Rebirth in the college entrance examination: making a fortune with rough man

To be a good combat soldier, possessing literary talent is also a great advantage.

There was warm applause at the scene, with serious smiles all over his face, and raising his hand as a signal, the applause gradually died down.

"We are just a small gathering to exchange ideas and exchange ideas. Don't put too much pressure on everyone. Afterwards, we will stop at the end of the meeting. The most important thing is to participate."

"Let's start with a warm-up knockout match, draw lots for two-two duels, and go through it quickly. Now, all participating comrades, come here to draw lots."

Many people walked out of the crowd and went to the lottery area.

Sang Ye was excited and ran very fast, even pulling Lan Tianqin.

With her hands in her hands, Mulberry strolled in the courtyard, taking no time to rush. The eyes of those who fell on the Sang family changed one after another. The great-grandchildren of the old Sang family seemed to be developing in an unpredictable direction, and I didn't know whether it was good or bad Bad.

Sang Dazhuang didn't want to go, he hummed and didn't move.

Father Sang glared at him: "What are the ink marks, hurry up."

Sang Dazhuang pursed his mouth: "It's like playing house with a child. It's boring. Mulberry and Sangye can handle it. I'm overqualified."

Mr. Mo laughed out loud: "You little bastard, you can play movies better than your girl. You are overqualified. Your old Sang's thick skin is also inherited."

Sang Dazhuang cast his eyes at Mr. Mo with disdain: "You always have shallow knowledge, and if you say I'm bragging, you have never seen how awesome I am. I don't care about it with you, so as not to say that I bully the elderly."

Mr. Mo's eyes glared: "You little bastard, talking like your grandfather is not pleasant."

Sang Dazhuang said casually: "They all said that."

Mr. Mo was choked for a moment, and glared at Sang Dazhuang angrily: "Little bastard, you go up for me, I want to see how you blow it up."

Sang Dazhuang didn't move, he didn't want to go, he said that these people were not his opponents, and he was too lazy to do anything.

Mr. Mo was so angry that his old face turned red.

He has been around to this day, and no one has been so shameless.

He turned his head and scolded Mr. Sang angrily: "Sang Niumo, what kind of stuff is your old Sang's family? The old ones are shameless, the young ones are rude, and they don't know how to respect the elderly at all. Look, what kind of attitude does the little bastard have."

Grandpa Sang spread his hands, especially a bachelor: "Such a big boy, if he doesn't go, I can't catch up with the cane. If you have the ability, you can say it, and you can beat him. Anyway, he doesn't dare to fight back. I'm afraid What."

Mr. Mo gritted his teeth: "Everyone in your old Sang's family has rough skin and thick flesh. Can I beat you up? I don't care, let him go up, or I will never end with you."

Mr. Sang copied his hands, acting as the shopkeeper: "I don't care, I'm old, I can't control the younger generation, don't look for me."

"Hey, you're an old man." Mr. Mo couldn't speak no matter what he said, and he was so angry that he felt bad all over.

Yuzhi was afraid that the old man would be angry, so he secretly glared at Sang Dazhuang: "Don't make trouble, go up and try, find a chance and come down."

Sang Dazhuang grinned loudly: "Okay, listen to my wife."

After seeing it clearly, Mr. Mo is autistic. He really deserves to be the son of Lao Sang's family. He is really strict with his wife from generation to generation.

Sang Dazhuang took a long leg and took a ball of paper with numbers on it, corresponding to his opponent.

The game begins.

There are a total of more than a hundred pairs, two-two confrontation, click to stop, but not too much entanglement, the speed is very fast.

There are not many people from each family, only one or two families, go up to test the water.Add some soldiers, the strength is neutral, and each has its own elimination.

After nearly two hours, the battle was over.

There will be another round of lottery for the remaining one hundred people, and the remaining fifty or so can be regarded as elites.

Finally, there will be another round of sorting and lottery to determine the order of the front and back, and freely choose opponents to fight.

You can choose the participants, or you can choose any non-participants in the audience.

The one who got one was Mo Younan, a girl from the Mo family. Her goal was very clear: "Sang Ye."

Mulberry leaf has been able to survive two rounds of auditions until now, and its strength has been proven.

It's just that Mo Younan still doesn't believe in evil, a ten-year-old girl, no matter how powerful she is, her abilities are limited.

Staying until now, luck must be the most important part, she must teach the little girl a lesson, so that the little girl doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth.

Sang Ye clicked her tongue, the elder sister of the Mo family really put all her thoughts on her face, this is not a good habit.

Commonly known as having strong limbs and a simple mind, it is completely incompatible with Mr. Mo's lifelong achievements through intelligence.

Mo Xunli frowned slightly, a little disapproving, Sang Ye challenged her granddaughter is okay, it can be said that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers.

My granddaughter is in her twenties, and she challenged a ten-year-old girl, she would be ashamed to say it if she lost or won.

