On June 17, the high school entrance examination opened.

The test center assigned by Fang Yuan happens to be in Yangcheng No. 1 middle school.

……

In the morning, my parents didn't send the exam, only Fang Ping accompanied Fang Yuan.

On the way.

Fang Yuan was in a good mood and said with a smile: "elder brother, I also want to test Yangcheng No. 1 middle school."

"Wait until you pass the exam."

"There must be no problem. I'm very good."

“……”

The brothers and sisters chatted. When they arrived at the school gate, the gate had not been opened and they were not allowed to enter for the time being.

Fang Ping has not been recognized, but Fang Yuan has been recognized.

As soon as they stopped outside the door, someone shouted, "president!"

"Sister Yuanyuan!"

"Sister yuan!"

“……”

Fang Ping was stunned by the repeated shouts.

Some students around, especially girls, are obviously not from a school, because the other party is wearing school uniforms, not from the experimental middle school.

But at the moment, they gathered around one after another and said excitedly: "sister yuan, you are also taking the exam in No. 1 middle school. What a coincidence!"

"President, after the exam, do we organize activities?"

"Sister Yuanyuan, is there anyone else in the pile skill class? I want to sign up!"

“……”

It seems that girls all over the world have become a member of Yuanping society. At the moment, dozens of girls waiting outside the door, almost everyone knows Fangyuan, and everyone is shouting the president and eldest sister

Fang Yuan is also overwhelmed. After replying to this and that

Fang Ping listened for a while and suddenly said, "girl, how many people are there in your club?"

Before Fang Yuan could speak, a little girl who didn't know Fang Ping said proudly: "where there are girls, there are members of our Yuanping society, 3000 members, all over Yangcheng!"

Fang Ping's face is changing!

Three thousand members!

You're not kidding me?

He was still thinking. Next to him, several girls shouted:

"Where there is a will, there is a way. I will destroy the buss and sink the boat, and the hundred mile Yang City will eventually belong to me!"

"Painstaking people, the sky is not negative, lying salary hides courage, 3000 girls can fight!"

Fang Ping: "

At the moment, Fang Ping is completely stagnant.

What a big breath!

Bailiyang city is theirs, and 3000 girls can also master martial arts

Is this a rebellion?

The parents who sent their children to the exam were also stunned.

A group of two young girls gathered together. I don't know who changed the couplet. Now it has become their slogan.

Look, these girls don't kowtow at all. Obviously, they don't shout less at ordinary times.

Fang Ping looked confused and forced. Fang Yuan secretly looked at the change of my brother's face and said with a little embarrassment: "brother, are you okay?"

Fang Ping's face turned black and said, "it's all right. I just want to be quiet!"

This has grown to 3000 people?

This is going to turn the sky!

There are only 108 people in Pingyuan society. What are you doing?

Fang Yuan talked up on his face. Soon, a cry came from the side, "good vice president!"

Fang Ping was stunned again. Is this calling me?

What are these two girls doing?

Fang Yuan continued to be embarrassed and whispered, "I'm the president and you're the vice president."

Fang Ping: "ha ha!"

These little girls have never seen Fang Ping, but they have seen Fang Ping's photos and heard Fang Yuan shouting brother. At this time, they are very excited.

The first martial artist of Yangcheng is back!

The parents were just about to scold their daughter. As soon as they heard the discussion, the first martial artist in Yangcheng was here. They didn't dare to scold. All of them looked at Fang Ping in awe.

If my daughter joins any messy group, she must scold for a while and clean it up later.

But since it's to join the first martial arts club in Yangcheng, it doesn't matter.

Today's Yangcheng, who doesn't know that Fang Ping, a young man, has made rapid progress in martial arts and has surpassed the governor of Yangcheng.

Many people know that these martial artists have killed people, and Fang Ping may be better than the governor if he killed the martial artist at the top of the third grade.

Based on this, parents no longer think that their daughter's mischief is mischief.

Practicing martial arts and becoming a martial artist is also what all ordinary families want to do.

It's hard, especially hard to cultivate a martial artist.

Martial artists are too far away and too tall in their eyes. They can't touch them at ordinary times.

Now, a third grade martial artist seems to have opened a martial Taoism class. These parents are a little excited. Does their daughter have the hope to become a martial artist?

……

Fang Ping is very tired!

My sister is a big man!

The head of 3000 people!

It can be seen everywhere, anytime, anywhere, and there are members of Yuanping society everywhere.

A 3000 person organization has sprung up in the small Yangcheng. Do you know Bai Jinshan?

Does Bai Jinshan want to cry? Does he directly control 3000 people?

When Fang Ping doubted his life, the school gate opened and it was time for the exam.

……

As Fang Yuan was hugged into the examination room, Fang Ping wanted to die in the eyes of his parents.

