Fast-passing system: female support, not serious

Chapter 212 Teacher, Are You A Gentleman (14)

"Well, look at the plan in the black book." Pfister smiled mysteriously.

"Okay." Wei Qianluo raised her eyebrows, took the black book, and looked at the contents on it, her eyes flickered.

"Sleep 21 hours today, [-] hours tomorrow, and [-] hours later, so let's do it first."

"Hmm..." Wei Qianluo replied lazily.

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"How to solve this problem?" Wei Qianluo asked.

"Think about it for yourself first. If you see this kind of question, ask me without even thinking about it."

"Well, it looks difficult. I'm too lazy to think about it, so you can help me."

"Here, there is a formula in the book and you can figure it out yourself." Seeing this, Pfister pushed the book to Wei Qianluo with helplessness in his eyes.

Wei Qianluo took it and saw that there were lines drawn with a red pen and small characters.

After a few minutes.

"Is that right?" Wei Qianluo's eyes were full of hope.

"Bingo." Pfister looked at it and smiled.

"Isn't it better to make it with your own brain than to teach it directly? It's good to turn your brain once in a while." Pfister sipped his black tea and said slowly.

"Well, you're right." Wei Qianluo followed his words and said.

After a long time.

"Let's go, go exercise." Pfister put down his pen, stretched himself, and twisted his neck.

"Ah," Wei Qianluo was stunned for a moment, then patted the table and said quietly, "But, the exercises are done, now it's my private time."

Biting the word "private time", Wei Qianluo was a little upset.

"Three sets of exercises are missing in the afternoon." Pfister didn't deny it, his eyes deepened.

"Go, exercise, life lies in exercise." Hearing this, Wei Qianluo felt more strength.

The contrast between front and back is simply not too great.

Wei Qianluo said: This deal is a good deal.

First drove Wei Qianluo to the gym.

Wei Qianluo blinked, swayed in front of the treadmill for a while, raised her eyebrows slightly, and said with a smile, "Let's add three sets of exercises in the afternoon."

As soon as Wei Qianluo took a step forward, Pfister grabbed her by the back collar and laughed loudly: "Hahahaha, who told you to get on the treadmill? I'm afraid you won't be able to hold on to such a boring and monotonous thing." How long?"

"Well, that's right." Wei Qianluo nodded, half-closed her eyes lazily, her eyes seemed to say: Then let me go, I have to go to sleep.

"Practice boxing."

"No..." Wei Qianluo was about to say, but she wasn't interested.

Pfister then said slowly, "I'll teach you."

"I seem to be interested." Wei Qianluo turned around.

Wei Qianluo: Bow to the power of the hero, bow to the strategy mission.jpg
So, Pfister patiently taught her boxing.

After the posture was taught, the two began to fight.

Wei Qianluo looked complicated.

"I'm afraid I'll hurt you, so don't hit if you're sensible."

"Really?" Pfister was full of disbelief, and the corners of his mouth raised confidently, "Confident declarations are useless, you have to fight to see the truth."

"No, I'm cowardly." Saying that, Wei Qianluo was about to take off her boxing gloves.

"I'll let you." Pfister said while blocking the way out.

Wei Qianluo: "..."

The matter has come to this, what else can be done, see the truth in the arena.

In the arena, there were two other people who fought fiercely, not to be outdone, you punched, and I punched.

Wei Qianluo sneaked a glance at Pfister, seeing his calm and carefree appearance.

I can't express my anger.

Hmph, let him experience her (prop) power today.

"999, make a call for me."

[Open and hang 500 points once. 】

"Hey, buy it once."

Wei Qianluo reluctantly bought a one-time hanging prop.

Pfister stepped onto the ring first, and Wei Qianluo jumped up unhurriedly.

He posed in a cold posture with his hands crossed over his chest, and there was a sneer in his half-closed black eyes.

Just listen, in the noise.

The young man's confident words fell into Lingling's ears.

"Teacher, if you lose, you are mine~" The ending was elongated and provocative.

Pfister laughed.

(End of this chapter)