I’m Not Going to Be Bullied By a Girl

Auntie took me out of the alley and took off a taxi. I told the driver who was very old that we were going to Jinsheng Taekwondo Hall in Dongcheng District.

"Ah, it is the No. 1 Pavilion of the old Xu family." The old driver who is familiar with the situation in the city said that he then drove the car to the Second Ring Road.

Because the co-pilot was piled with some colorful holiday items, Auntie had to sit side by side with me in the back seat, and the underwear backpack was placed between the two to prevent me from getting too close to her.

Auntie did not say a word to me in the first few kilometers. Later, she seemed to suddenly think of something like it. She touched her own pocket, and said to me with a little imperceptible embarrassment:

"When you get off the bus, you pay for it. I chase it out in a hurry, without a wallet."

"No problem." I promised that people like me, a mobile phone, a key, a wallet, are generally inseparable.

"If there is anything else that needs money today, you have to be responsible."

Auntie is gradually unkind.

"Of course, of course." I laughed. "I have given you money to do what it should be."

In fact, what I thought was that Xiaoqin helped Amy to copy the transcripts several times. According to the reason, she should send her 4000 wages, but I have been in arrears with her, even though this part of the money was counted by me. "The 20,000 yuan of money is confusing, and one piece is going back, but I always think that I owe a lot of money to Xiaoqin. If I don't have to go back some way, the future may be a cow, let her bully." .

Auntie feels that I am saying that "paying for her money" is taking advantage of her.

"What do you say, my family will not marry you in the future, you have to call me my mother-in-law now."

"Don't dare, don't dare." I quickly bowed my head to my grandson.

At this time, the old driver who had been silently driving took the following words:

"Two, don't be too old, I have a mouthful, this young man, is 18 years old?"

I honestly replied: "I am 14 years old, and I am 15 years old."

"Ah." The old driver slammed his hand and the taxi almost hit the isolation belt on the right. "You don't look like 14 years old."

After a while, I sighed again: "It may be that the young people are now well nourished... However, I thought I was married at the age of 17 in my early years. I didn't expect you to marry his wife and mother when he was 14 years old."

Auntie was very angry and patted the driver's chair back. "Who is his wife's mother, you have so much mouth, be careful not to pay the fare when I get off the bus."

The old driver was happy. "I know that you didn't bring your wallet. The fare still needs the little brother to pay for it, the little brother, isn't it." He blinked at me through the rearview mirror.

In a short time, the taxi stopped at the opposite side of the "Jinsheng Taekwondo Hall No. 1". The reason why the taxi stayed close was because the main entrance was full of cars to pick up the young students.

Auntie first got out of the car, came to a garbage bin, pulled out a few clothes from the underwear backpack, and threw it into the middle of the flies.

It should be Auntie’s, and Xiaoqin’s underwear, thrown in the middle of the dirty garbage, should not fall into the metamorphosis, it is really Amitabha, good and good.

I paid the fare to the driver. The old driver did not count the money, but smiled and said to me:

"Little brother, you have to be a little better for your wife in the future."

I nodded and laughed and closed his door.

The closer to the gate of the Taekwondo Hall, the more children and young children wearing white exercise clothes can be seen. When they are accompanied by their parents, they walk into the car parked at the door and walk away with a smile.

Sure enough, the business is hot, the money to lie to children is the easiest, I am so embarrassed, why we are happy to sell the products to preschool children.

Passing through the corridor where four people can walk side by side, Auntie and I came to the reception hall connecting the corridor and the practice field. Behind the shiny counter, there was a shining receptionist.

When I walked along, the tall figure, the extraordinary temperament, the manly face (mainly the face), let the passing Taekwondo children scream, and some of them cried out.

Waste, one brave and two efforts, even if you have learned some flowers and fists, if you don’t have the guts, you have to suffer in front of the monks.

However, under the powerful spirit of my iron and blood lone wolf, these elementary school students did not explode and died. It is also a good foundation. It is a material that can be made. It is better to practice for one or two hundred years, then to distort the void and find me. .

Behind Ren Ayi, I was thinking about it, and the expression on my face was equally distorted.

The receptionist shuddered and confirmed the location of the emergency escape exit before she barely squeezed out a professional smile. She said to Auntie:

"Hello, ladies, it is the first time to come. Is it for your son to apply for admission?"

"He is not my son." Any aunt took a hand to the counter and scared the receptionist to bite her tongue.

