super ambiguous

"Stop playing, it's too simple and boring, go and look at other things."

Yang Xie threw the recurve bow on the sofa nearby to rest, and said to Fatty Sun with a smile, although he doesn't mind what others think of him, but if someone insists on using himself as a stepping stone to his sister, then Yang Xie didn't mind slapping him hard either.

Sure enough, is hitting people in the face the best way to calm down?

Yang Xie's gloominess at this moment has dissipated in sevens and eighties following the consecutive three yuan, which is very good and strong.

Lin Gong held Fan Qianlian's hand on the bow and was already frozen there. Looking at the backs of Yang Xie and Fatty Sun hooking up and leaving, his face was livid. This guy must have done it on purpose. The first time he played bow, it must be that Fatty Sun, in order to save his face, collaborated with this student party to act as a trustee, in order to slap himself hard...

Son of a bitch!

Lin Gong thought that he had grasped the truth, and his teeth were about to be gritted with hatred. Usually, he was the only one who should be blamed, so how could anyone else come to blame him?

"Brother Gong, are you still playing?"

Fan Qianlian pulled the string of the recurve bow pitifully, she was so tired, but seeing Lin Gong's expression at the moment, she dared not let go, otherwise she might be severely educated.

"Is he really a student of your school?" Lin Gong turned his head, his eyes were stern, and Fan Qianlian subconsciously let go of her right hand in fright, and the arrow flew out limply, and fell to the floor before reaching the target.

However, none of the people who followed Lin Gong dared to laugh.

"Yes, a sophomore." Fan Qianlian nodded again and again. She couldn't be more sure of this. After all, she had also collected Yang Xie's information, and even made a special folder to put Yang Xie's photos in it. In the dead of night, I quietly admired it, imagining the beautiful scene of the campus national husband pressing on me, and then...

Cough, [-] words are omitted here, in general, Fan Qianlian can be regarded as Yang Xie's brainless fan on the forum, if it wasn't because she was afraid that Lin Gong would be jealous, she would have gone to Yang Xie to ask for an autograph just now.

"Don't play anymore, archery is boring, go and see other things."

Lin Gong threw away the bow and followed the position where Fatty Sun and the two left. The people behind him looked at each other in blank dismay. Lin Gong likes to play recurve bows the most. How could it be boring? He must be stepping on people Bar?

Too nervous, too excited, too cruel, hurry up, there is a good show to watch!

Sun Zhiwei introduced the various facilities of this club to Yang Xie as he walked. Hearing that there was fencing here, Yang Xie immediately became more interested. He is the best at cheap stuff. When he was in the mountain city, he followed Song Xiaojiang is known as a double scumbag in the mountain city. He has never played fencing before, and he needs to improve his posture.

Fencing is a sport that can improve people's coordination, exercise their ability to respond, and even change a person's temperament. Therefore, it has attracted many people, especially many women to study. Right now, there are four people stabbing each other, jumping up and down very happily.

"Brother Yang, come and try this?"

There are three types of swords here: epee, foil and saber. The one held by Sun Zhiwei is a saber, with a crescent-shaped guard plate, which can be attacked or received... oh no, it can be chopped or stabbed, because of the range of movement Larger, fast attack speed, strong threat, and relatively high requirements for the player's footwork flexibility and tactical quick response ability.

"Are you going to practice with me?" Yang Xie looked at Sun Zhiwei amusedly. With his body type, if he was jumping around like that, it would be a joy, right?

"Okay!" Sun Zhiwei agreed without hesitation, and the waiter couldn't help pursing his lips and chuckling so generously.

This waiter is wearing a light pink cheongsam. Her eyes are very big, and she smiles watery as if she can talk. She looks like a student. If it is normal, Sun Zhiwei will probably make a tone~ tease her a few times, and say no I'm leaving the club in a while, and we can have a supper together...

But today, with Yang Xie around, Sun Zhiwei seemed particularly honest.

"Do you want to be so reluctant?"

"Hey, don't force it, don't force it."

Fencing?

Lin Gong came over and saw Yang Xie was swinging a saber casually there, and he looked like a layman in his posture, he immediately had an idea, and said with a smile: "Isn't Fatty Sun the least Are you good at fencing? If this classmate is interested, let me play with you?"

In Rongcheng, Lin Gong's fencing can be regarded as one of the few. His title of national second-level athlete is also because of fencing. Although he has played less in recent years because of work, he can deal with Yang Xie For laymen, it is still easy.

Even God is helping me, I want to let myself out of my bad breath!

"Lin Gong, you are enough. You are already a second-level national athlete. Why don't you join in the fun with us? Why don't we play Sanda, and you can pick any one to come up and play with me, or you can come up together."

Sun Zhiwei is so angry, this Lin Gong is too much, how could he do this!

Since being beaten up by Liu Ying last time, Fatty Sun learned from the pain and practiced the Hunyuan Jue for a long time, and his strength is not weak. At least, none of Lin Gong and others are his opponents.

"What is Sanda like? It's a barbarian's game. People in the upper class like us should play aristocratic sports like fencing, right? Sun Zhiwei, I'm not talking about you. Although your grades are not as good, you can't give up on yourself." ah……"

Lin Gong and his companions behind him all burst into laughter. Whoever is going to play Sanda with Fatty Sun? With his fat body, his defense and attack power have been increased by 10 for no reason. Do you think labor and capital look like fools?

Lin Gong ignored Sun Zhiwei, who was blowing his beard and staring at him, but set his eyes on Yang Xie, and said with a smile: "How is it? This classmate, you and my girlfriend are alumni, and she said you are a famous man on campus. Why? Cowardly when you leave the campus? That’s right, for those of you who are protected in the ivory tower, the outside world is too dangerous..."

Yang Xie glanced at Lin Gong who was constantly pulling hatred, and said lightly: "Don't you see that I'm busy?"

"Busy? Do you have any?" Lin Gong looked at Yang Xie playing with the saber, and said with a smile: "I only see you procrastinating."

"Procrastination? Nonono!" Yang Xie waved his hand, and said calmly, "Wasting time is procrastination, and time is money. On the surface, you seem to be procrastinating, but I am actually showing off my wealth, understand?"

"Show off your wealth?"

Lin Gong felt that his three views had been rewritten, and wasting time was said to be so lofty. He was really speechless. However, for Lin Gong, the problems that money can solve are not problems!

"Well, I'll give you [-] first, as buying your time for this game, and then let's have a fencing match. If I lose, I'll give you another [-], and if I win, you just need to give me [-]. Five thousand is enough, and you can still earn five thousand, how about it? Do you have the guts to compare?" Lin Gong squinted at Yang Xie, with a look on his face that you kid has earned it, hurry up and worship me and then come and compare with me appearance.

Ten thousand?buy my time?

"Okay, I agree."

Yang Xie replied with a smile, at the current rolling speed of Xiao Yao's funds, he could earn tens of millions in minutes, but he was spending this time to earn [-]...

It's really expensive to be so rich...

However, money is naturally capricious.

……

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