133: C133 Xiao Lu's Skills

C133 Xiao Lu's Skills

"It was 12.59 minutes and 10 seconds when I entered the Jianghua. When I walked in front of you, it was 59 minutes and 32 seconds. Do you think I'm late? As for whether I can compensate you for these few minutes, I don't know. I only know that... Ever since I came in, you guys have been the ones who kept pushing me. If you want to pay, you should pay."

After saying that coldly, Meng Ran slowly swept his gaze across the dumbstruck crowd. Then, he swallowed the last piece of egg pancake in his hand and lightly stepped on the ground.

Under the incredulous gazes of the crowd, six boxes of mineral water actually leaped into the air. Then, like a stack of arhats, they neatly stacked on Meng Ran's palm.

Meng Ran held the half a body taller mineral water in his left hand and casually asked Zhang Wei, who was beside him, "Where do you want the mineral water?"

Zhang Wei was stunned. When he heard Meng Ran call him, he answered reflexively. "Next to the stage of the sports field."

"Oh, thank you." Meng Ran nodded his head, then with one hand holding the six boxes of mineral water stacked together, he leisurely walked towards the field.

As for the student unions in suits, they didn't even bother to look at him.

"This box of mineral water is at least 20 kilograms. These six boxes are more than 100 kilograms!" Looking at Meng Ran leaving in a carefree manner, Zhang Wei said in a slow voice.

"My God, isn't this guy's health not good? Didn't he not even attend the physical education class? He seems to be a herculean man! "

Zhang Wei shivered all over, then ran towards Meng Ran and shouted, "boss, wait for me! I will lead the way for you!"

At this moment, whether it was Wang Xiaofu, Zhao Zheng, or the members of the student union, all of their faces were ashen and they did not say a word. Their eyes were complicated as they stared at the figure holding six boxes of mineral water.

Fight with him? He was able to lift something that weighed more than a hundred kilograms with one hand. Wasn't this courting death?

To reason with him? It seemed like what he said was completely reasonable. There was nothing wrong with it...

At this moment, this group of arrogant and domineering student union members were defeated in front of Meng Ran.

Zhao Zheng secretly sized up Wang Xiaofu who had a look of unwillingness on her face and asked in a low voice, "Sister Xiao Fu, are you going to let him go just like that?"

Wang Xiaofu coldly glanced at her left and right arms and said sarcastically, "Such audacity. He doesn't even put our student union in his eyes. If we can't teach him a good lesson this time... Doesn't that mean he won't even put the school's teachers in his eyes in the future? "

Seeing that Wang Xiaofu did not give up, Zhao Zheng hesitated again and again and still said, "But we can't do anything to him."

"Don't worry, someone will take care of him."

The person Wang Xiaofu talked about was naturally the Martial Arts Academy's Tiangang Liu Haoyu. Wang Xiaofu had taken out her phone and sent a message to Faang Qing, urging them to come earlier.

If Wang Xiaofu knew that her biggest reliance was not a single punch from Meng Ran, what would she think if she thought that the pushover she could casually knead was actually a fierce tiger?

...

On the other side, the playground of Jianghua Private High School was a typical green field.

In the middle was the Grassi lawn used for football, and the outer layer was a standard 400m track made of plastic.

The sports field was surrounded by stone steps made of stone. When the school sports meet was held, the surrounding stone steps were filled with people, and shouts shook the sky.

On the opposite side of the track was a high platform made of porcelain bricks. At the highest point of the high platform, there was even a red background couplet. It was written: Welcome disciples from the Central Emperor Martial Arts Academy to our school for an exchange performance.

The volunteers were also placed in the four corners of the platform, and there were also various stage props that cooperated with the disciples of Martial Arts Academy.

For example, there were knives, spears, staffs and other things that attracted the most attention. At the front of the stage, there were two red leather drums. They were as thick as water tanks and had the height of an adult's chest. They were mighty, majestic, and had an extraordinary aura.

"boss, sit down."

Zhang Wei, who had long hair, handed a chair to Meng Ran and signaled him to take a seat.

The two of them were not far from the side of the platform. There was a sign there, and it said, receiving Drink and towel.

According to Zhang Wei, their task was to look after these drinks and towels. If a disciple from the Martial Arts Academy came over, they would be given a share. However, the amount of money they received was limited. Each person had four bottles of mineral water, two bottles of Coke, and two towels. Those who came to receive the drinks had to register to avoid being taken away by the manager.1

"Didn't you say that only ten people from the Martial Arts Academy came to perform? This box contained 24 bottles. Two boxes were enough. This is a total of eight boxes. Why are you buying so many? " Meng Ran asked doubtfully.

Zhang Wei put his chin on the cool table and said casually, "I heard that there are two lecturers from the Martial Arts Academy coming over, but even if we add them in, it doesn't seem like they will be able to drink. The student union has applied for the funds for these drinks. The extra drinks are usually distributed by the student union themselves. "

As he spoke, Zhang Wei raised his head and looked at Meng Ran with a strange expression. "boss, this is an unspoken rule of our school. Have you never heard of this before?"

Meng Ran shook his head slightly and silently sighed. It turned out that this kind of atmosphere had started from school.

"boss, look! The disciples of the Martial Arts Academy are on the stage!"

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