It was noon when Ning Bufan rode back to the store from school, which happened to be the busiest time in the store.

After parking the car, Ning Bufan saw Su Qianqian busy in and out of the kitchen hall to get the menu.

Su Qianqian's life experience is the same as Ning Bufan. She is also a girl from the countryside, but Su Qianqian is much better than other rural girls who rely on her own beauty to hook up with rich second-generations for their own pursuit. She firmly believes that she can live a good life by working hard. Ning Bufan occasionally thinks that if she can't make a living in this big city, she must trick Su Qianqian back to the countryside, and fool her and become her girlfriend.

First, Su Qianqian is not a materialistic person, and is thrifty and a good family. She is a girl of a good wife and mother. Second, Su Qianqian is beautiful, and even wearing cheap clothes, she cannot cover her fair skin and beautiful appearance. If she is willing to spend money to dress up, Su Qianqian will definitely be a school beauty girl.

"Brother Fan, come and help me!" Seeing that Ning Bufan was coming, Su Qianqian finally showed a relief smile in her panic and hurriedly called Ning Bufan over to help.

Ning Bufan saw that his No. 1 prospective wife was waving to him, and the depression and depressedness on his face disappeared. He felt that he was full of strength and even felt full of energy when walking. He responded and took the plate in Su Qianqian's hand and started his life as a helper.

Occasionally, Ning Bufan, who saw Su Qianqian's sweet smile, felt that he had reached heaven.

"The boss turned out to be liked this tone! The taste was so special!" Nokia, as Ning Bufan's loyal little leg, complained unconsciously.

"Shut up!"

It was only at 1:00 pm that all the guests had finished leaving. Ning Bufan and Su Qianqian finished wiping the table and sat on a row of chairs against the wall to rest at the same time.

"Brother Fan, thanks to you today." Su Qianqian looked at Ning Bufan and showed a sincere smile. If Su Yuruo was as thorny as a rose, then Su Qianqian was as fragrant as a lily. She was like a girl next door and made Ning Bufan involuntarily want to touch her soft long hair.

Ning Bufan naturally did not reach out to touch him, and the two had not yet reached such a relationship.

"This is what I should do. Qianqian, don't you have any class in the afternoon?" Ning Bufan was naturally very happy to be thanked by the beauty, a little fluttering. Most of the girls in the countryside have dark and bright skin like wheat. Occasionally, a few beautiful ones are not Ning Bufan's appetite, but Su Qianqian is an alternative.

"After afternoon? Our club activities are there, oh, by the way, Brother Fan, have you joined any club?"

"Society?"

"Yes, if Brother Fan has not participated in the club, you can consider our Taekwondo club. Our president has heard of the Taekwondo competition award." When talking about the Taekwondo president, Su Qianqian's voice obviously changed a little, and her tone was mixed with some admiration.

"Taitbox, what foreigners do? Is our Chinese martial arts so good?" Ning Bufan naturally heard the changes in Su Qianqian's tone, and he replied sourly.

"Chinese Martial Arts? Brother Fan, are you joining the Martial Arts Club? I heard that the president of the Martial Arts Club is Yang Xi, the squad leader of your class. He is a famous cold beauty." Su Qianqian was a little strange when she heard Ning Bufan's sour tone, but she didn't think much about it.

"Yes, it's a cold beauty." Ning Bufan nodded, and when he thought of Yang Xi's attitude towards him, he unconsciously smiled bitterly.

It's really boring to have a meal with this cold beauty.

"Brother Fan, can you join the martial arts club because you fall in love with Leng Meiren?"

"No! I, Ning Bufan, is a man with a high profile and upright position. How could I fall in love with her?" Ning Bufan stood up, raised his head, pretending to be domineering. "Of course, it would be different if it were our Qianqian beauty."

"Brother Fan said, how can I compare to Yang Xi? She is the girl in the world." Su Qianqian felt coquettish, a little bit of light clouds floated across her fair cheeks, and a trace of imperceptible gloom flashed across her eyes.

