Originally, there were only seven of them. The boy came by himself and brought two strong men to serve him.

On that day, seven of them were climbing, rolling and wrestling in the mud by the sea. Due to the arrival of new members, the instructor asked them to get up from the mud and stand in a row to introduce each other.

Qian Chongxi, with his hands in his pockets and his face on his side, paced around the steps of the young master, and looked at them one by one. These students, who were so muddied that they could not see their nose, eyes and face clearly, were just like going to the countryside to examine them. Their clothes were too damp.

At last, the boy stopped in front of Zhan fengsha and turned his lips.

"Oh, I met an acquaintance here!"

Zhan Fengli doesn't squint.

His mother may not know him. This boy can recognize him as soon as he can smell it.

It's a pity that the little disaster star, who is so proud that he can break the ground on the head of Tai Sui ye, will come to this place. I'm afraid that in a few days, he will go home crying to find his mother.

You know, there were more than 40 people in their team, but only seven of them were "trained" by the devil like coach.

I'm afraid the little disaster star is looking for abuse.

If it is true, after a while, the head teacher's mouth is devilishly inclined: "number three, go to the mud pit with your acquaintances and say hello."

No. 3 is the code name of Zhan Fengli. When he is called, he slowly lowers his eyes and stares at Qian Chongxi, who is dressed delicately and decently.

Facing Zhan Feng's eyes, Qian Chongxi's eyes were slightly round, and subconsciously stepped back.

"Coach, I'm new here and I need to get used to it."

The instructor growled: "fall over the shoulder!"

As soon as the words came to an end, Qian Chongxi was caught by Zhan Feng's wrist

"Ah..."

When Qian Chongxi was lifted into the air, he roared with staring eyes.

Pop.

The whole back hit in the mud pit, set off a piece of mud flowers, the viscera are painful.

"Jen! The wind! Hunting! I! Wipe! You! Big! My Lord

Zhan fengri threw him into the mud pit and skillfully captured him. He was locked on the ground and could not move anywhere except his head.

The instructor whipped his whip in the mud and splashed the mud on Qian Chongxi's face: "no guns! Fight back

Qian Chongxi is in pain, and a carp is beating him. Unfortunately, his whole body is like a turtle turned over to dry his belly, and his head is fluttering.

"Coach! He's taking the opportunity to retaliate! "

Coach: "counter capture!"

Zhan Feng hunts a clever capture, Qian Chongxi is buckled, his face is buried in the mud pit, gnawing a mouthful of mud.

All the joints of his body were painful, and the pain made him slow down in the mud for a long time.

He brought two small valets to see this scene, scared shiver all over, just look at the fall just good pain, not to mention eat a mouthful of mud!

The coach looked back at them. They were shaking violently and retreated several steps back: "we don't train, we don't train! We've just sent Mr. Xi, and this man has also sent us. We're leaving now! "

Before leaving, they put up a trumpet with both hands and called to qianchongxi in the mud pit: "Mr. Xi, hold on! When you come back from your studies, we'll give you a drink! "

Then he turned and ran faster than the rabbit.

Qian Chongxi was buckled in the mud by Zhan Fengli, but he didn't slow down. The instructor hooked the corner of his lip and snorted coldly: "that boy, it's still time to go away with his tail between his legs."

"Bah, bah, bah, bah!" Qian Chongxi spat out the mud in his mouth and growled stubbornly: "don't go!"

"Bah... Bah..."

Coach: "OK, return! Starting from today, enter the physical training

Zhan Fenglie lets him go and returns to his position. Qian Chongxi struggles to stand up in the mud pit. The whole person looks like a salted duck egg wrapped in mud. He drags his legs to Zhan Fenglie's side and stands, completely missing the previous arrogance and publicity.

Coach: "one hundred push ups, the new 30 on the 8th! Except for No. 8, there were not 100 people who could run 15 kilometers around the seaside. "

As soon as the instructor's voice fell, seven men, including Zhan Fengli, fell forward neatly.

Qian Chongxi looked at the seven people on the ground and was stunned.

"Eight! Why are you still pestering? " The instructor roared at Qian Chongxi.

Qian Chongxi quickly bows to the ground, who knows the instructor came over, a foot on his hip, step on him to the ground with a cry of pain.

"What's the matter with your hips so high?"

"Tell the instructor that my arm was broken by No. 3 just now. I can't work hard."

The instructor took back his legs and said coldly and inhumanely: "today is free, tomorrow is 60!"

"Good coach!" Qian Chongxi was lying on the ground motionless.

Zhan Fenglie and six other students are doing push ups one after another. Who knows that Qian Chongxi is alive again. He struggles to get up. The next moment, he slumps on Zhan Fenglie's back.

Zhan Fengli lifted him to the ground: "go away."

The landing of qianchongxi is another cry of pain.

He twisted his face full of mud and struggled to get up. He turned over and rode on him again, his hands around his neck tightly, and his legs never let go.

The assistant of the instructor is counting, while the instructor is sitting in the folding chair watching all this.

Seeing the new boy lying on No. 3's back, he tilted his mouth and asked carelessly, "No. 8, what are you doing?"

Qian Chongxi said in a loud voice: "back to the instructor, I'm trying to obstruct No. 3 to help him upgrade his cultivation. You didn't say that you are not allowed to obstruct him!"

The headteacher wore sunglasses and looked at the direction of the beautiful boy. The exposed corner of his mouth slanted: "OK, then you'll be safe."

Zhan Fengli is biting his teeth, and continues to do push ups under the pressure of his body.

Qian Chongxi didn't know what the coach said was the meaning of letting him lie down. He only knew that when he bullied Zhan fenghunted, he felt comfortable.

He leaned over his face and said in a low voice: "offending me is the end. What? Are you convinced? Do you know why I didn't come? I'm here to make trouble for you. No wonder I can't see you in every big holiday. I've come so far to train secretly. Do you know that if I can't see you, I still miss you. Ha ha. "

"Shut up." Zhan Fengli pressed his voice, big sweat beads and mud on his face, dripping on the ground: "remember, you still have 60 tomorrow."

"Why? You don't want to lie on my back, do you Qian Chongxi whispered, his voice was evil and ruffian: "then you'll wear a pair of stronger pants tomorrow, I'm afraid you'll pop out and knock me."

"Get the hell out of you!"

Zhan Fengli's cold voice is definitely from the back teeth. If the law permits, he wants to rub the little disaster star into meat mud and throw it into the sea to feed sharks.

He had already done more than 60 push ups when he got up. If it wasn't for 100 push ups, he promised to stop first, get up and beat the little disaster star.

Qian Chongxi poked the mud on his hair: "don't roll, roll, I come to accompany you to bear hardships, you should be moved, see I'm kind enough to help you dust."

Next to the counting is a female coach. Seeing this extremely beautiful boy lying on the back of the No. 3 handsome man, they are like conjoined mussels, twisting each other. She can't help but smile and count.