"Bi Xiang, I brought back what you want, here's it!" A martial artist who is also a girl brought back her bed for Bi Xiang.
Bi Xiang patted Ruan Zhou, "Let's go, I'll bring you one too, go and have a look!"
"Ah? And mine? How much does it cost?" Ruan Zhou's first sentence was to ask how much it cost.
"Oh, don't be too busy with money. We Xiangxiang is still missing this little money, so we can use it!" someone said with a smile.
Ruan Zhou scratched his head and looked at the little bear printed bedding, a little embarrassed.
"Go upstairs! The girls' dormitory is on the third floor!" Bi Xiang greeted Ruan Zhou.
Ruan Zhou moved the boxes and moved them to the third floor one by one.
"Thank you!" Ruan Zhou said silly.
"How to assemble this thing?" The girl looked at the pile of iron pipes and bed boards, and had a headache.
Four people have a cave room, and the ones they buy are all the same as those with a table on top of the bunk and top of the bed. They are all parts and need to be assembled.
"I can!" Ruan Zhou raised his hand silly!
"Eat first, after dinner, you are helping us. There are many things that need to be assembled!"
Bi Xiang pushed Ruan Zhou out for dinner. After the meal, Ruan Zhou started immediately. It’s true that Ruan Zhou was very quick to do his work. In less than half an hour, they were all assembled.
Bi Xiang looked at the successfully assembled bed with satisfaction, and everyone was busy laying the bedding.
"You don't have a dormitory yet, go and see if there are any spaces left!"
"Forget it, I'm not familiar with anyone!"
Bi Xiang shook her head, "That won't work. We are all comrades-in-arms. We need to know each other, I'll find it for you!"
Bi Xiang pulled Ruan Zhou out, "Lan Xing! Lan Xing!"
"Hey? What's wrong?" Lan Xing stretched out his head downstairs, looking dirty.
"Are your dormitory full? Add Ruan Zhou!"
"Not full or not! Come on!" Lan Xing retracted.
"Look, everyone has no objection to you. Everyone sees your efforts, don't be inferior!" Bi Xiang patted Ruan Zhou.
Ruan Zhou smiled stupidly, still a little cramped. Lan Xing, that's their strongest person.
Bi Xiang took Ruan Zhou to Lan Xing and the others' rooms. What a good guy, it seemed like a war, and there was no place to stay in the room.
"Bi Xiang, you finished it? How did you do it?" Lan Xing looked at a piece of wood and couldn't find where the wood should go.
Bi Xiang smiled, "You guys are about to go, let Ruan Zhou come!"
"Ah? Ruan Zhou, do you know?"
Ruan Zhou nodded, then immediately took action, disassembled all the Lan Xing assembled, and then assembled them again, and then assembled them in more than ten minutes. Then he went to Yixia and assembled the ten minutes of Yixia.
Then there was another roommate named Cui Xu!
It was assembled in more than ten minutes, and then it was yourself.
The whole process only lasts an hour.
Lan Xing and the others were stunned, "Awesome Ruan Zhou, I didn't expect you to have such ability!"
"Okay, Ruan Zhou has helped you all, you can go and help Ruan Zhou too, help you run two laps?" Bi Xiang said.
"no problem!"
"No, no!" Ruan Zhou waved his hand quickly.
Lan Xing smiled, "Actually, we want to come here too in the morning, aren't we embarrassed to do it!"
Lan Xing went out and shouted, "Brothers, stop pressing, leave it to Ruanzhou. He assembled very well, but in exchange, let's go out and help him run away the circle he owed. There are so many people and great power.
Walk!"
During this rare holiday, in the afternoon, the demon-dragging army began to run around again, just for one person.
Ruan Zhou helped everyone hold the bed, and it was like crying while pressing. He knew that exchange was a gimmick, who would want to go to the bed to go to the circle?
Yang Ziwu appeared at the door, "What? Are you still crying?"
Ruan Zhou looked back and said, "Wuan Jun! What do I want to thank everyone!"
"Take yourself!" Yang Ziwu smiled, then walked in and sat down.
"Ruan Zhou, how about discussing something with you?"
"What else do you want to discuss?"
"How about being my apprentice?" Yang Zi's martial arts.
Ruan Zhou suddenly stopped the action in his hand, "Ah?"
"What? Is that okay?" Yang Ziwu asked.
"Of course, of course I do, but I have other masters, do you have to ask?" Ruan Zhou said uncertainly.
"Okay, I'll accompany you home tomorrow to see your master, the master of Northeastern University or from my hometown?" Yang Ziwu asked.
"The master of Northeastern University was killed in battle, only the master of my hometown is the one who respects the most and lets me embark on the path of a martial artist!"
"But, Wu'anjun! Can we go now? Go tomorrow. Don't I owe the debt again? My comrades finally helped me change it!"
"There will be a holiday tomorrow!" Yang Ziwudao.
"Ah? So good?"
"What? Isn't it my final word for whether I want to take a holiday?" Yang Zi's martial arts.
The next day.
Yang Ziwu took Ruan Zhou and drove a helicopter away from Changbai Mountain, headed straight to a small county town in the northeast, and landed on the roof of a building.
"How old are your brother and sister?"
"Wuanjun, who is already in his second year of high school, doesn't have to buy anything!"
"How can you do it? You can't lose etiquette!" Yang Zi's martial arts.
Yang Ziwu bought some good wine and went to Ruanzhou's master's house first.
Ruan Zhou knocked on the door, an old man opened the door, saw Ruan Zhou, and then saw Yang Ziwu behind Ruan Zhou.
"Master, I'm here to see you!" Ruan Zhou was holding some fruits, which he bought by himself.
Yang Ziwu smiled, "Hello, senior, my name is Yang Ziwu!"
The old man's pupils contracted instantly, "Wu'anjun?"
"Yes, Wu'anjun is now our general!"
"You kid joins the Demon Strike Army? OK! I did read you right!" The old man laughed happily.
"Come in quickly!" said the old man.
Yang Ziwu entered, sat on the sofa, and Ruan Zhou went to pour water for the two of them.
The old man's eyes fell on Yang Ziwu and could not move away. "Heroes are young, when I see you, I see hope!"
"Old sir, I'm here today to ask for something!" Yang Ziwudao.
"Oh? What else can I do, old guy? Something happened to the demon realm? Need we go back?"
Yang Ziwu shook his head, "No! It's Ruan Zhou, I want to accept disciples! I'll come and ask you!"
"Ah? Why are you asking about this? Ruan Zhou, are you stupid? Wu'an Jun wants to accept you as his disciple. How dare you trouble Wu'an Jun to come and go for a special trip?" The old man immediately cursed.
"Is it troublesome!" Yang Ziwu said with a smile.
"Oh, this child is a good child, but it's this family...ah!" The old man shook his head secretly.
"Wuanjun, if you can trust me, you can accept him. I'm sure this child will definitely make a name for himself!"
Yang Ziwu smiled, "It's not important! There are many signs of success. He supports his family alone. Who dares to say that Ruan Zhou has not succeeded?"