Chapter 129: Who is he?
Urban Martial Arts System
Chapter 129: Who is he?
The next day.
Today was the beginning of school. After finishing his training in the morning, Zhou Ping got into the car. It was Zuo Miaoyan who drove. As a former assassin, she must have a wealth of relevant skills, and driving was one of them.
Since being tamed by Zhou Ping, Zuo Miaoyan served as Zhou Pingâs maid. Especially on a night when it was not dark and the wind was not high, and the relationship between the two went further. Zuo Miaoyan was even more desperate for Zhou Ping.
âHow is your current martial arts cultivation base?â Sitting in the passenger seat with closed eyes, Zhou Ping said lazily.
âMaster, I have already touched the three realms of martial arts, and may break through at any time,â Zuo Miaoyan said charmingly.
âIâve said it, my name is Young Master Zhou. Being called Master or something, I always feel a little bit of shame.â Zhou Ping opened his eyes and looked at Zuo Miaoyan.
âThe slave family reminds me to remember my identity all the time, and the Internet is saying that men like women who call them this? Masterâ¦â
âIn the future, there will be fewer weird websites.â Zhou Ping covered his forehead.
âBut doesnât the master like the slaveâs name like that? The master last nightâ¦â Zuo Miaoyan quietly stretched her feet onto Zhou Pingâs legs and rubbed them slightly.
âCough, cough,?okay. From now on, you can use this name on some special occasions. Donât call me that in front of other people.
âYou have an okay martial arts, but your foundation is still a little worse. Now is the time to re-establish the foundation of martial arts. When the foundation is firmly established, your breakthrough will be natural.â Zhou Ping changed the subject abruptly, but placed one of his hands on Zuo Miaoyanâs leg with some dishonesty.
Zuo Miaoyan wore black silk, and this color matched her charming face with a stronger temptation.
âHey, the masterâs technique of changing the subject is not good.â At this moment, Zuo Miaoyan seemed to feel a change in Zhou Ping.
Squeakâ¦
Suddenly Zuo Miaoyan turned the car into the emergency lane.
âHuh? Why did you stop?â Zhou Ping asked.
âThe slave girl, of course, is to help her master solve some small problems.â Zuo Miaoyanâs eyes were silky, showing a malicious smile. She glanced at Zhou Ping somewhere, and leaned down abruptly.
â¦â¦
As the best university in the country, Qingyang University gave people the greatest image of pride. Whether it was a student of Qingyang University or a teacher of Qingyang University, there was a sense of arrogance wherever one went. This arrogance was the status of Qingyang University and the strength of Qingyang University. Others also felt that they should be taken care of. When facing the teachers and students of Qingyang University, they always lowered their heads unconsciously.
But today, there was a group of people standing at the gate. They were lined up in a neat formation and looking around.
âFuck, whatâs the situation? Who are they greeting?â The entrance of Qingyang University could be said to be like a cloud of luxury cars. But now, the owners of these luxury cars were staring at the entrance, dumbfounded.
âI am a little dizzy. Why does the one standing in the front look more like the principal of Qingyang University?â A powerful child who drove a top luxury car got out of the car and rubbed his eyes vigorously.
âYou saw that right. Not only the principal, but also the dean, the ministers of various departments⦠even the president of the student union is there.â Another powerful child got out of the car and said blankly.
âWhich senior is here to inspect? I havenât heard the news.â
âIf the principal can be dispatched personally and on such a large scale, is it a high-level person?â
âImpossible. If it is a high-level inspection, there can be no news. I think it may be a peerless master, the kind of respected morals. The principal came out to welcome him in order to appear to be courteous.â
âMaybe itâs a superstar,â another person said.
âBig star? What kind of big star will be welcomed by the principal? Stop talking nonsense.â The person who said it was a big star was despised by everyone.
Soon, a large crowd of onlookers gathered at the gate. Just as everyone was in a circle, a red car arrived.
âItâs here. Letâs cheer.â When Jiang Yiming saw the red supercar license plate, he immediately refreshed himself.
The onlookers all felt the changes made by Jiang Yiming and others, and the noisy crowd immediately calmed down. The crowd backed away spontaneously, and then quietly, watching the supercar slowly coming in curiously.
Snap!
The door of the supercar was opened, and the flushed Zuo Miaoyan got out of the car.
âWow! So beautifulâ¦â
âHer looks will definitely make it into the school flower list, right?â
âThis is the person the principal is waiting for? Who is she?â
âI donât know her, but I will definitely get to know herâ¦â Many of the men present fell on Zuo Miaoyanâs body, and immediately couldnât move away. Unlike the young or innocent students at school, Zuo Miaoyan had a fatal attraction for her perfect figure and charming face.
Between a frown and a smile, it was all temptation. It was a unique style. Every man who saw her could only think of the bed.
Zuo Miaoyanâs nasal cavity made a lazy sound, and she tilted her waist.
The sound of drooling. Looking affectionately at Young Master Zhou, who was still sitting in the car, Zuo Miaoyan felt a little sore in her waist. The two of them stayed in the car for more than an hour, and Zuo Miaoyan felt that she couldnât even close her mouth now.
She gave Zhou Ping a hint of sentiment. Zuo Miaoyan closed the door, walked outside, opened the door, and stood respectfully on the side.
Zhou Ping got out of the car.
Suddenly, countless lights stabbed Zhou Ping like a sharp blade, filled with jealousy.
âWho is he? Whatâs his background? He can actually have such a beautiful person as a subordinate!â
âWhat subordinate? Isnât she a lover?â
âWhy donât I have such good luck?â Many men with their female companions unconsciously looked at the women next to them, and then looked at Zhou Ping even more jealously.
âYoung Master Zhou, welcome.â Jiang Yiming saw Zhou Ping get out of the car and walked over with a smile on his face.
âPrincipal Jiang? What are you doing?â Zhou Ping also saw the crowd behind Jiang Yiming and asked puzzledly.
âYoung Master Zhou can come to our Qingyang University and make our colleges and universities flourish. Today I specially brought the school leaders to wait for Mr. Zhou. I will be the host at noon. Please donât dislike the simple and enjoy the honor,â Jiang Yiming said as he stretched out his hand.
âItâs easy to talk.â Zhou Ping nodded, holding both hands together.
âI also heard about Young Master Zhouâs stay in Zhangâs house. There is a bright future for Young Master Zhou. Please donât care about what happened in the past,â
Jiang Yiming gently said to Zhou Ping while shaking hands.