tiger teacher

When we got back to the stadium, the referee was squatting on the ground to check the injury of the little snake that played against Huang Weilong. He had a nosebleed, and Huang Weilong stood aside and smiled apologetically, like a kid who did something wrong.

When Wang Jian saw this scene, he replayed the scenes on the field like an old movie playing fast.As it is now, the little snake must have used the jumping technique to hit Huang Weilong, but he really has no experience, if it is an ordinary person using this move, there is no problem, it is enough to hit others by surprise.But this move was not good against Huang Weilong. After all, the height was at that place, and the distance in the middle was enough for him to react, and then it was enough to just raise his fist and wait for the little snake's face to hit him.

No, this little snake is probably really a little snake, maybe the person who taught him this kung fu can make twists and turns in the middle, but he is still immature, so his face hit Huang Weilong's fist just like that, and then... nosebleed That's it.

The referee bowed his head and communicated with him for about a minute. He shook his head and wiped his nose with his sleeve, stood up again, and then shook his hand at Huang Weilong to signal that he was okay.

After he stood up and resumed his attacking posture, the audience also applauded and began to cheer for their supporters. The boys in class 29 shouted even more fiercely, and one or two even broke their throats.

Huang Weilong seemed to have heard their cheering, looked up to the second floor, smiled and gestured to them, and then folded his hands up and down, using the quick version of the golden bell that Wang Jian taught him. cover.

The reason why this golden bell cover is instant is because Wang Jian used his own method to refine and summarize a set of theories for quick condensation. The golden bell cover is internal kung fu and the iron cloth shirt is external kung fu. Although the effect can be said to be comparable, external kung fu cannot be lazy at all. It takes many years of beating to become good, but internal kung fu It is said that there is a shortcut.

Although the ability gained through this shortcut is not only more tiring, but also the effect is not the same as that obtained step by step, but it is better than nothing. Enough to deter outsiders.

So when Huang Weilong's unique way of luck appeared, even the referee's eyes widened, and then he waved to the host outside the court and whispered ordinary words.

"Every audience! All kinds of audiences! Today's ticket value is back! It's actually the long-lost Nanpai Golden Bell Jar! What kind of surprise will this young high school student bring us? Please wait and see !"

Of course, Huang Weilong's golden bell jar is of course a parallel import, and other people's golden bell jars can be sent and received freely, relying on the continuous flow of internal energy.And this guy's instant golden bell cover was modified by Wang Jian, so he could only use a breath of external breath to maintain the energy in his body.As for what this outer breath is...it's very simple, it's the breath held inside after taking a deep breath.

Therefore, the aging of Huang Weilong's golden bell cover will not exceed 1 minute at most. If the lung capacity is large, it may reach 2 minutes...

In other words, after he used this ability, he only had one breath at most to defeat his opponent. If he couldn't... he would be beaten so badly that he didn't even recognize his own mother during the ten-second period of weakness after finishing his skills.

There was no need to delay, after getting lucky, Huang Weilong immediately stepped in front of the little snake in three steps, with one palm and the other clenched a fist, the palm moved forward first, and then the right hand punched out instantly.

That little snake's agility absolutely surpassed Huang Weilong's. When Huang Weilong made a move, he dodged to the side, hooked his hands, and slapped on all the weak points of Huang Weilong's body, except for the lower yin and heel. He beat him everywhere except the restricted area above the neck.

But Huang Weilong didn't move at all, he just smiled at him strangely with his blushing face, then grabbed his wrist, pulled him into his arms, and then closed his hands, a heavy bear hug trapped the little snake in his arms In the corner, he directly lifted the little snake off the ground with a brute force that was unmatched by his opponent, then threw his fist on the ground, and when the little snake's knees were bent, he punched him in the cheek.

However, it was obvious that this punch was false, and when it was placed five centimeters in front of the little snake, it loosened its strength and exhaled the breath in its body.

The host yelled from one side: "Everyone, the winner has already been decided! The Golden Bell Cover is really well-deserved! The repeated heavy blows just now are just like scratching an itch for him! Audience friends, TV Friends in front of the audience, cheers!"

