growth male god

Chapter 29 The Tournament Officially Begins

After the evening self-study get out of class, Yao Ying called Lu Shaoan, who was about to go for a night run, to stay.

"What's the matter, what's the matter!"

"..."

Seeing Lu Shaoan's impatient look, Yao Ying said helplessly, "You don't want your money anymore?"

"what money?"

"Give it to the class to buy shoes!"

"Oh." Lu Shaoan scratched his head in embarrassment: "I'm sorry, I almost forgot because of my bad memory. Wechat, Alipay or bank card?"

"WeChat. But... the money that is two people away has not been accepted, and it is said that the money will be paid in two days."

"Who is it?"

He wasn't greedy for that little money, but he was just curious and wanted to ask who couldn't even afford the 106 yuan!

"Lin Yuhan and Zhao Anran."

Lu Shaoan recalled how these two people behaved in their daily life, they were both obedient and well-behaved little girls.

However, he heard that Lin Yuhan's mother seemed to be suffering from some serious illness, and the family conditions were not good.As for Zhao Anran, he doesn't know much about it!

"Forget it, tell them that they have won the lottery and don't want the money."

?

Yao Ying looked at Lu Shaoan puzzled: "Win the lottery?"

"Yes, I won the lottery. I will transfer 318 yuan to you, and you can refund the money to the other three people at will. It means that there are a total of 5 people who have won the lottery. They are all lucky~"

With that said, Lu Shaoan transferred the money, then left the classroom and went to the playground for a run...

Looking at the back of Lu Shaoan leaving and the money on WeChat, Yao Ying couldn't help smiling: "This guy is still very caring!"

……

The next day.

The sky is clear, there is not even a single snow-white cloud, and the water is clear and blue~
As a key middle school, the Youth City No. [-] Middle School is already crowded and the flags are fluttering.
"Gah, God doesn't give you a chance to enjoy the cool air at all!"

Hearing Lin Zishan swearing and swearing in front of him holding a class flag and basking in the morning sun, Lu Shaoan suppressed a smile, and stepped forward to cover him with his hands in the shade: "Come on, Xiao Linzi. Accept brother's icy love for you ~"

"Fuck you! Let me do this thankless thing again."

"How can you call it thankless? You are the face of our senior one (twenty-two) class, Yuanbao Xiaotao, don't you think so?"

At the front of the line, the two girls smiled and nodded immediately after hearing this.

Xiaotao, a girl with short hair, said: "Yes! You are the most handsome at the same table. Our class looks good, much more handsome than Lu Shaoan."

When Lu Shaoan heard this, he was immediately unhappy:
"Hey~ Little Taozi, you can't open your eyes and talk nonsense just because Lin Zishan is at the same table as you!

Although... there is no need to discuss whether your eyes are open or not, if you are a man, you will definitely be the next Li Ronghao. "

Looking at Tao Ziwei, a little girl with a doll head, Lu Shaoan couldn't help making fun of her small eyes~
"Lu Shaoan, you can talk about me. But... I don't allow you to talk about my lovely tablemate!!!"

After hearing this, Lin Zishan in front turned around and scolded angrily.

Lu Shao'an laughed and said, "Ouch~ What, Xiao Linzi, are you forgetting your friends at this time? Yes, Lin Zishan!"

……

The two were still arguing with each other, but the dean walked over quietly, and the chilly oppressive feeling instantly silenced everyone~
"Humph!"

Looking at the crowd with disdainful eyes, Xiong Pan turned and went to other classes.

"Oh my god! It really scared me to death, the sound of Heiwuchang's walking is getting smaller and smaller."

"Cut~ You have done something wrong, you just love to be frightened."

Xiaoxiao mocked Lin Zishan, and Lu Shaoan went to the middle of the team, tidied up the collars for everyone, tied their shoes, straightened their ice sleeves, straightened their gloves, and tightened their hair ties~
At this time, the senior one (twenty-two) class can be said to be armed to the teeth. First of all, in terms of appearance and momentum, it overwhelms the class that is not neatly dressed. Just looking at them, they feel that they are uniform.

"This senior one (twenty-two) class is really a bloody thief, doing so many fancy things!"

"Exactly! I used to hide it from us so that we wouldn't find out, but I only took it at the last moment. The person in charge... is really a fucking old 13."

"This is to win, use whatever means!"

"Why didn't we think of doing this!"

"..."

Hearing the murmurs of the people next to him, Lu Shaoan held his head high, not ashamed but proud, and sighed like showing off: "Oh, these gloves are a little white...the ice sleeves are silky and cool... This shoe! It’s just... pretty pretty ~ hehe.”

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……

on the playground.

The unchanging magical music "March of the Sports Meeting" stopped, and the students in the first and second grades all went to the designated places and stood up~
On the rostrum, a row of leaders who don't know what to do are sitting upright.

A female teacher got up with a microphone and started to introduce, what about the principal...the director...and the Ministry of Education...the police...

After a lot of introductions, a big leader talked a lot about encouraging new students, and then the female teacher finally announced:

"For the class of 2015, the military training competition for the first-year freshmen is officially starting now."

"Thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump..."

The magic music sounds again~
All classes got on the runway in an orderly manner, and then started to run around the playground following the music and the class flags ahead~
After simply running two laps to warm up, each class returned to their respective positions and sat down.

