Don't get married if you're reborn.

Chapter 44 Priority in choosing a spouse

Zhang Jianjun originally wanted to find troublemakers to deal with, but when he saw Zeng Wenjie leave the team without reporting, his brows immediately raised.

"Instructor, Mu Qingyang didn't intentionally break your rules. Besides, this is the first time we've met, and you didn't tell us your rules in advance."

"How about this, she wraps her hair in a hat, and after the military training is over, I'll take her to get a haircut?"

Zeng Wenjie walked up to Zhang Jianjun and said with a smile.

Zhang Jianjun sneered, "Sure, you guys all like to help girls out, don't you?"

Zeng Wenjie shrugged and said, "I'm not trying to be too aggressive, but to be honest, you're trying to establish your authority by speaking so harshly to a girl. That's a bit excessive."

Zhang Jianjun said, "Okay, I'll give you a chance! Do twenty pull-ups in one go, and I'll do as you say, and I won't blame her."

Zeng Wenjie pointed at Lin Zhenshan and said, "Look at how fat my boss is. He really can't do 20 pull-ups. If I do 20 in one go, he won't be punished, right?"

Zhang Jianjun narrowed his eyes and stared at Zeng Wenjie for two seconds, then smiled and said, "That has to be a standard pull-up, no random leverage."

Zeng Wenjie also laughed and said, "Thank you, instructor, for giving me the right to choose my spouse first during my four years of college."

After saying this, he ran happily to Lin Zhenshan's side.

"Boss, you don't have to do it anymore. I can pull twenty in one breath and you will be exempted from punishment!" Zeng Wenjie said.

"Good brothers!" Lin Zhenshan wailed. He was heavy and struggled to use the force to pull two or three people. He was so tired that he was out of breath.

At this time, everyone's eyes were focused on Zeng Wenjie.

A male classmate named Cao Feng sneered disdainfully and said, "This guy is a show-off, trying to show off. I think he's going to lose face!"

Chu Qingbai, the senior driver, glanced at Cao Feng and said, "He's a bit of a show-off, but at least he's trying to help his classmates."

Ouyang Yun was a little puzzled and asked, "What do you mean by the right to choose a spouse first during the four years of college?"

Then, the students saw Zeng Wenjie jump up, grab the bar with both hands, and first do three standard pull-ups easily.

After feeling okay, Zeng Wenjie simply released one hand, grabbed the bar with one hand, and pulled two more times while leaning sideways.

"Wow, you have some skills!" The classmates were all surprised.

After pulling two, Zeng Wenjie simply placed his empty left hand on his right forearm, and then, with his feet as if stepping on stairs, he performed a suspended dance.

His two feet seemed to be stepping on an invisible staircase, lifting his body upwards little by little, gradually rising above the horizontal bar, and then slowly descending along the stairs.

After feeling his right hand and right latissimus dorsi muscles were a little sore, Zeng Wenjie grabbed the bar with both hands, put his feet together, tightened his core, lifted his legs, folded them to 90 degrees, and then started pull-ups.

Zhang Jianjun watched Zeng Wenjie perform with ease, and the corners of his mouth twitched. A fragile college student actually had this ability? And besides, this wasn't from the physical education department...

Zeng Wenjie easily completed twenty reps, then grabbed the vertical bar, lifted his feet off the ground, and made a dragon flag.

"It's good to be a boy with thin muscles. I can easily perform various pretentious moves. If I had the same weight and muscle mass as in my previous life, it would be difficult." Zeng Wenjie twisted his waist in the air in a showy manner, showing off his waist and abdominal core strength that was enough to make rich women drool.

Noticing that all the girls looked a bit dazed, Ouyang Yun couldn't help but mutter, "It really is the priority right to choose a spouse."

Chu Qingbai hummed softly: "He has some skills, but I don't know if it's just for show!"

Cao Feng said hurriedly: "He must be just a show-off. Most people who like to show off like this don't have any real ability."

Chu Qingbai turned around and smiled at Cao Feng. The latter thought that he agreed with his statement and was very happy.

"Youngest, so sharp, so sharp, I'll treat you to some delicious soup tonight!" Lin Zhenshan clapped his hands and cheered, and he could skip the rest of the pull-ups.

