Chapter 351
Jiang Bufan was very dissatisfied with Jiang Ye's cold reaction: "Brother, what kind of attitude is this? She almost got engaged to you, and now she is in the arms of the second brother. Maybe you will call her the second sister-in-law in the future. How hard is this?" The rich and bloody drama..."

Jiang Ye turned around, raised his foot and kicked.

Jiang Bufan reacted quickly, took a step back, covered his lower body, and sweated all over: "Brother, you almost ruined my life!"

When he arrived at the hotel, Jiang Bufan was honest, holding the gift he brought from the capital in his hand, facing the old man respectfully, and obediently called "Dad."

The old man was closing his eyes and resting his mind. He opened his eyes when he heard the voice, "Is Bufan here? Did you come here by flying overnight so late?"

Jiang Bufan was a little embarrassed. In fact, he had been in Haicheng for a few days. He had been strolling around for the past two days, and he was only picked up by Jiang Ye today.

Can only muddle through vaguely.

Jiang Ye gave him a sharp eye knife, and he immediately stepped aside.

The old man seemed to have noticed something, and said cheerfully: "Haicheng is very lively now, I'm afraid he's not the only one here."

Jiang Bufan leaned forward to beat the old man's leg like a dog, and said: "I heard that the second brother is also here, maybe he will come to see you in two days."

The old man snorted inexplicably.

Everyone thought of the boss at the same time, but no one said anything.

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At night, Lin Yan's mobile phone suddenly received a message: "I am Ling Feiyu, this is my mobile phone number, please write it down."

The high-spirited tone was indeed that of a young lady who was used to orders.

Hong Meng: "Do you want to save it?"

"No, delete it."

I have to teach this young lady to be a man.

The next day, Lin Yan received another message from Ling Feiyu early in the morning: "I waited until midnight yesterday, and you didn't reply a word, it's so rude."

Hongmeng deleted the message again.

After arriving at the school, everyone was discussing yesterday's delegation.

"The High School Affiliated to Beijing University is very strong. I heard that the selection is all the top figures in the school."

"What are you afraid of? Ling Feiyu lost to Lin Yan in the last national competition."

"I heard that Ling Feiyu is a master of taekwondo, and also proficient in horsemanship, chess, and piano. He is an all-rounder."

"Lin Yan is still a master of traditional Chinese painting, who is afraid of whom?"

Lin Yan, as usual, took out the comic book. After two classes, there was a mess outside when the class was over, and Lao Ding hurried to find it.

Lin Yan: "What's the matter?"

Lao Ding seemed to see her for the first time, looked up and down for a long time, clicked his tongue twice in worry, turned and left.

Underestimating while walking: "Too thin, this is the trump card, I can't just break it now."

Lin Yan seemed to hear something, "If it's about fighting, I'd be happy to work for the school."

Lao Ding turned his head, his brows were furrowed, and his facial features were arranged into a "囧" character: "This is not a fight, it's a serious discussion, not pulling your hair and picking your nostrils as you imagined..."

Lin Yan smiled: "It turns out that the teacher fights like this."

Lao Ding was taken aback, I didn't, I wasn't, don't talk nonsense.

Lin Yan stuffed the comic book into the table hole: "Where is it?"

Lao Ding: "Have you ever learned it?"

He knew that Lin Yan could fight, but taekwondo sparring was not just about fighting, the most basic routine was the need for moves.

Lin Yan said honestly, "No."

"Bad," Lao Ding immediately gave up hope, and said, "I'd better find someone else."

The school's taekwondo club was kicked out of the gymnasium. It was supposed to be a casual competition, but they thought it would be a contest, and there would be a win for each other, and both sides would save face.

Whoever thought that the other party would come to the truth, the students in the entire club were kicked out.

Ling Feiyu was extremely arrogant, and said half-jokingly: "Since the student is not good, then I will trouble the teacher."

The delegation of Haicheng No. [-] Middle School was very angry.

Of course the teacher can't play, so Lao Ding is now looking for other students who have practiced taekwondo. As long as one of them can beat her, it is not too shameful.

Seeing Lao Ding leave, Lu Jia leaned over and said, "Why don't you participate? Ling Feiyu is too arrogant."

"Because I really haven't learned it before." Lin Yan looked innocent.

(End of this chapter)

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