Master Xu saw Mu Qingyun whispering to Jia Junhao while staring at his students. He didn't even hear that the two people were talking about birdsong. He laughed and gave Mu Qingyun a thumbs up: "It looks good. That’s the effect we want.”
As he spoke, he glanced out the window and whispered: "Those boys outside are quite tough."
The unlucky young men who followed Mu Qingyun all the way, who looked to be in their twenties, had already opened the door and entered the boxing gym.
The expressions on the faces of Gym Leader Xu and several coaches were a bit subtle.
But these days no one dares to cause trouble in their boxing gym.
"Qiangzi, what should I do?"
Wang Ming looked up just in time to see a student from the boxing gym punch down, causing the wooden stake to fly up with a bang. He immediately shivered and lowered his head.
They all work in a nearby car repair shop. Last month, they went online and accidentally joined a QQ group and met a friend. Yesterday, this friend gave them a person's photo and information.
Don't ask them to do anything. Just let them keep an eye on the person and write down where they have been and what they have done. After the things are done, they will get something.
When Wang Ming and Li Qiang heard this, they realized that this was a very easy job.
As a result, they followed this little girl all the way and actually followed her to such a place. They immediately felt a little discouraged. If they were just one person, they might have escaped long ago. The bad thing is that when a group of people are gathered together, no one wants to give in first.
However, after arriving at the boxing gym, a few people stood timidly in the corner, pretending to watch, but they were looking at the sky and the earth, not at Mu Qingyun.
Li Qiang looked at the majestic and heroic students in the boxing gym, wishing he could grease his feet and run away. Now he could barely hold on to his face, but his heart was in a state of confusion, and his mind was even more confused, but he still said bitterly. : "What are you afraid of? I, we are just taking a look."
Mu Qingyun smiled and ignored them, lazily leaning on the table with his chin and admiring the students.
Jia Junhao glanced at her, then lowered his head and fiddled with his phone again, without reminding the little girl to pay attention to her manners.
In fact, after such a long period of training, Mu Qingyun was slumped in a chair, with a straight frame and beautiful posture.
Jia Junhao quickly knocked out the sparks on his phone with both hands. Mu Qingyun glanced at it. At first glance, he thought he was playing a game. But a closer look revealed that he was actually chatting with Mr. Qiao and others in the game arena at the same time.
At a glance, the screen is full of words like 'Gao Xiaowei', 'Jinshu Technology', and 'White Oak Film and Television'.
Obviously Teacher Jia wears many hats and multi-tasks.
Mu Qingyun shook her head. Yesterday, she was doing her English homework at home, and Jia Junhao's computer screen over there was filled with information about 'Gao Xiaowei'.
Mr. Qiao and he also gave her lessons for a long time using 'Gao Xiaowei' as an example.
Mu Qingyun knew that Mr. Qiao had temporarily set up a team of hundreds of elites in his company, called the 'Gao Research Group'.
At present, forty-eight plans have been issued.
Mu Qingyun: "..."
She felt one portion was enough.
Gao Xiaowei has been really miserable lately.
He has a good netizen whom he trusts, a good friend, um, Mr. Qiao's team of psychological experts.
Mu Aizhen, whom he likes, has been stabbing him and seems to be inseparable from Mr. Qiao's team.
All of Gao Xiaowei's actions, including his psychological activities, may not be purely controlled by him now.
Mu Qingyun: "..."
"Look, there really doesn't have to be a reason for someone to harm another person. If there must be one, where does the initial harm come from?"
"The most tragic injuries usually start with trust."
Mr. Qiao's hands were still on the keyboard and he kept talking, taking advantage of the unfortunate incident of 'Gao Xiaowei' to seriously discuss the 'philosophy of life' with her.
She knew that she had no scruples in telling Lou Fang and Mr. Qiao about her secrets that day. Mr. Qiao didn't say anything, but felt a little uneasy in his heart.
He seems to think that he is an innocent little white rabbit and everyone is a good person. And he seems to think that if he can't live up to this trust at all, it will be very difficult for him for the rest of his life.
Mu Qingyun herself was surprised. She had known for a long time that it was not easy for her to trust others.
At that moment, Lou Fang narrowly escaped death and asked the expedition team if there were any casualties. Qiao Qing was covered in blood and mud and fell on the stretcher. First, he wanted to make sure Lou Fang survived.
Mu Qingyun was immersed in an extremely familiar state of mind, feeling hot blood flowing in her chest. She really wanted to get a feeling that transcended life and death in the cold mortal world.
She was not afraid of telling the secret to Teacher Xiaofang or Mr. Qiao at all, so she acted impulsively, and she still has no regrets at all.
Mu Qingyun was admiring the students intoxicatedly when Jia Junhao suddenly kicked her chair away.
"Well, I'm observing and learning."
Mu Qingyun smiled and jumped onto the plum blossom pile of the boxing ring in two steps.
Jia Junhao smiled, poured three cups of hot tea, and threw one cup at a time on the stage.
Mu Qingyun caught it hurriedly and sighed: "I am a girl, does this look good?"
Even so, she still had one on her head and one in each hand. She was about to pretend to complain to Master Xu, when she saw Master Xu raised his eyebrows and said happily: "The kicker has finally arrived. ?”
Mu Qingyun: "Huh?"
She had also imagined before that in a place like this where martial arts practitioners were everywhere, and everyone was full of blood, someone would usually come to kick the gym and seek revenge or something.
Only these days, a lot of people come to exchange and learn, but not a single person comes to play.
Mu Qingyun curiously poked his head around, and saw the door of the boxing gym opened, and a group of people came in. Gym leader Xu came forward and said, "Zhou Fan, who is it this time? The one last time was really bad. No matter how good he looks, no matter how many fans he has. , Even if you say hell, you can’t fight at all, how can our students win good looks?”
Hall Master Xu is really confident.
When he meets someone who is playing in the gym, he not only wants to win, but also wants to look good.
While talking, several people carried cameras and started filming every corner, adjusting a few people, and others came over to light.
Mu Qingyun thought, it seems that the owner Xu has been through battles for a long time, and when he encounters someone who kicks out of the gym, he first takes a photo and keeps a certificate to avoid being beaten.
Mu Qingyun took a closer look and recognized the leader of the group. He was one of the two chatty buddies she met at the Kunlun Hotel when she went to the Western restaurant to eat. His name was Zhou Fan, who ran a small film and television business. company.
This man is so gentle and gentle, but it is unbelievable that he is a ruthless person who can lead people to kick the gym.
Zhou Fan didn't pay attention to Mu Qingyun and entered the boxing gym. He directed his cameraman to start shooting from various angles, then waved to the gym owner and said with a smile: "You will be satisfied this time, let's see, I can fight."
While talking, he shouted, "Brother Zhilong."
Before he finished speaking, a young man walked out from behind him.
The owner looked up and down and said with a smile: "Okay, he is really a handsome young man."
It seemed that this man was not very tall or heavy, and had a fairly well-proportioned figure, but there was a fierce look on his face.
