prodigal fish cubs

A group of people went deep into the Yang Meng Martial Arts Hall under the leadership of the staff.

The martial arts hall has a central dojo and an indoor training room separated by glass.

The staff explained: "We have a lot of students in Yangmeng Martial Arts Hall, and we have a lot of classes. We usually train in an independent indoor training room."

They passed through the central dojo. On the way, they saw several teachers in martial arts uniforms teaching students 1-on-1 or 2-on-1.

The staff said: "We have 20 students in one class."

Rong Kerou made an evaluation in his heart, there are a lot of students.

Just like the Beibei Children’s Home, there are four teachers for eight students in the middle class. Each time two teachers work in shifts to take care of the children. Generally, one teacher takes care of four students.

Children like Rong Qiuqiu have a total of 20 students, which is not a number that a teacher can see.

After walking for a few minutes in the huge martial arts hall, the staff stopped.

Rong Kerou's gaze was attracted by the teaching inside the transparent glass wall in the martial arts gym.

The teacher in the uniform of the martial arts gym led the front, teaching the young students in the class to carry out special training.

He held a pointer in his hand, and if someone failed to learn, he would slap the opponent's palm hard.

It was a coincidence when they came, the teacher took a soft whip and slapped the palm of a young man who seemed to be no more than 20 years old.

The young man's face paled instantly.

Others may not be able to hear it, but when Rong Qiuqiu heard the scream of the young man inside the soundproof glass, it seemed to be in pain.

Rong Qiuqiu's small body trembled, he took a step back, and sobbed softly, he felt that the teachers here were too scary.

Fei'er held Rong Qiuqiu's chubby hands tightly, comforting him silently.

Rong Kerou frowned, and continued to observe the training in other rooms, she found that the coach often beat the students hard.

Rong Kerou looked at the female staff and asked: "...This should be considered corporal punishment, right?" She always believed that corporal punishment was wrong.

The staff smiled and nodded, "How can this be considered corporal punishment? This is just a routine method used to deal with dull and unsophisticated students. Although this method may cause a little pain in the body, it has to be said that the effect is significant."

Rong Kerou: "..."

Rong Qiuqiu's pupils were full of tears, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo QAQ."

Rong Kerou's eyelids twitched, and asked: "It's like this for adults, but what about children?"

The staff looked at Rong Qiuqiu and Fei'er, and asked, "Are you referring to these two children?"

Rong Kerou nodded.

The staff member said: "You can rest assured about this, we have the most professional teachers, and they will be very measured."

Rong Kerou: "..."

The implication is probably that if your child does not do well, our teacher will still beat him, but please rest assured that he will not be beaten badly.

Rong Kerou's whole person is not well.

It's not a day or two for Rong Qiuqiu to bear, but facing such a bear child, Rong Kerou has always been reluctant to beat him too much, she really can't feel at ease sending Rong Qiuqiu to such a martial arts gym.

She was silent for a while, and asked tactfully, "Do you have a... gentler teacher here?"

"Gentle teacher?" the staff asked in doubt.

Rong Kerou said, "It's the teacher who never beats the children."

Before the staff could answer, a mocking voice came to everyone's ears, "You can't even endure such a little bit of hardship, and you still want to become a master? Heh."

Rong Kerou and the others turned around, and what caught their eyes was an old man who looked to be in his 70s or [-]s.

The staff respectfully said: "Master."

Rong Kerou frowned. It had to be said that bad habits would be inherited.

Such as corporal punishment.

As the owner of Yang Meng Martial Arts Academy, he may have taken the lead in corporal punishment of students, and then other coaches working here also learned the same teaching method one by one.

Because it is simple and effective in a short period of time.

Rong Kerou lowered her eyes and looked at the weak and helpless Rong Qiuqiu. She really couldn't bear to send her child to this place.

Rong Kerou took a deep breath, looked at the staff and said, "Thank you for bringing me here, but I don't think my child is suitable for Yang Meng Martial Arts."

Stay on the line when you speak, so that you can be a better man in the future.

Normally, Rong Kerou would say, "Please let me go home and think about it", but the words spoken by the owner of Yang Meng are so ugly, she doesn't care what she is said to be, but it is about Rong Qiuqiu, she doesn't want to Tolerate.

She held Rong Qiuqiu's little hand and said, "Let's go."