This is not the club I founded!

I didn't win such a second!

I can't afford to lose this man for even tossing out such shameful slogans.

This side is preparing to flee. Soon, the school gate opens again, and the headmaster of No. 1 middle school comes out with some teachers.

"Fang Ping!"

After a distance, the former unfamiliar headmaster enthusiastically stretched out his hands, quickly grabbed Fang Ping's hand, and said with great enthusiasm: "I didn't expect Fang Ping to return to his alma mater. Please come in!

Before that, the school was still discussing whether to invite Fang to give a speech to the school.

Considering that Fang refined martial arts and was not easy to disturb, the school finally changed its decision and didn't bother Fang.

Now Mr. Fang returns to his alma mater... "

The headmaster was so enthusiastic that he couldn't let go of Fang Ping's hand.

Fang Ping couldn't laugh or cry. Seeing that he wanted to pull himself into the school, he couldn't help saying, "headmaster, the school is still taking the exam..."

Before the headmaster spoke, a person next to him smiled and said, "Mr. Fang, it's all right. It's also an honor for the students to come and inspect the Yangcheng high school entrance examination."

It's obviously not from school.

Sure enough, the headmaster immediately introduced: "classmate Fang, this is section chief Liu of the Education Bureau. Section chief Liu is mainly responsible for the middle school entrance examination of No. 1 middle school."

Section chief Liu is a middle-aged man, fat and smiling like Maitreya Buddha. He hurriedly said, "where can we talk about responsibility? I'm here to serve the students. Speaking of it, I'm still a soldier under director Fang. Was that director Fang's daughter just now? I didn't recognize it. It's too irresponsible..."

Fang Ping speechless, director Fang, is it my father?

My father said that he is in the office now and is only responsible for reading newspapers and drinking tea. Where are the soldiers!

It's a relationship. We'll be a family later.

Fang Ping can't laugh or cry, but there are more people outside. Everyone is watching.

Without refusing again, Fang Ping shook his hand gently and shook off the headmaster's hand carelessly. Then he said, "go in and say it. I hope it won't disturb the students' exam."

The middle school entrance examination is actually an examination organized by the city itself.

Different from the college entrance examination, in the view of section chief Liu, it's nothing to disturb. It's really not good. It's a big deal to retake the exam.

Compared with Fang Ping, who received the top martial artist who killed the third grade, a small exam is really nothing.

Even if it spread to the city, baitidu would not say anything.

……

After entering the campus and avoiding the eyes of those parents, Fang Ping was relaxed.

Looking at the teachers around, Fang Ping politely said a few words, smiled and asked, "Mr. Liu is not at school?"

The headmaster hurriedly said, "look at this. Mr. Liu is on vacation today. I'll ask someone to inform him and let him come..."

"No, don't disturb the teacher on holiday."

Fang Ping said a few words. Seeing that everyone looked at himself eagerly, he had a headache and it was not good to walk away. He changed the topic and said, "president, how is the college entrance examination of Yangcheng No. 1 middle school this year?"

The headmaster quickly smiled and said, "it's very good. Of course, it can't be compared with your last term.

Last year, Mr. Fang ranked first in the city's martial arts examination and was admitted to the magic capital martial arts university. He led the team of the magic capital martial arts university to win the first place in the national martial arts competition... "

The headmaster flattered Fang Ping a few words, which turned back to the main topic and said: "there are 8 students with more than 120 cards of Qi and blood in No. 1 middle school this year, and two students with more than 130 cards.

Classmate Fang, what do you think of their application for magic martial arts?

Can you apply for the exam?

I knew that Mr. Fang would return to school today. The school should organize it. It's a pity to ask Mr. Fang to guide these students... "

Fang Ping laughed and thought: "this year, the enrollment of magic martial arts has been expanded, with 2000 students. If your qi and blood meet the standard, you can have a try.

But now Nanwu is also reforming and expanding its enrollment. Wang Xuechang, who is one term higher than me, is now in charge of daily teaching in Nanwu.

If you think Nanwu is acceptable, I actually suggest you apply for Nanwu... "

Fang Ping is not jealous of others' test of magic martial arts, but in magic martial arts, to tell the truth, ordinary students have a hard time.

On the contrary, it is not as valued as in Nanwu!

In Fang Ping's term, Guo Sheng's family background is actually good, but until now, they can break through the martial arts realm.

In magic martial arts, their tutors are generally four grades of strength, and they can't get some credit rewards.

Instead, I went to Nanwu and had more opportunities.

Wu Zhihao, these people, actually mix well in Nanwu and are close to the martial arts realm. Ordinary martial arts university pays more attention to these people.

"Nanjiang Wuda?"

The headmaster muttered. He didn't know if he listened, but Fang Ping didn't care. He just suggested.

