Chen Zhe smashed the pillar with the Russian's head. But the Russian was fine.
It looked impressive, but it was actually simple. It was just that Chen Zhe borrowed Ivanovich's head as a weapon. His true energy directly attacked the pillars of the cafeteria. Therefore, the Russian was not seriously injured.
Ivanovich is a typical Russian. He is violent and direct. He was invited by Han Ju to help him in boxing. But he is afraid of Chinese Kung Fu. He likes fighting. When he saw Chen Zhe's magical technique, he couldn't understand it.
"Chen. How did you do it?" Ivanovich asked strangely.
Han Ju next to him was in so much pain that he couldn't get up. But he could hear the conversation between the Russian and Chen Zhe clearly.
Damn old guy. I came to you to help me beat people. I didn’t ask you to learn kung fu from others.
Chen Zhe smiled: "This is actually very simple. Our Chinese martial arts have spells. You don't."
Spell.
The Russian is a fighting maniac. He has loved boxing since he was a child. For him, the practice of boxing is to burst out with strength and speed to resist blows. The next step is to practice footwork, straight punches, uppercuts, and swing combinations. He has never heard of the spell.
The Russian said piously: "Well, Chen. How about I become your teacher? You can teach me that spell."
"Well..."
Chen Zhe pinched his chin, with a look of hesitation on his face.
Seeing that he was hesitating, Ivanovich immediately said anxiously: "I know it is difficult for you Chinese to become a teacher. But I will definitely respect your teacher. I promise not to betray you. I swear."
Chen Zhe nodded helplessly: "That's it... I believe you and am touched by your sincerity. But there is no need to become a disciple. You remember the formula: Tian Lingling, Earth Lingling. I went to the west to learn scriptures and married a beautiful woman. Put him on the bed. There is a bright moonlight in front of the bed. There are two pairs of shoes on the floor. My father is Li Gang."
It is indeed a spell. So profound.
Although the Russians can speak some Chinese, they don't quite understand it. It took me a long time to memorize it.
The students watching the fun nearby were laughing so hard that they couldn't stand up straight. Oh, this is so talented...
The Russian reluctantly memorized the formula. Chen Zhe nodded: "Now you can try it. As long as you recite this formula, your fists can hit the cow from across the mountain. The person who is hit will not feel pain."
That's right.
Ivanovich was excited. He looked around and said, "I can try. But who should I find to try?"
The Russian looked around fiercely. The students immediately dispersed with a splash, staying far away from this violent maniac.
"Ahem. Isn't there someone there?" Chen Zhe coughed a few times and pointed solemnly at Han Ju who was lying on the ground...
The Russians looked over in surprise. Han Ju was so frightened that he almost peed. He felt like he was a pig on the shelf and that the other party was killing pigs.
Ivanovich walked up to Han Ju and said, "Han, I'll try to punch you. Don't worry, you won't be hurt."
If you don't get hurt, you'll be haunted.
Han Ju got up and staggered and wanted to run away. But the Russian had already grabbed him by the neck: "It will be over soon..."
"But it's your first time to use this spell. In order to prevent it from malfunctioning, it's better not to hit his vital parts first. Just his shoulders, butt, etc..." Chen Zhe shook his head. Then his eyes fell on Han Ju: "Han Ju, I Let me introduce this Ivanovich. He is the former lightweight boxing champion of Russia. It is said that the right punch weighs 500KG. It is really 500KG."
This was all introduced by Han Ju at the beginning. Now Chen Zhe brought it up and said that Han Ju was so frightened that he almost fainted. When he first came to find Ivanovich, he tried the strength of the Russians and beat people to death with one punch. This is no joke.
Han Ju was stared at by Ivanovich. He was so frightened that he said: "Ivanovich, he is lying to you. You... don't hit me. I will give you more money."
"Don't worry, Han. You won't be in pain. It'll be fine in a moment." Ivanovich persuaded him "gently". Then he muttered: "The sky is spirited, the earth is spirited. I will go to the west to get scriptures and marry." He hugged the beautiful woman and put him on the bed. There was a bright moonlight in front of the bed..."
It was a bit awkward for the Russians to speak Chinese. It took him a few times to get it right. During this period, Han Ju was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground.
Ivanovich was overjoyed when he finally got it right. He raised his fist and hit Han Ju on the hip. There was a click. Han Ju's bones were shattered and he fainted.
Chen Zhe blinked: "Mr. Ivanovich, it seems that you are not the material to learn our Chinese Kung Fu. You'd better practice boxing."
Regardless of the disappointment of the Russians, Chen Zhe pulled Shen Rongrong who was smiling with her lips pursed, Jiang Chen who was laughing heartily, and Han Jie who was holding back his face and turned red. They walked away.
Han Jie walked out and got in the car and left. He wasn't staying in the dormitory of Jiangcheng University that night. He had another place.
It was said that Jiang Chen had something to do at home today, so he also left. Before leaving, he warned Chen Zhe with his eyes: Don't touch my Rongrong, or I'll give you a good look.
After returning home with Shen Rongrong, Chen Zhe laughed loudly and touched her face: "That guy can't spit out ivory. He will probably have to sit in a wheelchair for the rest of his life."
"Um……"
Shen Rongrong nodded and smiled. Her small ears showed a gentle pink color. Chen Zhe looked smiling. He was really not gentle.
After entering the door, she leaned down gently and helped Chen Zhe change his slippers. Then she whispered: "I... that's fine."
"Oh. It's over."
Chen Zhe nodded, as if he didn't understand. He turned around and went back to the house.
Shen Rongrong's eyes were slightly disappointed. She was not the kind of girl who indulged in that kind of thing. But when Chen Zhe pressed on her and fluttered, she was shy on the surface, but she was always very happy.
The happiest thing in the world is holding the person you love.
