Codex of the Old Gods: I Have a World

The little old man's eyebrows were drooped and his face was ridged, but his eyes were bright and lively.

It was Liang Dunyan, the president of Peiyang University.

Liang Dunyan shot himself in the foot and caught nothing. He also asked Zhao Chuanxin to destroy public facilities and run away.

In fact, he knew that the Qing court ordered the arrest of Zhao Chuanxin, and that the Beiyang soldiers were defeated by Zhao Chuanxin single-handedly. He even knew that Aixinjueluo and Yikuang had suffered a big loss at the hands of Zhao Chuanxin!

But the old man was able to pretend to be completely unaware without changing his expression.

He took off his shirt and tried it on, but still felt uncomfortable.

I could only laugh twice.

As long as he doesn't run, his foot strength is still remarkable.

He has to bear the blame.

If the clothes weren't very clean, Liang Dunyan would have looked like a Western migrant worker.

This launch alone won the house's approval.

Compared to just getting Zhao Chuanxin to pay for it at the beginning, Liang Dunyan is now more interested in Zhao Chuanxin.

Although the classification is unreasonable, many projects are repeated and irregular.

Oh, okay, I have to lament that Principal Liang, you are really unlucky.

"I just heard this, not witnessed it, but that's all I can imagine."

He now thinks so.

After all, Zhao Chuanxin did have a record of one fighting against a thousand, even though it was a modern hot weapon war.

Good guy, the girls on the periphery just covered their eyes.

People around him were talking a lot, and Zhao Chuanxin felt dizzy.

Traffic is important in any era. For example, during the Three Kingdoms period, Yingchuan Academy was a good place to get exposure. Another example is that in the Ming Dynasty, just showing your face in the Imperial College can make you feel present. Now, Zhao Chuanxin has been reported in the newspapers every day, and in Tianjin City It's very famous.

I am so powerful that I only pushed 17 meters?

Completely forget that when he was in school he could only push 10 meters away...

Zhao Chuanxin's eyes lit up: "You can have this!"

The weather at this time cannot be said to be bitterly cold, but it is certainly not warm either.

"Okay, Principal Liang, I'll just go for a walk and then leave."

"Just give it a try and these students won't disappoint Mr. Zhao."

Simply, take off the black T-shirt outside.

Zhao Chuanxin wanted to give it a try, but Liang Dunyan stepped forward and grabbed his arm: "Mr. Zhao, there are still many projects, so save your energy."

"Isn't this not good?" Zhao Chuanxin said shyly.

Some students simply ran behind the shot put, and after landing, they went over to measure: "5 feet 4 feet away!"

When everyone saw that Zhao Chuanxin actually played in person, they were all excited.

Zhao Chuanxin knew that he was just trying to get him to donate money.

Liang Dunyan interjected: "Why don't you try horse racing."

But no one dared to look down on him, firstly because his two horses were very evil, the first one was dead, and the second one was unusually tall but extremely fast, and was very clever.

He nodded hurriedly and bowed: "Thank you, sir, thank you, sir."

"Ah this..."

Some students take a stick with a ball of grass on top, wrap it with a cloth and stand it on the ground. It becomes a target.

"Divine power!"

But when Zhao Chuanxin went to the registration office to write his name, the students at the registration office recognized him.

This is roughly equivalent to about 17 meters in later generations.

"..."

Liang Dunyan smiled and shook his head: "Mr. Zhao, don't think that these students are all incompetent. Among them are masters who have passed down their martial arts skills, some are gymnastics masters who have learned from foreigners, some are dancing masters, and some are fencing masters... ...In short, if Mr. Zhao thinks that his ability is superior to them, he would be overestimating the world's heroes."

Zhao Chuanxin turned around and paid the driver, giving him an extra piece of gold as a tip.

Are you waiting to show off?

"Well, what a good name." Zhao Chuanxin praised him, and then said: "I would like to ask, do your parents have any grudge against you?"

The driver was overjoyed. He didn’t expect such a generous tip for this transaction. It was so worth it!

Zhao Chuanxin suddenly asked: "President Liang, does Beiyang University have a telegram?"

"This seems to be enough to break the record of the Western Olympic Games!"

Seeing his interest, Liang Dunyan suggested: "Mr. Zhao, I see that you are still young, why not give it a try?"

After all, this kind of thick shirt is too tight to be compared with sportswear.

Zhao Chuanxin wanted to rescue Zhang Rong today. If things didn't go well, he might end up in disgrace, and there was no need to dress so well.

Zhao Chuanxin pointed at the boy who was speaking: "Don't come up with bad ideas. You do what you want!"

What the hell?

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the driver's ribbed figure and his bright forehead, shook his head and said, "Sit yourself, I'll follow him."

The companion's eyes lit up: "Mr. Zhao is here? Is it really Mr. Zhao? I have to go and see. Mr. Zhao's speech is very interesting. Maybe he will give a speech today."

After Zhao Chuanxin mounted his horse, he looked at a circle of onlookers: "In a moment, do you want to see a pistol, a rifle, or a machine gun?"

"Yes, do you want to use it?"

At first, no one noticed him.

He thought for a while, no matter what, he did cause a certain degree of damage to Beiyang University.

When they arrived at Happy Valley, Zhao Chuanxin picked the tallest horse.

"As long as you don't rip off customers in the future, it will affect your height and your legs will be broken."

Am I so unlucky?

Everyone laughed.

Over there, Zhao Chuanxin recalled his shot putting skills when he was in school. He tried it out and found that the stiff clothes were in the way.

A good move is to retreat in order to advance.

Damn it, why didn't you see this person being so shameless before?

Zhao Chuanxin said: "In fact, our martial arts can also be added to it."

Moreover, there are rumors in the world that Zhao Chuanxin has Bodhidharma's light skill or magic bonus of crossing the river with a reed.

"Why not? We, the Chinese people, should rise up and catch up with the great powers. The first thing is to supplement the lack of civilization in science and technology, and the second thing is to strengthen our bodies."

From a distance, Liang Dunyan looked at everything with a smile.

Turning around in a circle will allow you to leave easily?

"Yes, Mr. Zhao, if you are brave enough, you can also try the stabbing competition."

I still have to go one step ahead and ask Principal Liang for us to have tea together some other time. "

He is really not good at "showing off his ugliness".

There are students here from Peiyang University, Beijing Normal University, Shanxi University and other universities.

"Well, no, no, no." Unexpectedly, Liang Dunyan refused. "Is it possible that Mr. Zhao wants to see you kicking in the crotch and I gouge each other on the field, throwing lime on each other?"

Some girls felt that the school promoted new styles and there was nothing to hide. As soon as they let go of their hands, they saw Zhao Chuanxin's well-proportioned muscles beating up and down.

If it had been anyone else, he would have been extremely ashamed after being told this by him, and would have hurriedly slapped his chest and swore to pay compensation or something.

The field events include holding an iron egg, high jump, and pole vault.

There were more people this time, almost the entire sports venue, including teachers and students, boys and girls, came to watch.