Hearing this satisfactory answer, the three's eyes lit up, and they excitedly hugged Ming Li, "Hee hee~ Li Li is such a good person!"
Damn it! Is this how you give someone a good person card?
Ming Li was speechless.
Time flew by, and it was Friday in the blink of an eye. Ming Li called Qin's mother, saying there was something at school these past two days, so she wouldn't be going back.
"Okay, Li Li, take care of yourself at school."
Ming Li nodded, "Got it, Mom."
After hanging up the phone, Ming Li took her three roommates to the school's dance studio.
Song Tian and the other two were eager and looked excited, "Qing Li, what are we learning today? Dragon Subduing Palms or Toad Style?"
Hearing this, Ming Li almost stumbled and fell flat on her face.
Are Dragon Subduing Palms and Toad Style Taekwondo? Are you serious, big sister?!
Ming Li's mouth twitched as she said, "We'll practice basic skills today."
After speaking, she pushed open the door to the dance studio in front of her.
The dance studio was empty at the moment. The mirrors on the opposite wall reflected the tall figures of the four, and the atmosphere instantly became serious.
Five minutes later.
The dance studio was filled with pig-slaughtering screams.
Ming Li looked at the three people in front of her with pained expressions and smiled, "It's not too late to back out now."
"No! We will not give up!" The three frowned, bit their lips, and looked at Ming Li with determination.
Ming Li: "......Wouldn't it be more comfortable to sleep in the dorm at this time? Why are you looking for trouble?"
"Li Li, stop talking, we won't give up!"
"Sigh~"
Ming Li sighed, crossed her arms, and leaned against the wall, watching the three people who were seeking trouble in front of her.
Before long, the three were sweating profusely but still gritted their teeth and persevered.
"That's not how you do a horse stance."
Ming Li walked up to Song Tian and demonstrated for her.
Song Tian was on the verge of tears, looking at Ming Li with teary eyes, "Li Li, I'm so tired..."
Ming Li's mouth twitched, and she rolled her eyes speechlessly, "Did I ask you to come looking for trouble?"
Looking at Ming Li's horse stance, Wu Ting asked with anticipation, "Li Li, can we see you practice your punches?"
Song Tian said Ming Li was very powerful, able to take on ten people, but they hadn't seen it. They suspected that Song Tian was exaggerating, so wouldn't their practice be in vain?
Ming Li raised her eyebrows, met the expectant gazes of the three, and finally nodded, "Okay, then watch carefully."
Saying that, Ming Li took two steps forward, came to the center of the dance studio, and began practicing a set of boxing techniques she had seen in a comic in a certain dimension. Her movements were fluid and seamless...
The three, still in their horse stances, were dumbfounded, their jaws almost dropping to the floor.
This is too amazing...
At this moment, the dance teacher responsible for this area passed by the classroom. Seeing that there were people in the classroom, she glanced inside through the glass window on the door and then froze.
The air in the classroom surged. After a series of "hū hā hā" movements, Ming Li retracted her forward-hitting fist and looked at the three people in front of her with a faint gaze. Just as she was about to say something, a faint "crack" sound echoed in the classroom. Following the sound, she saw cracks appearing on the mirror in front of her.
The three were stunned, instinctively swallowed, and after reacting, they quickly ran to the corner. As soon as the three reached the corner, the large mirror shattered.
"Cough, cough, cough!" Ming Li coughed lightly in embarrassment and looked at the three, "Uh, I couldn't control my strength... Don't mind the details, everyone."
The three propped up their chins and looked at Ming Li in shock, "You... you know Qigong?!"
Ming Li: "...This isn't Qigong."