The atmosphere off the court suddenly became extremely enthusiastic. Martial arts itself is a kind of fierce competition, and in terms of viewing, if it is really fought, it will definitely be more passionate than boxing or judo, so the atmosphere is not unexpected Well, plus Huang Weilong and the little snake both performed very well, not only reflecting martial arts but also highlighting martial arts, this feeling is really exciting.

The referee held Huang Weilong's hand, raised it high, and took the microphone: "I have been practicing martial arts for almost 20 years, and this is the first time I have seen a child who can achieve such achievements at such a young age. I think this martial arts conference is really It is a grand event, comparable to the Huashan Discussion of Swords."

As soon as he uttered the words "Huashan Lunjian", the audience resonated with the audience at that time. They followed the host's rhythm and began to shout wave after wave, turning the already boiling atmosphere into one. The new high tide.

Of course, it is conceivable that Huang Weilong, who performed extremely eye-catching in the first round, immediately became the focus of the audience and the media. As soon as he stepped off the ring, he was surrounded by a bunch of media. Huang Weilong was so annoyed that he was not very talkative by nature, so he could only ask Wang Jian in the stands for help with his help-seeking eyes.

Wang Jian immediately understood, and patted Zhao Feng on the head: "You are quick-spoken, go down and help."

When Zhao Feng saw that he had the opportunity to show his face, he was so beautiful at the time, he rushed down from the stands, broke away from the crowd of media, got into the crowd to stand in front of Huang Weilong, and then smiled generously in front of the media He said: "Hi everyone, if you have any questions, you can ask me. I am Huang Weilong's younger brother."

"Damn it." Huang Weilong slapped Jie Zui Di and staggered: "Master, your sister."

"Okay, I'm Huang Weilong's younger sister." Zhao Feng shrugged: "Actually, I'm his classmate. He doesn't like to talk very much, so let me speak for him. In the future, I may become his manager. We may have a good relationship in the future." See you often."

Wang Jian, who was on the second floor, knew what he was talking about just by looking at the shape of his mouth, and covered his head: "Why did I tell him to go down—"

He Rui comforted beside him: "Mr. Wang is fine, you...he is quite capable of turning decay into magic."

"hope……"

Sure enough, following He Rui's auspicious words, Huang Weilong had no choice but to divert to communicate with Zhao Feng when the media meeting Huang Weilong failed. After such a back and forth, he actually hooked up with those reporters and was talking After talking halfway, he made an appointment for the next interview, and even left his phone number behind, then hurried to the lounge with Huang Weilong.

"There are all kinds of strange people in my class." Wang Jian laughed at himself in a tone that he didn't know whether he was helpless or pleased: "I really am a good teacher.

He Rui smiled and bent over, then squinted at Wang Jian: "Mr. Wang, this is actually your glory and greatness."

"I'm under a lot of pressure. You know the principal gave me a death order. If the grades in the final exam are too bad, I'll just leave next semester." Wang Jian wiped his face: "Students are students, grades are also very important. "

He Rui shook her head: "Let me tell you quietly, don't tell others. School Zhang is my aunt. She told me that the definition she gave you for your poor grades is that there is no one in the class who passed."

Wang Jian was taken aback: "Huh?"

He Rui pointed to her nose: "Look, I'm here to save you."

But then she let out a long sigh.Qi: "But maybe I won't be needed anymore... Huiming and Manting are both amazing."

"Don't mention the two of them, it's a headache." Wang Jian rubbed his forehead: "Is there still a mortal scene in the future? I'll go back first if I have nothing to do. I didn't sleep well yesterday."

He Rui hummed: "Mr. Wang, we have to clean up tomorrow. Would you like to play with us?"

Wang Jian trembled all over: "Play...what are you going to do?"

"You'll know when you're here." He Rui giggled and winked: "By the way, Teacher Wang. Are you and that Teacher Wang really a couple?"

"You mean Ruolin?" Wang Jianlu nodded, "Yes."

"Ah... no." He Rui was immediately dejected: "I thought you were just good friends, and I didn't see how intimate you were."

Wang Jian shrugged: "Actually, they are already very intimate."

"Then do you have that..." He Rui coughed, bit her lips, and the base of her neck began to turn red: "Do you have any?"

"Which one are you talking about?"

He Rui bit her lip and stomped her feet, and let out a coquettish oops: "It's that one..."

Wang Jian looked at her expression and then contacted her tone, and instantly knew what she was talking about. He let out a long oh, and said decisively: "No."

