Jianghu Martial Arts School [Comprehensive Martial Arts]

Just because of their good looks, no matter who the six coaches are, they are all capable of playing alone.What's more, there are six other people, who can be said to be free to choose.

Some people like Ximen Chuuxue's lofty and stern, some people like Huamanlou's gentleness like water, and some people like Huang Rong's weirdness, even Guo Jing, who has the lowest appearance but strong body and super strength, has attracted many straight men pink.All of a sudden, fans from all over the world set up support groups one after another, squatting under the official blog of Jianghu Martial Arts School every day, asking the official blog to post more food about their idols—except for Lu Xiaofeng and Huang Rong, no one else has a personal Weibo Woolen cloth?

Because of this wave of enthusiasm, Jianghu martial arts school also ushered in a small wave of registration.However, most of the people who sign up are young people who like to join in the fun. Many of them come for online celebrity martial arts schools and online celebrity coaches. There are also a small group of foodies and gourmet lovers who come here for Huang Rong's cooking skills. They really want to learn traditions. There are very few martial arts masters - except for some strong men who came to provocation and were conquered by Guo Jing and took him as their teacher.

This situation makes Shen Qingping both happy and worried. The happy thing is that the Jianghu martial arts school can be regarded as famous and has students. The worry is that the purpose of these students is not pure, and they don't really love to teach martial arts.

Nowadays, all kinds of "Internet celebrities" are in power. Internet celebrity snacks and Internet celebrity shops and Internet celebrity milk tea are mostly short-lived. Only real materials will do.

Shen Qingping is very confident about this. He believes in the strength of the martial arts masters, and he thinks that as time goes by, their abilities will be spread, and some people will be really attracted by the martial arts and come to learn from teachers.

However, it will take time. At the current stage, the main focus is to expand the reputation and attract fans.

Seeing Chen Yue's adoring expression, Shen Qingping's heart moved, and she said with a smile: "It's not just for this reason, your Q-version comics have also attracted a lot of fans to our school."

Ever since Chen Yue was caught by Shen Qingping taking a short errand to paint during work last time, Shen Qingping simply made the best use of everything he had and asked Chen Yue to create art based on the coaches and staff of Jianghu Martial Arts School, which was often serialized on Weibo and WeChat. Not to mention it really attracted a lot of people's attention.

Chen Yue was originally introverted. After arriving here, she was infected by the relaxed and happy working atmosphere of the school, and then became more lively. However, she was a little embarrassed to be praised by Shen Qingping. She lowered her head, her cheeks were flushed, and her voice buzzed: "School, principal , I... I'm going back to work."

Shen Qingping laughed, and after getting along for a while, he knew Chen Yue's temperament to some extent, so he didn't tease her, and waved: "Go, go, by the way, have you got this month's bonus?"

Recently, due to the surge in the number of applicants, all the office staff in the whole school were so busy that they often had to stay and work overtime after get off work. Shen Qingping saw this and generously gave everyone a generous bonus.

Speaking of this, Chen Yue unconsciously opened the corners of her mouth: "Got it, principal, Xiao Zhou Xiaoyou and the others can say that if they can get so much bonus every month in the future, they would rather work overtime every day without rest."

"These boys are all looking for money," Shen Qingping scolded with a smile, "Okay, don't disturb your work, go back."

After bidding farewell to Chen Yue, Shen Qingping carried the two little foxes to patrol the campus. Now everything is on the right track, and the martial arts mutual aid group that Li Yi set up often has people to help, so there is no need to worry about the shortage of teachers for the time being.It's just that if the development continues at this speed, the school does need to recruit some staff.

While thinking about the issue of teacher resources, Shen Qingping suddenly heard a noise coming from the direction of the school gate, moved in his heart, and hurriedly walked towards the school gate.

From a distance, Shen Qingping saw a small group of people surrounding the archway at the school gate, Shen Qingping frowned, and walked faster and faster.

"Excuse me, excuse me." Shen Qingping pushed aside the crowd and squeezed into the middle, and the two little foxes coiled around his legs deftly and squeezed in.

Is a monk?Seeing the source of the excitement, Shen Qingping was startled.

A middle-aged monk looked arrogant, wearing brand-new monk robes, and looked arrogant.Next to him were three young monks. These three looked helpless, as if they were persuading the middle-aged monk.

"Master, don't make trouble, okay? Everyone is watching." The little monk who seemed to be the youngest opened his big watery eyes, pulled his sleeves, and pleaded.

The middle-aged monk let out a "hum" from his nose, shook off the young monk's hand, and said louder: "What are you afraid of? This martial arts school is trying to gain fame, I'm just telling the truth, it should be them who are afraid, not us! "

Shen Qingping frowned even tighter, thinking where did this monk come from, his words were so rude, and it sounded like he was targeting their school...

"Uncle Feixin, Master asked the three of us to come and find you back. His old man explained that this place is no better than Bishan Temple, but you can't let yourself be willful." Another young monk with a lively face had a sullen expression on his face, but his tone was still respectful.

"Kong Jing, you're fine, and you're talking like that to my uncle? Could it be that you want to imitate your brother Lan Tian?" The great monk's face darkened.

Speaking of "Senior Brother Lan Tian", the three young monks looked at each other and dared not speak.

