Chapter 32

Name:Rebirth of Chu Wan Author:Shama
Liu Li, who ran out of the classroom, was very angry.

Why didn't you find Wan chu'er so vicious before?

Although she wants to return 15 yuan to Wan Chuer every day, it's enough to make her sick.

If Wan chu'er shouts like this every day when she pays back the money, she really doesn't have to stay in school.

Everyone is not easy to forget all the things before. Today, Wan chu'er shouts, and she must endure others' pointing.

Wan Chuer did it on purpose!

Deliberately like this, and then forced her to pay off.

No wonder yesterday easily agreed, originally is waiting for her here, didn't think of this Wan Chu son's mind so deep.

Absolutely can't continue to bear the insult of Wan chu'er, Liu Li biting her lips, thinking to try to advance 1000 yuan from heaven and earth.

People in the world have a good attitude towards her. She thinks that the success of advance payment is 70%.

The bell rang soon after class. Liu Li thought about the strange eyes of her classmates just now, and she didn't want to go back to the classroom.

But if I don't go back to the classroom, where should I go?

Liu Li remembers that last night sister Lulu said that she would go to the heaven and earth cleaning today. She would pay three yuan an hour.

After thinking about it again and again, Liu Li covers her stomach, holds her breath, and holds her face red. Then she walks towards Miss Zhu's office with a very difficult look.

Ten minutes later, Liu Li left school and went to heaven and earth with a relaxed face.

Whether Liu Li comes to class or not, Wan chu'er doesn't care. He just waits for Liu Li to pay off all the money left tomorrow.

Although they are sophomores, but the school still arranged for them to have a PE class every week, and the PE teacher of the fourth class of sophomore is Anlian.

In the afternoon of PE class, Anlian looked energetic. After leading them to do 20 minutes of exercise, they were free to move.

Anlian stopped Wan chu'er and said, "come to my house tomorrow morning to learn self-defense. You'd better wear sports clothes. If you don't have sports clothes, you'd better wear school uniforms to facilitate sports."

Tomorrow is Sunday, no class

Wan chu'er nodded and said, "thank you, Mr. an. I'll be there at half past six." Then he went to one side and took out a small book to study.

But after hearing Wan chu'er's words, an Lian opened his eyes wide and faltered.

Half past six is really early!

He doesn't get up until seven o'clock. It seems that he has to get up at six o'clock tomorrow. No, he has to get up at five thirty. He has to prepare in advance.

He looked at Wan Chuer, who was alone in the corner of the playground. He wanted to ask her to get along with other classmates. After thinking about her temper, he still shut up.

On a rare Sunday, Wan chu'er has a lot to do. After learning how to turn over in the morning, during the day, she and Bai Zhi Xi have to visit the first batch of hotels to see the sales of pickles in those hotels, recycle the pickles that have not been sold, and provide new pickles for the hotels that continue to cooperate.

In the evening, Wan chu'er and Bai Zhi Xi are preparing the pickles to be taken out tomorrow. Bai Zhi Xi hasn't gone to the shoe repair stand for a week, and she is busy every day.

Wan chu'er wrote a note and said, "Mom, I'll go to teacher an's house tomorrow morning. I told him to learn self-defense for two hours every Sunday."

Baizhi Xi stopped her work and asked, "is there anyone bullying you now?"

Otherwise, how can you suddenly learn self-defense skills!

Wan Chuer laughed and said: "Mom, now no one bullies me. I just want to learn some Kung Fu. First, I want to exercise my health. Second, I want to protect myself. Now no one bullies me. I don't guarantee that no one will bully me in the future. When I learn, I'll beat anyone who doesn't have eyes any more."

Baizhi Xi put down her heart and said gently, "you are right to find Anlian. When he was a child, he had studied martial arts for more than ten years. When he was in school, he was very good and no one dared to bully him. "

Wan Chu son listens to don't talk, the work on the hand doesn't stop.

When the pickles were packed, Baizhi Xi suddenly said, "tomorrow is your first day to learn self-defense. Do you want to bring some gifts?"

It's time to prepare a teacher worship ceremony. It's etiquette.

Although she and Anlian didn't explicitly say that they should learn martial arts from teachers or not, they all pay attention to learning martial arts from teachers.

And since Baizhi Xi doesn't mean that to Anlian, then she can't take advantage of Anlian, and the gift can't be saved.

Wan chu'er agreed and said, "well, you should be ready."

The next day, mother and daughter woke up early, had breakfast, and went out at six.

Angelica regret to go to the market to buy vegetables, Wan Chu son is to Anlian home.

Baizhi Xi prepared a bag of gift for WAN Chuer, which contained all kinds of pickles she made, two bottles of cans that had not been opened, and a red envelope in Wan Chuer's pocket, which contained 200 yuan.

Anlian's home is very close. It's only 20 minutes away from the glass factory. It's a small yard with a single door and courtyard. Only Anlian lives alone. It seems that he has a son who goes to university in other places. When the time comes, the door of Anlian's home is open, and Anlian is warming up. When he saw the things Wan chu'er was carrying, he immediately said, "what else do you bring to the door? You can take them back as they are." Wan chu'er raised his eyebrow, how could he know that it was for him, but she still said softly, "teacher an, this is my mother's pickle. You can have a taste of it, and there are two cans, which are not worth any money. It's just my mother's and me's heart." Lian Lian heard as like as two peas, which was made by Angelica dahurica, and changed his mind. He answered it with a smile. "Your mother's pickles are exactly the same as your grandma did, and they taste delicious. I will not be polite," she said. "Canned food will be finished, and you will eat it directly." Hearing this, Wan chu'er muttered in his heart that he was showing off to her. Was he on good terms with her grandmother? Wan Chu son curled his lips, didn't answer an Lian's words, but directly asked: "can we start now?" Anlian "Oh", put Wan chu'er's pocket on a stone table in the yard, and took Wan chu'er to start training. First, he asked Wan Chuer to warm up, move her legs and feet, and pull her tendons apart. Then, according to Wan Chuer's wishes, he directly taught her practical Kung Fu. Each move is decomposed in detail. The clever Wan chu'er quickly grasps the main points and makes Anlian nod his head, praising Wan chu'er's strong understanding“ These are just moves. If you want to skillfully use them in actual combat and defeat the enemy, you must practice them frequently. And your strength is not enough, even if you really hit the opponent, there is no harm, so you have to practice the basic skills Wan chu'er felt that what Anlian said was very reasonable, so he asked him to teach a few more exercises.