Ning Bufan felt a gentle feeling when he saw Su Qianqian's shameful appearance, and he felt drunk.

At the same time, strangely, he took money more seriously. If he had a lot of money, he would buy a house in Yanjing, live a happy life with Su Qianqian, have a cute child, and then...

"Ding bei!"

"Boss, if you don't leave, the club will be late. It will be no good for you to offend Yang Xi!" Just as Ning Bufan wanted to appreciate Su Qianqian's seductive appearance for a while, a disharmonious voice came into Ning Bufan's ears, and Ning Bufan was helpless.

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"Martial arts are about practicing breath internally and practicing muscles, bones and skin externally! You can't control the qi, so you start practicing with your body first. After you practice your body until you have broken bricks and broken wood, you can start practicing qi."

"Next, let our student Zhang Heng perform the results of physical training!"

Ning Bufan sat in the crowd and listened to the vice president yawning while listening to the vice president's rumor on the stage. He was really not interested in listening to the long speech, but just felt like a lullaby. He was also deceived by Fatty Hu when he entered the martial arts club. How could he be interested?

Fatty Hu and Ning Bufan were just the opposite. When he first entered the martial arts club, he saw a member split three stacked bricks with one hand. Since then, he was deeply shocked. He felt that his choice was wise. In addition to being able to see the beautiful Yang Xi, he might also learn a superb martial arts and then hold a hero to save the beauty on a dark and windy night.

That legendary romance...

"Hey, hey, Bufan, this is the member who cuts bricks with bare hands. I heard that he has been in the club for less than half a year!" Fatty Hu excitedly pushed Tuining Bufan after seeing a young man with strong short hair on the stage.

"Well, um..." Ning Bufan yawned again. Recently, he felt that he had not had enough sleep and was even drowsy.

"It's beginning, he's going to start!" Fatty Hu stared at the stage with red eyes, trembling like a local bun in the city.

The young man named Li Heng on the stage frowned and stroked his chest with his hands, as if he was lucky. He exhale and inhale for about a minute. He suddenly stood up straight, bowed to the audience, and clasped his fists!

"drink!"

Suddenly, he roared, and then smashed the fist that was about twenty centimeters piled up. With a bang, the bricks were all broken into pieces.

After doing this, he clasped his fists and bowed to the crowd, looking very modest, but the arrogant look on his face could not be covered by any means, and he was really full of energy.

"Okay!" With Fatty Hu taking the lead in excitement, the members who had just joined the club in the audience cheered at the same time, and the scene was very lively.

Ning Bufan was startled by this sound and lost all sleepiness.

"Did you see it? This is the result of practicing boxing. I believe every student present can do it!" Looking at the people who were excited off the court, the vice president raised his voice again: "It only takes a few months, a few months, I guarantee that you all will become martial arts masters!"

Ning Bufan shook his head and felt drowsy again. Cut a few bricks and even if he is a martial arts master? Are you really a martial arts master in China set up a street stall?

Fatty Hu didn't see this. His eyes were glowing like a hungry wild wolf staring at the stage, and his hands kept trembling.

This is the master! In a few months, I can do it, I can do it too!

When a series of boring speeches and boring performances ended, Ning Bufan and other members of the newly arrived club put on gloves and started their second round of club activities to clean the houses of the martial arts club...

Looking at the extremely ragged gloves on his hand, Ning Bufan couldn't help feeling disgusted.

How many years have these gloves been washed? They are so dirty that they don’t think they are gloves but are covered with mud.

But when he saw Fatty Hu humming a little song to the sky and cleaning the corners of the room, Ning Bufan didn't want to be lazy and started cleaning up.

At this moment, the door of the martial arts club suddenly became kicked open with a "bang"!

A fierce man came in, and behind him was a group of students wearing Taekwondo clothes!
Chapter completed!