But having said that, he can't stop it anymore.

Mr. Sang said with a smile: "This girl has a clear goal, she is daring, and she doesn't care about other people's eyes."

These words are not out of yin and yang, Mr. Sang is indeed praising.

Ordinary people, no matter how angry they are in their hearts, they will not know that they will be stabbed in the back, and they will ignore it and do things according to their hearts.

Mr. Mo copied his hands and said nothing. This great-granddaughter of my family has the courage to not be afraid of the world, but she doesn't have a clear self-awareness and cannot accept other people's judgments. Being too self-conscious is not a good thing.

Still suffered too few setbacks.

The arena was cleared, and Sang Ye Mo Younan stood facing each other.

Sang Ye moved her little neck: "Come on."

Mo Younan still remembered that he was more than a round older than the mulberry leaf, and wanted to make it less ugly, so he said: "I let you..."

Before Mo Younan finished speaking, Sang Ye moved.

With one step of his legs, the fist wind came to Mo Younan.

Mo Younan was shocked and resisted subconsciously, but Sang Ye stopped suddenly, her small fist was just one centimeter in front of Mo Younan.

Evil lips curled up: "This is a lesson for you, don't talk nonsense in the future, especially when you are fighting against a weird and changeable opponent like me. Sister Mo, I'm going to attack. If you lose, don't call me a sneak attack. You won't be able to win." Words like Wu’s cheating.”

He kicked violently.

Mo Younan's face was flushed with anger, and his legs retreated quickly, but he was a step too late, and was kicked in the calf, grinning his teeth in pain.

He waved his fist angrily, and the fist came roaring with a strong wind.

Sang Ye pursed her lips, and with a light squeeze of her little hand, she blocked Mo Younan's fist: "Everyone says you are a soft-footed shrimp, but you are still not convinced. You have given enough face, you should step down."

Throwing away Mo Younan's hand, he punched Mo Younan on the shoulder with great force, and the impact made Mo Younan back again and again until he stepped on the air and fell under the ring.

Mo Younan covered his shoulders with an incredulous expression on his face. She never expected that she would be so vulnerable. Did those victories and honors in the past really come from her own abilities?Can't help but start to doubt life.

At the same time, he looked at Sang Ye in disbelief, is the little girl really so powerful?
I was still a little unwilling in my heart, and always felt that it was because I didn't perform well.

"You Nan, come back and sit down." Mo Xunli called out.

Mo Younan took a deep look at Sang Ye, and sat back dejectedly.

Sang Ye bared her small white teeth, it was time for her to challenge someone: "Uncle Chai, come quickly."

If you say you want to challenge Chailin, you can't break your promise.

Chai Lin did not participate in the audition. He did not have the right to challenge others by name, but he could be challenged or choose to refuse.

However, he really wanted to have a fight with Sang Ye.

"Okay." He jumped onto the ring.

Everyone was surprised, the little girl was so courageous, those who didn't know were fearless, they understood.

Isn't it inappropriate for Chai Lin to be such a big man, to mess around with a little girl?Mr. Mo didn't persuade him?
It is impossible to persuade, the old man waits and waits to watch the show.

"Old Sangtou, tell me, if your cute little great-grandson is beaten up with a bruised nose and a swollen face, won't it look good?"

Mr. Sang cast a glance at Mr. Mo: "Old Mo, tell me, wouldn't it be embarrassing for your guard to be beaten up by a little girl until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen?"

Mr. Mo snorted: "Although my hand skills are not very good, my eyes are still quite good. The little girl is still a little bit close to winning against Boy Chai."

Mr. Sang also snorted: "Do you know what is the biggest advantage of my little great-granddaughter?"

Mr. Mo cooperated and asked, "What is it?"

Grandpa Sang puffed out his chest proudly: "Explosive power, powerful explosive power, I dare say that no one present can match the explosive power."

Mr. Mo raised his eyebrows and stopped talking.

The voices of the two were not deliberately lowered, and those who stretched their ears to listen to their conversation could hear them clearly.

The Lan family asked Old Man Lan: "Grandpa, is the little girl from the Sang family really so powerful?"

Old Man Lan curled his lips: "I've never seen Ye Zi being forced to show explosive power, but she can easily pass hundreds of moves in the hands of your uncle Wei, and your fifth uncle can't easily take her down."

Everyone was shocked. To compare with other people, they may not have a deep intuitive feeling.

But Weizhou and Lan Changshu, everyone in the Lan family had fought each other before, and they couldn't resist ten moves.

Really so powerful?The two let the little girl do it, right?
The Meng family looked at Mulberry Ye with squinted eyes, full of sarcasm, she was just a bratty girl.

"You can brag, grandpa, can I challenge her later?" Meng Wenchao, the eldest son of Meng Tianshou's second son, Meng Shiqiu, asked.

