My Idol Loves Me

"My dear daughter, my father didn't tell you to keep a low profile. My grades at that time were not enough. They were far worse than many of my predecessors." Shang Zhenjiang waved his hand and said modestly.

When the training time was over, the seven senior brothers of Shangjia martial arts school all ran into the living room. Qi Qi stood in a row and yelled, "master, I have finished the training."

"Well, his name is Han Xichen. He is your younger martial brother. Come to see him and get familiar with him. Later, he will practice martial arts with you." Shang Zhenjiang points to Han Xichen in the middle of the living room.

"Hello, senior brothers." Han Xichen said friendly.

Seven is a senior brother, looking at Han Xichen's famous brand, his heart is very disdainful, especially to practice martial arts, even with such a beautiful girl to take care of him.

Big star little white face, certainly can't eat bitter!

The elder martial brother's disdainful eyes were not concealed at all.

"Han Xichen ranked eighth, that's your junior brother. After dinner in the evening, gather in the backyard and learn from me how to make wooden pile. As the old rule is, the last person who finishes eating is responsible for tidying up the dishes and chopsticks. Go!" Shang Zhenjiang said.

The six disciples ran to the canteen in a hurry. They were afraid that they would wash the dishes by themselves.

"Hello, younger martial brother. I'm Zhuang Hao. Let's go to the canteen and eat with you." Zhuang Hao introduced himself and went to Han Xichen to invite him.

Han Xichen looked at the blue star and asked, "do you also go to the canteen for dinner?"

"We girls don't want to mix with you. Of course, en Xing has delicious food with me." Said Shang Xiaoxia, holding LAN en Xing's arm.

"Don't worry about anything else here. Since you are here to learn martial arts, you should only care about martial arts." Zhuang Hao's eyebrows moved slightly, and his smile disappeared, urging Han Xichen to say.

Han Xichen thought about it, but he went to the canteen with Zhuang Hao.

"You two little girls go to the backyard to find your mother. Tell her what you want to eat. I have to go and look at the students." Shang Zhenjiang went to the canteen with his hands back.

On this side, Han Xichen succeeded in his apprenticeship. On the other side, Philip arrived at the airport with his luggage. He could board the plane successfully and return home to reunite with Shang Xiaoxia.

"Xiao Xia, I'm here!" Philip rushed to the gate happily.

Unexpectedly, he saw his parents standing at the entrance of the passage, staring at him with displeasure.

Philip was surprised that his plan was perfect. What was wrong?

Damn it, he is only one step away from flying to find Shang Xiaoxia!

Mrs. Emily put her arms around her and said, "Oh, my God, Philip, what are you doing, sneaking away from home with your passport, you know how disappointed we are with you!"

"Dad." Philip looked at his father, Mr. Edmond, in a cry for help.

"I can't help you either. This time you run away and stand up for the countess and miss Nina, you have to go back and apologize to them in person." Philip's father, Mr. Edmond, shook his head and refused to help.

Philip is about to despair. If he doesn't go back, Shang Xiaoxia will forget him completely!

Philip's heart broke at the thought of it.

"I'm grown up, I'm an adult, mom and Dad, I have the right to decide my own life!" Philip argued.

Unfortunately, his words were completely ignored by his parents. Mr. Edmond motioned his bodyguards to control Philip and forced him back home.

When the family of three came home, Philip was put under house arrest.

Philip couldn't get in touch with Shang Xiaoxia by phone. He opened the window and looked down at the height of the third floor. It seemed that there was no way to escape.

"Don't be paranoid. I've come up with all the ways you can think of, so stay in the house and apologize tomorrow." Mrs. Emily opened the door, brought her dinner, turned and locked it with a key.

Philip was suffering like a fish in boiling oil.

Han Xichen, who is learning martial arts, is not very good either.

Zhuang Hao takes Han Xichen to the canteen. They sit side by side. The cook serves the food to everyone on the plate.

A whistle, seven elder martial brothers are buried in the plate to eat.

Han Xichen, who was preparing to eat, was stunned by the heroic eating methods of his senior brothers.

In less than five minutes, the seven elder martial brothers put all the food on the plate into their mouths, and then got up one after another and said, "I finished eating."

Han Xichen only ate a third of the meal, looked up and found that there was a little elder martial brother who looked no more than seven or eight years old on the table.

"Oh, no, I'm choking." Seeing that everyone had finished eating, he was anxious to learn from them and quickly put it into his mouth. As a result, he choked.

Han Xichen poured a glass of water and handed it to the younger martial brother. He didn't want to worry about it. He thought of LAN en Xing's smiling face and told him to care more about others.

Han Xichen goes over and gives the younger martial brother a smooth ride on his back.

The younger martial brother drank the water and felt much better. He swallowed all the food in his mouth and said, "thank you, brother Younger martial brother. ""You're welcome." Han Xichen went back to dinner.

The taste of the food was not so good as that of LAN en Xing. However, he knew that he should not be picky when he came to learn martial arts.

Han Xichen had to speed up the meal. When he finished eating, he went to the door and found that the seven elder martial brothers looked at him with arms in their arms.

"What's the matter?" Han Xichen did not know why.

"Our rule here is that whoever is the last to finish his meal in the canteen will be responsible for washing the dishes." Zhuang Hao explained.

When Han Xichen saw Zhuang Hao, he understood why he was so friendly to bring him to the canteen for dinner, just to let him wash the dishes.

Really naive!

Han Xi Chen make complaints about the bowl.

Shang Zhenjiang gathered in the backyard in the evening and saw that all seven disciples were there, but Han Xichen did not come.

"Where is Han Xichen?" Shang Zhenjiang asked.

"He's doing the dishes in the canteen!" The youngest apprentice stood upright and stretched his little face with baby fat and said like a little adult.

"On the first day, I'll have people wash the dishes Forget it, practice the posture I gave you during the day, and wait for your little brother. " Shang Zhenjiang said.

"Why should we wait for him alone?" Zhuang Hao said discontentedly.

"Han Xichen is your younger martial brother. Wait for me. Zhuang Hao, if you have any opinion, you will be punished to fill the water tank in front of the door to go to bed!" Shang Zhenjiang said sternly.

Zhuang Hao is not convinced and purses his mouth. He counts this on Han Xichen's head.

This little white face!

Han Xichen finished the bowl and came late. He joined the senior brother's team and stood in the first row with Zhuang Hao to learn how to hit wooden man piles.

This is the method handed down by the martial arts masters of the previous generation. The mixture of martial arts has absorbed a lot of essence.

Shang Zhenjiang stands in front of the wooden dummy pile, grabs the wood with his hand. The other hand quickly hits the wooden pile with his elbow, followed by a series of movements, which are flowing clouds and flowing water.

"Well, I'll just give you a simple demonstration. Next, you can practice by yourself and remember as much as you can." Shang Zhenjiang said.