"Also, if you defeat me, I will donate 1 million yuan to your school!" said the old rascal to the principal.

Grandma's, in order to change Wang Zixuan's fate, Lao Tzu let it go.

Teacher Pan was so angry at this time that he laughed angrily: "1 million?

"Believe it or not, if I lose and don't give you 1 million, you will send me directly to the police station!" the old rascal said with another cigarette and was ashamed.

The principal was moved, 1 million, a lot, and thought, this young man is so crazy, it is estimated that if he is not rich, it is expensive, can ordinary children dare to do this? So he said: "Okay, I agree, you come tomorrow, bring 500,000 yuan first!"

"Hehe, okay, let's not affect the students, you arrange the venue, the whole school English teachers must participate, you elect 3 to 5 out, we will fight. But let's say it first, tomorrow it's not you who will test me, but the battle, and I can also test you, only English knowledge, and nothing to do with other mathematics, physics and chemistry. But if you want to compare French, German, Spanish, Arabic, etc., I'll be with you to the end!" said the old rascal with a very arrogant puff of smoke.

The onlookers were already outraged.

"Hey, what class are you all doing, what are you doing here, hurry back to the classroom!" I heard a teacher outside the crowd shouting.

The old rascal smiled and said to the principal: "You have to do a good job of doing the work of those students outside, otherwise it will leak out, and you will lose again, I think there is still any prestige in the eyes of the students!"

When the principal heard this, he hurriedly whispered a few words to a teacher next to him, who nodded, and hurriedly walked out to do the "work" of those students.

At this time, the principal said: "Okay, since everything has come to this point, and I won't affect the students, I will promise you! Come tomorrow morning at 9 o'clock, in the big conference room of the school, our school leaders and all the English teachers of the school will accompany you! But don't forget to bring over 500,000 yuan in cash first." ”

The old rascal smiled: "Yes, this is a matter for us adults and adults, and I don't want to affect those students! I may not be able to bring cash, I will bring you a cashier's check issued by the bank!"

After saying that, he walked straight forward, and the crowd automatically split a way and watched him leave.

"Headmaster, did you really say yes?" one teacher asked.

"Why don't you agree? You go and convey my decision just now, tomorrow at 8 o'clock, all the English teachers will gather in the conference room of the university, and several main leaders must also arrive. If you have a class, you will adjust the class tomorrow. Hehe, since he said that it was an adult thing, if we don't agree, what face is there to talk about!" After finishing speaking, he didn't say much, and left, leaving only a group of teachers to start making noise.

The old hooligan left No. 1 Middle School, looked at the time, and found that it was not yet the time for the bank to get off work, so he directly found a bank, and spent more than 20 minutes to open a cashier's check of 1 million cash. It was the first time he had seen such a thing, and he had only heard of it before.

After it was done, the old rascal found that he was hungry again, maybe it was because he had consumed too much energy in the afternoon, so he found a small restaurant and ordered two authentic Northeast dishes to comfort his stomach.

Although the news about the old hooligan challenging all the English teachers in No. 1 Middle School was blocked, Wang Zixuan still received a call from a colleague when she returned home after work on the first day, and when she put down the phone, she muttered, "What are you going to do?"

His father was looking at his daughter in a daze, and said, "Xuanzi, what's wrong?"

Wang Zixuan said: "Li Yifan went to our school to make trouble!"

"Trouble?" said the royal father suspiciously: "I still saw him in the small restaurant in the afternoon, helped me pay the bill, and ran to your school to make trouble in a few hours?"

"Well, he's going to challenge the level of all the English teachers in our school, I'm so angry!" Wang Zixuan said through gritted teeth.

The royal father smiled: "Then your colleagues will definitely not be able to compare to him!"

"But that's not all, he dragged me in, yesterday he ran to the school to ask Mr. Pan for the address of our house, and today he actually said that he beat me in English, I am not convinced that there are more people in the school who are better than me, and then he wants to challenge those colleagues because of my words!" Wang Zixuan sat on the sofa angrily, opened a banana again, and took a bite hard.

The royal father's face became solemn: "Why did he do this? Moreover, he did deceive us a lot yesterday!"

Wang Zixuan puffed out his mouth and said vaguely: "I'm already sure that he is here to chase me, otherwise it wouldn't be so boring!" After speaking, he made a weak look: "If you want to chase, come and chase! Let me test you, what are you doing these boring things!"

When the royal father saw his daughter's appearance, he smiled and said, "What, do you want him to chase you?"

"He doesn't look annoying! But if he continues to mess around like this, it will become more and more annoying!" Wang Zixuan tilted his head, put the banana in his mouth, and ate it in a few bites, and then his mouth was full, and he kept chewing and swallowing.

The royal father said lovingly, "Slow down. Hehe, it seems that my baby wants to talk about a boyfriend!"

After Wang Zixuan swallowed the banana in his mouth hard, he said to the royal father: "Dad, I have reached the age of having a boyfriend, what's so strange?"

"Yes, yes, I'll find a good son-in-law for my father in the future!" the royal father smiled, remembering what his daughter looked like when she was a child, and his eyes showed a fatherly brilliance.

The door was opened, and a half-year-old boy about 13 years old came in, and as soon as he entered the door, he put his schoolbag on the table next to the door, and said, "Dad, sister!"

"Xiaowei is back?" said the royal father with a smile.

Although this stepson is not related by blood, he came with his mother when he was 6 years old, and he has cultivated some family affection since he was a child.

