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After eating, Erjian brought the class 29 to the public plaza and sat in a row. Ye Wen began to make a report on everyone's data there, and then see what the turnover is today. .

In the end, after all the calculations, Jin Huiming's manpower overwhelmed the crowd, not only became the well-deserved overlord of the Au class, but also became the breaker of the school's sales record, and it was nine times higher than the previous record, except for another super genius In addition, Jin Huiming's record can almost hang on the list forever.

And No.2 is actually Wang Jian. He entered the second place with a gross profit of [-] and a net profit of [-]. Faculty and staff on the list.

As for the total score, Class 29 not only surpassed any other class in the school, but even surpassed the United Aircraft Carrier Battle Group from Class 29 to Class [-]. This was enough for Wang Jian to be proud for a month, and he could think of it when he was in class again on Monday. As soon as the statistics table came out, when the scrolling news was played on the school's super-large monitor, how proud the people in class [-] could be.

But No.1 is on Wang Jian's side, and No.1 is also at the bottom... Dawei's gross profit is six yuan, and the net profit has reached an astonishing eleven thousand and three thousand. Although he has to bear the loss himself, but This is almost the same as Jin Huiming can be recorded in the annals of history forever.

Moreover, Dawei became the most generous buyer. He didn't spend a dime in his own class, but spent a total of 160 yuan and [-] cents in stalls in other people's classes.I bought all kinds of wonderful things, such as cattle caress blankets, oil paintings drawn by students, socks, bracelets made of agate strings, chessboards made of ceramics, and chess. The back seat of his car is full, there is no gap at all.

"You are really sick." Seeing Dawei stuffing things into the car, Wang Jian could only shake his head silently: "I will go to the martial arts hall by myself later, and you go back and put things away."

"I don't remember so many." Dawei scratched his head with a helpless expression: "I didn't buy so many..."

"You bought it!" Wang Jian poked his head into the car to have a look: "You definitely bought it."

After finishing speaking, Wang Jian waved to the kids in Class 29: "Let's go, don't go crazy on Sunday."

"Wait a minute! Master!" Ye Wen called Wang Jian from behind: "We still have to pay dividends to Li Nuo and Huang Yue. Each of them can get nearly [-]! Such a large sum of money, without you, How dare I move..."

Wang Jian snorted: "Don't get robbed, just get the points as agreed."

"What about your share?" Ye Wen seemed to be really sensitive to numbers and was also very fussy: "After deducting the messy things, you can get thirty-three thousand."

"Here's the card." Jin Huiming handed his bank card to Ye Wen: "My money and my old Wang's money are combined."

Ye Wen looked at Wang Jian, then at Jin Huiming: "This is not good...the amount is huge."

"Don't listen to her."

Wang Jian also handed Ye Wen the bank card he just opened: "I am different from her bank, don't get me wrong...she has a huge sum of money."

Ye Wen snorted, then patted his backpack, turned his head and shouted to all the staff in the knife squad: "Brothers, find a secluded place to share the spoils."

His voice directly caused everyone in the class to have a rosy face, especially Li Nuo and Huang Yue, who had betrayed their looks for a day. One of them was greedy for money and the other was short of money. This is as excited as the working people who heard that the whole country was about to be liberated in [-].

Then these guys swayed and disappeared.And Wang Jian also dragged his tail and took a taxi to the door of the martial arts hall.

When they got there, they found that the lights inside were brightly lit, and many people gathered around the door to peek inside, and there was also a faint crowd of people inside.

A bad premonition suddenly rose in Wang Jian's heart. He hurried forward to push through the crowd and got in.As soon as he entered, the first thing he saw was Zhang Weiye standing in the middle of the hall, poking arrogantly there, and there were three people on the ground that Wang Jian had no impression of.

"What's this for?"

Wang Jian took off his shoes and walked into the martial arts hall: "Where is this trouble?"

Zhang Weiye laughed, and greeted Wang Jian like an invitation: "Master! These people are here to collect protection fees!"

"Where are the five and six sons?"

Wang Jian also laughed. You must know that Xu Hu and his group live on protection fees. They are professional collectors of protection fees, and they take protection fees for granted. After all, they have to go to the scene and work hard .But these few people who were beaten to the ground didn't look like they could be good security guards. After all, people born from love and wretched faces couldn't be the president of the country.

In the same way, this group of people came to collect protection fees, probably because they saw that the facade was newly renovated, and they came here to extort money to get some money and go back to feel comfortable.

But this time it seems that they really went to the wrong temple, worshiped the wrong god, and asked the martial arts school to collect protection fees, which is simply a crime...

