MTL - Advance Bravely-Chapter 39 Repair equipment together

After the farce, Yuan Zong brought together the deputy chief instructors and detachment instructors to start a discussion on this incident. The central topic of the conference is how to avoid the recurrence of such incidents.

"We have been working for four or five years, and we have never encountered this monk!"

"I think the best solution is to refund the tuition fees. This kind of student can't really take it!"

"Yuan, what do you think?"

Yuan Zhongxin secretly said: The little nephew finally got into my nest, and the old man is willing to take him away? He is a torch that burns, and Laozi has to circle him in this ruin.

Silence for a long while, the throat rolled, and sighed directly.

"If this student makes another mistake, give it to me!"

Shi Tianqi's thick eyebrows wrinkled, and he uttered a sentence, "Isn't he worse? Is there a contradiction at that time?"

An instructor next to him whispered back to him: "You are stupid and stupid? Who is he? Yuan Zong's brother-in-law, Yuan Zong can get a hand? You still don't understand the meaning of Yuan? What he meant is: People can't fight in the future."

"Impossible." Shi Tianzhao’s eyes were firm and straightforward. "Yuan always has a selfless and unbiased attitude. He will never open a skylight to anyone."

"Yuan’s deduction of your three thousand dollars is really a deduction."

"..."

For four days, Xia Yao has been working hard to find Yuan Long because he is busy with his work. Yuan Li did not take the initiative to contact him, and no one had mentioned the claim with him, which made Xia Yao quite troubled. On Friday, Xia Yao got off work early, and I wanted to call Yuan Zhang directly. After thinking about it, I decided to go there in person, and I was dissatisfied with the amount of compensation.

When Xia Yao arrived, the students had to go to class. The only training room in Yuanda was Yuan Li. There was a sound of slamming in the equipment room, like repairing, and Xia Yao strode in.

Yuan Lizheng repaired a comprehensive training device on the ground. He wore a vest in the fall and the hem was rolled up to the chest to reveal the trimmed eight packs. The bronze skin with the wild nature of the rainforest is sweating, and a **** and **** arc flows along the clear chest.

Xia Yao went straight in, "How much has something broken? I will pay."

Yuan Zhongxiang did not hear the same, the rough fingers pulled out the screws caught in the corners of the mouth, one by one screwed in. No need to use any equipment, you can tighten the screws with your hands, leaving no traces. Xia Yao found Yuan Lian's face restored to the cold and chilly when he first met, and his eyes were infiltrated when he was focused. Although not directly opposite Xia Yao, Xia Yao still feels a cold chill from the spine up into the brain.

"Hey, ask you, how much is it?"

Yuan Zong nailed the last nail into it, and the big hand held a bracket and said casually: "Come and take the handle."

Xia Yao did not respond to the time.

Yuan Lian just turned his eyes toward him, and his tone began to warm up: "Isn't you letting you take the handle? You don't have any eyesight."

Xia Yao then strode over and lifted the other side of the instrument. Two people walked together toward the wall. After being placed, Yuan Zong asked Xia Yao to repair another instrument. He was here to disassemble and assemble, Xia Yao was there to help, help or hand over. I have been busy for more than two hours, and the rest of the equipment has finally been repaired, and the room has been placed. Xia Yao had a sweat, and the clothes were wet.

Yuan Lian's rough thumb stroked Xia Yao's eyes and helped him wipe the sweat beads on it.

"There is not much work, and there is not much sweat."

Xia Yao opened the hand of Yuan Li and said, "A rust of the rust."

Yuan Li did not speak, lit a cigarette in the corner of his mouth, and fixedly looked at Xia Yao.