Ghost Valley descendants in the city

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RI.

If you do n’t see the appearance of the front row, like a fairy, rich gods, long hair shawls, and Liu Xuan with long legs and long legs, Zhong Yiming will definitely think he has gone the wrong classroom.

He clearly remembered that when he came to class last time, there were only thirty or forty people in this classroom, but today the entire classroom was filled with several times.

Finally.

"Uh ... that, I think I went into the wrong classroom!" Zhong Yiming glanced at the classroom, feeling uncomfortable, and then asked uncertainly.

Well!

Zhong Yiming's funny words, coupled with the vivid expression, immediately caused a cheerful laughter.

"No! Teacher Zhong, you didn't enter the wrong classroom!" Liu Xuan said with a smile.

"Oh, that's the wrong teacher at the stage!" Zhong Yi nodded, throwing the class in his hand on the desk.

"No! We are all your students!" The neat and loud answer, frightened Zhong Yiming.

"Teacher Zhong, they all come to your name!" Liu Xuan said with a smile on his chin with both hands.

Zhong Yiming had a smile on his face, knocked on the table with his hands, and motioned everyone to quietly. He said with a smile: "I can get your favor, I am honored!"

"But learning is a very rigorous thing. If you really like the traditional Chinese martial arts, I am very high -hearted. And I will teach you like my master. But if you are just here

I have to say a few more words! "

"The reason why we come to study is to learn more about things. I hope that we can use it in the future. If it is just to waste our time in order to satisfy our curiosity, it is not worth it!"

Zhong Yiming was the child of the poor, so he looked more thoroughly about this. And when he was talking about this, he said to everyone in the posture of a student, and did not put on the posture of a teacher.

"Teacher Zhong, we really like the traditional Chinese martial arts!" Someone immediately drank.

"This is the national essence of our Huaxia, we have this responsibility to inherit it!"

"Love martial arts, love Huaxia, love dark horse!"

"We all have to be like Huo Yuanjia, Ye Wen!"

"..."

Looking at the passionate students in the audience, Zhong Yiming smiled bitterly, and he pressed his hands down to show the Italian family quietly. "Very good! Then we start to class."

"Teacher Zhong, we will go to the stadium to cheer for you tomorrow!"

"Teacher Zhong will win."

"The island country's kung fu must not be as good as our Huaxia's kung fu. Teacher Zhong will definitely win!"

"..."

After two days of publicity, the students of the island nation are deliberately promoted, and this competition in the Beijing Stadium tomorrow is that for the capital, almost no one knows that no one knows it.

"Thank you very much for your support and encouragement. I think we should be officially class!" Zhong Yiming knocked on the table, picked up a chalk and said with a smile.

When the audience was completely quiet, Zhong Yiming nodded with satisfaction, turned around and wrote the word "Wude".

"I ask you a few questions first." Zhong Yiming said. "You don't need to raise your hands, who I click, whoever answers."

Zhong Yiming pointed to a boy sitting in the fourth row and asked, "Let's explain the two words on the blackboard!"

The boy stood up, scratched his back, and became red with a face, and he couldn't say a word.

Although the word "Wude" is often seen in movies and TV series, there are very few people who really understand these two words.

"Sit down!" Zhong Yiming smiled and said. "Does anyone know?"

"I know!" Liu Xuan stood up.

Today, Liu Xuan is wearing a black SE bag hips and shaped shorts, and the upper body is a black SEV led the short sleeve. The black SE with one body is vividly held up with her exquisite figure.

"Oh? Then you talk about it!" Zhong Yiming glanced at Liu Xuan with interest and said.

"Promote Wude and carry forward the national jing God!" Liu Xuan's smile replied with a conford.

Zhong Yiming nodded: "Very good! Promote Wude, carry forward the famous family Jing, this is the principle of the principles we advocated now."

With the approval of Zhong Yiming, Liu Xuan's two beautiful small faces became crimson instantly, and the two small dimples in the corner of his mouth were cute.

