Chapter 1055

Almost all the students of the martial arts school have come. For those ordinary students, this is also a good opportunity to expand their contacts. Although they have talent, their talent is not outstanding. With the return of the first-class students such as Bai Yubing, the gap between excellent and ordinary becomes more and more obvious.

Moreover, recently, the merit value of the martial arts academy has been inflated and greatly depreciated.

This makes it more difficult for those students who do not have much merit value to practice, but it is nothing for Jiang Wuchen, the winner of the monthly exam.

In fact, these ordinary students are not ordinary. They all have some family background more or less. On the one hand, it is a kind of practice to improve their accomplishments in the martial arts Taoist school and get more contacts.

However, so far, the teachers of the martial arts school have not appeared or will not come. This is better and the students can be more open.

Wumei walked out of the backstage, came to the small stage, said some words of gratitude excitedly and politely, and then announced the beginning of the fellowship. The disciples of the sword sect first showed the Fairy Dance.

In addition to Wu Mei, nine female disciples like immortals danced on the stage. As a practitioner, I have the ability that ordinary people can't have, or fly on the stage, or make all kinds of difficult movements, and these movements are neat and consistent, with great tacit understanding.

Under the long skirt, the long, slender and tight legs are occasionally displayed, adding a bit of fragrance.

The Zheng division women's group of the martial arts academy sat in a row with hostility in their eyes.

"Hum, scratching your head and showing your thighs are all tricks to seduce people." Er Qiao said coldly, and his tone was full of contempt.

"Look at these worthless boys in our martial arts school. Shit, my mouth is watering."

"Haven't they seen a woman?"

"Huang Yumo, you'll have a hot dance later." Er Qiao said angrily, "try to compete with them."

"Me? Forget it." Huang Yumo quickly waved his hand.

After the group dance, someone performed the folk art alone. The remaining female disciples came out of the background and chatted happily with many students of the martial arts academy.

The martial arts academy does not prohibit drinking on weekends. The students here are not ordinary students but practitioners. Occasional drinking is allowed.

The on-site Baijiu goods are available in all varieties. From fresh beer to foreign wine, cocktail and liquor, everyone still converges at the beginning. After half an hour, a few hot drinks are left behind.

In addition to Meng youruo's insistence on not drinking, the girls of the women's League also began to drink.

Huang Yumo was the most drunk. He was a little drunk after a few cups. Holding a wine cup and holding a roast chicken, he came up to Erqiao and said, "elder martial sister, they spent money on these things anyway, so they can't save money for them."

"Yes! Yes," said second Joe, holding his glass, "sisters, drink."

"Drink."

"Elder martial sister, can you say something?"

The current situation is that big Joe and Luo Yun are not here. Meng youruo sits alone on the sofa not far away, his eyes are indifferent and empty, looking at the distance, and obviously has no intention of participating.

At last it was the turn of Erqiao to speak. Erqiao said excitedly, "well, this, I wish our sisters a lasting friendship. They are all in the wine."

"Wait." Huang Yumo hugged Jiang Wuchen's neck and said, "Jiang Wuchen, why don't you talk? You say a few words."

"Er..." Jiang Wuchen was a little embarrassed. Huang Yumo's action was so big that Jiang Wuchen's face had to be pasted on her chest.

She drank too much, but Jiang Wuchen was still very sober. She patted her arm, "loosen, loosen."

Huang Yumo hugged more tightly and said, "why? Dislike me? Are we brothers? You still have to protect me in the martial arts academy together. I let go of you and you ran away. What can I do if those old aunts clean me up?"

Jiang Wuchen made a little effort and untied Huang Yumo's arm. Er Qiao came with a wine bottle and filled Jiang Wuchen's wine glass. He said, "come on, the highest fortress. Can you say something?"

"Huh? What?" Jiang Wuchen was puzzled.

Several girls around laughed. The laughter was full of relaxation and joy. Now they can get so close to Jiang Wuchen with the strength of wine. They are so presumptuous. They usually don't have a chance.

"Let you say something." Huang Yumo said.

Surrounded by a group of women, this is the first time Jiang Wuchen feels constrained. "Let's have a meeting with our classmates. I hope this pure friendship can be preserved... 100 years, 1000 years, 10000 years!"

"Ten thousand years?"

"Don't say 10000 years, even if it is 100 years, we have become scum." Huang Yumo said, "I thought you were more eloquent and didn't speak better than me."

The second Qiao stared at her and said, "the highest fortress says very well. We can't change if you become slag in a hundred years. Everyone is a practitioner and can live for many years. If you cross the robbery and soar, you will live forever, not just 10000 years.

What he means is that everyone can soar. After soaring, we should also be classmates for a lifetime. Are we sisters for a lifetime? "

"Sisters? Hahaha, Jiang Wuchen, do you want to be sisters with us? Well, I recognize you as a sister." Huang Yumo lies down in Jiang Wuchen's arms again.

Everyone laughed together.

Jiang Wuchen also shook his head with a smile and said, "forget it. I'm afraid it can only make you drunk. Let's go, sisters."

The crowd drank up.

In the distance, Wumei has been observing the dynamics of Jiang Wuchen. An excited smile occasionally flashed on her face. Everything is moving towards her plan.

……

On the Bank of Qingshi Road, beside the small lake of wudaoyuan, Big Joe stood on the bank with an endless bleak face. The autumn wind blew and his long hair drifted. He even had a sense of loneliness.

Behind him was Zheng Shao. Several girls went back, and he was the only one left.

Two people just stood like this.

Suddenly, Big Joe moved forward half a step, and Zheng Shao suddenly became nervous. "Big Joe, calm down, don't... Don't be unhappy."

"Why don't you go? Why don't you stay here and pity me?" Big Joe scolded coldly.

Zheng Shao sighed and said, "I don't pity you, but... But..." he wanted to say that I like you, but I can't say these words anyway.

"I have a story you want to hear?"

"No, get out." Big Joe said directly.

Zheng Shao touched his nose, smiled awkwardly and said, "there used to be a teenager who was born with a prominent birth and a rich family. It can be said that he was born with a golden spoon.

But he is in poor health. He is a polio patient. He has been different since he was very young. He can't walk steadily. He can only speak at the age of six. He stutters and has crooked eyes. Children of his age can cry when they see him.

No one wants to make friends with him. From birth to the age of 18, he suffered all kinds of human feelings and tasted all the hardships in the world. He also thought of jumping into the river to commit suicide and died... But he was strong and survived in the end. "