"This fake grass...is a bit wet!" As soon as she sat down, Qin Songya felt very wet and uncomfortable.

Seeing this, Lu Shaoan immediately took off his coat and handed it over: "Here, at the same table. Use my clothes as a cushion."

"Hey, thank you tablemate."

Seeing Qin Songya smile, Lu Shaoan felt sweeter than drinking ten cups of milk tea~
……

In front of the rostrum.

The seniors in the second grade of senior high school started a wonderful performance. First, they kicked around the playground and shouted slogans, and then they came to the football field collectively.

"Ready to fight~"

"kill!"

"kill!!"

"kill!!!"

The roar is endless~
They played a set of military boxing that was completely different from the first grade.

On the grass, Lu Shaoan asked the instructor curiously: "Instructor, I think their punch is interesting! What kind of punch is it?"

Xie Zhengguo explained: "Their sophomore year of high school learned Catch the Die Fist, which is different from your Military Fist."

"That's it! Which of these two punches is stronger?"

"Heh~ It's almost the same! It mainly depends on who practices it. After practicing it, it will be a very strong self-defense technique. Are you interested? I'll teach you."

"No, no, it's pure curiosity!"

After seeing the sophomore in high school punching, the freshman in high school, who is the highlight of the competition, will play next.

First, the twenty-two classes collectively walked around the runway of the playground, and then began to walk one by one in front of the leaders of the rostrum in a neat row~
Lu Shaoan's senior one (twenty-two) class was at the bottom of the queue, so he didn't feel too much pressure, and quietly moved forward a little at the bottom.

"One two one, one two one."

"one two three four."

"one two three four!"

"one two three four!"

Time passed little by little, and finally it was the turn of Lu Shaoan and his class.

On the radio, a female announcer's passionate voice came: "The next ones coming to us are Class [-] ([-]) of Senior High School! They are brave and fearless, young and limitless, and their strength can be seen from their aura. They met on a narrow road The brave wins, Class [-] is extraordinary, they only have first place, no second place!"

When they arrived at the designated location, Lu Shaoan shouted the slogan: "Look forward, keep walking...one two one, one two one...forward."

The whole class: "One two."

Lu Shaoan: "One, two, three, four."

whole class:

"one two three four!"

"Obey orders, obey commands, be able to win battles, and have a good style of work."

"one two three four!"

Lu Shaoan: "Look forward...look..."

Class: "One, two."

When the uniformly dressed and neatly paced senior one (twenty-two) class walked over~
The eyes of the leaders on the stage were brightened, as if they had discovered a delicious dish with all the flavors and flavors, they were all full of praise: "This class is not bad!"

"This should be the last class in our school that has passed the most neatly. It's not bad, this year's students seem to be much stronger than the previous ones!"

"Yes!" "That's great!" "Great!"

……

On the stage, Xu Qing, the head teacher of Senior One ([-]nd) Class, was very satisfied and secretly smiled when she heard the leaders boasting so much about her class.

She looked at Lu Shaoan, the leader of her class not far away, and gave a very high evaluation in her heart: He is a person who does great things!

In the team.

After finishing the split form, Lu Shaoan heaved a long sigh of relief. Fortunately, nothing went wrong in his class!
You must know that when the other classes left in front, they were really making a fool of themselves:
Some classes are walking, people are leaving...the shoes are left behind~
Some squads were walking, and people left... The puppet army spirit stayed~
Some classes are walking, and people are leaving... an aunt's towel flutters silently~
……

Senior one (twenty-two) class.

Lin Zishan had the winning ticket in his hands and said, "Brother Lu, the first place in our class should be sure."

"Hey! There's still a military boxing competition, don't take it lightly."

When the senior one (twenty-two) class is over, the split process is also over, and the next is the time for the military boxing competition of the senior freshmen.

A student wearing a red armband, who seems to be a student from the student union, ran over and called Lu Shaoan. They needed to draw lots to decide the order of appearance in the military boxing performance~
There are twenty-two classes in senior one, divided into six batches, the first five batches of four classes compete in the middle of the playground each time, the last batch is unlucky, and two classes perform.

"Don't be the first and last batch!"

After praying secretly, Lu Shaoan stretched his hand into the lottery box with some apprehension, and took it out to have a look: ⑤

"Yes!"

Back in the class and told everyone the order of appearance, everyone praised Lu Shaoan for his good luck.

Looking at the crowd, Lu Shaoan reminded him carefully again that every step of the military boxing performance must not be wrong, and a wrong step may destroy the queue...

Nearly another hour passed, and finally it was the turn of Senior One (Twenty-two) Class.

Lu Shao'an calmly and calmly directed everyone to enter the stage, and stood up according to the set position without making a single mistake.

"Ready to fight!"

"kill!"

"kill!!"

"kill!!!"

Lu Shaoan, who stood at the front, was full of strength in every move. As long as he couldn't break the grass today, he would step on it to death.

Stared at by more than [-] people, after serious and nervous punching, the dazzling sun made people feel a little dazed, Lu Shaoan felt that his center of gravity was unstable and a little dizzy~
Seeing this, a girl in front immediately reminded in a low voice: "Lu Shaoan, the team is closed."

"Oh, good. All of them..."

After the match, Lu Shaoan was still a little trembling when he walked, this time the contest was related to [Physical Point +1], he didn't dare to take it lightly~
(End of this chapter)