The great monk let out a heavy breath from his nose, straightened his clothes, and said with disdain on his face: "Huh, you still know how to respect your teacher, unlike that Lan Tian, ​​who thought that he would win if he became a star wing, and even Master Uncle Dare to contradict."

Lan Tian?Shen Qingping's heart skipped a beat, she is still a star, could it be...

Before Shen Qingping could think clearly, he felt someone patting his shoulder behind him, and when he looked back, it turned out to be Uncle Yang from Yangjia Village.

"Principal Shen, come and talk." Uncle Yang waved at him mysteriously.

Shen Qingping hesitated for a moment, squeezed out of the crowd, and followed Uncle Yang to a secluded place.

"Principal Shen, you have to pay attention to those monks, they seem to be targeting your school." Uncle Yang looked at Shen Qingping worriedly, pointed at the crowd with his little finger, "I've been listening here for a long time. , that big monk seemed to want to enter the school, but was stopped by the three young monks, who entangled at the door for a long time."

Shen Qingping also vaguely guessed that someone wanted to make trouble, but couldn't figure out what it was for, so she couldn't help muttering to herself: "I shouldn't have offended the monk..."

Not to mention the monk, Shen Qingping patted his chest to assure that the last time he went to the temple was before the re-examination for the postgraduate entrance examination, and it was almost a year now.What's more, he was only going to a small temple near the university. As for the famous Bishan Temple... To be honest, even though he was a native of Bishan, he had never been there.

Could it be someone else?When Shen Qingping thought of the six martial arts masters in the school, she was not so sure.

Shen Qingping thanked Uncle Yang, after thinking about it, she took out her mobile phone and called Huang Rong.

"Beep beep..." I don't know if Huang Rong was busy with the live broadcast or for some reason, she didn't answer the phone.

Shen Qingping thought for a while, Guo Jing was still taking the students there, so it would be inconvenient to disturb, Wuqing had trouble with his legs and feet, Hua Manlou seemed to say that he went to the city to visit Lu Xiaofeng's crew after taking pictures of Chen Yue, and now the only person he could find was Ximen Chuuxue.

After struggling for a long time, Shen Qingping still called Ximen Chuuxue.

After three rings, the phone was quickly picked up.Shen Qingping breathed a sigh of relief, Ximen Chuuxue has never liked to carry a mobile phone with him, so he is lucky today.

"Hello?" Ximen Chuixue's indifferent voice came from the receiver.

"Master, it's like this. It seems that there are a few monks at the school gate who want to make trouble. Is it convenient for you? If it is convenient, can you come out and have a look?" Shen Qingping almost bowed to the phone.Every time he talked to Ximen Chuuxue, he was very nervous, for fear that if he said a wrong word, he would be killed by the sword god.

——Although Shen Qingping also knew that Ximen Chuuxue was still reasonable, but the fear of him had been deeply rooted in his bones, and it would not be able to be dispelled in a short while.

"Understood." Ximen Chuuxue hung up the phone after saying these three words.

Not long after, a white figure appeared in front of Shen Qingping.

Shen Qingping was teasing the two little spirit foxes with his head down, smoothing the fur of the little ones with his hands, when he suddenly saw Er Gouzi stand up uneasily, spread his long legs and hide behind Shen Qingping, only then did he realize that it was Ximen Chuuxue who had arrived .

——Since Ximen Chuuxue's sword energy hurt Er Gouzi last time, these two fearless little devils are especially afraid of Ximen Chuuxue. With a sound, tail crossed to do... a fox.

"Master, you are here." Shen Qingping breathed a sigh of relief. In just a few minutes, the noise in the crowd became louder and louder. The three young monks seemed unable to persuade the big monk, and the scene could happen anytime. possibility of loss of control.

"There they are." Shen Qingping pointed at the crowd and lowered her voice, "That's the great monk."

Ximen Chuuxue glanced lightly, and walked straight towards the crowd.

"Villa Master!" Shen Qingping shouted in a panic.

Ximen Chuuxue stopped and turned his face slightly.

"You...be merciful, click as far as you can." Shen Qingping gently reminded Ximen Chuuxue that he didn't want to bring the matter to the police station in the end.

Ximen Chuuxue lowered his eyes slightly, and continued to move forward without saying a word.Based on Shen Qingping's understanding of him, this should be regarded as a default.

Shen Qingping thought for a while, and followed. Although the two spirit foxes were afraid of Ximen Chuixue, they were so sensitive that they sensed that there seemed to be something lively to watch, so they pretended to be brave and followed Shen Qingping's feet—anyway, with Father Shen around, the The dreaded Grim Man won't do anything to them either.

I don't know if it's because Ximen Chuuxue's aura is too strong or for some other reason. As soon as Ximen Chuuxue approached, the crowd of onlookers stepped aside one after another. It's easy to think of Moses' division of the sea recorded in ancient scriptures...

"Isn't this Coach Ximen? Why is he here?" Someone in the crowd recognized Ximen Chuuxue and whispered.

"Principal Shen is also here." People with sharper eyes saw Shen Qingping behind Ximen Chuixue at a glance.

Ximen Chuuxue didn't seem to hear the discussion of the crowd, so he went straight to the center of the crowd and stopped in front of the four monks.

Feixin looked at the white-clothed man who appeared inexplicably in front of him, obviously just now he was confident and fearless, but now he felt guilty for some reason, and his whole body was like a frost-beaten eggplant, wilting.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but I always feel the chill behind me...