The second day of school starts.

The storm of monsters siege in the city has just passed, and the courses of various grades of Jinghua Wuhan University have also gradually started to get on track.

Free time.

On some aisles with relatively concentrated traffic on campus, such as libraries, practice rooms, and next to restaurants, there are already sophomores. Seniors in junior high school have started to hold a table and hang a banner, and have launched a new round of club recruitment activities for freshmen and juniors.

There are demon hunting clubs, martial arts clubs, chess clubs, painting clubs, and even cooking clubs, tailor clubs, etc., and there are a variety of things, which makes you see a lot of freshmen.

Somewhere, in front of the table with a cooking club banner hanging, a fat and big-eared white young man was napping with his arm on the table.

Next to him was the countertop of the forging shop. A young man with an extremely strong upper body was fiddling with a short sword in his hand and picking his nails.

"So boring!"

Next to it, a white-faced guy who was knitting a sweater was sitting under the banner of the tailor's club. While knitting a sweater, he pinched his throat and complained.

"What's wrong with this year's freshman? They've been setting up stalls here for most of the day, so why don't there even be one here to ask?"

"Why are the primary school students nowadays no longer curious? I remember when we first entered the school gate, we would have been able to visit all the clubs whenever we were recruiting new clubs!"

No one paid attention to him.

The two people next to them took a nap when they should take a nap when they should, and the manicure that should be manicured seemed to have not heard the silly white-faced words at all.

"Hey! Zhu Xiaofei! Niu Daehui! Are you talking to you? Have you heard it?!"

The little white-faced turned his head and began to give him some advice.

The fat and tender baby fat opened his eyes, raised his hand to wipe the saliva at the corner of his mouth, and glanced at the little white face silently: "You sissy, please tell me Zhu Xiaofeixin, don't Fat Master directly put you in the oil pan and fry it?"

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

The brawny young man who was playing with the sword slowly interrupted: "My name is Niu Xingwang, thank you."

The little white-faced paused the needle and thread in his hand, raised his head excitedly and looked at the two of them: "I thought they were all mute if you don't speak. After posing for so long, no one received it, so don't you worry?"

"Our three clubs are already sparsely populated, and every year they are counting on fooling a few newborns to prolong their lives. Let's see you sleeping one by one, and being self-entertainment, can you feel a little bit happy?"

"Will a freshman come to me by sitting here? Can Lai Hao also present a few samples that represent the characteristics of the club like me?"

Zhu Liangjun and Niu Xingwang all looked up at the big red shorts placed on the table on the white-faced table, and the corners of their mouths twitched.

It's really attractive, very irritating.

It is probably only such a sissy can produce such a perverted work.

"Tsk! I really don't know how to appreciate it. This is a masterpiece that I have used the tail hair of the level seven demon king red-tailed fox to wove bit by bit. It not only has amazing defense, but also warm in winter and cool in summer!"

The two seemed to dislike the red shorts they had made, and they braged with white faces and were so arrogant.

Zhu Liangjun and Niu Xingwang stopped talking.

This is the case with this sissy. It’s okay to ignore him. Once he pays attention to him, his words will be like the reservoir where the gate has been opened, and there is no end to the end.

Now, they have begun to regret speaking just now.

"Hey, these shorts are good, are they sold?"

At this time, a strange voice suddenly sounded in front of the young man's stall, and Zhu Liangjun and Niu Xingwang couldn't help but look up.

A young junior in a new school uniform was holding a yellow and white little fat cat in his arms, looking at the red-tailed fox shorts knitted by his little white face with an enthusiastic look on his face.

"Sighted!"

The little white-faced put the half-knitted sweater on the table and stood up excitedly to greet him.

"This junior has a good vision. My underwear is woven by the fur of the Level 7 Demon King in winter. It is warm in winter and cool in summer. It is soft and delicate. It not only has good breathability, but also has a self-cleaning effect. Basically, even if you don't wash it for a year, you won't have any odor. It is definitely the best shorts that all boys dream of!"

I have to say that the little white face is really good at speaking, which made Zhu Xiaofei and Niu Dahui next to him feel a little moved.

However, the new student on the opposite side did not change his face. He raised his hand and stroked the cat's head, and continued to ask softly: "How is the elasticity? Will it be ten times more ten times the stretching will crack?"

