Chapter 205 The murderer returns

The next morning, Yang Jun came out of the game cabin, opened the curtains, and found that the weather outside today was good. Early in the morning, there was a red sun in the east covering all things with a layer of red light.

I walked to the door and tore off a calendar hanging behind the door. I found that it was already Thursday, December 13th.

With a faint smile, Yang Jun put on his clothes and went out.

When he walked out of the bedroom, he saw Fang Ping fiddling in the kitchen as usual. Yang Jun didn't say anything, brushed his teeth silently, washed his face with cold water, and went to the backyard to practice boxing habitually.

He had just practiced for a while, and Fang Ping also came excitedly.

This is the case every day. Fang Ping would get up about ten minutes earlier than Yang Jun, prepare two side dishes first, then wash a little rice and put it on the liquefied gas stove to slowly boil it. At this time, Yang Jun was usually already practicing boxing in the backyard, so Fang Ping quickly changed into sportswear for practice, and went out to practice sports shoes by Yang Jun.

Practicing boxing is a very personal thing. No matter how good the master is, he doesn't need to practice it carefully. The master cannot give him all his skills like in martial arts novels. Therefore, the way Yang Jun taught Fang Ping was to practice the tricks he taught several times. After Fang Ping remembered them, he would let him practice and think about it himself. In the future, he would only give instructions once a week, and then let him practice by himself.

Because you think through it yourself will form an instinct.

Instinct is very important for martial arts practitioners, because when fighting with people, it is okay to deal with ordinary people. If you face a master, you will have no time to consider what moves you use. Everything depends on the instinct you have cultivated. Once you see your opponent making moves, your eyes will see it, and your body will block the opponent's moves or avoid them. As for how to block and how to avoid them, it depends on your own instinctive reaction.

It's like a person who is angry and suddenly slapped the other person in the face. How to slap the other person is completely unthinking. In this way, few people can avoid the slap that you want to slap like this, but if you adjust the angle of your palm first, think about how to exert force, and what moves to use, then you will most likely be blocked by the other person or avoid it.

After practicing boxing in the morning and having breakfast, Yang Jun and Fang Ping went to school together.

Because I went out to shoot movies for more than three months, and although I have been back for two days, today is the first time Yang Jun went to school to attend classes after he came back.

"Brother Jun! Do you know? You are always famous in the university town now!"

On the way to the school, Fang Ping jumped around Yang Jun while talking to Yang Jun.

Upon hearing this, Yang Jun smiled faintly and said casually: "Is that true?"

"Uh-huh!"

Fang Ping nodded repeatedly. Seeing Yang Jun's expression calm, he thought Yang Jun didn't believe it, so he said to Yang Jun in detail: "Brother Jun! You don't know! A few days before you went to make a movie, didn't you beat Yao Shilong, the vice president of our school's martial arts club, seriously injured and unconscious?"

Yang Jun nodded, saying that this was the case.

When Fang Ping saw Yang Jun nodding, he immediately clapped his hands excitedly and said loudly: "That's the matter. Since then, many people have said that you are the number one master in our university town. You must not know how many beauties secretly like you now..."

Fang Ping kept talking about this along the way. Yang Jun did not stop him, and he said excitedly in his ears.

The two of them quickly entered the university town. Fortunately, when they were about to reach the gate of Huaishui University, a girl on the side of the road suddenly screamed, which attracted pedestrians on the road to look over. Yang Jun and Fang Ping also looked back and saw the girl covering her mouth with one hand and pointing at Yang Jun with the other hand, looking so excited that she couldn't speak.

The pedestrians who were watching from nearby looked at Yang Jun along the direction of the girl's finger.

Seeing Yang Jun's face, the eyes of several pedestrians lit up.

"It seems to be that Yang Jun..."

"It's either, it's him!"

"Yang Jun?"

The lowly comment spread between the pedestrians' whispers.

Yang Jun and Fang Ping both heard it, but Yang Jun's expression did not change much, but Fang Ping smiled. He touched Yang Jun's arm with his shoulder and said with a smile: "Brother Jun! Look, I didn't lie to you just now, are you really famous?"