"That, what are you doing here? It’s so late, the coach and the students are all going almost the same, so please ask tomorrow..."

"Tomorrow will not work." Ren Aunt raised the volume and took a picture on the counter. "Call the owner to come out. I have something to ask him face to face."

"Ms., you, who are you looking for?" Miss receptionist stared at the confused eyes.

At this time, there were exactly three or five students who looked like middle school students. From the practice ground, after the reception, Auntie felt that the receptionist could not understand the words, so she turned to these students and shouted:

"Looking for your Xu Jinsheng Pavilion owner, the old lady is coming to the pavilion."

I am going to go, let's be aunt, don't be so excited, don't you say that if Xu Jinsheng insists on protecting the short, do you want to take me to the pavilion? Now you are so blind, let us become the target of the public.

When the trainees heard that someone was going to play the museum, it was estimated that they had not seen this new thing for half a year, and immediately they did not return home. They ran back to the practice field with great enthusiasm and shouted:

"The brothers are not good, some people want to play the museum."

"Hurry to call Wu Jiaotou and Huang Jiaotou, don't wait for them to go far."

"There is a good show to see, my tuition for thousands of dollars is not a white flower."

"What is the genre of the other party, and they have not seen them playing the flag..."

"It may be running the rivers and lakes. The mother and the child don't look like good and good..."

They were so arguing that Auntie calmed down a bit. She took the underwear backpack to the counter and asked the receptionist Miss:

"You don't know this backpack. Is it your Xu Shaoguan?"

"This...the small owner may have such a backpack, but I am not sure..."

The receptionist was awkward.

"That's good." Ren Ayi threw the backpack behind me and told the receptionist: "Since you can't figure it out, please call Xu Jinsheng and let him personally figure out, you said that there is a name. The person with the red glass is looking for him. I want to talk to him. If he doesn't come over quickly, I will dismantle his No. 1 building."

The receptionist slammed the phone book.

Auntie gave me a look, and said:

"Before Xu Jinsheng rushed over, let's play with them, I don't know what happened, my aging mother wants to swear today."

Auntie, while holding his fist, stepped into the brightly lit practice field.

I am holding a backpack of underwear, followed by a small follower.

After the space switch, the eyes suddenly opened up. The practice field of the No. 1 Taekwondo Hall is almost the same size as the 12 volleyball courts. On the cushioned square floor mat, there are rows of foot targets and sandbags. A bench for rest, a water dispenser, an automatic supply of disinfecting towels... a variety of facilities.

In the eye-catching position, there is still a splash of landscape painting, trying to add a little antique to the practice field, but the more "stimulus, excitement, energy, and chic" eight bubble words on the top of the game destroyed the overall mood.

At a glance, there are dressing rooms, bathrooms, lounges, shower rooms, and offices that are already unmanned.

At the end of the practice field, the office is facing the direction. There are two platforms three feet above the ground. There are rubber guardrails around the ring. It is like a boxing or sanding device. It is built in the Taekwondo Hall. It is probably for the enjoyment of some exhibition games.

When I and Auntie just walked in, they were surrounded by more than 30 students who practiced their clothes. They didn’t want to be bullied. Instead, they wanted to take a quick look and see the challenger who came to the pavilion. What looks like.

"Hey, how is a woman."

"Don't look down on women, you can see the difference between Chinese men's and women's football."

"The guy behind her, the eyes are very fierce."

Although I still wear the school uniform of the Qingzi Academy, the school badge has long since fallen, and because of the snoring, it has no feeling of being born into a noble school, and the Qingzi Academy is the school in Xicheng District, here is Dongcheng District. No one has questioned my identity, but it is also reasonable.

In other words, the hotel where Dad re-edited the textbooks is also in Dongcheng District. I don’t know how far it is from here.

While the students observed me, I was also observing them.

One by one, all are young and curious faces, and no more than four are over 17 years old.

A middle-aged man wearing a white exercise suit and a black belt, separated from the students in front, walked over to Auntie, who was full of disobedience.

"My surname is Huang. Now I only have a coach in the pavilion." The middle-aged man said cautiously, "I heard that this lady seems to be a surname, take the liberty to ask, what is your relationship with the fitness consultant led by the municipal party committee? ""

"I don't care about that bad old man." Auntie said with anger, "Are you Xu Jinsheng?"

"I, my name is Huang..." The middle-aged man was stunned and repeated innocently.