Wednesday, April 9.

When Fang Ping arrived at the gate of No. 1 middle school, Wu Zhihao and Liu Ruoqi had arrived, and Yang Jian had not come yet.

Next to them stood a middle-aged man with a seven seater business car parked on the side.

Seeing Fang Ping arrived, Wu Zhihao quickly introduced: "Fang Ping, this is master Zhang of the school. Master Zhang is responsible for picking up and seeing off today..."

The middle-aged man was the driver arranged by the school. Fang Ping said hello, and the other party nodded politely.

After a few brief greetings, Wu Zhihao glanced at Fang Ping and said with a little surprise: "Fang Ping, you are in good spirits. I thought you didn't sleep well in an excited night like me."

Today's Fangping looks energetic and has some bright eyes.

When Fang Ping heard the speech, he couldn't help laughing and said, "yes? Maybe people are in good spirits at happy events, and they get up late today."

Wu Zhihao didn't care much about it, and talked about the reception arrangement later.

After a while, Yang Jian arrived. This guy was too excited to sleep well last night and got up late.

They didn't waste any time and soon got on the bus and headed for the railway station.

……

Yangcheng Railway Station.

Let the driver stay outside the station. Fang Ping entered the station together and began to wait for Wang Jinyang.

Some time before the train arrived, several people stood at the exit chatting.

After chatting for a while, Fang Ping took the initiative to ask, "we are all fighting to become martial artists.

But up to now, I haven't seen a real warrior.

Recently, I also read some martial arts test materials, including those on the Internet before, but I didn't say how to become a real martial artist.

Wu Zhihao, do you understand this? "

Hearing this, Wu Zhihao thought for a moment before saying, "you didn't care much about this before. Maybe you didn't know much about it.

For high school students, our main task is to enter the martial arts and become a martial artist. That's a matter of University.

As for how to become a real warrior, you can't find it on the Internet.

As far as I know, if you become a martial artist, you won't have martial elders at home.

Or you have to go to the martial arts training class... "

Speaking of this, Wu Zhihao added: "it's not a martial arts training class like Yangcheng, it's a real licensed martial arts training class.

Yangcheng doesn't have such training classes at all. According to laws and regulations, those who set up martial arts classes should at least be middle-class martial artists.

Not to mention Yangcheng, the whole Nanjiang Province, there are not many such martial arts classes. "

"The third and most important way is to enter the University of martial arts."

Wu Zhihao continued, "I don't know if there are any other methods besides these three methods.

These three ways have nothing to do with us. At least before we enter the martial arts university, we don't hope to become martial artists before the college entrance examination. "

Fang Ping nodded slightly and said, "how many martial artists do you think this year's college entrance examination students can produce?"

Before Wu Zhihao spoke, Yang Jian smiled and said, "there is no hope in Yangcheng. Not only Yangcheng, but Ruiyang City, where we belong, I'm afraid there is no hope for Martial Arts candidates.

Throughout Nanjiang Province, only three people became formal martial artists before the college entrance examination last year, and probably the same this year.

These people are the real children of heaven! "

Yang Jian was a little envious. He became a formal martial artist without going to college. They didn't dare to think about such a thing.

Fang Ping also wanted to continue to ask a few questions. Suddenly someone answered and said with a smile: "don't belittle yourself. It's true that high school students become martial arts talents, but everyone's starting standards are different."

As soon as these words came out, the people looked up one after another.

The speaker was a young man who was almost the same age as them, wearing casual clothes and his hands in his trouser pockets.

There is no special place. He shaves an inch, looks ordinary, but his eyes are bright.

Seeing the crowd looking over, the young man who had just opened his mouth smiled and said, "are you a student of No. 1 middle school?"

As soon as this came out, Wu Zhihao hurriedly said, "are you senior brother Wang?"

Wang Jinyang smiled, shook his head and said, "don't use honorific names. Call my name or brother Wang. Everyone is of the same age. I'm just one step ahead."

This also admitted that the other party was Wang Jinyang, who everyone was waiting for.

Wang Jinyang is only one term ahead of the people's Congress. If there were those people in the key class last year, Wu Zhihao actually knew them.

But Wang Jinyang didn't know him. He only saw each other's photos on the honor list of the school.

Hearing what the other party said, Wu Zhihao was relieved and hurriedly said, "Hello, brother Wang, we are students in senior three of No. 1 middle school..."

Wu Zhihao quickly introduced it, and Wang Jinyang was not impatient.

After getting to know several people, he continued the topic just now: "what I said is different. Everyone should know what it means.

These students who became martial artists in high school, without exception, are the kind with superior families.

Either the parents are strong in martial arts, or there is strong support behind the family.

I'm talking about the strong, at least four grades or above!

None of us, the grass-roots class, can pass the martial arts examination.

Recognize each other's talent and strength, but don't deny yourself or feel worse than anyone!

If you can't even do this, it will be difficult to go on in the future! "

This should be regarded as experience. Everyone quickly thanked him.

Fang Ping has been paying attention to Wang Jinyang and found that the other party is talkative and has a good personality. She was a little relieved.

As they walked outside the station, they chatted.

Wang Jinyang asked several people some questions. When he knew that these people were students with more than 110 cards of Qi and blood, he couldn't help but exclaim: "now it's getting stronger and stronger!