"Let's have sex as soon as this is over. I've been holding back for several days." Chen Zhe came back like a whirlwind. He roughly changed her into his arms and took off her clothes easily...
The morning sun shines in through the cracks in the curtains and shines on Shen Rongrong's white body.
She slowly opened her eyes. Her eyes fell on Chen Zhe in her arms.
Chen Zhe cupped her arms between the soft flesh, squeezing her plump breasts into a different shape. Shen Rongrong smiled softly, and her eyes were as gentle as water.
Apart from having sex, the two of them are as close as family members. Shen Rongrong is more like a sister who takes care of her younger brother tenderly. Just like their sleeping postures, Chen Zhe has his head in her arms and one hand. By the way, it covered her chest. She even pinched it in her sleep.
Shen Rongrong's ears turned red. She gently moved Chen Zhe's hand away, avoided his entanglement, and sat up.
A ray of sunshine shines on her white and tempting body. Her breasts are high, her waist is soft, and her plump and round buttocks combine to form an alluring curve.
The first thing she did was pick up the dagger on the bedside table and put it on her forearm. She tested the tightness and ease of use and nodded with satisfaction.
Just as she was about to stand up, Chen Zhe was hugging her from behind. She turned back in shock.
Chen Zhe half-closed his eyes: "It's still early. Let me hold you for a little while longer."
Shen Rongrong has never disobeyed Chen Zhe. Even the smallest request. She nodded and smiled. She wanted to remove the dagger from her arm. Chen Zhe held her down: "There is no need to take off this. If I dare to bully Just give me a knife."
This guy's ideas are really wild and unconstrained.
Shen Rongrong slowly lay down next to Chen Zhe. She said softly: "I can only attack you in this life. Even if you no longer like me one day, just say it to me."
"It's impossible. If I want to abandon you, it would be better for me to abandon my own life."
Chen Zhe hugged her waist from behind, rubbed his chest against her back slowly, and gently bit her earlobe: "Jiang Chen's soul is gone. He will probably come back in the next few days. Let’s make up for the work we owed from the past few days.”
"It was almost done last night..." Shen Rongrong lowered her eyebrows and lowered her head: "Our days will be long in the future. I'm just afraid that I'll tire you."
Chen Zhe came over with a playful smile and rubbed her cheek: "Don't worry, don't worry. I know it well..."
Shen Rongrong didn't say anything. Chen Zhe groped her body for a while and finally erect...
"Slow down... um." Shen Rongrong felt that her chest was covered by Chen Zhe's hands. She kept touching her greedily. Her ears were pink and delicate, like a ball of fire.
I did some morning exercises. I got up and took a shower. It was still early.
Chen Zhe stood in the sun. With the help of the weak sunlight, he breathed gently. Ever since the day Qin Xin taught him, no matter how busy he is, he must make time for practice.
Shen Rongrong had to be more busy. She put the rice in the water and made half a pot of porridge. She went downstairs and bought steamed buns and fried dough sticks from the morning market and put them on the table. Then she started practicing the skills Huang Zhen taught her.
Practice lies in diligence and more importantly in perseverance. Qin’s heart has not dropped for more than ten years, and even for decades. You cannot be greedy for too much. You must know that haste makes waste.
It took about forty minutes. Chen Zhe finished first. Then Shen Rongrong broke out in a sweat. She went to the bathroom and took a quick shower. The two of them sat on the table.
Shen Rongrong looked at the food on the table: "I miss Qin Xin a little."
"Don't worry. When I have some time and my practice is higher, I will go to Tianxin Pavilion to bring her back." Chen Zhe took a bite of the steamed bun and thought of the little girl who once devoured food with Chen Zhe on this table. .
The two of them treated each other as if they were guests. Chen Zhe insisted on washing the dishes, but Shen Rongrong pushed him out with a smile and gave him a lecture on the excuse of "a gentleman stays away from the kitchen".
There is no way. She is gentle and obedient. But if he says something occasionally, Chen Zhe still likes to listen to her.
They got up early and stayed there for a while after washing the dishes. It was almost time for class.
"Let's go out."
Chen Zhe packed his things, brought the necessary textbooks for today, and went out to class with Shen Rongrong.
After entering the Jiangcheng University campus, we parted ways with her. Shen Rongrong met Jiang Chen and went to the School of Economics and Management on the other side.
Chen Zhe hesitated for a while and returned to the teaching building of the Law Department. Now his attitude towards learning is much stronger than before. At least he doesn't have to ask the class leader where to go to class... I guess she won't tell him if I ask her.
Entering the classroom, there were only seven or eight people sitting inside. Sure enough, monitor Liu Wen came early and was already waiting there.
Zhou Fengguo was also sitting not far away. He seemed to be talking to Liu Wen. Liu Wen just shook his head slightly...
Seeing Chen Zhe coming in, Liu Wen came over and said, "Chen Zhe, come with me. I have something to tell you."
Chen Zhe is a little confused. I don’t know what happened to the squad leader today. He looked angry yesterday. Do you want to make peace with me today...
He and Liu Wen walked out.
Zhou Fengguo's face was pale and his eyes were filled with tears. He punched the table hard: "Bitch."
Several female classmates who had arrived early were startled and glanced at Zhou Fengguo fearfully.
Zhao Fang, who was sitting next to him, was not afraid of him. He glanced at Zhou Fengguo and said, "If you have the ability, say something again. Who are you scolding?"
Zhou Fengguo said nothing. He stretched his hand into the table and shook the glass bottle inside hard. He took out the bottle and put it into his pocket. He followed Chen Zhe and Liu Wen out with a gloomy expression.
"Sick." Zhao Fang cursed coldly. She was so narrow-minded that she didn't notice Zhou Fengguo's unusual behavior at all.