Gao Wu: You have science, and I have magic!

Chapter 18 I like big breasts
But the more Ye Qingzhou treated her like a piece of trash, the more Yun Shanshan felt unwilling to give up and found it hard to let go of him.

In her mind, the boy in front of her had always been so submissive and obedient to her in the past, always coming when she called and leaving when she dismissed him, so why shouldn't he be her bootlicker now?

If you say you don’t want to lick it, then don’t lick it. Have you asked for my opinion?

It's so irresponsible that you don't even have this kind of perseverance and persistence!
Bah, scumbag!

Of course, what made Yun Shanshan most unwilling was that Ye Qingzhou showed the potential to become a professional martial artist. Faced with such a sought-after potential stock, she did not want to miss it at all.

"Ye Qingzhou."

"Say something quickly."

"Can we go back to the way things were before?"

"not good."

"Why? Is it because I rejected your confession?"

"No."

"what is that?"

"Mainly, I like big breasts."

Ye Qingzhou looked serious. After all, as a man, what's wrong with liking big ones?

"you!"

Yun Shanshan was so angry that her chest almost swelled and her lungs were about to explode. She was first-rate in both appearance and temperament, and was good in every way. Her only shortcoming was that she was too ordinary.

But Ye Qingzhou just chose to use this as an excuse!

What a despicable, shameless, petty, vulgar, superficial, fickle and heartless scumbag!

Ye Qingzhou didn't bother to pay attention to Yun Shanshan's thoughts at the moment. His tone was very impatient: "If you want to learn martial arts in the future, just bring money to find me. One thousand yuan a minute, I guarantee to teach you until you learn it, no cheating. If you don't have money, just stay where you want, don't waste my time, understand?"

After saying that, he left, leaving Yun Shanshan lying there in the wind.

A few minutes later, Ye Qingzhou walked into the classroom of Class 7 with a step that showed no regard for his relatives, and sat down in his seat under the watchful eyes of everyone.

"Brother Zhou, where's your math homework? Let me copy it."

"did not do."

"What the hell? What are you doing? What were you doing last night? You didn't even do your homework? Do you still look like a student?"

Huang Liwen looked as if he had seen a ghost. After all, the former 'Ye Qingzhou' was a well-known good boy in the class and always completed his homework on time.

"Sword practice."

Ye Qingzhou spoke in a matter-of-fact tone, as if it was supposed to be so.

"Practice swordplay? Upper sword or lower sword?"

"Hmph, the dog-beating sword technique, do you want to try it?"

Huang Liwen was just about to say something, but then he remembered the scene yesterday when Ye Qingzhou snatched Xu Yuebing's sword with his bare hands in just a few moves. He immediately admitted his weakness: "Humph, a gentleman talks, not fights. I am a civilized person and I won't argue with you."

While the two were joking around, the 'know-it-all' Nong Pengming sat in front of Ye Qingzhou with a sly smile on his face: "Okay, Old Ye, you are a real person who never shows your true colors."

Ye Qingzhou was surprised when he heard this: "How do you know that I have mastered the power of wind?"

Nong Pengming, whose wind was far from enough to enter the door, turned pale when he heard this. He was in a very bad mood. "Damn, who asked you this? I'm talking about Xu Yuebing! Does Xu Yuebing understand?"

"Hmm? Why mention her?"

"Are you still pretending with me?"

Nong Pengming raised his long eyebrows and said, "You are a very capable guy. How did you get Xu Yuebing? As far as I know, there are many boys chasing after her in our No. 1 Middle School, but she has always kept everyone at a distance. I didn't expect that even the ice fairy's ten thousand years of ice could be melted by your fiery passion."

"Rumor." Ye Qingzhou rolled his eyes and leaned back in his chair, too lazy to explain further.

But how could Nong Pengming believe it?

"She even gave you the Feishuang Sword that she never leaves her hand. If this isn't a token of love, what else can it be? Now the news that you and her have secretly decided to spend your lives together has spread throughout the school. We are all classmates, so just consider this as satisfying my curiosity. Tell me how you managed to win over our No. 1 Middle School's White Moonlight."

"???"

Ye Qingzhou had a question mark on his forehead: "Wait, how did this spread?"

"That's what Brother Wen said."

"!!!"

Huang Liwen, who was copying homework, turned around and smiled at Ye Qingzhou, quite proudly: "Yes, I betrayed you again."

"Can't you do something more reliable? Instead of just randomly matching people up."

Ye Qingzhou gave him a look of disdain, then began to close his eyes and rest. The most important thing now was the Qinglan Sword Fighting Competition, and he had to prepare every minute.

During the last two classes in the morning, Ye Qingzhou was practicing sword alone on the edge of the playground.

He was fully focused, not paying any attention to the strange looks from the people around him, and immersed himself in the deduction of the fusion of the finishing touch sword technique and wind force.

Yesterday's Fallen Cherry Sword gave him great inspiration. Combining the finishing touch of the force-generating technique with the breathing method of the wind is obviously very promising. With a little optimization, the power of the sword should be even greater.

Just as Ye Qingzhou was concentrating on improving his sword moves, a tall figure suddenly appeared at the edge of the playground, and his menacing posture quickly attracted everyone's attention.

This man is two meters tall, with dark skin, thick hair, and a physique as fat as a silverback gorilla. However, when he walks, he gives people a sense of lightness, agility, and speed.

To sum it up in five words - fat, but flexible.

"It's Hou Fei!"

"What's he doing here?"

"He must be here to cause trouble for Ye Qingzhou. I heard that Hou Fei has been pursuing Xu Yuebing, but was rejected every time."

"He looks like a Gangster chimpanzee. Even if School Beauty Xu is blind, she still won't look down on him."

"Now there's something good to watch."

As the leader of the track and field club at the fighting center, Hou Fei is the "flying kick" among the five kings of "sword, knife, fist, palm and kick" at Linjiang No. 1 Middle School.

Don't think he is not flexible just because he is a big guy. In fact, Hou Fei is not only as fast as the wind, faster than a galloping horse, but also has first-class kicking skills, especially good at continuous flying kicks. I don't know how many powerful opponents he has kicked away in the ring.

As one of Xu Yuebing's many suitors, Hou Fei was well-known throughout the school for his ugly appearance and rough personality. Seeing him running to the playground where the second-year high school students were having physical education class with a murderous look on his face, it was definitely not a good thing.

Huang Liwen saw that the situation was not good, and hurried to inform Ye Qingzhou: "Pig-headed Ye, the wind is strong and the wind is strong."

At this time, Ye Qingzhou was sitting cross-legged under the shade of a tree, surrounded by fallen leaves. He was calm and composed, without any emotional fluctuations: "Quiet, I'm practicing swordsmanship."

"Damn it, Hou Fei is coming to kill us, what the hell are we still practicing!"

Huang Liwen became anxious and angry when he saw Ye Qingzhou still sitting there without moving.

Just as he was about to step forward to grab Ye Qingzhou, a thunderous roar suddenly came from behind him: "You are Ye Qingzhou!"

Hou Fei is worthy of being called “Flying Kick”, his movements are incredibly fast.

He had a grim smile on his face, his fists clenched so hard that they made a crackling sound, and he walked towards Ye Qingzhou with big strides.

Huang Liwen glanced at Hou Fei's muscular body, then looked back at Ye Qingzhou's thin figure, and suddenly felt desperate: "It's over, it's over, I'm afraid Ye will definitely get beaten to a pulp today."

Just when Hou Fei's smile became more ferocious and everyone thought that Ye Qingzhou was going to suffer a lesson, Ye Qingzhou moved.

(End of this chapter)