The second day of school.


    Not long after the storm of monster siege, the courses of all grades of Jinghua Wuda began to get on track.


    Spare time.


    In some corridors where the flow of people is concentrated, such as libraries, training rooms, and restaurants, sophomores and juniors have begun to support a table and hang a banner, and launched a new round of community recruitment activities for freshmen and freshmen.


    There are demon hunting clubs, martial arts clubs, chess clubs, painting clubs, even cooking clubs, tailor clubs, and so on. There are all kinds of things, and many freshmen are dazzled.


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


    Next to him is the table of the forge club. A very strong young man with his upper body is carefully playing with a short sword in his hand and picking his nails.


    "How boring!"


    Next to it, a little white brother who was knitting a sweater sat under the banner of the tailor''s club, knitting a sweater and make complaints about his voice.


    "What''s the matter with freshmen this year? People have set up stalls here for most of the day. Why don''t they even come and ask?"


    "Today''s primary school boys are so curious. I remember when we first entered the school, every time we went to the club to recruit new people, we wanted to visit all the clubs!"


    No one paid any attention to him.


    Next to them, they should take a nap and manicure their nails, as if they didn''t hear the broken words of little white face at all.


    "Hey! Zhu Xiaofei! Bull sledgehammer! I''m talking to you. Did you hear me?"


    Little white face turned his head and began to point out his surname.


    The fat, white and tender baby fat opened his eyes, raised his hand and wiped the saliva at the corner of his mouth, silently glanced at the little white face: "you dead sissy, and then call me Zhu xiaofeixin. Don''t fat Lord put you directly in the oil pan to fry?"


    "My name is Zhu Liangjun, Zhu Liangjun, remember?!"


    The strong young man who was playing with the sword also said calmly, "my name is Niu Xingwang, thank you."


    The little white face looked up at them excitedly and said, "if you don''t speak, I thought they were all mute. After so long, no one received it. Aren''t you worried?"


    "Our three societies are already sparsely populated. Every year, we expect to deceive several freshmen to continue their lives. Let''s see you sleep one by one, self hi and self hi. Can you take some heart?"


    "If you sit here, will some freshmen come to the door on their own initiative? Can you lay out some samples that can represent the characteristics of the community like me?"


    Zhu Liangjun and Niu Xingwang glanced up at the red underpants in front of the small white face table, and the corners of their mouths twitched.


    It''s really attractive and coquettish.


    It is estimated that only such a sissy can make such abnormal works.


    "Cut! I really don''t know how to appreciate it. It''s a unique product I spin bit by bit with the tail hair of the seven level demon king red tailed fox. It''s not only amazing in defense, but also warm in winter and cool in summer!"


    It seems that they dislike the red underpants they have woven. The little white face is proud and proud.


    Zhu Liangjun and Niu Xingwang stopped talking.


    This dead sissy is like this. It''s OK to ignore him. When you ignore him, his words are like a reservoir with a gate open. There''s no time to finish.


    Now, they have begun to regret talking just now.


    "Eh, these underpants are good. Do you sell them?"


    At this time, a strange voice suddenly sounded in front of xiaobailian''s booth. Zhu Liangjun and Niu Xingwang looked up.


    A young primary school brother in a new school uniform, holding a yellow and white little fat cat in his arms, was looking at the red Tailed Fox underpants woven by little white face with great interest.


    "Have eyes!"


    The little white faced put the half knitted sweater on the table and got up excitedly.


    "This student is really good-looking. My underpants are made of the fur of the level 7 demon king in winter. They are warm in winter and cool in summer. They are soft and delicate. They not only have good air permeability, but also have self-cleaning effect. Basically, even if they are not washed for a year, they won''t have any peculiar smell. They are definitely the best underpants that all boys dream of!"


    I have to say that xiaobailian is really good at vernacular. Zhu Xiaofei and Niu sledgehammer are a little excited.


    However, the freshman opposite did not change his face. He raised his hand and rolled the cat''s head. He continued to ask softly, "how is the elasticity? Will it stretch ten times?"


    "Ten... Ten times?!"


    Little white face took a breath of air conditioning and couldn''t help glancing at the crotch of his primary school brother. Is there such an exaggeration, bragging?


    "Ten times naturally, there is no problem. The hair of the red Tailed Fox has great ductility. The reason why this underpants have such good softness and permeability is because its own material has excellent scalability."