"Yes, sister, when I was in physical education class today, I saw a fierce man who pulled the horizontal bar for an hour!" Wang Xiaowei said with his father's surname.

"That's pretty powerful!" Wang Zixuan casually admired.

The royal father was puzzled: "Is there such a powerful person?"

Wang Xiaowei said: "He pulled up hundreds of times, just hung on it and closed his eyes to breathe, and after a few minutes, he started to pull again!

Wang Zixuan looked at his younger brother's somewhat chubby body and said with a smile: "You have to exercise, otherwise you won't be able to pull five of them!"

Wang Xiaowei made a lazy appearance, sat on the sofa, and began to look for snacks on the coffee table, eating non-stop.

The royal father looked at his stepson, and said to Wang Zixuan: "You don't want to go to school tomorrow to avoid embarrassment!"

Wang Zixuan nodded and said, "But I heard from my colleague just now that if he loses, he will donate 1 million yuan to the school!"

"It seems that I'm really interested in you!Xuanzi, I don't agree with this young man, although he is quite good at things, but this character, it is estimated that it will attract girls to revolve around him, Dad doesn't want you to be like this, not to mention that he said he had a girlfriend yesterday. Isn't it nonsense to chase you again?" said the royal father.

Wang Zixuan showed a hint of shyness and said, "Dad, there is nothing to be determined yet, why do you say this! Besides, if I really like a certain man, and he is not married, I have the confidence to snatch him over!"

"Hehe, my daughter is still going to rob men, that's too faceless, she should attract men around!"

"Dad, I won't tell you!" Wang Zixuan snatched the bag of figs from Wang Xiaowei's hand, grabbed a few, and began to eat, and said: "Xiaowei, tell me what that fierce man looks like today?

"Handsome! taller, taller than me, harder muscles than me, well, he is not afraid of the cold, and he doesn't even wear wool! The classmates in our class want to worship him as a teacher!" Wang Xiaowei is still a child, and his speech is full of childishness.

"It can't be him, right? Didn't he just wear that to our house yesterday? He just went to make trouble this afternoon!" Wang Zixuan said.

"Is it possible, what kind of clothes are you wearing?" the royal father asked Wang Xiaowei.

After Wang Xiaowei said his clothes, Wang Zixuan said: "Isn't it him, it's very stinky!"

"Sister, are you talking about the brother who came to our house yesterday? Great, I want to worship him as a teacher!" Wang Xiaowei said happily.

The royal father touched his head and said, "Xiaowei, you go to do your homework first, and there will be a while to eat!"

After sending his son away, the royal father said again: "This young man, the future is immeasurable! Xuanzi, Dad agrees with him to be your boss, but emotionally, you must be cautious and don't bury bitter fruits in the future!"

"Dad, don't say it, I haven't written anything yet, I'll go back to the room, lie down for a while, and call me for dinner!" After speaking, he stood up and went to his boudoir.

After a night's rest, after breakfast, the old rascal walked refreshed to No. 1 Middle School.

He calculated the time correctly, and he couldn't arrive early, let them despise it, and he didn't arrive late, wasting time.

When it was almost 9 o'clock, as soon as he came to the teaching building, the male English teacher in his 30s yesterday came up and said coldly: "Come with me!"

The old rascal hurriedly smiled and handed him a cigarette, but the latter snorted, did not answer, and led the way in front.

The old rascal laughed and thought, look, you guys are losing to me in terms of momentum, we're only 19 years old in appearance, and you're a round older than me.

Came to the conference room, pushed open the door, the old rascal smoked a cigarette with one hand, put the other behind him with the other, and then exaggeratedly stretched out the hand behind him, raised, shaken, and shouted with a smile, so that the whole audience could hear the voice: "Hello teachers!"

Suddenly, there was a roar of discussion in the conference room.

"Why is this guy so young, and he looks smaller than the older boys in our class!" a young female teacher whispered.

"This young man has a bright future!" said an elderly teacher softly.

"There's no one in my eyes, I don't respect the teacher!" a middle-aged woman muttered.

Several leaders in the front seat also stood up, but they did not say anything like "everyone be quiet, let everyone welcome so-and-so" like greeting the leader.

The old rascal went straight up and handed the promissory note out of his pocket;

The principal took it, carefully identified it, and finally looked at the number again, and gave it back to him, and then his face turned serious: "Since it's all like this, let's start in a while!"

There were about 20 English teachers in the middle and high school in the conference room, and they all fell silent.

The school's director of academic affairs stood up;

"Alright then, let's start now, but let's be clear, this time the results are not allowed to be passed on!Whether we win or lose, what do you think?" he looked at the old rascal.

"Of course!" said the old rascal.

"Then let's start, let's talk to each other about words first, it's all about memorization, since you want to challenge all our English teachers, then we'll send five representatives to compare, compare with you, first of all, we write 50 words for each other, whoever stumps each other, that is, whoever doesn't know more words, who loses. The judges are on the rostrum and are not allowed to make gestures to the people below. The Dean of Academic Affairs said.

The old rascal saw that they had come prepared, and there were several English dictionaries next to the three teachers on the judges' table.

"Yes!" the old rascal sat up across the ring table with the five participating teachers.

Unrelated teachers sat on either side of the wall with stools, and school leaders sat at either end of the circular table.

"Start with 50 words in ten minutes and give them to the other person!" said the dean of academic affairs.

The old rascal smiled and picked up the pen next to him and began to write on the paper.