455: C455 And Then He Met Ren Xing Er

C455 And Then He Met Ren Xing Er

Bao Dalei shook his head and said, "I will only take a ladle of Weak Water for 3,000 RMB. Yuan Yuan and Senior Sister are the love of my life."

"Boss, what do you think we should do if we don't get a city after graduating?" Shi Zhongyu said worriedly.

Han Qiang took out a stack of business cards with his phone number and call number printed in his backpack and gave each of his brothers a card. "Take my business card and call me after graduation. I'll arrange jobs for you in whichever city you want to go to. I'll arrange marriage rooms and sports cars for you. "

Ordinary said weakly: "From the tone of our boss, it seems like he wants to leave us?"

Han Qiang said frankly, "I didn't think about some things before coming here to school. Now that the problem has been completely resolved, there is no need to stay here any longer. After the Martial Arts Competition of the club on September 3rd, I will say goodbye to everyone. "

Hou Wu said with a sad face, "Actually, when we drank last night and found out who the boss was, we already knew that such a day would come. I didn't expect it to come so suddenly. It's so hard to accept."

"The world is only so big. If there's anything, just call me. It was only a matter of a dozen hours on a plane, so there was no need to be so sad. Hurry up and get dressed in military training attire. Otherwise, Yaksha King will not let us go." Han Qiang said with a smile.

"F * ck! We still have six minutes to gather. Hurry up and take action!" Shi Zhongyu was the first to jump up and hurriedly put on his clothes.

The brothers from 507 put on their military uniform and ran downstairs. Just as they stood in the line, Yaksha King came.

Seeing her huge body rapidly approaching, the hearts of the students from the 94th Sports Department's Martial Arts Department jumped to their throats.

Wang Ye looked at the students' expressions in satisfaction. He took out a roster and said, "Next, I will announce the class arrangements. Class one, Li Guoliang, Xie Hong..."

Han Qiang roughly counted. There were a total of ten classes under Wang Ye's Martial Arts Department. Each class had a standard of forty people. It was unknown whether the school did it on purpose or what was going on. The ratio of boys and girls in each class was 1: 1. The 507 Calabash Brothers were assigned to the Sports Department's Martial Arts Class 5.

In addition, the Martial Arts Department had a total of 20 counselors like Wang Ye. According to the same scale, there were at least 8,000 new students in Canglang Normal University's Martial Arts Department this year. This scale was even comparable to the number of new students in some schools in a single year.

After Yaksha King finished the class arrangement, she said, "The first person in each class just now was the class monitor, and the second person was the secretary of the group branch. The third was the sports clerk, and the fourth was the Arts and Culture committee member. The fifth is a promotional committee member, and the sixth is a living committee member. The seventh one was the vice class monitor. Now, the class monitor will lead the class and lead the students to the field for military training. The military training instructor will meet you in half an hour."

Bao Dalei looked at the seven roommates with a strange expression. Finally, his gaze landed on Han Qiang. "Boss has found someone to do work, right?"

"What kind of work did I do?" Han Qiang asked, puzzled.

Bao Dalei pointed at the people around him. "The seven of us in our dormitory took up all the positions of Class 5 cadres."

Han Qiang secretly pointed at Yaksha King. "Brothers, I bet that our counselor must have found it troublesome to choose the cadres one by one. That's why he read the name list. Otherwise, have you seen anyone announce the names of the cadres in the class according to the roll call sequence? "

" Damn it! It really is what the boss said!" Dynasty scratched his head emotionally.

The few of them were good grades. In the past, when they went to high school to choose a student council member, they would have to think about it for a long time. For example, this counselor only needed to say a few words to announce that there were ten class committee members. He was really the only one.

Han Qiang, who had inexplicably become the class monitor, organized forty students from his class and formed a line. When he was about to head to the designated location of the sports field, he suddenly found a familiar figure in the line of the class.

Ren Xing'er was chatting with the female classmate in the same dormitory when she suddenly felt someone looking at her. She looked up and could not help but say in surprise, "Mr Qiang is also here to study?"

The female classmate wearing glasses secretly retorted at her, "Silly sister, you know the class monitor?"

"Oh? Mr Qiang is the class monitor of class five?" Ren Xing'er said in surprise.

Han Qiang smiled happily. "I didn't expect this to be such a coincidence. I met you here after we parted in the capital. After the military training, I'll treat you to a meal."

"Okay, okay..."

Ren Xing'er's beautiful eyes sparkled as she clapped her hands. Suddenly thinking of something, she said with some bitterness, "Mr Qiang, let's not meet in private. Otherwise, it will bring you a lot of trouble."

"Big trouble? Is there anyone harassing you?" Han Qiang frowned.

Ren Xing'er shook her head with a bitter smile. "Mr Qiang, don't ask. You will know soon."

Han Qiang frowned. Before he could say anything, he felt a killing intent lock onto him. He quickly looked up and saw Yaksha King, the counselor, looking at him with an unfriendly expression not far away.

"Strange. Young Master Loong asked her to pay attention to me. Why are you looking at me like that?" Han Qiang scratched his head in confusion.2

Yaksha King saw that he did not continue talking to Ren Xing'er and her expression became a little better. She brought the ten tutors to the field.

The other tutors' students also entered the field one after another. There were a total of eight thousand students, filling up the huge stadium.

The head of the sports department's martial arts department brought along a company of two hundred soldiers wearing camouflage uniforms. He made a short and enthusiastic speech, welcoming the new students to join his department. Through the upcoming military training, a rich and colorful university life was opened.

Han Qiang was very familiar with the opening speech, and he did not listen carefully. In his heart, he was wondering how he could make a breakthrough by participating in the club's martial arts competition and become a genuine grand master of traditional martial arts. Once he reached this standard, he would be able to deal with Monica and the Kenny family.

After dealing with these two matters, he would not have any burdens. He would bring Ms Wen, Na Ms Na, and the beauties who were willing to stay by his side. They would either travel the world or live in seclusion in the beautiful mountain villa.

While Han Qiang was immersed in his thoughts, the director of the martial arts department pointed at the more than 200 soldiers beside him. He said in a clear voice, "According to the characteristics of our school, every year, the military will choose the special forces with strong combat ability from the army. As your military training instructor, is there any student who wants to spar with the instructor?"

Except for a few people, the 94th batch of new students below the stage shook their heads like a rattle drum.

The commander of the military training camp, who was leading the battalion, said with a smile, "Students, don't feel pressured. It's just a friendly spar. I won't kill you. If you're willing to spar, stay where you are. Those who aren't willing to spar, gather in a dense formation behind us. "

Before he finished speaking, the students ran back like a swarm of bees. There was only the stunned Han Qiang on the huge sports field, and six new students who were extremely confident in their own martial arts stayed where they were.

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