Second day of school.

The storm of the Beast Besieged City has just passed, and the courses of Beijing Huawu University have gradually begun to get on track.

余 Leisure time.

Some aisles on campus are relatively crowded, such as libraries, such as practice rooms, and next to restaurants, for example. Sophomores and juniors have begun to support a table, hang a banner, and face the university. A new group of elementary school students started a new round of recruiting activities.

There are monster hunting clubs, martial arts clubs, chess arts clubs, painting clubs, even cooking clubs, tailors clubs, etc., etc. There are all kinds of new students, and many freshmen are watching.

Somewhere, in front of the table with the banner of the cooking club, a fat white young man was snoring with one arm on the table.

Next to him was the countertop of the Calciner Society. A very young man with an upper body watching carefully was playing with a dagger in his hand and tickling his nails.

"so boring!"

Next to him, a white-faced little brother who was knitting a sweater was sitting under the banner of the tailor's office, while knitting his sweater, he groaned with his throat while complaining.

"What's wrong with this year's freshman, everyone has been setting up a stall here for a long time. Why don't they even come here to ask one?"

"Why is there a little curiosity among the elementary school students now? Remember that when we first entered the school gate, every time when the society recruited new clubs, we couldn't wait to visit some of them!"

No one ignored him.

The two next to me, the burp of snoring, the manicure of this manicure, as if I didn't hear the shattered speech of Xiaobai's face at all.

"Ah! Zhu Xiaofei! Niu Sledgehammer! Talk to you, have you heard?"

Xiao Xiaobai turned her head and began to point at the surname.

The fat white and tender baby fat opened his eyes, raised his hand and wiped the drool in the corner of his mouth, and glanced at Xiaobai's face silently: "You are a sissy girl, and then call me Zhu Xiaofeixin. Do n’t let the fat man take you directly Did you fry it in the pan? "

"My name is Zhu Liangjun, Zhu Liangjun, do you remember?"

The strong young man who was playing with the sword also interjected slowly: "My name is Niu Xing Wang, thank you."

Tong Xiaobai faced the needle and thread in her hand, looked up excitedly and looked at the two of them: "You don't speak, I thought they were all dumb. After putting it on for half a day, no one has received it, aren't you in a hurry?"

"Our three communities are sparsely populated. Every year, we can count on a few freshmen to continue their lives. Look at you one by one, sleep and sleep. Can you take your time?"

"If you just sit here, there will be new students coming to your door. Can you, like me, put out a few samples that can represent the characteristics of the community?"

良 Zhu Liangjun and Niu Xingwang looked up in unison to glance at the pair of big red pants on the table with a small white face, and twitched at the corners of his mouth.

I was really attractive and very angry.

I guess only such a sissy can make such a perverted work.

"Cut! I really don't know how to appreciate it, but this is a gem that I have woven from the tail hair of the seventh-level demon king red-tailed fox little by little, which is not only defense-proof, but also cool in winter and warm in summer!"

Seeing that the two seemed to be a bit disgusted with the red pants they had woven, the little white face pouted and boasted a lot.

Zhu Liangjun and Niu Xingwang stopped talking.

就是 This is the sissy of the dead. It's okay to ignore him. As long as he ignores him, his words will be the same as the reservoir that opened the gate.

Now, they have started to regret a few words.

咦 "Well, these pants are good, are you selling them?"

At this moment, a strange voice suddenly sounded in front of Xiaobailian's booth, Zhu Liangjun and Niu Xingwang couldn't help looking up.

A young elementary school student wearing a new school uniform, holding a small yellow and white fat cat in his arms, is looking at the red-tailed fox trousers woven by the little white face with enthusiasm.

"Have a vision!"

Xiao Xiaobai put her half-knitted sweater on the table, and stood up excitedly to say hello.

"This student is really good-looking. My underwear is woven from the fur of the seventh-level demon king in winter. It is warm in winter and cool in summer. It is soft and delicate, not only has good air permeability, but also has self-cleaning effect. Basically, even If you do n’t wash it for a year, there will be no smell. It is definitely the best pants for all boys! ”

I had to say that Xiaobailian was really able to speak vernacular, and Zhu Xiaofei and Niu Sledgehammer were a little heart-beating.

However, the new student on the opposite side did not change his face, raised his hand to poke the cat's head, and continued to ask softly, "How about elasticity, will it be stretched about ten times?"

"Ten ... ten times ?!"

Xiao Xiaobai took a sip of air-conditioner and couldn't help but glance at the crotch of his elementary school brother. Is there such an exaggeration, bragging?