Mu Qingyang also opened his eyes wide and clapped in a daze.

Zhang Jianjun said expressionlessly, "Alright, squad leader, go back to the team. Take this girl to get her hair cut now, and then come back to report!"

Zeng Wenjie waved at Mu Qingyang and said, "You don't want to be punished, right?" Mu Qingyang lowered his head and trotted over, whispering, "Thank you...thank you!"

Zeng Wenjie snorted and said, "I've been badly hurt by you, a girl with social anxiety! You can buy me a drink later."

Mu Qingyang felt that he was fierce and didn't dare to speak. Seeing that he had already walked out, he could only follow him with his head slightly lowered.

"You have such a great figure, but you choose to wear such baggy clothes. It's a waste!" Zeng Wenjie glanced at her and felt unhappy.

He took Mu Qingyang outside the school and headed towards the barber shop that left the deepest impression on him.

Squirrel Barber Shop has a treasured teacher named Tony. Zeng Wenjie had his hair cut by him during his four years in college.

"Hey, a bra!"

The thing that Boss Xiao Zeng least wanted to encounter happened. As soon as he arrived at the door of the barber shop, he heard a shout.

Zeng Wenjie turned his head with a gloomy face and saw Hu Guohua and a girl walking towards him.

The girl was about 1.6 meters tall, with long hair and large eyes, giving off a delicate and well-behaved vibe...

Zeng Wenjie's mouth twitched. Well, well, fate has its way! He hadn't expected Hu Guohua to get involved with his "ex-wife" so quickly.

This seemingly well-behaved girl is the future Wang Xuelian who will say, "Putting facts aside, are you not wrong?"

"Hey, who is this girl? Oh... the one you gave flowers to!" Hu Guohua said with a gossipy look on his face.

Mu Qingyang was already socially anxious, and after hearing his teasing tone, he became even more unbearable and shrank behind Zeng Wenjie.

Wang Xuelian looked at Zeng Wenjie with a smile, then glanced at the unattractive Mu Qingyang, and a hint of contempt inevitably flashed in her eyes.

She thought Zeng Wenjie was quite handsome, but he was a blind man and was actually pursuing such a rustic girl. His aesthetic taste was simply garbage.

"This is my schoolmate, Wang Xuelian. We just met. I came with her to get her hair done." Hu Guohua introduced her to Zeng Wenjie.

"This is Zeng Wenjie, my good friend since childhood. His nickname isn't very elegant, as you just heard."

Mu Qingyang glanced at Zeng Wenjie's chest with some curiosity, then quickly lowered his head with a red face.

Zeng Wenjie thought to himself, great, great, she started doing hair before getting married, and they are old acquaintances, so there is no point in introducing them!
He perfunctorily said, "I brought her out here to get a haircut too. The instructor is a very rigid person. After the haircut we have to go back and report."

A group of four people entered the barber shop, and there was only one Tony in charge of the shop, who was the one Zeng Wenjie remembered.

"Please give her a haircut." Zeng Wenjie pointed at Mu Qingyang and said.

"Okay, classmate, what hairstyle do you want?" Tony skillfully asked Mu Qingyang to sit down, wrapped her hair under her neck, and asked.

Mu Qingyang looked at himself in the mirror and didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Zeng Wenjie walked over and gestured, saying, "Cut it off from here, then thin it out to make air bangs..."

Zeng Wenjie gestured towards Mu Qingyang's head, and Tony beside him nodded repeatedly, easily getting the point.

"I'm afraid this student doesn't suit this hairstyle..." Tony said.

"It doesn't matter, she suits it." Zeng Wenjie said with a smile.

I've seen it with my own eyes, how could I not know what hairstyle suits her best?!
Mu Qingyang was a little panicked for a moment, fearing that he, who was not very good-looking to begin with, would become even uglier.

Wang Xuelian, who was standing by, curled her lips and whispered to Hu Guohua, "Your childhood friend doesn't have very good taste, does he?"

Hu Guohua said, "That's right. I almost thought he was stunned by the shock! He actually helped someone plan their hairstyle..."

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