Chapter 133

"It was 12:59:10 when I entered Jianghua school, and 59:32 when I came to you. Do you think I was late? I don't know if I can afford to pay for these dozens of minutes. I only know that as soon as I came in, you students' Union will be forced to pay. If you want to pay, you should pay. "

Cold voice said, Meng ran slowly glanced at the stupefied people, and then swallowed the last piece of egg pancake in his hand, and stepped gently on the ground.

In the eyes of all people, six boxes of mineral water were lifted into the air, and then stacked neatly in Meng Ran's palm.

I saw Meng ran left hand holding the mineral water which was about half a body higher than himself, and asked at will to Zhang Wei beside him, "where is the mineral water sent?"

Zhang Wei, with a dull face, after hearing Meng ran calling him, said in a reflexive way: "beside the playground stage."

"Oh, thank you." Meng ran nodded, and then held six boxes of mineral water stacked together in one hand and walked leisurely toward the playground.

As for those students' Union in suits, they don't even bother to look at him.

"This box of mineral water is at least 20 jin, and the six boxes are more than 100 kg!" Looking at the natural and unrestrained departure of Meng ran, Zhang Wei Na Na said.

"Oh, my God, isn't it that you don't have good health, or even physical education? Emotion is a strong man

Zhang Wei was excited all over, then ran to Meng ran and called out: "boss, wait for me! I'll show you the way

At the moment, no matter Wang Xiaofu or Zhao Zheng, or the members of the student union, are all livid and speechless, staring at the figure holding six boxes of mineral water in that hand.

Do it with him? People can lift more than 100 Jin of things with one hand. Don't you want to die?

Reason with him? It seems that what people said is all in reason, there is nothing wrong with it

This moment, this group of arrogant and domineering student union members, but in front of Meng ran eat shriveled.

Zhao Zheng secretly looked at Wang Xiaofu, who was not content with his face, and asked in a low voice, "sister Xiaofu, just let him go?"

Wang Xiaofu cast a cold glance at her right arm and sarcastically said: "how dare you! Even our student union doesn't pay attention to it. If you can't clean him up this time, won't he even pay attention to the school teachers in the future?"

Seeing that Wang Xiaofu didn't give up, Zhao Zheng hesitated again and again and said, "but we have no way to take him."

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

The person in Wang Xiaofu's mouth is naturally Liu Haoyu, Tiangang of the martial arts academy, who he hopes for. Wang Xiaofu has taken out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Fang Qing, urging them to come earlier

If Wang Xiaofu knew that her biggest dependence was not Meng Ran's opponent. What would she think of the soft persimmon that she thought could be kneaded wantonly was actually a tiger. What would she think?

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On the other side, the playground of Jianghua private high school is a typical green playground.

In the middle is a green lawn for playing football, and the periphery is a standard 400 meter plastic track.

Around the playground are stone steps made of marble. When the inter school sports meeting is held, the stone steps are full of people, and the cry is loud.

On the opposite side of the runway is a high platform made of ceramic tiles. On the top of the platform, there is a congratulatory couplet on a red background, which reads: warmly welcome the disciples of the Imperial military academy to our school for exchange and performance.

In the four corners of the high platform, volunteers are putting out sound instruments and various stage props for the performance of martial arts school students.

The most striking thing about such things as knives, guns and sticks is that two red leather drums are placed at the front end of the stage. The water tank is thick and the adult's chest is high.

"Boss, sit down."

Zhang Wei, who has long hair, hands Meng ran a bench and signals Meng ran to sit down.

The two men's current position is not far from the side of the high platform, where a sign stands, which says "drink towel collection place.".

According to Zhang Wei, their task is to take care of these drinks and towels. When disciples of the martial arts academy come over, they will give them to them. However, the number of them is limited. Each person who comes to collect four bottles of mineral water, two bottles of coke and two towels should register to avoid being taken by the administrators.

"Didn't you say that ten people from the martial arts academy came to perform? This box of 24 bottles, two cases is enough, this is a full eight cases, why buy so many? " Meng ran doubts.

Zhang Wei put his chin on the cool table top and said casually, "it seems that there are two lecturers in the martial arts academy coming here, but even if they are added, they can't drink. The funds for these drinks are declared by the student union to the school, and the extra drinks are generally distributed by the student union itself. "

Zhang Wei looked up and looked at Meng ran strangely. "Boss, this is the hidden rule of our school. Have you ever heard of this?"

Meng ran slightly shook his head, silent feeling that this kind of atmosphere actually started from the school.

"Boss, look, the disciples of the martial arts academy are on the stage!"