The locust trees outside the window are blooming, snow-white and chubby, like grapes that have escaped the flesh, skewed into bunches, emitting a mellow smell, leaving only the mellow smell.

Xie Wuyang jumped up slightly, picked a locust flower and put it in his mouth, as if he was savoring the delicious food, and closed his eyes and missed it.

The Southeast Province is rich, even the poor Jiangbei people treat locust flowers as an ordinary flowering tree. No one wants to eat it. Xie Wuyang is different. His hometown is in the north, and his father left early. When he was young, locust flowers were also a good dish. If he could mix some sugar, he would leave a fragrance on his mouth.

Xie Wuyang jumped up again and picked a branch of flowers.

Li Feng and Cao Zheng were worried. Seeing him jumping there, they couldn't help but joke: "Wuyang, where are you practicing kung fu?"

"I used to pick locust flowers, but I had to climb up the tree." Xie Wuyang did not answer directly, but said, "I'm 3 meters tall now. I thought I could play basketball some time ago."

"The bottom edge of the basket is 2.9 meters, and you can touch the basket." Cao Zheng likes to play basketball, and he has to watch it whether it is NBA or CBA.

Xie Wuyang smiled lightly and said, "That's how to dunk. The locust flowers on the top of the branch are the most delicious. Oh, you guys say, if I were to play basketball at my age, would anyone want it?"

He was 30 years old during the New Year. In the younger martial arts hall, he was called Lao Xie.

Cao Zheng was moved by him, paused for a moment, and fell behind. When he woke up, he laughed mockingly: "50,000 yuan a month, 700,000 yuan a year, and few Chinese basketball players can get it."

"yes."

The three of them stood under the locust flowers in a daze, swaying in the wind, like three locust tree spirits who wanted to live for another five hundred years.

After a long time, Xie Wuyang still spoke first and said, "It was the best thing to be the director as his teacher. Who among our students and employees in the martial arts school is not envious of the conditions of naked bears? Unlimited magic oil, separate training rooms and dormitories, and occasionally the director's personal teaching..."

Li Feng said "Yes".

So Xie Wuyang continued to sigh: "If you want to talk about physical training, that's really good. If you don't say anything else, how good we are now, I dare say that no matter whether you are a security guard or a coach, it's awesome."

Xie Wuyang spoke faster and faster: "But the world is home, training around the world is still dangerous... I can hear that foreign mercenaries are like this."

"Be a soldier to fight?" Li Feng was shocked. He was the youngest among the three and was most susceptible to influence by others.

"Yes." Xie Wuyang was worried about joining the army and fighting. For most Chinese who have been relocated to the land, it is okay to eat imperial food when they are in the army, but it is not enough to join the army to fight. No matter how bad life in Jiangbei is, it is still okay to make a living, let alone now carrying a monthly salary of tens of thousands of yuan - the director said that even if he doesn't learn from his master, he can still sign an employment contract, and it lasts for twenty years...

20 years later, I am 50 years old.

But this salary of tens of thousands of yuan has disrupted Xie Wuyang's heart.

The three of them were in a mess.

Physical skills level 6 can be subsidy of 100,000 yuan, Physical skills level 7... Isn't that more profitable than starting a company?

Cao Zheng had his own plans, and thought while walking. When he was about to go out, he stood on the stairs and said, "I don't want to be a clerk in the future."

Li Feng was shocked and asked, "What's wrong."

He was just about what Xie Wuyang had just said about joining the army and fighting, but now it was in chaos again.

A group of students were playing and making noises by their side, and the three of them gave in naturally.

During the eighth and nineth sessions, many people from Jiangbei sent their children who dropped out of junior high school or high school, but later there were more people queuing up to enter the museum. It was difficult for those who were too young to choose.

Cao Zheng looked at the stand and said slowly: "My father has been a worker for 30 years. When he is old, he gets a pension of 1,000 yuan. My uncle is even more unlucky. He is laid off and his pension is gone... Moreover, I like physical skills."

He was telling others and firmly firm in his beliefs. As a student who trained the fastest in the entire martial arts hall and even had a vague breakthrough in physical skills level 6, when others were still considering whether their talents were limited, he was not worried about that.

Even if it is an American mercenary, he cannot get a monthly salary of 100,000 yuan every month. Cao Zheng said more and more affirmatively: "I want to become a disciple."

"Where are your parents?" Xie Wuyang asked, but he was thinking about himself. His father died early, and only his mother was the only one. If he left home, he didn't know what to do.

"100,000 yuan a month? Do you think my mother agrees?" Cao Zheng was the first student to receive the fifth-level allowance and has already received no less than 200,000 yuan from home.

Xie Wuyang smiled and said nothing.

Li Feng looked left, right, and slapped his thigh and said, "I'm trying too."

"That's right." Cao Zheng saw someone echoing, calmed down and said, "I'll go back and tell my family that I'll go to see the director tomorrow morning. Xie Wuyang, where are you?"

Xie Wuyang licked his fingers and rubbed his nose and said, "I'm leaving, but I don't know what to do at home."

"Didn't you want to marry a wife long ago? If you could earn 100,000 yuan a month, who wouldn't be able to marry a wife?"