"Ten...ten times?!"

The little white-faced took a breath and couldn't help but glance at the crotch of the junior brother. Is it so exaggerated? Is it bragging?

"There is no problem with ten times. The red-tailed fox's hair is already very ductile. The reason why these shorts have such good softness and breathability is because of the excellent stretchability of the material."

"Not to mention ten times, even if it is stretched twenty times, it will still be close to the body and will not feel any discomfort when worn."

A satisfied smile finally appeared on Xinsheng's face: "How much is it, I want it!"

The young man also showed a satisfied smile on his face: "No money, as long as you are willing to join my tailoring club, these shorts are considered a gift from the senior!"

"Enter a club?" 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 club. I am the leader. According to regulations, I cannot join other clubs."

The young man was stunned: "You, a freshman, actually applied for a club by yourself?"

"Schooler, is this a fuss? The Beijing Wuhan University has been established for a hundred years and has been passed down for a long time. What kind of mature club does not have it? Will you still be missing?"

"I listen to my advice and cancel the club now. Come to our tailoring club. I'm not going to brag about it with you. Our tailoring club has a long history of nearly fifty years, with many inheritances, many benefits, and many beautiful girls!"

While speaking, I even started to change my color and seduce me.

Zhu Xiaofei also persuaded him: "Yes, yes, this junior brother has a club and has no future. It is difficult to recruit people in the early stage. Not only can anyone easily handle the initial mission of starting a group!"

"I listen to my advice. If you are not interested in tailoring, you can come to my cooking club. I dare not say anything else, at least the food will definitely satisfy you!"

"If you are a person who has a desire to eat and want to improve your practice through medicine and supplement food and promote it quickly, then our cooking club is definitely your best choice!"

"What..." Niu Dahui next to him also waved his manicure short sword at the right time, and said something in his mouth: "Our calculator is not bad either."

"You two are enough! You guys are here to make trouble for me. I didn't see that the junior asked the first question of our tailoring club?" The young man was displeased and squirted about the two of them with disgust.

Then, he turned around and looked at the freshman in front of him with a very kind smile, saying, "I will introduce myself. The student's surname is Lu and my name is Xiong. He is the current president of the tailor club. Just call me Lu Ge."

"After chatting for so long, I still don't know what you should call me?"

Lu Xiong?

So domineering?

Xinsheng looked at Lu Xiong with a look of surprise and said softly: "Hello Brother Lu, my name is Yang Fan, just call my name directly."

"Yang Fan, well, a good name." Lu Xiong looked at Yang Fan with a smile and said, "So what Yang Fan is thinking about? Should I join our tailoring club now? I can get a form for you first and register it casually."

Zhu Liangjun and Niu Xingwang next to him raised their eyebrows when they heard the name Yang Fan. They felt that the name was so familiar, and they seemed to have heard it somewhere.

"I'd better not." Yang Fan shook his head slightly: "I still think my club is more promising, and I have completed the task of starting a group. So far, 835 students have applied to join the club."

"Eight hundred and thirty-five people? Haha, junior Yang Fan, you are really good at joking."

Lu Xiong pinched the orchid finger, looked at Yang Fan with a angrily smile, and said, "There are only 836 freshmen this year. If all 835 of them join your newly formed club, wouldn't that mean that all the freshmen in the year of the year have been taken away by you?"

Yang Fan nodded seriously: "If nothing unexpected happens, that should be the case."

"So, several seniors may not be able to receive a new member this year."

Yang Fan looked at Lu Xiong with some embarrassment, and Zhu Liangjun and Niu Xingwang next to him:

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

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

"After a week, it should be the deadline for the school to survey the specific number of major clubs. If the three seniors cannot recruit new members to supplement by then, your club will be forced to disband."

At this time, Yang Fan chuckled and exposed his real purpose of coming here.

"So, I want to sincerely invite the three seniors, as well as every member of your subordinates, to join my Demon Destruction Sect Club."

"Our club welfare is definitely the best in the entire Jinghua Wuhan University, and it will definitely not disappoint the three seniors!"

Yang Fan finished speaking.

Opposite, Lu Xiong, Zhu Liangjun and Niu Xingwang all changed their expressions.

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

Lu Xiong chuckled uneasyly: "There are 836 freshmen this year, how could all join your club?"

Is this impossible?
Chapter completed!