On the way back to the dormitory, Xining asked Ying Feihu: "My father asked you to protect me. Did he recruit you into the army?"

"Joined?" Ying Feihu scratched the back of his head: "This doesn't seem to exist, but I was given tasks and subsidies."

Needless to say, the task was to be her bodyguard, so he asked directly: "How much does it cost?"

Ying Feihu was a little embarrassed: "Not much."

"How much is not more?" I feel a little uncomfortable.

"About two thousand a month."

Xi Ning thought for a while: "How much is your monthly salary as an instructor?"

"Twenty thousand!" Ying Feihu quickly defended: "I am willing to be the lady's bodyguard, even if the money is less. If I can be under General Ying's command, it will be free of charge. If I have achieved military merit, my reward will naturally be inevitable."

Rolling his eyes, he hired an instructor with six meridians with the money he paid for renting a laborer in the slums. I thought Mo Ming was dark enough, but I didn't expect that the owner's cheap dad was even darker. What can two thousand do?

?It is only enough to eat and rent a dormitory in the college. This is equivalent to saying that Ying Feihu is working in vain.

Sighing long, okay, okay, since it has been given to her, it is hers, so Ying Feihu can't be allowed to live so poor.

…

There was another physical exercise class in the afternoon, and Ying Feihu insisted on getting into the same car as Miss Ying, which made Button, who was in the same car, very unhappy.

Barton was sitting in his seat, wearing a seat belt, and said angrily: "In what capacity are you sitting here?"

Ying Feihu, who had grabbed a seat opposite him, had his seat belt tight on his broad chest and abdomen, a little shameless: "Of course he is an employee of this college. When I think about it, I haven't handed in my resignation report yet."

Barton sneered: "I've been gone for seven or eight days. According to the regulations, if you are absent from work for seven days, you will be automatically dismissed."

Ying Feihu, however, remained unhurried and plausibly said: "It says that if you are absent from work for seven days without justifiable reasons, you will be automatically dismissed."

"Oh, you have a valid reason?" Barton was quite surprised: "Is running to Ying Haoxiong considered a valid reason?"

Ying Feihu had gone to the principal's office and the personnel department long before he came, and what he says now is what he said then.

This was what Miss Yingda taught him. This was the third time he said it. In front of the principal, the personnel department, Patton and a bus full of students, his voice was as bright as thunder... "That's because I don't practice well."

Be careful, I almost went crazy, so I didn’t have time to write a letter of resignation and ran to General Ying to beg him to heal my wounds!”

Barton's eyes widened, and he had the same expression as everyone who heard this... How shameless would it be to say such a thing! But the reason is quite sufficient and cannot be refuted at all.

Because he suffered internal injuries, he needed someone to heal his wounds. Ying Feihu has access to the six meridians. If he wants to guide the surging Qi on the right track, he must be a warrior with a higher level of cultivation. Ying Haoxiong is a rare person in the world who has access to the eight meridians.

If he can help someone, I will definitely go to him.

Barton was speechless for a moment.

Ying Feihu glanced gratefully at Miss Ying who was sitting in the same car.

The person in charge of the Human Resources Department responded quickly and immediately asked: "Didn't it mean that Ying Xuewu wrote you a letter of recommendation and you wanted to surrender?"

"That's not the case!" Ying Feihu said with all his strength. Of course, it was also taught by Miss Ying: "There is a letter, but it is a letter that helps me plead with General Ying and let him heal my wounds."

"Then you should talk to the school first before going to heal."

"It's not that I'm injured internally. My energy is all over the place and I'm confused. It's good that I haven't gone crazy." Yes, he is injured. Once he goes crazy, he will be paralyzed even if he doesn't die, or he can't control his energy and becomes like

Crazy. It’s good to be able to maintain your sanity and find someone to heal your wounds!

"Really?" The person in charge of the Human Resources Department looked at him suspiciously. After all, this would not count as automatic resignation.

"It's true!" Ying Feihu nodded firmly, his ears a little red, but for a salary of 20,000 yuan a month, three free meals a day, free faculty and staff dormitories and all the benefits, this is not a small thing.

Lies are a must.

That's the only way. Is it possible to ask Ying Haoxiong if this is the case? Even if you ask Ying Xuewu, look at Ying Xuewu pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger, silently, but taking all the required elective courses.

He passed all the classes and opened the rapidly growing Qingyun Club. Ask her, it would be surprising if she would admit it!

Barton rolled his eyes: "Even if you didn't resign, the team you manage is not in this car, right?"

"Ah, not here?" Ying Feihu looked around: "Oh, it may be the sequelae of internal injury."

Pretend, pretend hard! It seems that after going to Ying Haoxiong's place this time, he did have sequelae and started to talk nonsense seriously.

So Ying Feihu, who had been "recovered from treatment", was restored to glory. As everyone knows, he also has a "part-time job", that is, as Miss Ying's personal bodyguard.

When they arrived at the place, Ying Feihu saw that Miss Ying hadn't left, so he didn't leave either. He rode on the flying car and waited.

Xining, who was leaning under the tree, frowned: "I'm not in danger at the moment. You should do your job in the academy first, then look at the Qingyun Club members and remind them that the ones ranked last will have to run again."

Added another sentence: "They will most likely be your subordinates in the future."

When Ying Feihu heard this, he said with great enthusiasm: "Yes, Miss!" He started the speeding car and chased after her.

Xining stood up lazily and looked at the many "little black dots" jumping among the woods in the distance.

It's almost time, let's run early, otherwise something will happen on the way and it will delay the time and become the last one, which will somewhat damage the reputation of this goddess.

He jumped up towards his destination and chased after him quickly!

Once again, with neither good nor bad results, Xining took a bottle of water and walked to the side to drink and wait for the end.

You can hear the thunderous roar of Ying Feihu in the distance: "Idiot, hold your breath, and then take a breath after landing... Idiot, luck has to reach the six meridians of the legs and penetrate the springs under the soles of the feet. Most of them,

Yinbai also needs to bear the force, otherwise how can he jump far..."

After getting closer, everyone felt that they were really gone. Not only the roar was not included, Ying Feihu also had a whip in his hand and was whipping behind him on a flying car. A few poor students were running in front and were out of breath, but a little

If you were a little slower, the whip would fall behind your back and heels. If you were a little slower, the whip would hit your body. So you didn't dare to slow down, and you ran as hard as you could.

The principal who was inspecting couldn't help but narrowed his eyes with satisfaction: "Not bad, very motivated."

But the problem is, these students are not a group managed by Yingfeihu!

After the end, the results were tallied up. This time, members of the Qingyun Society contracted for more than 30 places among the bottom 50.

Seeing some students snickering and talking, Xining sighed slightly, Qingyun Club has really become a club for poor students.

After the Qi refining class was divided into groups, the get out of class was over. Hu Liangming and Ying Feihu organized the more than 30 people, and other members helped to take care of the hygiene of these people.

After being taught the key to luck by Ying Feihu, I ran the same distance again.

Xining just mind her own business. The next day, Hu Liangming came to report something and asked her to make a decision.
Chapter completed!