I collect waste in heaven

Chapter 301 The Unhappy Uncle Loves Drinking
"What did you say?!"

Pang Wei now has some doubts about his hearing.

beat him!

Where did his confidence come from?

People who don't even have the qualifications to enter the Martial Arts Academy after blood sampling are so arrogant.

Didn't he understand what he just said?

He is awake!

Xin Zhao did not!

"Be decent, isn't it good?" Xin Zhao sighed softly, stretched out his hand to straighten Pang Wei's skirt, "You don't want to save face, okay, I just said, get out before I beat you."

This time Xin Zhao didn't deliberately lower his voice.

People around can hear clearly.

Zhen Xing, who was sitting in front of the broken bicycle, grinned and shook his head, while Pang Wei's eyes narrowed.

"Xin Zhao!"

"You are a person who has no qualifications to enter the Martial Arts Academy, what are you arrogant about!"

"You have a lot of stomach fire." Xin Zhao fanned it twice in front of his nose, "You need to take some medicine to clear your stomach and reduce stomach fire, otherwise your breath will be too strong."

"You..." Pang Wei stretched out his finger.

"Don't point at people, it's very impolite." Xin Zhao sighed softly, his eyes were very helpless, "Although I don't know where you got the news from, but I'm sure, I can beat you as much as I want now. Beat you, believe it? Ravage, if you don’t understand the meaning of this word, you can go to the Internet to look it up.”

"Xin Zhao!!!"

"Oh, it shocked me to death."

Zhao Xin put his hands on his ears, with some displeasure in his eyes.

"Why, it shows that you have a loud voice."

"You have a loud voice?"

"Get out of here, I'm not in the mood to hit you now, so don't force yourself up. You said that if I suddenly became jealous and I really wanted to beat you, you wouldn't be able to beat me."

Pang Wei, who was standing opposite, clenched his fists tightly.

"You wait!"

"Xin Zhao, if you want to still be a man, just wait for me in school for three months. Don't change schools halfway!"

"Who can say for sure about this matter, maybe you transferred to another school halfway?" Xin Zhao looked at him with a smile, "Come on, my fist is already itchy."

"go!"

Pang Wei's eyes cracked in anger.

"Brother Wei, let's leave like this?" Not long after leaving, the people around Pang Wei asked, "That Xin Zhao is really crazy."

"Can you beat him?" Pang Wei stared.

In an instant, the few people around were silent.

Xin Zhao is notoriously tough at school.

Even Pang Wei, the president of the Taekwondo Club, was no match, so how could they beat Xin Zhao.

"We are definitely that Xin Zhao is crazy."

"Use you to say, don't I know?"

If possible, Pang Wei wished that Xin Zhao would kneel in front of him right now, begging for mercy.

Too bad he can't.

Regardless of whether he is eligible to enter the Martial Arts Academy, or Xin Zhao is not on the list, there is still no change between the two of them now.

He did not accept the teaching of Martial Arts Academy.

Xin Zhao.

It was possible to ravage him a few days ago, and it is still possible now.

"Are you sure Xin Zhao isn't on the list?"

On the way to the concert hall, Pang Wei asked again.

"Sure, my brother-in-law is the chief secretary of our dean. He saw that there is no Xin Zhao on the list." The tall and thin young man replied.

Pang Wei didn't speak, but silently clenched his fists.

If he wants to turn over, he can only put everything in the martial arts academy, and Zhao Xin must not transfer to another school before he succeeds in his studies.

"Let them go?"

In just a short while, Zhen Xing had already drank a bottle of white wine.

"Otherwise, would I still be able to beat them? Mainly I'm not in the mood right now." Xin Zhao shrugged and sighed, watching Pang Wei's back as they left, "Young people nowadays are really too arrogant."

"Are you talking about them again?" Zhen Xing smiled.

"Then who else can I say?"

"Shouldn't you tell yourself that?"

"Me?! I just don't keep a low profile, and what I do is equal to my strength. If I were those people just now, they would definitely have to go around when they saw me. How can I lick my face and move up? Beat it?"

Xin Zhao chewed the lollipop into pieces and took a breath.

"Withdrawn."

"Come back to chat with you next time."

Glancing at the wine bottle next to Zhen Xing, Xin Zhao smiled again.

"Drink less. If you really want to drink, I will bring you some good wine next time."

"That's a good relationship." Zhen Xing smiled.

The down-and-out uncle loves to drink, and nine times out of ten he is a master.

Xin Zhao is also someone who has read countless comics.

The settings in it are all the same, but I don't know if this uncle will fit his identity setting.

Leaving Cangmai, Zhao Xin intended to go to the concert hall to listen to Xiner, but Ding Chengli called him over on the way.

"Old Ding."

Xin Zhao, who rushed to the principal's office, opened the door and entered.

When he came in, he saw a pretty girl sitting in the office.

Youthful, beautiful and radiant.

"Beauty, have we met somewhere?" Xin Zhao grinned, and the beauty sitting on the sofa also nodded with a smile, "I met once, backstage at the school celebration..."

"I remembered."

Xin Zhao smiled and clapped his hands.

No wonder it looked familiar. At the backstage of the school anniversary party, she was the one who informed him to go up and perform another song.At that time, General Tong Cailiang was still troubling him in the background, asking him to beat him hard.

The funeral was also taken care of by this beautiful assistant teacher.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Ding Chengli on the office chair coughed twice.

"Stop coughing, cough up bronchitis again." Xin Zhao looked back, "When you see a beautiful woman, you don't want to talk about it. You can be jealous at such an age."

Ding Chengli's old face blushed suddenly, and the beautiful assistant teacher also covered her mouth and laughed.

"so rude."

"Don't blame me. I was very respectful when we first met. Who told you to be disrespectful?" Name it, Ding Ning.”

"Ding Ning? Ding!"

Xin Zhao turned his head subconsciously, Ding Chengli sat on the seat and frowned unkindly.

"You and this old man."

"He is my grandfather." Ding Ning said with a smile, "It doesn't matter. In fact, I also think that my grandfather is not upright and disrespectful. We think the same about this."

"Heroes cherish each other." Xin Zhao grabbed Ding Ning's hand and patted it back and forth.

"Cough cough." Ding Chengli coughed twice again, Xin Zhao sighed after hearing it, "Old Ding, if you really have a sore throat, go buy some cough syrup, you keep coughing, what are you doing?"

"Can you let go?" Ding Chengli frowned.

"I didn't touch you either."

"My granddaughter's hand!"

Ding Chengli stared, and Xin Zhao looked at Ding Ning with a sneer. The other party didn't seem to care too much, and there was still a smile in his eyes.

"Hahaha, Ding Ning's skin is well maintained, do you have any secrets?" Xin Zhao laughed.

"If you also like maintenance, I can teach you in the future. Anyway, we will work together in the future, and there will be quite a lot of time." Ding Ning smiled generously.

"Work together?!"

"Didn't my grandfather tell you?" Ding Ning asked, and Ding Chengli also sighed, "Ding Ning is another assistant teacher at the Martial Arts Academy."

"The college professor?"

There was some hesitation in Xin Zhao's eyes, and the door of the office was pushed open, and a bald and strong man with a smile walked in from outside.

"It's down!"

(End of this chapter)