    "Don''t say it''s ten times, even if it''s twenty times telescopic, it''s still close to the body and natural, and there won''t be any discomfort."


    The freshman''s face finally showed a satisfied smile: "how much money, I want it!"


    Xiaobai also showed a satisfied smile: "no money, as long as you are willing to join my tailor club, this underpants can be regarded as a congratulatory gift from the senior!"


    "Join the club?" the freshman shook his head slightly: "I''m afraid I can''t. I just applied for a new club at the student union. I''m the head. According to the regulations, I can''t join other clubs."


    Little white face was stunned: "you, a freshman, applied for a club yourself?"


    "Primary school brother, this is trouble. Jinghua Wuda has established the school for a hundred years and has been inherited for a long time. What kind of mature community in the school does not have, and will lack you?"


    "Listen to my brother''s advice, go and cancel the club now. Come to our tailor''s club. I''m not talking to you. Our tailor''s club has a long history of nearly 50 years, with many inheritance, many benefits and many beautiful girls!"


    While talking, he even began to change his lust.


    Zhu Xiaofei also persuaded: "yes, yes, this primary school brother has no future. It is difficult to recruit people in the early stage. No one can easily handle the initial mission of opening the group!"


    "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 can satisfy you!"


    "If you are a person who pursues food and want to improve your cultivation and promote rapidly through medicine and food, then our cooking club is definitely your best choice!"


    "That what..." a nearby bull sledgehammer also timely waved his short sword for manicure, and a sentence popped out of his mouth: "our forge club is also good."


    "That''s enough for you two! Don''t make trouble for me here. Didn''t you see that the student first came to ask about our tailor''s club?" little white face was unhappy and sprayed two words with disgust on his face.


    Then, looking back, with a very kind smile on his face, he looked at the new student in front of him and said, "introduce yourself. My student''s last name is Lu and my name is Xiong. I''m the current president of the tailor''s club. Just call me brother Lu."


    "After chatting for so long, I don''t know what to call you, younger brother?"


    Lu Xiong?


    So domineering?


    The new student looked a little surprised at Lu Xiong and whispered, "Hello, brother Lu, my name is Yang Fan. Just call my name directly."


    "Yang Fan, well, good name." Lu Xiong looked at Yang Fan with a smile and said, "so how are you, classmate Yang Fan? Do you want to join our tailor''s club now? I can take a form to you and register at will."


    Zhu Liangjun and Niu Xingwang nearby heard the name Yang Fan and raised their eyebrows. They felt that the name was so familiar. It seemed that they had heard of it somewhere.


    "No more." Yang Fan shook his head slightly. "I still think my club is more promising, and I have completed the mission of opening the team. So far, 835 students are applying to join the club."


    "835? Ha ha, younger brother Yang Fan, you are really kidding."


    Lu Xiong pinched his orchid finger, looked at Yang Fan with an angry smile and said, "there are only 836 freshmen this year. If 835 have all joined your newly formed club, doesn''t it mean that the whole freshmen have been taken away by you?"


    Yang Fan nodded seriously: "if there is no accident, it should be like this."


    "Therefore, several senior students may not receive a new member this year."


    Yang Fan looked at Lu Xiong with some unpleasant eyes, and Zhu Liangjun and Niu Xingwang nearby:


    "I''ve heard that the school''s community has a minimum number requirement. Once the ordinary members in the community are less than three, they will be forcibly cancelled and dissolved by the school."


    "I''ve just investigated. It seems that the community where the Three Seniors belong is facing such a dissolution crisis."


    "A week later, it should be the deadline for the school to conduct a census and count the specific number of major associations. If the three senior students can''t recruit new members to supplement at that time, your association will be forced to dissolve."


    At this time, Yang fancai smiled and exposed his real purpose of coming this time.


    "Therefore, I would like to sincerely invite three senior students and every member of your club to join my demon killing sect."


    "Our community welfare is definitely the best of the whole Jinghua Wuda. We will never disappoint the three seniors!"


    Yang Fan''s voice fell.


    Opposite, Lu Xiong, Zhu Liangjun and Niu Xingwang all looked different.


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


    Lu Xiong smiled uneasily: "there are 836 freshmen this year. How can they all join your club?"


    It''s impossible, okay?


    Jinghua martial arts university has been established for more than 100 years, but such a thing has never happened!