The chairman glanced at more than a dozen coaches and said, "Which of you is going to challenge Ximenyu?, let this Song student see with his own eyes how powerful our taekwondo is!"

A coach in red stood up and said, "Chairman, I'll go!"

"Okay, tomorrow you call your disciple to go and give the challenge book to Ximenyu!"

"Yes, Chairman!"

"Student Song, about your withdrawal from the club, can you think about it again, after the challenge is over, if you think that our taekwondo is still not good enough, at that time, it is not too late to quit the club!" the chairman asked Song Zihao and the two.

"Yes!" Song Zihao nodded.

……

"Miss, haven't you had breakfast, why do you still bring breakfast to school?" asked Tang Xian'er's driver.

At this moment, it was half past seven in the morning, Tang Xian'er took her own special car to school, and the breakfast she brought to Ximenyu was seen by the driver.

"I like it, I'm willing!" Tang Xian'er shook the child's temper and said, her face was red, she didn't dare to be told by the driver, she was bringing breakfast to a boy, otherwise the driver would definitely go home and tell her mother!, her mother and her aunt's gang are the most manageable, and they are very snobbish, if they know Ximenyu, they will definitely educate endlessly!.

Tang Xian'er put breakfast in her school bag.

At this moment, Xiaomi took the bus and had already arrived at Donghai No. 1 Middle School, where steamed buns were sold at the school gate, bought six steamed buns, added a bottle of breakfast milk, and then put them in a schoolbag and walked to the class.

And Ximenyu is studying hard in the corner of the playground! .

Similarly, at six o'clock this morning, the head of the class couldn't wait to crawl out of the bed and run to the bathroom to look in the mirror.

Look at how her face is, she ate Ximenyu's chicken liquid again yesterday.

"Hey, hey, hey!" The head of the class saw that his face was a little better than yesterday, and he immediately smiled happily, and said secretly: "It seems that my guess is right, Ximenyu's chicken liquid can really be beautiful, yes, find Ximenyu to eat it again today!"

At dinner in the morning, the mother of the class leader looked at the class leader several times.

"Mom, why are you looking at me?" asked the squad leader suspiciously.

"Hongyan, how do you feel, the acne on your face has darkened a lot in the past two days?", Yang Hongyan's mother asked.

The squad leader was shocked, and even his mother noticed it! .

"Hong Yan, you tell your mother, what kind of ointment did you use?, I have to check to see if there are any hormones or anything like that, and if there will be any sequelae!"

"Mom, I didn't use ointment!"

"Then your face is a sign that your face is starting to get better, it can't be, it must be that you secretly used some ointment! Say it quickly!, Mom is afraid that you will use some medicine indiscriminately, and your body will be damaged!"

"Mom, why do you care so much!"

Where did the head of the class dare to be told by her mother that she was because she ate a man's chicken liquid, if her parents knew that her daughter's face would start to improve, it was the reason for eating chicken liquid, I am afraid she would be killed!.

The squad leader shuddered, he couldn't be known by his parents, and he couldn't be known by his parents if he was killed.

No matter what the squad leader's mother asked, the squad leader just wouldn't say.

"Mom! I'm going to school!" the class leader picked up his schoolbag and ran away.

Fifteen minutes before class,

Ximenyu returned to class.

Seeing Ximenyu coming back, Tang Xian'er immediately opened the drawer and prepared to take out the breakfast for Ximenyu.

"Ximenyu, you're back from studying, eat quickly!, I bought you breakfast!"

"Uh!" Tang Xian'er stopped the movement in her hand, took out half of the breakfast, and hurriedly stuffed it back into her schoolbag!, feeling very embarrassed: "Oh my God, Xiaomi also bought breakfast for Ximenyu!"

"Xiaomi, why did you buy me breakfast again!"

"Didn't you have breakfast, what's polite, eat!" Ximenyu looked gracious, he didn't know what to say, Xian'er also brought him breakfast in his schoolbag, but the millet had already been taken out, and Xian'er didn't dare to take it out again anyway. It's embarrassing.

Tang Xian'er looked at Ximenyu with grievances in her eyes, but she couldn't give him the breakfast she had carefully brought.

"Xian'er, have you eaten it?, why don't you eat another bun?" Ximen Yu saw Xian'er looking at her and took out a bun.

"I've eaten it at home!, you eat slowly!, don't choke!"

Ximenyu said to Xiaomi: "Xiaomi, this, how much is it? I can't eat you for nothing every day!"

"It doesn't cost much, what's so embarrassing!, don't move to withdraw money in the future, hurt your feelings!"

"How embarrassing are you calling me, I'm a big man, eat you!"

"Eat your head, it's just a breakfast, maybe I have something to ask you to help in the future, you're welcome, I'll help you bring breakfast by the way in the future!"

"Ahh

Xiaomi looked at Xian'er and asked, "Xian'er, what do you think!, he is so diligent in his studies, I will help him buy breakfast, it should be okay!"

Tang Xian'er looked at her schoolbag, and the bulging place was the milk she brought.

"Yes!, what's this, classmates, help each other!" Xian'er said aggrievedly, she really wanted to think that in the future, Ximenyu would only eat the breakfast she brought, woo, where is it embarrassing to rob Xiaomi now!, if it is seen by the classmates, both of them brought breakfast to Ximenyu, and died of shame!.

"That's it, Ximenyu, then don't be polite!"

"Alas!, then Xie Lu thank you!" Since Xian'er said that it was nothing, Ximenyu did not refuse, but Xian'er saw that Ximenyu did not object, but she stomped her foot fiercely, pouted and glanced at Ximenyu before turning her head.

Ximenyu didn't notice the grievances in Tang Xian'er's eyes at all, and happily ate millet's steamed buns and milk.

After class, one morning, Song Zihao was waiting, and said secretly: "Strange, didn't you say that the coach of Hankook Taekwondo wants to give Ximen Yu a challenge book?, why hasn't there been any movement?

Song Zihao waited for a long time, and finally, in the fourth class in the morning, he waited.

A middle-aged man in a taekwondo uniform, about thirty years old, walked into the class, and it just so happened that the last class was Teacher Qin's class.

"Hello, who are you looking for?" Qin Bing looked at this man in taekwondo uniform suspiciously, what do you want to show if you are neurotic?, and what kind of uniform is you wearing in the training hall!, showing that you are practicing taekwondo?

"Hello, teacher!" the man said in very jerky Chinese.

Song Zihao recognized that this person was Korean, and he was the personal disciple of the coach who challenged Ximen Yu! .

"What's the matter, say it quickly, I'm in class!" Qin Bing said angrily.