"Have you shared the same bed? Huiming said...you and Teacher Queen have already slept together."

Wang Jian shook his head honestly, and added superficially: "It's that guy who keeps getting under my quilt."

He does not mean that.After He Rui's reaction in seconds, her entire face was instantly pale, so pale that there was no trace of blood.

But Wang Jian looked at the second group of opponents without realizing it, and continued: "How many times have I told her, but she always refuses to listen."

While talking, Wang Jian found that He Rui didn't answer. He turned his head and saw that He Rui was about to become a living dead, sitting there silently with dull eyes, gloomy expression, pale face, and said nothing.

"You're overthinking." Wang Jian sighed: Liubu people are seniors, and gentlemen are magnanimous.What did I really do, why did I show off like this, this is not an honorable deed, you don't look pure. "

After hearing this, He Rui's complexion quickly recovered, and then she blinked her eyes quickly, and took a deep breath: "That's it, I'm scared to death."

"Does my business have anything to do with you?"

After finishing speaking, Wang Jian laughed to himself, stood up, waved to the student behind him, and pointed at Huang Yue with a hook: "Come here."

Huang Yue followed Wang Jian honestly, and because he was so girl-like, when passing through the auditorium, the audience's attention was actually on his upright buttocks, which made him very uncomfortable. Zi Zi, when he walked to Wang Jian's side, he couldn't help but grabbed Wang Jian's arm as if seeking protection.

"Let go." Wang Jian patted his buttocks: "Like a man!"

Huang Yue was startled, and then jumped up when he was photographed, but after hearing Wang Jian's words, he stood obediently behind him and followed him out of the safe passage.

After going out, Wang Jian's first task was to call Dawei: "Where is it?"

"Hey, God of War, you showed up? You were so majestic last night, Lord." Dawei's playful voice made Wang Jian want to smash his front teeth with half a brick: "I'm pretending to be on the opposite side of the gymnasium where you are." Starbucks, the sanctuary of petty bourgeoisie, has wireless internet..."

Before he finished speaking, Wang Jian ruthlessly cut him off: "I'm here to find you."

Hearing the beeping sound in the phone receiver, Dawei's expression suddenly changed, and then he stared at his sister who was eating two pieces of strange things with extreme grace, and said in a gloomy tone: "You are finished."

Xiaowen raised her eyes and glanced at Dawei: "Do you want to die once?"

"Haha." Dawei looked at his sister frantically, and then silently started counting down: "Ten, nine, eight, seven..."

When the count reached one, the door was suddenly opened, and before the waiter could finish saying "Welcome", Wang Jian had already walked to the table of Dawei and his sister, with the charming Huang Jing beside him. read.

"Put it in." Wang Jian pushed Dawei who was eating hard: "You have diarrhea? Is it so light?"

"You touched the wrong person." Dawei got out from under the table with a mobile phone: "Did you drown in the cesspit yesterday? There is no distinction between men and women."

Wang Jian was taken aback, turned to look at the sitting next to him, stared at Wang Jian with resentment and helplessness, maybe there was nothing he could do about him, so sister Dawei was surprisingly quiet this time.

"Accidental injury again, I'm sorry." Wang Jian reached out and stroked Sister Dawei's hair, like petting a dog at home: "Quiet, quiet——"

Dawei smiled: "You have a good relationship with my sister."

"Once born, twice familiar." Wang Jian didn't say much, grabbed Huang Yue's arm and put it in front of Dawei: "Get rid of it."

Dawei was taken aback: "Sell Thailand?"

Huang Yue almost pissed in fear at that time... But Wang Jian took a sip: "I want to pay you back, but you can't let them sell your ass."

"Wait!" Dawei suddenly stretched out his hand to pinch Wang Jian's chin, and then looked carefully up and down, back and forth, left, right, left, right, left, right, and right: "Say! Are you Wang Jian!"

"You are sick?"

"No, you are sick." Dawei squeezed his chin, looked at his sister: "Do you think there is something wrong with him?"

"Hmph." Sister Wei turned her head and ignored the two of them.

But Dawei continued to look at Wang Jian and clicked his tongue: "You suddenly seem to be a different person overnight, and the details have been fine-tuned. This must be an endocrine problem. Where did you come?"

Wang Jian stared: "Get out!"