Fast-traveling female supporting role: There is no limit to fancy flirting with men

Chapter 135

"Sister Ziling."

Wu Ziling teased Feng Ling, and as soon as he wandered to the vicinity of the small green house, he was caught by Lin Xiaorou.

"Morning sister Xiaorou." Wu Ziling was a little embarrassed.

"It's getting late, it's already 07:30. I'm here to find you for dinner, and I'll tell you some good news." Lin Xiaorou's face was filled with a smile.

"What good news."

"Today, there is an open class for Instructor Feng. Let's hurry up to eat, and then go to reserve a seat. If we are late, we will not be able to grab it."

"Then you come up, I will carry you."

Fengling's open class?Wu Ziling really wanted to see it.

In the first month of enrollment, the school gives 50 contribution points for free, which can be regarded as a little care for the children of martyrs, and they will earn by themselves in the future.

Breakfast is a contribution, rice porridge, steamed buns and pickles.

In the apocalypse, food is very tight because it cannot be produced normally, and acid rain falls every now and then, so everything is more or less contaminated.

The food provided in the school is all grown by ourselves, the students of the soil department provide soil, the students of the water department water and irrigate, the seeds of the wood department are stimulated, and the meat is the meat of the mutant beasts that are beaten back. Rich, can enhance physical fitness.

After eating, Wu Ziling and Lin Xiaorou went to the martial arts training ground together. When they arrived, the martial arts training ground was already overcrowded.

Wu Ziling and Lin Xiaorou each paid five contribution points, squeezed into the crowd and sat down.

Everyone sat on the ground, surrounding Feng Ling.

Fengling was teaching martial arts today, including Five Tiger Fist and Twelve-Way Leg Jump.

"Five Tiger Boxing imitates the state of a tiger when it is pouncing on food. The eyes must be accurate and the punches must be fierce. The emphasis is on hitting the target with one hit. There are no fancy moves, but it is very practical in combat. If you practice it well, you can even use it with bare hands. Easily kill an old one."

While Feng Ling was speaking, he began to practice, his movements were chic, his attacks were fierce, and shadows of fists flashed in the air.

"Did you see clearly?"

"Instructor Feng, I didn't see clearly, so you can continue to play tricks."

A delicate female voice sounded from the first row.

"That's the No. [-] fan of Instructor Feng, the daughter of the vice principal of our school. She is a fool who contributes a lot. Every time she grabs the first row." Lin Xiaorou approached Wu Ziling and explained in a low voice, there was still a trace of disdain in her eyes, and a little bit of smallness. jealous.

"Aren't there five contribution points in the first row?" Wu Ziling asked strangely.

"The first row has 20 contribution points! Four times as many as us." Lin Xiaorou couldn't hide the jealousy and envy in her eyes.

"Xiaorou, I haven't asked you yet, what kind of supernatural power do you have, and how many contribution points do you have in a month?" Wu Ziling's curiosity was only aroused.

"Gold." A low voice.

"Isn't that a great attribute? Didn't your mentor choose you?"

"I don't know why. My metal property is very weak." As she spoke, Lin Xiaorou clenched her fist and activated five spikes. Wu Ziling's eyes lit up. Isn't this the Wolverine she dreamed of?
"It's so handsome!" She sighed and stretched out her hand to touch it. It was soft and soft, falling down as soon as she touched it, like noodles.

Uh, kind of embarrassing.

Lin Xiaorou's face was slumped, she was about to cry, and she put away her spikes with a heart ashamed.

"You see that you are too thin. If you eat more and your physical fitness improves, you should be able to stimulate very powerful spikes!" Wu Ziling looked at her thin and thin body and couldn't help comforting her.

"Really?" Lin Xiaorou regained her anger, staring at Wu Ziling expectantly.

"Really!" Wu Ziling looked at her fragile appearance, thought of her brother, and couldn't help but raise her voice and nod fiercely.

"That chatter, stand up!"

(End of this chapter)