"In ancient times, there were seven virtues. There were seven virtues, soldiers, Baoda, fixed merit, Anmin, and the public, Fengcai. Now Wu also has Qide.

Zhong Yiming glanced at all the students in the audience, and said, "Being my student, not only do you have martial arts, but also do the following points.

Do not gamble, not to show off, be rude. "

"Can you do it!" Zhong Yiming said loudly.

"Yes!" The voice was neat and bright.

Looking at these blood -boiling students under the stage, Zhong Yiming remembered that when Tai Ye said to himself, he was the same as these students at that time. There was a feeling that he couldn't wait to report to the country immediately.

"Very good! Then what are you knowing the first thing you have to do next?" Zhong Yiming smiled slightly, walking down the podium.

"Listen to the teacher carefully!" Some students shouted.

Zhong Yiming shook his head, showing a touch of funny smile: "Throw all the chairs under your butt!"

All the students looked at each other. I don't know what the requirements of Zhong Yiming were for the first time. Liu Xuan first took the lead, picked up his chair and put it on the walkway outside the classroom.

Zhong Yiming glanced at Liu Xuan and nodded.

With the first person leading, the others no longer hesitated.

The sound of "crackling" sounded, and there was a lively scene in the classroom. More than a hundred chairs were neatly coded on the aisle outside the classroom.

Five minutes later, everyone stood quietly in front of the desk and waited for Zhong Yiming's order.

"Zama Bubu?" Zhong Yiming said with a smile.

"Yes!" The shouting was shocking.

Zhong Yiming walked back to the podium and said: "In the future, you will replace the chair with Zama steps in the future.

"My requirements will not be very severe, the time of a lesson allows you to rest once!"

Suddenly, complaints.

If you want to learn kung fu, you must have the next bitter kung fu. They also have this awareness. So for Zhong Yiming's request, although they are a little complained, they have no one who retreat.

After ten minutes later, looking at the students on the stage sweating straight forehead, her legs trembled, and Zhong Yiming's face showed a little smile.

When Zhong Yiming first learned Zhama, Taiye Li stood by a wicker in his hand. As long as his legs were a little loose, the wicker in the hand of Taiye was quickly pumped up.

"This dead old man doesn't know how it is!" Thinking of this, Zhong Yiming thought of no other master.

After the ringtone sounded, most people were lying on the table, and the two calfs couldn't stop trembling.

"If you want to learn martial arts, you must work hard. I hope you can practice it frequently!" Zhong Yiming picked up the class on the podium and walked out.

As soon as Zhong Yiming walked outside, Liu Xuan chased it out. Her face was covered with sweat, and ran to Zhong Yiming's in front of Zhong Yiming, "Teacher Zhong, can you ... can you ... give me the phone number!"

Liu Xuan lowered a head, his cheeks were flushed, and his face was shy.

"I just want to call you when I encounter any questions that I don't understand!" Liu Xuan quickly explained when I saw Zhong Yiming.

"Of course!" Zhong Yiming quickly wrote his number on his own textbook, tearing off this page and handed it to Liu Xuan.

Liu Xuan took the note with a smile: "Thank you Teacher Zhong!"

"You are great!" After saying this, Zhong Yiming walked away with a smile.

Looking at the back of Zhong Yiming's far away, Liu Xuan's face showed a touch of sly Se of, and said to himself: "It's really stupid. It's so easy to be cheated by me!"

After taking this lesson at 3 pm, Zhang Siqiang made a time call to let Zhong Yiming go to the No. 1 Tower.

In the past two months, Zhong Yiming who were eating in the No. 1 Tower almost every day, unless there was no time, otherwise they would not eat in the cafeteria.

Tomorrow is the RI son of Zhong Yiming and Beiyong Liuyun. Only his roommates know that it is a life -and -death showdown, so the meaning of this meal will be different.