Yang Jun glanced at the pedestrians around him who pointed and whispered to him, and withdrew his gaze calmly.

"Let's go!"

He said to Fang Ping, and then walked towards the gate of Huaishui University.

Looking at Yang Jun's back, Fang Ping curled his lips depressedly and muttered in a low voice: "Oh! Brother Jun doesn't care about his reputation but is famous throughout the university town. How great would it be if this reputation was given to me! If I had such a great reputation, Rui Aifang would have been mine..."

After entering the campus of Huaishui University, more people pointed at Yang Jun, including boys and girls. Yang Jun didn't care about the eyes of these people, and talked, squinted his eyes and did not look at the expressions of pedestrians around him, and also listened to what they were talking about. He walked calmly to the classroom of the sophomore cooking class.

Before Yang Jun could enter the classroom, many classmates came over to talk to him, some asked him when he could do kung fu; some asked him what kung fu he practiced; some asked him where he learned kung fu fu fu fu fu fu fu fu fu fu fu fu fu fu fu fu fu fu fu ku fu fu fu fu ku fu fu fu ku fu fu fu ku ku fu fu ku ku fu fu ku ku fu fu ku ku ku ku ku ku ku ku ku ku ku ku ku ku ku ku ku ku ku ku ku ku ku ku ku ku ku ku ku ku ku ku ku ku ku ku ku ku ku ku ku ku ku ku ku ku ku ku ku ku ku ku ku ku ku ku ku ku ku

Yang Jun surrounded him with various questions. Yang Jun found that many of the classmates who came to ask him questions were not familiar with him, and several of them could not call out the other party's names, but these people surrounded him, holding their arms around him, as if they were very familiar with him.

After dealing with these people's problems at will, Yang Jun sat in the back of the classroom like before, in the seat against the window on the left.

Soon, Yang Jun was flipping through the book and reading the recipe casually, suddenly he heard a familiar sound of footsteps, which stopped at the table in front of him. Then he heard the movement of the table and chairs where a person was sitting, and a faint smell of shampoo entered his nose.

Looking up, I found that it was indeed Liu Xi.

Today she was wearing a blue chemical fiber dress, and her black hair was still tied with a simple ponytail.

When Yang Jun looked up at her back, she just turned around.

"Are you back?"

Liu Xi smiled reservedly and greeted Yang Jun, her face still slightly red as before, and she was still so shy.

"Yeah! I'm back."

Yang Jun also responded with a smile.

In fact, Yang Jun was a little surprised at this time because he found that the acne on Liu Xi's face was gone, but the pores on her face were still a little thick, but overall, it was much better than before. Maybe when she was in her junior year, her face would be very smooth!

After greeting him softly, Liu Xi turned around and did not continue to say anything to Yang Jun.

After a while, when class was about to begin, a crisp sound of high heels hitting the ground sounded from the door of the classroom.

High heel?

Yang Jun frowned slightly. There were only five girls in the class. Which girl wore high heels during class?

Frowning, he looked up at the door.

Chang Yuting?

Yang Jun unexpectedly saw that the owner of the high heels was Chang Yuting, the counselor of their class.

After not seeing each other for a few months, Chang Yuting has become much more mature than before.

It’s not that her thoughts are much more mature than a few months ago, but that she is dressed, straightened black hair, tight gray jeans, tight white upper body leather jacket, and a white sweater with a large collar on her face. She looks tender and tight and smooth. She is applied with a brand of lipstick, which makes her slightly plump lower lip look very smooth and sexy, and her eyebrows are also drawn.

If you know each other and see it on the street, who would think she is a teacher? Chang Yuting walked into the classroom gracefully, with a spring breeze on her face.

Everyone was surprised by her different outfits today than before. As soon as she walked in, most of them raised their heads and looked at her suspiciously. Occasionally, a few of them who didn't notice were also touched by the classmates around her and signaled to look at Chang Yuting.

"Teacher! Have you found the money?"

A bold male classmate asked jokingly, which caused a burst of kind laughter in the class.

Chang Yuting was not angry either, and she was still smiling with a spring breeze on her face.

She stood on the podium, stretched out her snow-white hands and pressed down, signaling everyone to be quiet.
Chapter completed!