287.Chapter 287: How Many Girlfriends Do You Have?

"What, don't want to?" asked Zhen Xiaodan with a wrinkled nose.

Zhu Xiaoming was the first to shake his head and said, "No, how can that guy come to be our coach, I don't want to." ā€

Ma Chao also said: "I don't want to either." ā€

"Gorilla, what about you?" Zhen Xiaodan asked, looking at Xiong Zhi.

Xiong Zhi frowned, thinking that he was very unhappy when he was reprimanded by Fang Shaoyang in class, he raised his head and said, "I don't want to." ā€

Zhen Xiaodan looked at the other members of the basketball team again and asked, "You don't want to either?"

A few people, you look at me, I look at you, a few shake their heads, and a few don't express an opinion.

"Look, everyone doesn't want to, right? That guy, what's the right to be our coach? Not even qualified to be our teacher, and we're still thinking about getting him away. Zhu Xiaoming said very unpretentiously.

Zhen Xiaodan sneered, looked at a few people very mockingly, and said, "But they just won Han Lingyu." ā€

This......

Several people were choked by the blows, and Ma Chao retorted: "That's just a shot, playing basketball is not standing and letting the opponent shoot, what's the use of shooting well?"

"Well, that's right!" everyone nodded their heads, expressing their support for Ma Chao's point of view.

Zhen Xiaodan didn't cut it and said: "But Teacher Fang can stand under the basket opposite and shoot, if you can do it, then you don't have to run on the court." ā€

This time, Zhu Xiaoming retorted: "Maybe they spread it nonsense, saying that they can shoot so far? Besides, even if he can really hit, what does it have to do with us, this thing can't be practiced in a day or two, right?"

Everyone nodded their heads in support again.

This can make Zhen Xiaodan angry enough, how can these guys be wooden heads, they want to save face!

"Okay, then I don't care about you, see where you cry when you lose!"

Stamped his feet, Zhen Xiaodan walked away angrily.

As soon as Zhen Xiaodan left, several boys also frowned, although they didn't want Fang Shaoyang to be the coach, they really should think of a way, think of a way to win Han Lingyu!

The last class in the afternoon was quickly over, Fang Shaoyang was waiting at the door of the class early, and immediately laughed when he saw Zhu Xiaoming come out.

"Zhu Xiaoming, let's go. ā€

Zhu Xiaoming suddenly frowned and asked, "What are you doing?"

"I'm going to visit my home. Fang Shaoyang said naturally.

"You ......" Zhu Xiaoming really wanted to pounce on Fang Shaoyang and bite Fang Shaoyang, college students did a home visit, it was really the first time I heard of it, this is also too strange.

"Can you not go?" said Zhu Xiaoming with his head drooping.

"That's not going to work. Fang Shaoyang shook his finger and said impatiently: "Hurry up, or I'll call the fat man." ā€

"Don't, let's go. ā€

Zhu Xiaoming was startled and hurriedly said.

Ma Chao and the others snickered on the side, all of them had gloating expressions, which made Zhu Xiaoming angry.

The two walked out of the school all the way, and Fang Shaoyang asked, "Where is your home?"

"Far away. Zhu Xiaoming then said perfunctorily.

"Then how do we go?" Fang Shaoyang asked again.

"Of course I walked. Zhu Xiaoming said with an idea.

"Okay, let's go. "Fang Shaoyang didn't care.

Zhu Xiaoming glanced at the Mercedes-Benz S600 sedan parked not far away, and the driver who was respectfully standing by the door waiting, and then walked in the opposite direction casually.

Fang Shaoyang followed Zhu Xiaoming's side, and the two walked all the way along the sidewalk, Fang Shaoyang felt that the atmosphere was a little cold, as a teacher, he had the obligation to learn more about the students, so he planned to ask something.

"Zhu Xiaoming, why did you study Chinese medicine?"

"If you want to learn, you can learn to be learned. Zhu Xiaoming replied nonchalantly.

"Oh. ā€

Fang Shaoyang nodded, and asked again, "Do you have a girlfriend?"

Zhu Xiaoming looked at Fang Shaoyang and asked very unpleasantly: "This is my personal **." ā€

"Okay. ā€

After a while, Fang Shaoyang asked again, "How many girlfriends do you have?"

……

"What exactly do you want to ask?" Zhu Xiaoming asked impatiently.

"I'm just asking. ā€

Fang Shaoyang didn't care about this.

The two walked for half a point, and Fang Shaoyang asked, "Haven't you arrived yet?"

"No~"

Obviously, Zhu Xiaoming didn't want to say half a word to Fang Shaoyang.

After a while, the two turned into a small alley, which was very secluded, and it could be seen that the living conditions of the people living here were not very good.

Fang Shaoyang was a little strange, although he had no concept of money, he also knew that rich people would definitely live in better places.

Zhu Xiaoming is Zhu Fatzi's nephew, Zhu Fatzi is so rich, how could his nephew live in such a place?

Zhu Xiaoming turned into a residential building, and at the door of the unit, a few colorful gangsters with cigarettes in their mouths and dyed hair squatted or squatted or squatted, and when they saw Zhu Xiaoming, they scolded with a smile: "Cao, you kid hasn't been here for a few days." ā€

"Well, it's been a busy two days. Zhu Xiaoming casually followed Hara.

"Who is this 2b?" asked a yellow-haired man who slanted at Fang Shaoyang.

"He's a teacher at our school. The corners of Zhu Xiaoming's mouth hooked up and said with a sneer.

"I'll rub it, teacher?" A few miscellaneous hairs suddenly laughed, and the red hairs stood up and patted Fang Shaoyang's shoulder, looked at Fang Shaoyang, and mocked: "Hello teacher, hahaha~"

"Good. Fang Shaoyang nodded with a smile and said.

"Okay, you Malegobi!" the red hair suddenly scolded.

"Bang!"

"Ahh

The red hair felt that his eyes were dark, and the whole person flew out, and fell to the ground with a pop, as if it was falling apart.

"I'm cĒŽo, how the do you dare to hit me?" Hongmao looked at Fang Shaoyang with an incredulous face, his nose had all collapsed.

"Get out of here before I change my attention, or I won't mind taking your life. Fang Shaoyang said with a gloomy face.

He was very angry, if he just laughed at himself, Fang Shaoyang wouldn't care very much, at most he would beat them up, but he actually scolded himself, which made Fang Shaoyang very angry.

"Grass, boy, you have a seed, you wait for me. The red-haired man struggled to his feet and ran away with the help of several of his companions.

The corners of Zhu Xiaoming's mouth hooked up a sneer, Fang Shaoyang provoked the red hair, he is so comfortable, wait for a while the red hair will find someone to clean you up.

Zhu Xiaoming was not surprised by Fang Shaoyang's move, because when he was in the Dynasty Bar, he knew that Fang Shaoyang was very powerful. But how about no matter how powerful it is? The red hair will have to find fifty or sixty people later, and he won't be able to beat you by then?

Zhu Xiaoming didn't pay attention to Fang Shaoyang, and walked into the house, here and outside are simply two worlds, the outside is a quiet residential area, but here is a smoky miasma, very noisy.

A game machine and slot machine were slapped at the door, and a large number of thugs with cigarettes were playing happily, and swear words blurted out. There were many tables inside, and there were still many people playing hemp and cards.