Douluo: I didn’t want to become a god, but I actually became a god

Yu Yuyi, who completely accepted this explanation, turned around and lifted up the bamboo basket that was slightly taller than half of her body. She stretched out her arms and put them into the two straps on the bamboo basket, carrying the large basket that did not match her. On to the back.

"Hey!"

Yiyi bumped the bamboo basket behind her and felt that although the stones in the bamboo basket were only three kilograms, their shapes were shaped to fit right into the bottom by the teachers who watched the excitement and did not take it too seriously.

fair enough.

At least when running, there will be no drag from rolling stones.

Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun, the first people to arrive at the school gate, had already taken the lead and ran away after hearing the master's request.

The remaining few Zhu Zhuqing, Oscar and others, who were half a beat slower, also ran wildly not to be outdone.

However, they do not have the physical fitness and physical ability of Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun. When running, although the weight of the stones is obviously much lighter than that of Dai Mubai and the others, for the sensitive attack system and the weak auxiliary system, , these weights were enough to make them realize that the amount of training this time was not easy.

The only one left was Tang San, who was punished by two additional laps by Yu Xiaogang, and was still waiting where he was.

Looking at Yu Yuyi's eyes, it's like a mother chicken watching her newly hatched chick learn to walk and flutter its feathers.

The same goes for Xiao Wu, who is rarely competitive.

She waited quietly next to Yiyi. When Yiyi tried to jump on the bamboo basket a few times, Xiao Wu even reached out her hand to help adjust it a few times.

Yu Yuyi, who felt that it was almost done, shouted to Yu Xiaogang's side: "Then let's go train, dad."

He ran quickly towards the path of his previous companions without looking back.

Tang San and Xiao Wu also pointed towards the master. After nodding, they carried baskets of different weights and ran side by side with Yu Yuyi.

Yu Xiaogang watched the last three people leaving with a smile in his eyes.

He suddenly felt.

What he had previously planned for Shrek's nine students to learn would not be too far away from being achieved.

There are at least three people in front of you who can serve as demonstrations, or leaders.

Flanders walked out of the shadows, stood beside the master and began to complain: "Are your training methods too much? Although these children under Zao Wuji insisted on doing long circles for a limited time, at least at that time, they You can also use soul power."

"Now……"

Flanders glanced at Yu Xiaogang and murmured in a low voice, "They can't use their soul power, they have to run long distances with heavy weights, and they have to finish before noon. Xiaogang, you are more cruel than me, the dean."

Flanders: According to Yiyi, Satan will have you tattooed on his back!

Yu Xiaogang's eyebrows were light, and he looked at Flanders' arm on his shoulder with a little disgust.

There is no hint of emotional fluctuations: "My training is based on data integration and systematic calculation. It is consistent with each of their physical conditions and development, and will not really tire them out. Your... I can't guarantee it." .”

"And if they can think of those points, I think the weight of those stones can continue to increase."

"Now, I just hope that with this, they can truly get to know each other and become partners who can truly trust each other."

Flender grabbed Yu Xiaogang's neck and chuckled a few times, "I know you have something here, but it would be nice if it didn't cost so much money. You know, you brother, I don't have much money left. Before, I had to rely on our old guys to cut the stone for you, and we did it ourselves!"

"And the most I have left here is some monthly salary for those teachers. What I have given to you is already all the funds now, so save some money!"

Yu Xiaogang was really helpless now: Why did he feel that wherever he went, there seemed to be deans crying about poverty?

(Forgotten in the distance, Zhuang Hongcai of Notting City held the bag packed by his wife in grievance and began to bite his handkerchief: All the private money of labor and management has been used up by the master! QWQ)

However, Yu Xiaogang is not someone who really doesn't care about this aspect. After all, the time he spent raising Yiyi made him understand something clearly.

——A penny can stump a heroic man.

No matter how powerful a soul master is, he cannot escape the life of firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, tea, and it is impossible to truly escape from grains and grains, so money to sustain his life is very necessary.

He shook his head helplessly and shook off Flender's arm, "I know you are tight on funds, but this is too exaggerated. But in the follow-up, when it comes to the second training content, you don't have to worry about lack of funds. If you can If we can reach an agreement, it will make money for the college. If we really can't reach an agreement..."

Yu Xiaogang looked at Flanders, with unclear meaning in his eyes, "Then I have to wrong you, brother."

"...!" Flanders felt that his profiteer radar was screaming, and it was not a good one.

He wrapped his arms tightly around himself, hesitantly approached and asked, "You have wronged me? Can you make money?"

"Making money is for sure."

"Will the profit be greater than the loss?"

Yu Xiaogang, who was well aware of the profiteer nature of his old friend Flanders, reached out to push away his approaching face, held his forehead, and affirmed: "It will definitely be the one who makes a lot of money, don't ask."

Flanders was overjoyed: "Okay! You are indeed a good brother I have known for decades!"

Yu Xiaogang: ...I don’t really want to admit this.

This end of the conversation between Flanders and Yu Xiaogang about money.

Elsewhere, Yu Yuyi and the others also began to get into the formal training routine.

The overly large bamboo basket carried on her back, together with the stones that happened to be stuck at the bottom of the basket, did not hinder Yu Yuyi too much when running. At most, it added some weight.

This weight may not be too difficult for them who can use soul power.

But they are restricted from using soul power.

While Yu Yuyi adjusted her pace and breathing, she was confused and thinking about what kind of "unable to use soul power" mentioned in the request would be.

It is easy for a person's thinking to fall into a dead end.

So Yu Yuyi didn't show off and had to figure it out on her own.

Instead, plan to brainstorm ideas.

She asked Xiao Wu and Tang San, who were accompanying her on the long-distance running with weights, to join in the exploration of the training rules and requirements.

Yu Yuyi: "Xiao San, Xiao Wu, do you know what kind of soul power Dad said cannot be used?"

Xiao Wu: "?"

Xiao Wu couldn't understand Yiyi's question, which she had heard was a question of, 'What kind of A can't be used?'

Xiao Wu: I’m really confused. Is there anything else that cannot be used? It should be unusable.

She was confused, but told the truth: "It shouldn't be used, right?"

Tang San did hear the underlying meaning of Yiyi's question. He thought about it and suggested: "On weekdays, when we are training with Teacher Zhao, the teachers who are not teaching us are all ambush on the way to training. This training should be the same. , why don’t we ask them?”

Yu Yuyi suddenly felt that this was a good method.

She stopped, closed her eyes, and carefully felt the fluctuations of soul energy around her.

Only then did I find Teacher Shao Xin smiling cheerfully in the haystacks about a hundred meters ahead on the right.

Yiyi opened her eyes and said nothing to the two friends next to her.

It was only when she walked slowly to the haystack that she stopped and shouted: "Teacher Shao!"

Caught off guard, Shao Xin, who was not good at hiding, was frightened by the shout and could only dig his chubby figure out of the haystack.

His small eyes were quite obscured by the flesh on his face, leaving only the curvature visible.