How many leading cadres of the same age have embezzled corruption for the whole year, which is 100,000 yuan.

Xie Wuyang gritted his teeth and turned back.

Cao Zheng hurriedly grabbed him and shouted, "So what's wrong?"

“Apply to the curator for marriage.”

"Aren't you? When will you find a good wife?"

"The girl I came to see last time, from Northeast China, do you remember?" Xie Wuyang couldn't see the old-fashioned shyness, and said with his neck in his mouth: "I originally wanted to have a year or two, let's get married."

"Can she agree?"

Xie Wuyang said confidently: "Can she disagree?"

This sentence made Cao Zheng and Li Feng stupid.

After a long time, Xie Wuyang had already walked away, and his proud look remained in the hearts of both of them.

Money is the hero's courage, and heroes without money only have kidneys and left hand that are healthy.

Li Feng said for a long time: "Or, let me get married too?"

"You 19-year-old baton..."

"The director is only 19 years old..."

Zheng quickly covered his mouth and said, "I'm afraid of life?"

...

The three people who were level 5 in physical skills were sent away, including Li Changning, Ma Zhongcheng and eight others, also came to the top-level office. Among them were the first batch of students who advanced to the first-level physical skills, as well as new students who came from behind, and they were in a level of neither up nor down.

Of course, in Chen Yi's eyes, they are the lowest-level students available. Even if they can't achieve tripolar physical skills, it's useless to send them to the Western Continent.

However, this time he did not have the intention to accept disciples, but also made a request: "I have some business in a foreign country and have to work for five consecutive years. I can only write letters to go home. If someone is willing to go, the allowance will be doubled."

The allowance for Sanji students has doubled, which is 25,000 yuan per month, equivalent to 3,000 US dollars, which is 100 US dollars per day. It is roughly the average level of senior foreign personnel. Compared with Level 5 students, the benefits are reduced by a lot.

Not only that, Chen Yi actually reserved the five-year limited time. Whether he could go home at that time should be determined according to needs and circumstances - the US government dares to extend the service period of soldiers arbitrarily, so what did Chen Yi dare not do?

It sounds easy, but the students are under a lot of pressure.

If Cao Zheng and other level 5 students are considering their future development and life, then Sanji students have actually become workers who work. All they can consider is salary and the risks of working abroad - as for leaving the martial arts hall, they should not think about it.

Level 5 students are roughly equivalent to martial arts masters such as karate black belts, but Sanji students can only be said to be quick-achieving special forces soldiers with certain physical fitness. Those younger ones are fine, older ones, and their theoretical value is not as good as those retired in the army.

Nowadays, retired soldiers have no job arrangements. There are a few people who can get tens of thousands of yuan in salary, which is good enough for just over one thousand yuan.

Li Changning and others left the top floor of the fourth floor with all their thoughts, but Liu Xinyu blinked and asked, "Do you have a mercenary company abroad?"

"What's the meaning?"

"Machine guns, working abroad, can only communicate with letters." Liu Xinyu held his finger, but he didn't know that Chen Yi's eyes were all concentrated behind his fingers.

Look from the horizontal view, it becomes a peak on the side, and the fingers are embedded in the peak, and the grapes on the top of the mountain are protruding.

"Not bad." Chen Yi nodded with satisfaction.

Liu Xinyu said in a panic: "Is there really a mercenary company?"

She didn't expect Chen Yi to admit it.

"I mean the weather is good." Chen Yi waved his hand and said, "Where is the machine gun?"

"The .50-caliber Browning is very powerful..."

"Um."

Seeing that Chen Yi was unhappy, Liu Xinyu was happy and turned to it: "I lost 100,000 bullets, saying it was enough for you to fight Normandy."

The theoretical rate of fire of heavy machine guns is usually useless. Except for novices, who would pull the machine gun trigger and stop fire? Under normal use, it would be more than 80 or 90 rounds in a minute. 100,000 rounds are enough for four heavy machine guns to last for four or five hours.

Chen Yiyou looked not enough, so he smacked his lips and said, "See if there are any heavy weapons, and buy them anyway."

"We need to be more powerful."

"Um."

"Freak." Liu Xinyu unconsciously wanted to evaluate Chen Yi. In the past, she would not evaluate others - the leader is not against the people, and the secret organization must strictly abide by the principles.

After a while, Jin Doona's mini car also parked in the front yard.

She stepped on 8-inch high heels and went upstairs quickly, and the students with small waist twisted their eyes.

"It's so delicate"

"It's like a willow leaves floating."

"I still like Director Liu, it's so deep."

Jin Douna looked back and discussed the employees who had given up secretly. They entered the martial arts hall early, and they didn't cherish the opportunity to exercise, and the conditions were not good later. No one could meet the standards of the three poles of physical skills and become students again. In fact, the salary of 3,000 yuan is quite good, and teachers and doctors in Jiangning City may not be able to get so much. However, people are not worried about being weak but uneven. Seeing that the students who entered the martial arts hall together received a salary of tens of thousands of yuan, many people gave up on themselves and liked to say strange words.

She shook her head secretly and thought to herself: I should remove a group of them.

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