Rong Qiuqiu breathed a sigh of relief.

Fei'er, who had always been worried about Rong Qiuqiu, also breathed a sigh of relief.

The owner of the Yang Meng Martial Art Museum looked a little ugly, he said: "You are really an ignorant woman, educating children in such a conniving way can only educate trash, now..."

Rong Kerou stopped, turned her head, and frowned at the martial arts master.

She wanted to reason with the other party.

However, unexpectedly, Mayfair's master driver did not have reasonable ideas.

A terrifying aura of being a combat master permeated the driver's body. He smiled at the owner Yang Meng and asked, "Excuse me, what did you just say? Can you say it again?"

Rong Kerou labeled the driver master in his heart, a fifth-level fighter.

Level [-] is already a very cutting-edge strength on a low-level life star. If he wants to, then he is initially qualified to move to a medium-life star.

Water flows to low places, and people climb to high places.

It is because a large number of geniuses are frantically rushing towards the middle and high life stars, so under normal circumstances, there are very few low-level life star fifth-level fighters, which makes the master driver extremely powerful.

However, there are special cases, such as the most chaotic law-free zone, the inner ring of the slums.

The inner ring of low-to-medium and high-level life stars is definitely the resident place of interstellar criminals.

Under the strong slight pressure of the fifth-level fighters of the driver master Uncle Zhang, the owner of the pavilion remained silent.

Rong Kerou and his group walked towards the outside of Yang Meng Martial Arts Hall.

When the group walked to the door of the martial arts hall, Rong Qiuqiu suddenly looked up at Rong Kerou, and said, "Mama, the hot grandpa just now seems to be saying bad things about Jiujiu."

Rong Kerou paused, and stroked Rong Qiuqiu's soft hair.

Rong Qiuqiu took the pacifier in his mouth, hummed heavily, stomped the chubby feet, and said softly, "Jiujiu is angry!"

Rong Kerou wanted to comfort Rong Qiuqiu, but the little guy suddenly turned around, took Fei'er's hand, and rushed into the martial arts hall.

Rong Kerou was stunned for a moment, and followed in with the driver.

Rong Qiuqiu took Fei'er's hand, his small body was extremely fast, and with a clear goal, he rushed straight to the head of Yang Meng, looking up at the old man.

The old man looked down at the two children.

Rong Qiuqiu kicked the small pacifier into the small pocket, put two small hands on both sides of the cheeks, poked the cheeks with the thumb, fanned the four fingers, raised the eyebrows vigorously, elongated the eyelids upward, half-closed the pupils, and acted "slightly slightly" with the small mouth. A soul grimaced.

Manager Yang Meng: "..."

Mayfair: "..."

Rong Qiuqiu looked at her boyfriend and gave instructions: "Fei'er's boyfriend, Jiujiu, shout one, two, three, Feier and Jiujiu make faces together!"

Mayfair: "..."

Rong Qiuqiu: "One, two, three!"

Fei'er took a deep breath, put on the same expression of a little bitch as Rong Qiuqiu, and grimaced, "Slightly slightly!"

Master Yang Meng's eyebrows twitched, so, after the two children in front of him left, did they come in and make faces in front of him?

The damage is not high, but it is extremely insulting.

Hall Master Yang Meng's face was livid, but before he could do anything, Uncle Zhang, who was Rong Kerou and continued to exude the coercion of a fifth-level fighter against the old man, walked up behind the two children.

Rong Qiuqiu: "Slightly slightly!"

Fei'er glanced at Rong Qiuqiu, "Slightly slightly!"

Rong Qiuqiu counted: "One, two, three!"

Fei'er understood Rong Qiuqiu's meaning in seconds, and the two children made faces at the same time: "Slightly slightly slightly."

The corners of Uncle Zhang's mouth twitched, he couldn't bear to look directly at him.

In his memory, it was the first time for Fei'er to make a funny face, and it was also the first time for him to know that the young master could be so invisible.

Rong Kerou looked at the owner Yang Meng and said, "I hope you can understand, they are still children." She refused to apologize.

Hall Master Yang Meng's face darkened.

Rong Qiuqiu put his hands on his hips and raised his chin: "Slightly slightly!"

Rong Kerou hugged Rong Qiuqiu up.