Meng Wenchao is 23, not tall, and has the same fierce face as Meng Tianshou.

A pair of squinted eyes reveals cleanliness and calculation, which is not very decent to look at.

Knowing that Meng Wenjun went in and had something to do with the Sang family, he found it ridiculous.

Laughing at Meng Wenjun's stupidity, it's a good thing they're not from their second room, otherwise they don't need others to clean up, they can do it themselves.

Even a muddy leg can't deal with it, so it doesn't have to tarnish the name of the Meng family.

It means that the uncle has no courage, can tolerate the existence of such a girl, and can tolerate the domineering of these mud legs of the Sang family.

Try another house, I don't know what to say.

Meng Tianshou glanced at Meng Wenchao. Meng Tianshou still liked this grandson who looked like him and was vicious enough.

Hearing the words, he said softly: "Don't worry, she has played two games in a row. It is unreasonable for you to challenge her again, and her age is also criticized. You go and try the Lan family boy. There is not much difference in age. The Lan family boy is also in the blue family." Chang Shu has trained in public, so she won't let people talk about it."

"In a battle, it's best to make him helpless."

"Okay." Meng Wenchao was a little regretful. He still wanted to confront the Sang family, especially the man from the Sang family.

Sang Da turned his head vigorously, his copper-bell-like pupils shot a frighteningly cold light, and hit Meng Wenchao directly.

Meng Wenchao's heart froze, and in an instant, he seemed to be in an ice cellar, and his blood almost froze.

Such keen insight, such sharp eyes, just one glance made him feel a little afraid.

What's more, he is unwilling and angry, what should he do for a country mud leg.

Meng Tianshou was also shocked by Sang Dazhuang's eyes for a moment. This moment was like the lone wolf he met when he was alone in the dense forest.

The eyes are equally terrifying.

The scar on his head was left by the lone wolf.

Meng Tianshou looked away calmly, whether it was the lone wolf or the Sang family, they would all be his souls under the sword.

Sang Dazhuang also looked away, and reminded Sangye with a cold face: "Your unscrupulous actions, please restrain me." He calmly signaled the existence of Sangye and Yuzhi.

Sang Ye put away her evil expression, and touched her face in embarrassment, her first move was to steal peaches.

Forget it.

"Uncle Chai, please."

Chailin's ice face remained calm: "You go first."

Fine.

Sang Ye stepped on her feet, kicked up a layer of dust, and jumped forward, hitting Chai Lin's face directly.

Chai Lin wanted to deal with it with only one hand, but he underestimated Sang Ye's speed and strength.

Sang Ye knew the gap between himself and Chailin, so he didn't use the slow-fire method of boiling the frog in warm water.

Instead, he used his full strength to attack each move, which made it difficult for Chailin to deal with it, so he quickly fought back with both hands.

Sang Ye's strength is indeed great, and he is good at using heavy punches, and the strength of each punch is more than a hundred catties.

The two fought head-to-head with their own strength and physical strength.

Every time Chailin responded, he felt his bones tremble and frowned in pain.

Sang Ye was also in pain, compared to Chai Lin's forbearance, she didn't hide it at all, grinning her teeth in pain, her facial features were distorted.

But the eyes are getting brighter and brighter, very excited, like a hunting beast.

Chai Lin frowned slightly, the little girl is good at protracted warfare, and continuing to consume is not good for her.

In an instant, Chai Lin's moves became fiercer.

The battle situation changed suddenly, and Sang Ye was almost beaten and beaten, retreating steadily.

With a sound of "bang...", Chai Lin punched and landed on the corner of Sang Ye's mouth. The blood soaked through the teeth and stained the lips.

Yu Zhi's heart ached in pain, and she subconsciously covered it.

Wang Xinfeng hurriedly pressed Yuzhi's head into his arms: "It's all right, don't look, it's all right."

Sang Dazhuang frowned, and yelled: "Sang Ye, are you trash, haven't you eaten, are you tickling someone? Hit me, hit me hard, don't stop, punch me, hurry up... ..."

Sang Ye bared her teeth, smiled evilly, and quickly punched amidst Sang Dazhuang's scolding.

Facing Sang Ye's fist, Chai Lin, who was a little guilty because he didn't pay attention to punching Sang Ye, was so shocked that he didn't care about anything else, and quickly dodged.

"What a quick punch..." Everyone exclaimed in unison.

The Meng family, who looked down on the Sang family, also changed their faces, and they really have some skills.

Sang Dazhuang frowned: "Not enough, hurry up, useless waste, use your right hand hard, straight punch, straight punch, continue to straight punch, speed up."

Following Sang Dazhuang's shout, Sang Ye was like a lion losing his mind, punching desperately, faster and faster, without any rules, and punching all by instinct. Chai Lin couldn't predict and resist according to the general routine at all. Time was beaten to death.