Vol 2 Chapter 219: This contempt

From the players' bench to the stand, the whole process of Han Quanzhu was very fast.
Coupled with this kid's reputation is indeed not small, I heard that he has made a name in several schools in Beidu before, it seems that no one has ever won him.
For a moment, the stadium was quiet again.
But soon, the fat man stood up.
"The North Capital will win! The Chinese victory!"
When he shouted, many people shouted with their fists, and for a moment the sound was like thunder again.
The small book was also very nervous, but didn't shout along.
She doesn't know the strength of the whole Han plant, but she wants to have such a big reputation, it should be very unusual!
The quietest person in the audience was probably Su Qiubai.
Leaning on a chair, he loved the atmosphere of young people.
In the society for so many years, and I have seen all kinds of indifference and irrelevance, now I find that patriotism as a student is the purest.
It is not terrible to lose the game, there is a chance to win it back in the future.
But if no one cares about winning or losing, that is the real sad thing.
On the stage, listening to the voice in his ear, Ze Yu gave birth to a strong sense of confidence and mission.
Looking at Han Quanzhu, he said, "You are losing!"
Then Han Quan shook his head with contempt.
After the previous competition, plus the Chinese martial arts he saw in several other schools, Han Quanzhu already felt that he was simply unmatchable!
There was no intention to talk to Zeyu, and Han Quanzhu rushed directly to it.
At the same time, Zeyu also moved.
After all, it is the first person of the Wushu Association to be present today, so Zeyu's momentum is also very full!
Suddenly, he went out with a punch.
The audience also cheered.
But the next second, the sound stopped abruptly.
Because many people did n’t even see how this whole Han plant was shot, Zeyu had already fallen to the ground.
The Korean delegation cheered again and was more excited than before.
"I said a long time ago that Han Quansha is absolutely genuine! He is a real master!"
"It's really good to admire Brother Brothers. He is the pride of our country!"
"The Chinese students are too good, and they are not qualified to be his opponents ..."
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All sorts of ridicule, lame, is intentionally trying to make others understand what they are talking about.
The Wushu Association in the audience has no sound at all, everyone is clinging with their fists and can't speak.
Many people did not expect that Ze Yu would lose this game, and he would lose so simply.
Looking at the arrogant Han Quanzhang on the stage, the fat man and the pony-tailed girl were both innocent, but someone immediately helped Ze Yu off the stage.
"Teacher, I'm sorry ... I'm sorry everyone, let everyone down!"
It can be seen that Zeyu felt very guilty and had just started apologizing as soon as he returned to the stage.
It may have been hurt just now, so the complexion was a bit pale, and the cold sweat coming out of the forehead is probably painful.
"It's okay Brother Zeyu, you're already great!"
"Yeah, you are great! I will definitely win this guy next time!"
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Everyone's attitude was quite good, and they spoke to comfort Zeyu.
Even the small book encouraged him.
"All of us will do our best, and the strength of others is indeed very strong. We will continue to work hard in the future, and one day we will defeat them."
After listening to the small book, Su Qiubai glanced at the woman again.
From her previous response during the game, she was actually very strong in her mind, but now she can lose the game and can admit that the opponent is stronger than herself, indicating that her heart is indeed strong enough!
The other students did not pick up the small books, but they were obviously not convinced when they looked at their faces, and they were even uncomfortable.
"If Ouyang is here, I will definitely teach these assholes!"
"Yes, they dare to come to our school while Teacher Ouyang is away!"
"These people are so shameless, there is a kind of comparison when Teacher Ouyang comes back!"
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Seeing that these people are impulsive because of Mr. Ouyang, the old driver insists that he is a respected teacher at the moment, and the course taught in the future is also such a noble course of ethics.
So I couldn't help talking.
"The teacher was right. It's just a game. Don't be discouraged. Continue to study hard and win them. It is a must!"
After speaking, he also showed a smile that he thought was quite kind.
Then ... no one ignored him.
The little fat man even snorted visibly, and everyone else glanced at him ugly and turned his eyes elsewhere.
The old driver was speechless for a while.
Yeah, the little book said nothing like that, and said it to himself ... Then what do you mean by one!
Perhaps more embarrassing than Su Qiubai, it's a small book.
It seems that since Su Qiubai came to the stadium, she has been trying to resolve this unfriendly atmosphere and scene.
It was about to speak, but Su Qiubai's phone rang.
The old driver bowed his head and saw that Su Xiaoxiao called over. After telling Xiaoshu, he walked towards the exit over there.
As soon as he left, these students of the Wushu Association seemed to explode.
"What do he think he is! Do you know martial arts?"
"That is, at first glance, that kind of guy with a soft bone, why does the school invite such people to be teachers!"
"Absolutely cartilage, even if I lost the game and said it was an understatement, I was disgusted when I saw it!"
"Me too. He is so far apart from Teacher Ouyang!"
"Yes, if Mr. Ouyang is here, he must go up and beat the whole Han plant down!"
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It can be seen that a group of students have been suffocating at Su Qiubai, so now they have no mercy in opening their mouths. If the teacher is not still a small book, it is estimated that they will swear.
Then, Xiaoshu's face became extremely cold.
"Did you finish talking? This is the style of Beidu students? Is there something wrong with Mr. Su? You are so narrow-minded, what can you do in the future!"
These words, the little book is almost all rebuke!
"but……"
"How can there be anything! You can't add up to Mr. Su's demeanor! It's just a game. If you lose, you will lose. In the end, if you win, you will be wrong!"
I can see that the little book is really angry.
Although a group of students in front of them still felt that they looked down on Su Qiubai, they did not dare to say more about the small book.
In their opinion, Su Qiubai is really a seducer. Compared with Ouyang Xing, the president of Wushu Association, it is really useless!
Seeing South Koreans so arrogant, they didn't even dare to say a word, but it was a smile that didn't even care about it. No wonder they were so angry.
On the other side, Su Qiubai didn't know that he had been accused by others because he had just left.
After answering Su Xiaoxiao's phone call, she learned that she and Xue Jiner had already reported it, and the rest of the other questions about the freshman will not be carried out until tomorrow.
"Brother, where are you? Let's come to you?"
Hearing Su Xiaoxiao's words, Su Qiubai wasn't sure when the game in the gym would end, so he hesitated and simply asked Su Xiaoxiao to come to the gym to find him, so he wouldn't get out of hand.
"Is the stadium? We don't seem to be too far away, we'll be here soon."
After Su Xiao's novel, he hung up the phone.
The old driver also turned back into the stadium.
When he saw him back, a group of students didn't mean to turn around, only the small book said hello.
I noticed that the atmosphere was not right, but Su Qiubai was confused.
The small book didn't mean to explain it, while Han Quanzhu on the stage took a microphone to the stage at the moment, and spread the whole stadium with that extremely arrogant voice.
"I know Ouyang Xing is not here. Today's game is a warm-up. When he returns in half a month, we will come again! At that time ... let you lose your conviction!"
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