Chapter 870: Reverse Recruitment, Seniors, Hang Out with Me!

The second day of school.

Not long after the turmoil of the monster siege, Jinghua Wuhan University's courses for all grades have gradually started to get on the right track.

Leisure after school.

In some aisles on campus where the traffic is relatively concentrated, such as the library, such as the practice room, or next to the restaurant, there have been sophomores and juniors starting to set up a table and hang a banner facing the university. A new round of club recruiting activities was launched for the newly arrived primary school students.

There are monster hunting clubs, martial arts clubs, chess clubs, painting clubs, even cooking clubs, tailoring clubs, etc., all kinds of things, and many freshmen are dazzled.

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

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

"so boring!"

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

"What's wrong with the freshmen this year? They've been setting up stalls here for a long time. Why didn't anyone come over to ask?"

"Why don't the elementary school students have any curiosity at all now? I remember when we first entered the school, every time when the clubs recruited new students, we couldn't wait to visit all the clubs!"

No one paid any attention to him.

The two people next to them, those who should take a nap, and those who should have a manicure, seem to have never heard the little boy's chattering words.

"Hey! Zhu Xiaofat! Niu Dahammer! I was talking to you, did you hear me?!"

The little boy turned his head and began to point out Dao's surname.

The fat, white and tender baby fat opened his eyes, raised his hand to wipe the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and glanced at the little white face wordlessly: "You damn sissy, call me Zhu Xiaofei again, believe me, don't Fatty put you down directly!" Was it fried in a frying pan?”

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

The burly young man who was playing with the sword interjected unhurriedly: "My name is Niu Xingwang, thank you."

The little boy paused the needle and thread in his hands, and raised his head excitedly to look at the two of them: "If you don't speak, I thought you were all dumb. After laying around for a long time, no one has received it. Are you not in a hurry?"

"Our three associations are sparsely populated. Every year, we count on fooling a few new students to continue our lives. Seeing you one by one, sleeping, sleeping, and enjoying yourself, can you be more careful?"

"Just sitting here, will some freshmen come to your door? Can you, like me, Lai Hao also put out a few samples that can represent the characteristics of the club?"

Zhu Liangjun and Niu Xingwang both raised their heads and glanced at the pair of red underpants placed in front of the little white face's table, and the corners of their mouths twitched.

It is indeed very attractive and very flamboyant.

It is estimated that only such a sissy can produce such a perverted work.

"Cut! I really don't know how to appreciate it, but I spun it little by little with the tail hair of the seventh-level demon king red-tailed fox. Not only does it have amazing defense, but it's also warm in winter and cool in summer!"

Seeing that the two of them seemed to dislike the red underpants they spun, their little white faces curled their lips and boasted, and they were quite arrogant.

Zhu Liangjun and Niu Xingwang stopped talking.

This damn sissy is like this, it's okay to ignore him, but once you talk to him, his words are like a reservoir that has opened its gates, and there is no end to it.

Now, they have begun to regret having spoken just now.

"Hey, these pants are not bad, are they for sale?"

At this time, a strange voice suddenly sounded in front of Xiaobailian's booth, and Zhu Liangjun and Niu Xingwang couldn't help looking up.

A young elementary school student wearing a new school uniform, holding a small fat yellow and white cat in his arms, is looking at the red-tailed fox underpants woven by the little white face with great interest.

"Have vision!"

The little white face put the half-knitted sweater in his hand on the table, and stood up excitedly to say hello.

"This junior has a good eye. My underwear is made of the fur of the seventh-level demon king in winter. It is warm in winter and cool in summer. It is soft and delicate. It not only has good air permeability, but also has self-cleaning effect. If you don’t wash it for a year, there will be no smell at all, it’s definitely the ultimate underpants that all boys dream of!”

I have to say that Xiaobailian is really good at speaking vernacular, and Zhu Xiaofat and Niu Dachui next to him are a little moved.

However, the freshman on the opposite side didn't change his face. He raised his hand and stroked the cat's head, and continued to ask softly: "How about the elasticity, will it crack if stretched about ten times?"

"Ten...ten times?!"

The little white face gasped, and couldn't help but glance at the junior's crotch. Is that an exaggeration, right?