"Ten times is naturally no problem. The hair of the red-tailed fox has great ductility. The reason why this pair of pants has such good softness and breathability is that its own material has excellent stretchability."

"Don't say it is ten times, even if it is stretched twenty times, it is still close to nature when worn on the body, without any tightness."

Finally, Xinsheng's face showed a satisfied smile: "How much is it? I want it!"

Xiao Xiaobai's face also showed a satisfied smile: "No money, as long as you are willing to join my tailoring school, this pair of pants is a gift from the senior!"

"Join a society?" The freshman shook his head slightly. "I'm afraid it won't work. I just went to the Student Union to apply for a new society. I'm the leader. According to regulations, I can't join other communities."

Xiao Xiaobai said for a moment: "You, a freshman, have applied for a society yourself?"

"Primary school brother, this is a trouble. Beijing Huawu University has been in existence for a century, and it has a long history. What kind of mature community does it have, and will it still lack you?"

"After listening to my brother's advice, I'll cancel the club now. Come to our tailoring agency. I'm not telling you. Our tailoring agency has a long history of nearly fifty years. There are many traditions and many benefits. Many beautiful girls! "

I talked, and even started to change colors.

Zhu Xiaofei also persuaded: "Yes, yeah, this elementary school brother, who has no future in the society, is difficult to recruit people in the early stage. He said that the initial mission of starting a group is not easy for anyone. That's a mess! "

听 "Listen to my brother's advice, if you are not interested in tailoring, you can come to my cooking club, others dare not say, at least the meal will definitely satisfy you!"

"If you are a person who has a desire for food, and you want to improve your cultivation and fast promotion through medicine and food, then our cooking club is definitely your best choice!"

"So what ..." The bull sledgehammer beside him also waved his short manicure sword in a timely manner, and a word came out of his mouth: "Our calciner club, it's not bad."

"The two of you are enough! Little trouble to the old lady here. Didn't you see that the schoolboy asked us the tailoring agency first?" Xiao Bai face reluctantly, and sprayed the two of them with dismay.

Then, looking back, with a very kind smile on his face, he looked at the freshman in front of him: "Introduce yourself, the student is my last name Lu, Mingxiong. It is the current president of the tailoring agency, called me Lu Ge. Just fine. "

"After so long, I don't know what you should call Xue Xue?"

Lu Luxiong?

Is it so domineering?

Xin Xin looked at Lu Xiong with a surprised look and whispered: "Hello Brother Lu, my name is Yang Fan, just call my name."

"Yang Fan, uh, good name." Lu Xiong looked at Yang Fan with a smile, and said, "So Yang Fan, what are you thinking about? If you want to join our tailoring agency now, I can get a form for you and register casually. Just a moment. "

Zhu Liangjun and Niu Xingwang, who were next to each other, heard the name Yang Fan and raised their eyebrows at the same time. They felt that the name was familiar and seemed to have heard it the same.

"Still no more." Yang Fan slightly shook his head: "I still think my society is more promising, and I have completed the mission to open a group. So far, 835 students have applied to join the club."

"Hundred and thirty-five? Haha, brother Yang Fan, you're really joking."

Lu Xiong pointed at Orchid and looked at Yang Fan with a sneer, saying, "This year, there are only 836 freshmen in the first year. If 835 people have all joined your newly formed society, wouldn't it mean that , Have you been taken away by the whole year of freshmen? "

Yang Fan nodded earnestly: "If nothing unexpected, this should be the case."

"So, some seniors may not receive a new member this year ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Yang Fan looked at Lu Xiong with a little embarrassment, and Zhu Liangjun and Niu Xingwang next to him:

"I heard that the school community has a minimum number of members. Once the ordinary members in the community are less than three, they will be forcibly cancelled by the school."

"I just investigated it, it seems that the community where the three seniors are facing is facing such a crisis of dissolution."

"After one week, it should be the deadline for the school's census to count the specific numbers of major societies. If the three principals cannot recruit new members to supplement them, your society will be forced to dissolve."

At this time, Yang Fan chuckled and revealed the true purpose of his visit.

所以 "So, I want to sincerely invite the three seniors here, and every member of your team, to transfer to my Demon Sect Society."

"The welfare of our community is definitely the best of the entire Beijing Huawu University. We will never let the three seniors down!"

Yang Fan's voice fell.

On the opposite side, Lu Xiong, Zhu Liangjun and Niu Xingwang all looked different.

"Brother Yang Fan, this joke is not funny at all."

Xuan Luxiong chuckled a little uncomfortably: "This year's freshman year, there are 836 people, how can all of them join your community?"

Is this impossible?

Beijing Huawu University was established for more than 100 years, but it never happened!