A real genius, in fact, has better and more opportunities to apply for magic martial arts.

I'm afraid. If I don't meet that standard, I'll really disappear when I enter the magic martial arts.

"Wang Jinyang has presided over the daily affairs of Nanjiang Wuda?"

This seems a little surprised.

The teachers, including the section chief, were shocked.

What is this concept?

These people are non martial people. We really don't know something about the martial arts circle.

They sought after Fang Ping, because Fang Ping was admitted to the magic martial arts, and also on the three-level combat power list. On the contrary, he was more famous than Wang Jinyang.

Now hearing Fang Ping say so, everyone is a little distracted.

……

Fang Ping walked around and didn't say much. After a few words, he left early on the pretext that he had something to do.

Without leaving the school gate, Fang Ping found an empty place at will, jumped up and directly crossed the wall.

……

Two hours later, the exam was over.

Fang Ping didn't pick up people at the school gate. When Fang Yuan came out of the crowd, Fang Ping suddenly flashed, grabbed her and quickly disappeared into the public's sight.

……

"President, it's amazing!"

In the deserted alley, Fang Ping almost clenched his teeth, pinched his face with both hands and scolded: "the eldest sister of 3000 people is old, darling, which makes my little heart beat and beat!"

"Dead girl, I told you not to study hard and get these things!"

Fang Ping pinched her face, tore it on both sides, and even asked me to be your vice president. Is this going to turn the world upside down?

I hired 107 people. You hired 3000?

I can't be the boss in the magic world. You all claim that Yangcheng belongs to you?

And everyone can fight!

If there are three thousand warriors, either the government will control them or they will be exterminated!

The key is women soldiers. Women's organizations are terrible. 3000 girls affect more than 3000 boys.

"Pot..."

Fang Yuan doesn't speak neatly. He looks at Fang Ping pitifully. Stop pinching. His face is swollen when pinching again!

Fang Ping then let go and said with a headache, "why do you recruit so many people? Just make a small fuss. Now, how can I explain to others? A group of middle school students are still fine, but in a few years, that will be a big deal!

Dissolve me as soon as possible! "

"Brother." Fang Yuan said bitterly, "I confiscate so many people. They have to come in by themselves.

Really, I won't lie to you.

No!

I don't accept people, so they set up a Yuanping club by themselves, and then sent someone to our school to find me, saying that they have helped me set up a branch, and the group fee has been paid! "

"Then you agreed when you saw the money?"

"No!"

Fang Yuan hurriedly denied it and said wrongfully, "I said they wouldn't charge, but they didn't agree. Saying they didn't charge means they didn't recognize that they were from Yuanping society.

I don't recognize their identity, so they cry in groups... "

"What?"

"I'm tired of going to our school to cry and say I don't accept them..."

Fang Ping felt that his heart was twitching. After a long time, he said weakly, "let dad talk to Uncle Tan and play. If something happens, don't get involved.

Now you're dressed in yellow robes. You can't do it if you don't do it. Nonsense!

In addition, the zhuanggong class is playing around and is not allowed to teach anyone tactics! "

"I won't......" Fang Yuan murmured.

"Don't talk nonsense. In short, remember, don't mess with me. Don't fight with others, help others, associate with no three or four people, bully people in my name. Others bully you. You say I'll kill him, but bully others. It's none of my business.

Next time I come back, if you give me a ten thousand people club, I'll slap you and fear death. Believe it or not? "

Fang Ping is also speechless. This matter is very noisy.

"I see..." Fang Yuan sighed and was powerless. "I don't want to hire anyone anymore. I'm so tired. You said to ask dad to tell Uncle Tan, but Uncle Tan asked me to open the back door and let his niece join our club. It's no use talking about it?"

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Fang Ping covered his chest and coughed violently, lying in the trough, teasing me?

Tan Zhenping is crazy!

And let your niece join the club?

What's wrong with the world!

Fang Ping is a little weak. Am I behind?

Is this popular now?

Looking at the wronged area, Fang Ping reached out and pinched her cheek. As she walked, she sighed, "it's my fault that trees attract the wind. In short, you should be smart and don't take this thing seriously, okay?"

"Yes."

“……”

Fang Ping was too lazy to say anything. Obviously, the sudden growth of Yuanping society had a lot to do with himself.

Bai Jinshan, these people, probably think it's children's mischief. They don't care about this. Instead, they have the meaning of adding fuel to the fire.

The deeper the entanglement between my family and Yangcheng, the more inseparable from Yangcheng.

Dad became the deputy director. Maybe he will be the deputy director one day. Who can tell.

The Fang family took root in Yangcheng and couldn't move away.

Knowing that, Fang Ping is still full of malice. When there are three thousand female martial artists, they will scare you to death, baijinshan, and let you add fuel to the flames!