Chapter 510 (2/2)

The area is at most one tenth of the former.

At this time, a girl in a white Kendo suit with a single horse tail and a broken face was standing in front of the wooden booth, trying to comfort the students who came to sign up.

”Thank you for your hard waiting. The new recruitment rules are set by the president of this society, sister Lu Qingxue, the martial god of Dingchuan. I'm glad to see that you didn't leave because of the extension of time. Thank you for your support to Kendo society. ”

”In return, we will be assessed by the only honorary member of the club, so that we can have a clear understanding of the strength of the club.”

”Of course, people with outstanding strength are busy, so please take it easy.”Bingsu, whose lips are dry, has cried twice in my heart.

Hello, honorary member. If you don't come, my sister will die of exhaustion here.

This group of people's posture, you do not have to sister on ah!

You're kidding. If you lose a few times, you'll lose face.

Although some of the freshmen in line are dissatisfied, there is not too much commotion, which makes Bing Su wipe a sweat quietly.

”It's too much pressure. Why don't you come?”

Is the rose goddess whispering, Mu fan finally came over.

”Here I am.”

Yeah?

Bing Su suddenly raised his head, when he saw Mu fan's straight and handsome appearance, he couldn't help but stand a moment.

Is this still the boy who eats with blood in his mouth! Now this handsome modeling has subverted the inherent impression of Mu fan in her heart.

”You're here at last. Take it and change in the dressing room over there! Then the recruitment of our club is ready to start. ”

Throwing over a black suit of swordsman, Mu fan followed Bing Su's direction and entered a small temporary dressing room.

The original really did not open ah!

Fortunately, I passed the examination of mecha club first. It seems that I forgot to ask when to report.

Forget it. I'll talk about it later.

……

At the recruitment platform of mecha club, the young man in a luxurious coat slowly walks to the front and gently taps on the table.

”Name, student number, major, tell me what I'm good at.”

”Excuse me, is a freshman named Mufan here?”

Rongcheng is a mad dog, a mad dog from the noble circle.

The modesty, low-key and profound knowledge of the noble tradition can not be seen in Rong Cheng!

Although he was born in Rong family, one of the seven big families in lantu, Rongcheng, who was born with a golden spoon, was overindulged by his elders.

Old Rong knew how to discipline him, but when he was six years old, Rong City was really like a tree growing crazily without any pruning on this fertile land.

Cruel, possessive, narrow-minded, flaws must be reported, all of which he possessed.

The most frightening thing is that he can't recognize any of his relatives when he's crazy. Most nobles in the circle are subconsciously unwilling to approach too much.

Usually in college?

It's better to cover it up.

Now, for example, a smiling face is asking Langer in front of him.

”Another one came to ask trainee 04? No, he's gone ahead of time Tired of waving his hand, Langer really did not want to repeat it. It was too uncomfortable to say it a hundred times a minute.

Actually came

Did not pay attention to what the other side said, Rong City only knew that the new student who kicked him off really appeared here.

No matter where you are today, I will teach you what is awe.

Damn rubbish!

”Do you know where he went The gentle voice was still gentle.

Langer still did not raise his head: ”I don't know. It seems to have gone to the southeast.”

The finger leaves the table top of new recruit station, Rong Cheng turns the Kung Fu face to be gloomy.

When Rongcheng turned around, more than 20 burly students on both sides looked at him quietly.

”Rong Shao, I found out. I just wrote back to the people in the past. The boy went to Kendo Club.”

With a sneer, Rong Cheng's eyes slowly glanced at the more than 20 people from the fighting club, and his deep voice sounded:

”go to Kendo Club to recruit new points.”

”Yes, Rong Shao!” More than 20 people responded with a full air.

Langer looked up in horror, only to see a figure walking slowly in the artificially separated passage.

Although the temperature was not low today, Langer felt a cold breath coming from the shadow of the man.