm and composed. She ignored the gazes of the people around her. There was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth. From time to time, she sized him up. She seemed to be in a good mood.

After returning to the classroom, it was another boring afternoon.

Shen Qingfeng closed his eyes and concentrated like an old monk meditating. However, the classroom was not suitable to enter a state of cultivation.

This was the city center, the Spiritual Qi was so low that it made one's hair stand on end. Even cultivating was a drop in the bucket.

At noon when school was about to end, a beautiful figure appeared in front of the classroom door in advance and recruited him.

Jiang Muwan wore a white cotton T-shirt, white shorts, and two pairs of smooth thighs that made one fantasize.

She wore a black baseball cap on her head and a ponytail. She was young and invincible.

"Silly, we haven't seen each other for a few days. Where did you run off to? You haven't taken me to school lately. Hmph!" Two pink fists landed on Shen Qingfeng's chest, but he didn't use much strength.

" I've been very busy recently! I am busy with serious business. I am busy treating the patient. I just cured an old man."

He had a calm look on his face. Combined with his extraordinary temperament, he really did look like that.

"Oh? Young Master Shen is quite amazing. I didn't expect his medical skills to be so brilliant!"

"The fact that he could help the world by hanging a pot is indeed the style of our generation. We should naturally abide by it. Young lady, you are flattering me."

"By the way, do you want to come over and help? I will give you a salary. How about three steamed buns a day?"

Shen Qingfeng looked at her with an evil smile. He hated Jiang Muwan so much that her teeth itched. She wanted to bite him!

"Get lost! I'm warning you, if you don't take me to school next time, you will see!" Jiang Muwan clenched her fist and warned.

The two of them went to the restaurant to eat together and then took a walk around the campus. The boy had an otherworldly temperament and the girl was lively and cute. They were like a pair of celestial couple that made everyone envious.

"Oh right, my mom said she wanted you to have a meal sometime, are you free recently?"

"Sure! I haven't tasted Auntie's cooking for a long time... "

Jiang Muwan's eyes were full of stars. Auntie Yang's cooking skills were definitely at the level of a chef. She could easily make a big table of good dishes. It was much better than a five-star hotel!

"When are we going?"

"When..." Jiang Muwan suddenly thought of something and her face instantly collapsed.

"I don't have time to go recently! Every day after school, my elder sister has to tutor me with my homework. Recently, my management has been very strict. I have to be locked up at home during the weekends, wuwu..."

When she thought of her elder sister's dignity, Jiang Muwan shrugged her head and looked depressed.

" But it is only for this period of time. The next time we sprint after the exam, we will be completely free! "

"Indeed learning is important. Then let's wait until the exam is over before going! Which university do you want to enroll in?" Shen Qingfeng nodded and did not continue the topic.

"I never thought about that. It might be the Yanjing University! After all, sister is over there." Jiang Muwan said in an innocent voice.

" What about you? Have you thought about what school you want to enroll in?"

"There's no school that I really want to enroll in. How about I enroll in the same university as you?"

He said indifferently. After all, he didn't expect to learn anything from a university. As long as he could take a leave of absence, it was fine. He had to go out and look for cultivation resources.

"You want to enroll in the same university as me..."

When Jiang Muwan heard this sentence, she cast a glance at him and her cheeks turned red.

To enroll in the same university, such romantic words, could it be considered a confession?

"Then you have to work hard!"

"Don't worry! I won't lose out to a fake kid like you." Shen Qingfeng said affirmatively.

"Go to hell! Arrogant ghost!"

...

The two of them walked aimlessly, and unknowingly, they arrived near the Taekwondo club. They discovered that a lot of first-year and second-year students were lining up and charging inside, like crazy fans who were chasing celebrities at the concert.

"What's the matter? It's so lively!" Jiang Muwan rolled her black eyes. She pulled Shen Qingfeng's arm and followed them inside.

The afternoon break was quite long and there was still more than an hour before class. She was worried that there was no place to pass the time.

"Taekwondo... When did you become interested in fighting? If you want to learn, I can teach you! "

Shen Qingfeng looked at the girl beside him and could not help but have some ideas.

In the memories of the War God, there were countless top cultivation methods, among which there were those suitable for girls to cultivate. If she was interested, he could pull her into the path of cultivation.

"Tch! Do you think I am the same as you, that I like to play around so much? As a girl, I don't want to learn those things!"

Jiang Muwan rolled her eyes at Shen Qingfeng. She had been immune to things like martial arts since she was young. She would sweat all over her body every now and then. It was so dirty that she would not touch it!

Hearing the young girl's words, Shen Qingfeng could not help but smile.

He wouldn't force her. In the path of cultivation, every step she took would lead to life and death. If she didn't cultivate, she might be able to obtain happiness!

"Have you heard? The third year senior, Ang Zihao, and the second year senior, Han Yichen, had a duel! Both of them are my male gods! I'm so excited, so excited..."

" Ang Zihao is the president of the Taekwondo Association, and Han Yichen is the president of the freestyle fighting association. I wonder which one is stronger? "

"Of course it's Ang Zihao! Ang Zihao is a red disciple. He is handsome and has even won the national martial arts championship!"

"Cheh! My Han Yichen is not bad either, okay?"

"Stop arguing, hurry up and leave! There should be no more seats in a while!"

...

Along the way, a group of girls chattered as they walked over. Through their gossip, Shen Qingfeng found out that a competition was about to be held at the Taekwondo club.

Ang Zihao and Han Yichen were both influential people in the Halo. Whether it was their background or personal quality, they were the best in the school.0

One of them had a red background, and was a legitimate third generation member. The other one was said to have a father working in a province, and his background was also not to be underestimated.

The two of them had a bright image and were very good-looking. Even in a high school in the Halo, they had gained a bunch of fans.

This competition was not publicized, but it had already been blocked by the enthusiastic senior sisters and junior sisters. From this, it could be seen that the two of them had extraordinary influence!

"Hurry up, we'll catch up too!"

Jiang Muwan's eyes lit up. Her character was a bit like a tomboy, and she liked to pull Shen Qingfeng around to join in the fun.

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