"Ten times is naturally no problem. The hair of red-tailed foxes has a lot of stretchability. The reason why these pants are so soft and breathable is because the material itself has excellent stretchability."

"Let's say it's ten times, even if it's stretched twenty times, it's still close-fitting and natural, without any discomfort."

A satisfied smile finally appeared on the face of the new student: "How much is it, I want it!"

There was also a satisfied smile on the little boy's face: "No money, as long as you are willing to join my tailor club, this pair of pants is a congratulatory gift from the senior!"

"Join a 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 team leader. According to the regulations, I can't join other clubs."

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

"Primary school brother, this is trouble. Jinghua Wuda has been established for a hundred years and has a long history. What kind of mature clubs in the school do not have, and you are still missing?"

"Listen to brother's persuasion, go and cancel the club now, come to our tailor club, I'm not bragging to you, our tailor club has a long history of nearly 50 years, with many inheritances, many benefits, and So many beautiful girls!"

While talking, she even started to change her seduction.

Zhu Xiaofei also persuaded from the side: "Yes, yes, this elementary school boy, starting a club by himself has no future, and it is difficult to recruit people in the early stage. Not to mention, the initial task of starting a group is not easy for everyone. It's done!"

"A piece of advice from my brother, if you have no interest 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 pursues food and wants to improve your cultivation and advance quickly through the way of supplementing food and medicine, then our cooking club is definitely your best choice!"

"Then what..." Niu Sledgehammer at the side also swung his dagger for manicure at the right time, and said a word: "Our forging club is not bad."

"That's enough for you two! Don't make trouble for my old lady here, didn't you see that this junior came to ask about our tailor shop first?" The little boy was unhappy, and sprayed a few words at the two of them with a look of disgust.

Then, looking back, with an extremely kind smile on his face, he looked at the freshman in front of him and said, "Let me introduce myself, student, my surname is Lu, my name is Xiong, and I am the current president of the tailor club. My name is Brother Lu." Just fine."

"After chatting for a long time, I still don't know what to call you, junior?"

Lu Xiong?

Is it so domineering?

Xin Xin looked at Lu Xiong with some surprise, and said softly: "Hello, Brother Lu, my name is Yang Fan, just call me by my name."

"Yang Fan, um, good name." Lu Xiong looked at Yang Fan with a smile, and said, "Student Yang Fan, how are you thinking? Do you want to join our tailor club now? I can give you a form first, and register as you like." Just a moment."

Zhu Liangjun and Niu Xingwang next to him raised their brows at the same time when they heard the name Yang Fan. They felt that the name was very familiar, as if they had heard of it somewhere.

"I still don't want it anymore." Yang Fan shook his head slightly: "I still think my club has a better future, and I have already completed the task of starting a club. So far, 835 students have applied to join the club."

"Eight hundred and thirty-five? Haha, junior Yang Fan, you really know how to joke."

Lu Xiong pinched his orchid fingers, looked at Yang Fan with a smirk, and said: "There are only 836 freshmen this year, if all 835 join your newly formed club, wouldn't that mean , you have taken away all the freshmen in the freshman year?"

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

"So, several seniors may not receive a single new member this year."

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

"I heard that there is a minimum requirement for the number of clubs in the school. Once the number of ordinary members in the club is less than three, it will be forcibly canceled by the school and disbanded."

"I just investigated it, and it seems that the associations of the three seniors are facing such a crisis of dissolution."

"One week later, it should be the deadline for the school's census to count the specific number of clubs. If the three seniors can't recruit new members to supplement by then, the club you belong to will be forced to disband."

At this moment, Yang Fan revealed his real purpose of coming here with a light smile.

"So, I would like to sincerely invite the three seniors here, as well as every member of your subordinates, to join my Demon Slayer Sect club."

"Our club benefits are definitely the best in Jinghua University, and we will never let the three seniors down!"

Yang Fan's voice fell.

On the opposite side, the expressions of Lu Xiong, Zhu Liangjun, and Niu Xingwang all changed.

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

Lu Xiong smiled uncomfortably: "There are a total of 836 freshmen this year, how could it be possible that all of them will join your club?"

This is simply impossible, okay?

Jinghua Wuda has been established for more than a hundred years, but such a thing has never happened!