Rong Qiuqiu snorted again to the owner of Yang Meng, and said tenderly: "Jiujiu Baba fried chicken and fried chicken! If the bad grandpa says bad things about Jiujiu again, Jiujiu will make a lot of Baba get together. Let's have a chirping crematorium together in the bad grandpa's martial arts!" In the crematorium in the cartoon Hero Superman, the palace was burned.

Rong Qiuqiu let go of his threatening words, took out a small pacifier from his pocket, and stuffed it into his mouth fiercely.

Rong Kerou walked out with the two children.

Hall Master Yang Meng looked at the backs of Rong Kerou and the other three, and said in a low voice, "I don't have any manners."

Master Yang Meng's voice was so low that Rong Kerou and Uncle Zhang couldn't hear it clearly, but Rong Qiuqiu and Fei'er, who were super-bodied, turned their heads to look at Master Yang Meng at the same time.

With a pacifier in his mouth, Rong Qiuqiu pointed his two chubby hands like a pistol, aimed at the owner of Yang Meng, and said tenderly: "biu! biu! biubiubiu! Rebound! Rebound! Jiujiu rebound!"

Fei'er opened and closed her lips, and said silently: "Incapable and furious."

Manager Yang Meng: "..."

Rong Kerou sensed something was wrong, she carried Rong Qiuqiu in her arms and accelerated towards Yang Meng Martial Arts Hall. Not long after, a group of people came to the floating vehicle.

Before getting into the car, Rong Kerou turned on his personal optical brain and continued to look for a suitable martial arts gym.

Then she found two or three more, but they were not very satisfied. Some of them were too expensive, and the teaching method of one martial arts gym was more extreme like Yang Meng's.

Just when Rong Kerou was thinking of giving up, planning to go with her, and let her spare time to train Rong Qiuqiu every day, what happened was the last martial arts gym.

Rong Kerou thought, this is the last family, if this is not suitable, she will give up.

Sensing Rong Kerou's thoughts, Fei'er pinched Rong Qiuqiu's little hand and whispered in his ear: "After a while, try to breastfeed as much as possible."

Rong Qiuqiu put his small mouth close to Fei'er's ear, and asked vaguely, "Why?" in a childish voice.

Mayfair said: "Do you know what entering a martial arts gym is equivalent to?"

"What?" Rong Qiuqiu asked suspiciously.

Mayfair said: "You have to carry out huge training every day, which lasts for a long time, and you are exhausted physically and mentally. You are still too young."

Fei'er, who was the same age as Rong Qiuqiu, told Rong Qiuqiu solemnly.

Mayfair gave another example, "In our current children's home, the teacher allows us to sleep and play during class time, but the martial arts gym is different. Leg lifts, kicks, and horse stances are all indispensable. If you don't obey obediently, you may die. be punished."

Rong Qiuqiu's small face paled with shock.

Mayfair: "So, if you are weak, you'd better be rejected by the martial arts school."

Rong Qiuqiu nodded with a serious face.

Rong Kerou, who perfectly listened to the conversation of the two children, looked at each other and felt helpless.

Fei'er said: "It doesn't matter if you don't go to the martial arts gym. Starting tomorrow, I can teach you how to fight."

Rong Qiuqiu blinked her tear-filled eyes, nodded her head in fear, and said softly, "Fairy's boyfriend, you are so kind QAQ!"

Mayfair: "Jiu Jiu, good boy."

Rong Kerou: "..."

Uncle Zhang: "..."

Compared with the previous martial arts gyms, the last martial arts gym selected by Rong Kerou obviously looks dilapidated, but it occupies a large area.

According to Rong Kerou's search on the Internet, Taoyao Martial Arts School was originally quite famous in Jingye District.

If Xingyao and Yang Meng Martial Arts only played in the Quiet Night Zone, then Taoyao Martial Arts almost broke into Elana Star.

That period of time was the peak period of Taoyao Martial Arts. Later, the coaches of Taoyao Martial Arts were poached by major martial arts one after another, leaving only the old master, and then gradually declined.

A group of people entered the Taoyao Martial Arts Hall.

Taoyao Martial Arts and Yang Mengxing Martial Arts formed a stark contrast.

There is only one receptionist at the Taoyao Martial Arts Academy, who looks very young and is wearing the uniform of a nearby university. She should be a part-time receptionist.

Rong Kerou and others thought that Taoyao Martial Arts is very casual, and the staff doesn't even have uniform uniforms.

