Rebirth of Martial Arts Revival

"What are you talking about?! Which department are you from?! Who is the captain?!" The young male teacher's expression was not very good, but at the next moment, he was slightly startled and raised the sticky note in his hand Paper, "Huh? You are Ye... Chong?"

"Yes, you know me?" Ye Chong remained expressionless.

"You...are Tanhua Yechong from the Martial Arts Conference?" The young male teacher raised his voice by three points, looking quite excited.

"That's right," Ye Chong said calmly, "You can also call me Birdman."

"I'm going, is it really you? You are Ye Chong, you?!" The young male teacher's eyes widened, "My mother, I'm so happy, brother, can you sign for me? Okay? Thank you Thank you! My girlfriend wants it."

"..." Ye Chong's head was full of black lines, a little confused.

It's really weird for a young male teacher to call him brother.

If it's a woman, it's okay, you can brew emotions for the infinite possibilities in the future.

But what does it mean to be a man?

elder brother?

Brother ass!

Do you understand the rules of Taoism?

Calling brother is the right way, right?

"Brother" is just one word, and he is alone, deserted and lonely.

"Brother" is in pairs, right?

Ye Chong muttered, how terrible it is to be uneducated.

"Oh, brother, don't worry, Mr. Wu should be preparing for the breakthrough at home. I guess I will come over later, don't worry, don't worry." The young male teacher was a little excited and incoherent, "My girlfriend especially admires you , and, she thinks I am very similar to you, like your little brother."

puff!

Ye Chong didn't tense up all of a sudden, so he didn't spit out a mouthful of old blood.

"Damn it.

What is this guy?

I can't tell the difference between brother and brother.

Brother and brother don't understand.

This frankly keeps people alive, isn't it?

I look like you?

Is it a body image?

Or personality like?

Or strength like?

It's not that when you play games, you imagine you as me, right?

Made.

You are playing hooligans.

douchebag. "

Ye Chong cursed in his heart, but he couldn't speak nonsense, and even forced a little smile: "Yes, yes, it's a bit similar, after all, they are all men."

"Haha, Teacher Ye, I'm so happy to see you, I..." The young male teacher rubbed his hands together, as if there was no place to put them, "Why don't I wash you an apple or something?"

"..." Ye Chong looked confused, "Teacher, I'm not a teacher, please don't call me that."

"It's okay, I wasn't a teacher before," the young male teacher laughed out of shape, "Before my mother conceived me, I wasn't even a human being."

puff!

Ye Chong was caught off guard, he didn't hold back all of a sudden, and directly sprayed a smile on the opponent's face.

Too deadly.

He was in a bad mood at first, and looking at this damn young male teacher was particularly unpleasant, but he didn't expect that in the end, he almost died of laughter.

"The point is, does this guy need to be so excited to see me?"

Ye Chong was in a daze now, and didn't know how to answer the conversation.

"Ms. Ye, I'm so glad to meet you. Hehe, let me introduce you. My surname is Yue, and my name is Yue Yue. I'm the assistant of Mr. Wu Dayong." The young male teacher rubbed his hands and smiled, his teeth were quite white, "Then Mrs. Ye, What's your name?"

"..." Ye Chong's head grew big when he faced this living treasure.

"Ah...look at me, haha, I'm so excited, I think it's Teacher Ye, but I just don't obey." Yue Yue took out a gray notebook, handed the pen forward with both hands, "Miss Ye, why don't you sign it?"

Ye Chong had no choice but to pick up a pen and sign something casually. After all, the other party's enthusiasm was not feigned, and he should be really excited to see him.

However, he really didn't want to sign anything, because he always felt that it was meaningless, and the key point was that the words he wrote were not good-looking, just like those drawn by kindergarten children.

"Wow!" The young male teacher Yue Yue held the notebook in both hands, with an exaggerated expression, "Ms. Ye, the words you wrote are so sexy, it reminds me of little tadpoles, my mother is pregnant with me..."

puff!

Ye Chong covered his mouth with one hand, his body trembled violently, and coughed continuously, so he sat down on the ground.

"Ms. Ye, sign another one?" The young male teacher Yue Yue looked at the other party expectantly, "Are you okay? Thank you, Mrs. Ye."

"Why do you want so many of these?" Ye Chong frowned, "Is my signature worth much?"

"No, Teacher Ye, no matter how valuable your writing is, I will not sell it for money." The young male teacher Yue Yue looked serious, "I use it for myself, one today and one tomorrow... "

"What?" Ye Chong was completely confused, "What are you using this for? Blowing your nose? Going to the bathroom? Why do you still have one a day?"

"Eat." The young male teacher Yue Yue nodded with certainty, "Ms. Ye, I want your signature for eating."

"Eat?" Ye Chong opened his eyes wide and looked at the gray notebook, "Can this be eaten? How to eat it? Why eat it?"

"You don't know, Teacher Ye," said the young male teacher Yue Yue mysteriously, "you are one of the most influential people now.

An absolute internet celebrity.

Plus martial arts superstars.

Especially if your lucky value is high.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to have several byes in a row.

It is said on the Internet that whoever eats your signature will be equally lucky, and they can get whatever they want.

I see that your signature looks like a tadpole, and it reminds me of... haha... when I was not human.

So, I reckon that after I eat your signature, my girlfriend will be able to conceive a baby.

Haha.

Ok.

Hope my little baby is the next Yelaoshr. "

"..." When Ye Chong heard what the other party said, he immediately petrified on the spot. For some reason, he felt an urge to crush someone to death.

"Then... I should write your baby's name, right?" Ye Chong couldn't help but sighed, "What's the use of writing my name?"

"It's okay, Teacher Ye, it won't affect you." The young male teacher Yue Yue said confidently, "I've discussed it with my wife.

When they have a child, they will be called Ye Chong.

Of course, this is a nickname, but also a baby name.

Teacher Ye, in our hometown, many of them are called Gousheng, Er Gouzi and so on.

There is an advantage to having such a name.

A life of hard life and a strong body.

So, Teacher Ye, you can just sign your name, it’s fine, haha.

you see...

How about you sign me another name? "

"Sign, sign a fart." Ye Chong's mood is extremely messy now, his fists are clenched, "Stay away from me.

Hey.

You can do it.

Sign my name and let you eat it.

Then you play hooligans.

Then make your wife conceive a child.

Then the child's name is called my name.

Then my name plays the same role as Gousheng and Ergouzi.

Dare I, Ye Chong, is your child, right?

Is this really messy? !

Get out of here now! "