"They, today their boss held a banquet, and they went to eat." Zhang Weiye kicked each of the three people on the ground as he said, "Go! Ask my master for protection money!"

"I said, why are you here every day?" Wang Jian was also curious: "Don't you do anything?" Zhang Weiye wiped his sweat and face: "My father said, now my task is Exercising and finding a wife, don't worry about anything else."

Wang Jian was stunned, and a picture instantly formed in his mind. Zhang Weiye is actually a mentally handicapped boy. His father touched his head with his hard-working and callused hands and said, "My son, you can't do much. Exercise your body." Well, finding another daughter-in-law is the greatest reward for our old Zhang family..."

"Master?" Looking at the expression on Wang Jian's face, Zhang Weiye was a little puzzled: "I am the second child at home. I have a half-brother at the top, and a half-brother at the bottom. The second child who can't get up and down, why do you want to fight with those people who have no emotional foundation? daughter in law."

After listening to his explanation, Wang Jian finally understood. After all, this kind of family struggle has been written about in movies and TV, and Zhang Weiye seems to really belong to the kind of careless and heartless person, otherwise he would be beaten up when he came to kick the hall After being half-dead, the next day you can obediently come to call Master, this kind of mind is rare.

Of course, this is one of the reasons why Wang Jianting is optimistic about him.People who practice martial arts, the achievement is directly proportional to the mind, I have never heard of a master who is narrow-minded, this is the same as the very mysterious mentality written in the novel, there is a certain relationship between it.

"What kind of protection fee do you charge?" Wang Jian squatted on the ground and patted the protection fee collectors who were beaten to the ground by Zhang Weiye: "Next time you collect protection fee, you must pay attention to where it is. What kind of fist?" Do not enter such places as gymnasiums, judo halls, and martial arts halls."

After speaking, Wang Jian patted the shoulders of the three of them: "Let's go."

"Master? You let them go?" Zhang Weilong squeezed his fingers and said, "I haven't had enough yet!"

After hearing what he said, the three people who had been beaten badly decided not to pretend to be dead. They got up and ran out, disappearing in a blink of an eye.

"It's Saturday, and you're alone?"

"No." Zhang Weilong shook his head: "Everyone is here, just went to eat. Master, let alone, the training method you taught us really works."

In fact, Wang Jian taught them differently from teaching Lin Yaxuan. After all, Lin Yaxuan had no foundation, and these people had some foundation, so what Wang Jian asked them to do every day was to hit the same point on the sandbag with the same force, [-] yuan. Second-rate……

The reason for doing this is very simple. It is to thoroughly figure out the limit of your own strength every time. After all, martial arts is different from arithmetic. Martial arts can hurt others, but it is easier to hurt yourself. Before you figure out yourself, punch It is absolutely easy to break yourself into a bone.

And once a bone is broken, the achievements in this life will become very limited. After all, it is difficult for a person with old injuries to reach the top.

When Wang Jian was practicing against Zhang Weilong that day, he discovered that although Zhang Weilong had studied for a long time, he still couldn't figure out his own ability.It's like Spiderman competes with Hulk for strength, Hulk compares with Iron Man for flying height, Iron Man compares speed with Monkey King...

The end result is death...

"Shall I teach you how to play dodgeball today?" Wang Jian made two gestures casually: "This is very important, because you all learned judo in the beginning. If I focus on training your sensitivity, you should be stronger."

"Dodgeball?" Zhang Weilong smiled conceitedly: "It's a trivial matter, this is too basic."

Wang Jian smiled and said nothing until half an hour later...

"Master, I surrender..." Zhang Weilong lay on the ground, his face was purple with exhaustion: "I can't bear it... this dodgeball, who can stand it!"

It turns out that Wang Jian’s dodge ball is to tie many steel balls with ropes and hang them on the ceiling to form a ball array of different heights. , just extend it by 10 minute!

"I'll give you a demonstration. It has a very vivid name. It's called Gou Xiong Playing the Piano. It's about being cautious."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Hu's bluffing voice came from outside: "Master! Master! Here we come!"

Looking at the drunk Xu Hu, Wang Jian was stunned: "Huh?"

"It's okay, I just haven't seen you for a long time." Xu Hu supported Wang Jian's shoulder: "I miss you."

"Starting tomorrow, you can't drink alcohol." Wang Jian waved his hand: "If you can't bear it, you can only have one bottle of beer a day."

"You want our lives..."

Xu Hu sighed, and then sat down on the spot: "Today, I heard news that recently there are some big bosses in the city who want to hold a martial arts competition. No.1 will be rewarded with 10 yuan!"

Wang Jian was taken aback: "The martial arts conference?"