When the female student saw Rong Kerou and the others at the front desk, she greeted the group warmly and asked why they came here.

Rong Kerou pointed to Rong Qiuqiu who was holding hands with Fei'er, and explained why she came.

The student front desk led a group of people towards the inside of the martial arts hall.

A group of people walked inward under the leadership of the student front desk, and happened to see a 40-year-old male coach teaching adult students.

There are about ten students in a class.

Rong Kerou is frail and poor in physical skills, but somehow he has developed the ability to "see".

She could see the depth of the male coach. Compared with the previous martial arts coaches, the male coach was obviously much better.

The student at the front desk looked at Rong Kerou and said, "That's our current curator. Master Huang has a strong teaching ability and has perfectly inherited the ability of the old curator."

Rong Kerou nodded.

Hall Master Huang sensed the arrival of Rong Kerou and others, so he asked the students to walk towards Rong Kerou and others to inquire about the situation.

After some inquiries, the owner Huang looked at the key figure at the center of the incident——

Rong Qiuqiu.

Rong Qiuqiu blinked his big eyes, he looked at his brothers and sisters who were walking in the horse, and thought of Fei'er's Xun Xun's persuasion in his mind.

In order to avoid suffering in the martial arts hall, Rong Qiuqiu thought for a while, leaned towards Fei'er weakly with his small body, and said weakly in a milky voice: "Oh, Jiujiu walked two steps today, I feel tired You have to faint!" His little milk voice didn't match his movements at all, and he was full of energy.

Rong Qiuqiu added: "Jiujiu is so weak!"

The middle-aged male instructor's lips curled up, his eyes were very gentle, and he loved the children very much.

He looked at Rong Qiuqiu who had a contrived expression on his face, and said, "Really? You're going to faint after walking two steps? Then baby, maybe you should train more." He said softly.

Rong Qiuqiu froze for a moment, his expression cracked.

The pacifier was so scared that it "popped" and fell to the ground.

Rong Qiuqiu swayed precariously, squatted down, and picked up the pacifier.

Fearing that Rong Jiujiu would put the pacifier back into his mouth, Rong Kerou immediately took the pacifier from his hand.

Maybe it was too shocked, Rong Qiuqiu's small face was dazed and dazed, completely unaware of what terrible thing happened.

The middle-aged male coach smiled and said, "We have a free trial period here."

Rong Kerou was shamefully moved.

Rong Kerou made some inquiries and came to a conclusion.

The monthly price of Taoyao Martial Arts is 1800 Imperial Coins, three times a week, one and a half hours each time, children who are two and a half to five years old are assigned to a class, with a maximum of 8 people.

The teaching time is divided into two time periods, 04:30 to 06:30, or [-]:[-] to [-]:[-].

Rong Kerou was moved.

She thought in her heart, whether it was before six o'clock or after six o'clock was very suitable.

Fei'er pursed his lips, and looked at Rong Qiuqiu with distressed eyes.

Rong Qiuqiu was anxious like an ant on a hot pot, but the more anxious he was, the less he knew how to express it. He whimpered twice, expressing his dissatisfaction.

The male coach touched Rong Qiuqiu's hair and coaxed softly, "Tell uncle, are you a little boy or a little girl?"

Rong Qiuqiu said in a milky voice: "Jiujiu is a weak boy paper duck QAQ."

"Does Jiujiu like the hero Superman?"

Superman, the favorite hero of little boys these days, is the favorite in Rong Qiuqiu's heart. He nodded seriously, "Jiujiu loves Superman the most!"

"Then Jiujiu tried out with Uncle. After a while, Jiujiu might be able to become a hero like a superman, picking up the strong and helping the weak."

Rong Qiuqiu's big eyes instantly brightened, and he was so excited!

The male coach added: "Although the training is hard and tiring, all the hard work is worth it. Jiujiu, you have to work hard."

Rong Qiuqiu nodded seriously, he let go of Mayfair's hand, and clenched his hands into fists, "Jiujiu work hard!"

Fei'er's eyelids twitched, thinking, Rong Qiuqiu is too easy to be fooled.

After thinking about it, it was quite normal, after all, this was Rong Qiuqiu who was his little "girl" friend for a huge sum of 100 imperial coins.

However, it is really...

never died.

He had a hunch that Rong Qiuqiu might cry and cry in the next period of time.