The First Strong Control In History Chapter 125

  Chapter 125 Happy Yuan Xiaopang

  Walking on the street, Yuan Xiaopang seemed to have lost all color, and murmured:

"are you human?"

   "Isn't it?"

   "Are you a devil?"

   "What's wrong with me, can't I change it!"

  Yuan Bei kicked his ass, and laughed and cursed: "You talk too much!"

   "What are you doing at home on weekends? Gaining weight? Learning a little more now will benefit you in the future. Don't be like me, just a genius awakener with no talent!"

   "No Promise!"

   Yuan Xiaopang: ...

  Is this speaking human language?

  I told you that you are not human, you still don't believe me? !

   "Brother, have you grown taller?"

   At this time, Yuan Xiaopang made gestures with his hands, and couldn't help asking in doubt.

   "Well, it's a bit long."

  Although there is no detailed measurement, his current height should be 1.8 meters. This matter made him annoyed for a while. After all, we all know that 1.8 meters is three heads taller than 1.79 meters!

  It is too tall, and it doesn't fit Yuan Bei's positioning of himself as weak.

   Immediately, he glanced lightly at the little fat man whose eyeballs were rolling round and round, with a treacherous face, and said lightly:

   "Okay, don't try to change the subject, if you dare to run today, you can use a wheelchair to run in the future."

   Yuan Xiaopang: w(Д)w

  No matter how much Yuan Xiaopang objected, after all, his arms couldn't twist his thighs, a family of four and three people, he had to listen even if he didn't listen.

  Besides, Yuan Bei is really doing it for his own good. The so-called skill is too much, who knows if luck will run out one day? It's better than him suffering from the second illness at home every day.

   After asking the driver, the two soon came to the largest training center in Lake City, where there were a wide variety of projects listed and categorized.

  From awakening training to children's taekwondo, there is nothing that cannot be taught.

  Of course, Yuan Bei was not prepared to enroll Yuan Xiaopang in tutoring classes. Learning this kind of thing really depends on self-consciousness... Forcibly adding negatives, the final result can only be negatives.

   But interest can be cultivated.

  As soon as I entered, a teacher came up and asked: "Hi, do you both want to sign up?"

   "No, he's the only one."

  Yuan Bei waved his hand, pointed at Yuan Xiaopang and said.

  The female teacher didn't care at all, she still introduced with a smile on her face:

"Then look, is there anything you are interested in? Or do you want to enroll in some of our remedial classes? There is no second teacher in our Zhongtian training in the entire Lake City. Every teacher is hired with a high salary. Many of the children have attended our remedial classes, and they all got pretty good grades in the end..."

   "You know the champion of the last college entrance examination, right? They came out from us. Even if they are awakened, we have cultivated several..."

   "All right, all right!"

  Yuan Bei stopped quickly, or he was a teacher, and what this little mouth told him was vague, and he would have to pay for it immediately after listening to it.

   "What do you want him to learn?"

  The female teacher asked with a smile on her face.

"Well…"

  Yuan Bei turned his head and glanced at Xiaopang who had no opinion, hesitated for a while and asked, "Do you have a class with a lot of girls?"

   "It's best to just have two or three boys."

   "Well, girls should be cuter, you know the second dimension? Just like the girls in anime."

   "Well, of course, it would be great if there was some physical contact during class."

  Female teacher:? ? ?

  She felt her smile froze a bit.

  Looking suspiciously back and forth between Yuan Bei and Yuan Xiaopang, this person... Is he choosing a class for this child? How does it feel to be looking for a child bride here?

  No matter how thick-skinned Yuan Bei is, it is a bit unbearable to look at him like a pervert. He quickly explained: "My brother is a bit introverted. I want him to exercise."

   Is this kind of exercise?

  But the teacher is a teacher after all, and her good education level still prevented her from saying something too abrupt. Instead, she thought for a while before saying:

   "Look, ballet class is okay?"

  In the end, when Yuan Xiaopang wanted to fight Yuan Bei desperately, the matter of the ballet class was still nothing.

   Actually, Yuan Bei thinks about it too. Yuan Xiaopang's chubby figure is not to meet new friends, but to make people laugh...

   It's fine for him to joke and joke, but if you really want others to make fun of it, it's really not good.

  This may be my brother!

In the end, after careful selection, with the recommendation of the female teacher and Yuan Xiaopang's own interest, Yuan Bei signed him up to three classes with a big wave of his hand. Spend every weekend to the fullest.

  Thinking of this, Yuan Xiaopang couldn't help but shed tears of emotion.

   But Yuan Bei was not such an unreasonable person, and allowed Yuan Xiaopang to enjoy his last empty weekend. Of course, the main reason was that the class would not start until next week.

  A sketch class, an appreciation class, and a warrior class requested by Yuan Xiaopang himself, which is commonly known as the Awakened Class.

   It made Yuan Bei a little unexpected.

  But it's always good to pursue a little bit, at least he knows that he can't resist, he has done his psychological work first, and Yuan Xiaopang basically chose the three classes by himself.

   It also made Yuan Bei somewhat relieved.

   It's short to say, but to pick and choose and ask some questions, the time has actually passed all morning.

  Taking the mournful little fat man to lunch, he sent Yuan Xiaopang back by taxi alone.

  Looking at the time, he turned around and took a taxi, heading towards Zhang Peng's house.

  While walking halfway, Yuan Bei received a call from Zhang Peng.

  The distance is not far.

  Getting out of the car, Yuan Bei quickly walked to Zhang Peng's house, thinking about the consequences of being late, he couldn't help but go faster.

   It is really a last resort.

  Although she had already won the ticket to the official competition with the first place, but apart from the two-day rest at the beginning, Zhang Xiner has intensified in the past few days.

  The intensity of the training was only worse than before. Even a tough man like Yuan Bei practiced every day until his whole body lost all strength.

   This is still the case when he is on the hook, not to mention Zhang Peng, his home is a training ground, and Zhang Xiner is also thinking about her younger brother, so she pulls him in from time to time to add a small stove or something.

  Yan Huohuo, can you not keep up?

   Zhang Xiner's Ai's fists and Yan Huohuo's spurs combined to form the combination skill "Ai's Second Kick". Zhang Peng has not stopped for a while.

  However, the increase in strength can also be seen with the naked eye. At least now that Zhang Xiner is amplified, he can still fight back and forth for a while.

  But Zhang Peng obviously couldn't bear it a little bit, with snot and tears

   On the contrary, the time for formal joint training has become the time he looks forward to the most every day, and there are more or less two people who can help him share the attention...

  Yuan Bei expressed high sympathy for what happened to Comrade Zhang Peng, but he still stood firmly on the side of Comrade Zhang Xiner.

   Just thinking about it, the more Yuan Bei thought about it, the more familiar this operation became.

   Or it can be said that being a sister and being a brother are similar in the world.

   Ask for a ticket, the next chapter will be later.

  (end of this chapter)

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