“This is your hand and Taoist suit. If it doesn’t fit, you can change it. There is a locker room in front. After changing your clothes, please go to the training room No. 4 to gather.”

"Thanks."

Lu Yuan took the things handed over by the receptionist in front of him, thanked him, and then turned around and walked into the room with the sign "Men's Dressing Room".

He finally became a student of Yuanwu Pavilion.

He is now just an ordinary seventeen-year-old high school student.

It is really hard to shake the decisions that parents have made.

Just as if he was not sure to convince his parents to agree before signing up, after his father Lu Xinghua had already paid the fee for himself, he could not persuade the other party to return the course.

"Since the money has been paid, just practice it well. You can't just let the money be spent in vain."

Lu Yuan no longer thought about the messy things. According to the number of "1002" on his hand, he quickly found his own locker.

Today is Sunday, and there are quite a lot of people coming to the martial arts center for training.

Lu Yuan listened to their jokes and gently brushed the electronic locker with his hand card.

“Drip—”

The cabinet door was opened, and there was nothing inside except a few white plastic clothes hangers.

There is a large mirror on the back of the cabinet door, which can barely reflect half of the body that is far away.

He looked at himself in the mirror.

The facial features are very good, but the skin that has long been lacking outdoor exercise looks a little pale.

The bangs on the forehead covered half of their eyes, giving a feeling of déjà depressedness and depressedness.

Lu Yuan has made himself laugh at himself as a "slim dog" more than once, but at the age of sixteen or seventeen, there are several strong and strong boys.

Most of them are as thin as him.

He is very popular in school, and his appearance has always been popular among girls.

After his grades improved by leaps and bounds and "evolved" into a top student, he received more confessions every week.

"After practicing your body shape, your charm value will definitely be higher."

Lu Yuan took off his shirt, revealing his white and thin upper body with clear contours of his ribs, thinking in his heart.

He stuffed his clothes and backpack into the locker and quickly changed into his Taoist uniform.

When the brand new martial arts uniform with the big "source" printed on it was worn on her body, the handsome boy in the mirror seemed to become more stylish.

Lu Yuan tightened the straps around his waist, closed the cabinet door, and walked outside the locker room.

Follow the instructions to find the room where you gathered.

This No. 4 training room is smaller than Lu Yuan expected.

It is probably the size of a classroom.

The ground was covered with white cushions, and several people were already waiting inside.

Two of them look like high school students of the same age as themselves.

The other few people look older and have the temperament of struggling in society for many years.

"Oh, a handsome guy is here!"

Lu Yuan walked into the training room. A girl with a bun and light makeup on her face, looking around 70 years old, smiled and screamed when she saw him.

This sentence attracted everyone in the room to look at him.

Lu Yuan did not show any nervousness. He nodded slightly to everyone calmly, and then found a seat in the room to sit down.

"It's quite pretentious..."

Lu Yuan heard a curly young man sitting next to the bun girl saying something jokingly.

"What, he's just a student."

Bumblebee reached out to pat him, and the latter immediately grabbed her hand.

"Are you greedy for him if you speak for him like this?"

"Get out! Let go of my hand..."

The two started to fight with laughter.

He behaves a bit ambiguously, but he doesn't look like a couple.

There were a few men sitting next to them, probably knowing each other, and they all wanted to participate in it enviously.

"Hey! You said that after we have learned a course, are we considered formal disciples of Yuanwu Pavilion?"

A man sitting on the other side of the bun head saw the curly young man constantly having physical contact with the bun head and rubbing his favorability, and couldn't help but speak loudly to lead to the topic.

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"Dream you."

The bun didn't say anything, but the other man who was with them had already sneered and retorted.

“It may not be possible to finish all the courses.

Yuan Martial Arts Hall is a martial arts hall with a true ancient martial arts heritage and has been certified by the Xia Kingdom Martial Arts Association. Its formal disciples must be assessed, but it is not enough to pay.

After all, there is a big difference between disciples and students. Not only do they not have to pay tuition fees, they can even get a salary every month.

If you can become a formal disciple of Yuanwu Academy, you can directly fire the manager after you go back."

"So awesome?"

The bun stopped fighting with the curly young man and couldn't help but speak out in surprise.

"yes."

Seeing that the bun was attracted, the man who spoke later immediately added: "But it is also very difficult to become a formal disciple.

Generally speaking, if you can become a formal disciple, you can also get a ranking and earn bonus when participating in an amateur fighting competition.

We can completely manage martial arts as a formal profession..."

"Hey, what's the problem? Siqi, let's see how I was accepted as a disciple by Yuanwuguan."

The curly young man next to him interrupted with a smile.

"Just brag!"

 Bao smiled and glanced at him.

“……….”

"Formal disciples...wages...bonus..."

Lu Yuan had been listening to the conversations of several people carefully, and his eyes couldn't help but lit up slightly when he heard these.

Previously, Cheng Peng said that his biggest goal was to become a formal disciple of the martial arts school, but he didn't care.

Now I realize that the qualification of a formal disciple is not simple either.

  It is not only free of tuition, but also able to receive salary.

If you can become a formal disciple, wouldn’t you reduce the burden on your family?

Lu Yuan couldn't help but feel thoughts.

But I quickly suppressed it again.

He has just signed up now and hasn't even started learning the first class. It's obviously too early to think about these things.

The primary goal at the moment is to improve your physical fitness as soon as possible and not let tuition fees be wasted.

Just as I was thinking, a middle-aged man in his forties walked in outside the training room.

This person could tell at a glance that he was not an ordinary student like them.

Not only was the Taoist robe worn on her body black, but she also had an unusual aura while walking.

There is obviously more than one who can guess the identity of a man, and the noisy room quickly quiets down.

The middle-aged man scanned the field and estimated that he simply counted the number of people, and then smiled and said, "Hello everyone, my name is Lin Zhiqin. From now on, I will be responsible for teaching the first stage of training content.

You can call me Coach Lin, or Brother Lin.”

"Coach! What do we mainly practice in the first stage?"

Lin Zhiqin finished speaking, and someone from the bun-headed group immediately asked a question.

Others are not willing to be outdone, "Yes, why don't there be boxing stakes in our room? When will I do boxing stakes? I want to do boxing stakes!"

After saying that, he winked at others and chuckled, saying, "Press the manager's photo on the boxing stake."

"Ha ha........"

Lin Zhiqin glanced at these people indifferently, but was not angry, just said, "The basis of fighting is strength.
To be continued...