Just last year, in our session, 110 cards of Qi and blood were not common. "

He took the initiative to talk about this topic. Wu Zhihao also pushed the boat with the current and immediately asked, "brother Wang, how many cards do you think the blood standard is for the enrollment of Nanjiang Wuda this year?"

Wang Jinyang smiled, which is probably the concern of all senior three Martial Arts candidates.

There was no big accident. I was like this last year.

After thinking about it, Wang Jinyang thought: "this standard depends on the situation of that year.

Last year, everyone's blood was generally not as high as this year.

Yangcheng is fine. Jiangcheng, the provincial capital, has been tested in the high school affiliated to Nanjiang Wuda before. I heard that there are a large number of students with more than 120 cards.

If there is no accident, I'm afraid the minimum standard for this year's physical examination is 110 cards.

If you are admitted, you'd better keep it above 115 cards. "

As soon as this was said, Wu Zhihao looked happy, while Yang Jian and Liu Ruoqi looked a little gloomy.

However, Wang Jinyang did not continue to attack the people and said with a smile: "of course, it is not necessarily so. You are all above 110 cards now. You still have a chance to improve while the physical examination is not time.

Why is the annual martial arts examination very close to the college entrance examination of culture?

Because everyone is growing up and making progress every day, in order to give everyone more opportunities for fair competition, the time of the martial arts test is delayed until the eve of the college entrance examination.

You have 110 cards today, and maybe 111 cards tomorrow, which is very possible. "

The crowd nodded again and accepted such comfort.

When he got out of the station, Wang Jinyang didn't hurry to get on the bus. After taking a look at the environment outside the station, he said with some feelings: "in high school, the only idea was to be admitted to martial arts. We must be admitted to martial arts!

In order to test martial arts, I gave up too many things.

But I really got into the martial arts and learned something I didn't know before. Then I found out how rare it is to live such a relaxed and comfortable life! "

Wang Jinyang is only a freshman, one year higher than everyone else.

College students in previous lives should not have such feelings.

But the martial arts students in this life really have deep feelings.

In high school, I fought for martial arts.

After being admitted to martial arts, he began to struggle to become a martial artist.

If you become a warrior, you have to continue to fight for strength.

If you have a good family, it's easier. If you have a family like Wang Jinyang, you suffer more than ordinary people think.

With emotion, Wang Jinyang said with a smile: "if you don't take the bus, your body is stiff. If you're not busy, walk with me."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was very happy. The reason why everyone rushed to receive Wang Jinyang was not to get in touch with him and learn more.

Wang Jinyang was also a high school student last year. He knew what these people were thinking, so he took extra care of everyone.

Wu Zhihao trotted to the business car, said to master Zhang, the driver, and then ran back quickly.

……

Along the street outside the station, Wang Jinyang walked for a while and said with a smile, "find a place to sit down. Anyway, the first middle school didn't pass until the afternoon. Don't worry."

No one would refuse. Wu Zhihao took the initiative to lead the way and walked to a beverage store.

Seeing that Wang Jinyang was very good at talking, Fang Ping took the opportunity to inquire and asked, "brother Wang, if you don't mind, can I ask how many martial arts products you have now?"

No martial arts examinee is not interested in this!

As soon as these words came out, Wu Zhihao of Lianlu couldn't help looking at Wang Jinyang. They were too interested in the legendary senior student!

Wang Jinyang was a little stunned, then smiled and said, "some things are better if you don't know. Knowing is not necessarily a good thing.

I won't say it myself. If you are admitted to Nanjiang Wuda, you will naturally know.

But you can talk about other people's gossip... "

Wang Jinyang's face was slightly narrow and said, "Li Yuanjiang knows?"

Wu Zhihao immediately said, "I know, the senior in the key class last year was also admitted to Nanjiang Wuda."

Wang Jinyang said with a smile, "just know. I have no psychological burden on gossip boy.

This guy, don't blame me for embarrassing him in front of his younger brothers and sisters. Those people in the key class were the most arrogant.

They are all students. If you have nothing to do, you have to ridicule me. You say, are you free?

We were admitted to Nanjiang Wuda together. That guy also said it was a shame to go to Nanjiang Wuda with me. He's such a person! "

Wang Jinyang's words stunned Wu Zhihao.

Mr. Wang, who looked gentle just now, doesn't look as gentle as he thought.

Wang Jinyang didn't care what everyone thought. He smiled again. "Li Yuanjiang and I joined Wuhan University at the same time. Now the freshman year is coming to an end. That guy hasn't become a martial artist yet.

And depending on the situation, it's hard to say whether the sophomore can succeed. There may be a play in the junior year. "

Fang Ping understood the potential meaning of this remark. Wang Jinyang was already a real warrior.

As for several products, Fang Ping was even suspicious. It might not be as simple as one product, otherwise he didn't have to mention himself.

By comparing Li Yuanjiang, who was also admitted to Nanjiang Wuda, it can be seen that Wang Jinrong should not be too bad even in Nanjiang Wuda.

For a time, even Fang Ping had a great interest in the legendary senior... Of course, not that interest.

PS: I can't sleep. On Monday, I rushed to the signing list and asked for some recommended tickets and collections