Before I got near, I heard the hum and haw from the front.

Yan Weizheng stopped at the door of the taekwondo practice room and looked at Lu Xiaolai: "what you need is someone to accompany you. You martial arts practitioners pay attention to playing. Go ahead, Lu Xiaolai."

Lu Xiaolai raised his eyebrow: "I can't see that you are very good."

"It's you who think so badly of me that I don't mean you any harm."

"But you can be really annoying sometimes."

Yan Weizheng does not care a smile, pushed open the door of the practice room, to Lu Xiaolai made a please gesture.

Lu Xiaolai slightly raises the corner of her mouth and walks in. Yan Weizheng takes a step and walks behind her left side like a guard.

The spacious and open field is full of people in taekwondo suits. There are two people in each of the four small fields, and the rest of them are sitting around. There is a small door on each side of the venue, which is the men's and women's lockers and changing rooms.

Among them, three groups were distracted by their arrival, and they soon separated the winners and losers. The two boys in the remaining group were hand and foot mixed together. They were both tied with black belts around their waists, and they were of the same size. One boy looked a little familiar.

All the people in the room gathered around and looked, shouting "president! Come on! ", The familiar one suddenly put a hook on his foot and pressed the other shoulder to the ground. Only a bang was heard, and the one who was pressed fell to the ground on his back.

In the 18th round, Zuo Yao won 18 games in a row, and there were many sighs around him.

Zuo Yao lifted the president of the Taekwondo Club from the ground and welcomed the two guests with him.

The president is a straight hearted man. He came up and asked, "minister Yan, no one in our club has committed any crime."

Zuo Yao nodded to them and called "Yan Xuechang".

Yan Weizheng's eyes deviated to Lu Xiaolai's direction: "it's not business. Today I'm only responsible for leading the way."

"That's good!" The president looked at Lu Xiaolai and said, "who is this classmate?"

Lu Xiaolai simply said "hello" and kept staring at Zuo Yao, trying to recall where he met him.

Zuo Yao was a little uncomfortable when she stared at him. He felt guilty at the bottom of his heart and avoided her sight.

She remembered! It's the boy who helped her with the broom on the platform that day!

Lu Xiaolai came up to Zuo Yao and said, "man, thank you for that day."

Zuo Yao's eyes dodged: "I didn't help either. You don't have to thank me."

"But for you, I would have been dead. You are so handsome when you fall over your shoulder

For the first time, Zuo Yao was praised as "handsome" by a girl face-to-face and said "thank you" with embarrassment.

The president looked at them curiously: "do you two know each other?"

Zuo Yao nodded: "we are in the same class. Her name is Lu Xiaolai. She is also on the martial arts list."

The president was surprised and asked, "is that Lu Xiaolai who is popular in the school yard?"

When did she become so famous?

Lu Xiaolai didn't want to waste his time. He coughed: "the tail of the crane on the martial arts list has average talent and martial arts. Today, I just want to ask for advice from the Taekwondo Club. Please give me more advice."

With that, Lu Xiaolai clasped his fists and bowed to them for a river lake ceremony.

President Zheng for a moment, then asked: "do you want to join the Taekwondo Club?"

Lu Xiaolai gracefully raised the corner of his mouth: "no, I'm here to challenge."

The president looked at Lu Xiaolai in amazement and Yan Weizheng next to him.

Yan Weizheng also smile: "are you afraid?"