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A solemn, even murderous atmosphere!

"What's going on?" Chen Feng was dumbfounded and asked Wang Hao beside him, "It's only been one night, how do you feel that the whole school has become different?"

"Of course it's different. Wang Hao didn't say much, just said, "You come with me." ”

Chen Feng knew that Wang Hao was a jack of all trades, he knew everything, what was going on in the school, which class had beautiful female classmates, how old he was, and what he liked, he knew everything.

Therefore, Chen Feng didn't ask much, and followed Wang Hao, he knew that Wang Hao would inevitably give him an answer.

Riding a bicycle, the two of them passed under the row of perennial green camphor trees on the edge of the school playground, and they could smell the strong smell of camphor.

This camphor tree is a major feature of the first middle school, and it is also a holy place in the first middle school.

The reason why it is said that this is a holy place is because every dusk or at night, there will always be many young couples walking under this camphor tree, it seems to smell the strong smell of camphor, feel the quiet atmosphere around it, there will be a different kind of romance.

If it is summer, there will be more people, and at noon and afternoon, there will be many female students reading under the camphor tree with books, which is also a beautiful scenery.

At this time, it was morning, but there was no "scenery" under the camphor tree, Wang Hao took Chen Feng all the way, passed the camphor tree, came to the school's board newspaper, pointed to the board report: "Look." ”

"Huh?" Chen Feng couldn't help but be surprised.

I saw a striking place on the board newspaper, with a few big characters written in a red watercolor pen - kill the ninth middle school, I will win the first middle school!

And under these big characters, there are also some words of encouragement written in a smaller font, explaining the great significance of this game to No. 1 Middle School. Finally, the time and location of the competition were also given, hoping that students could support the school team and cheer for the school team.

Looking at this poster, Chen Feng was a little stunned, but also a little moved, and asked, "Who got this?"

"Guess. Wang Hao smiled mysteriously.

"Don't sell off, say it quickly. Chen Feng's eyes widened, Wang Hao only had to surrender, and said with a smile: "It was Xu Meng, I heard." ”

What I heard, it must have been Xu Meng.

Chen Feng only remembered at this time, he had seen that handwriting, in the past, Xu Meng would sometimes help Lu Fuyang sometimes, sort out some things, record the training status of some players, or name them or something. Chen Feng had seen the words she wrote, but he didn't remember them for a while.

"I didn't expect Xu Meng to be so hearted. Chen Feng said secretly in his heart, staring at the board newspaper, his eyes fell on one of the sentences, which was: "The blade has to fight, and if you can't win, you will die, and only one of us and the Ninth Middle School can win, and the king will be defeated, which has always been the case." We have no choice, and we have no possibility of retreating, so we can only move forward and defeat Jiuzhong!"

Looking at the board newspaper, Chen Feng finally understood why he felt that the school atmosphere was wrong, it turned out that everyone saw this board newspaper, and the atmosphere of the decisive battle infected everyone.

"There is a good sentence 'the blade has to fight, and if you can't win, you will die'. Very well written, very imposing. Suddenly, a voice rang out.

Chen Feng and Wang Hao turned their heads to look at them, and couldn't help but be taken aback, and shouted, "Teacher Zhou." ”

Here came a teacher from No. 1 Middle School, named Zhou Quan, in his forties, with a pair of glasses. He is not Chen Feng's subject teacher, but he is the school's teaching director, and he usually speaks on stage when there are any activities in the school or when the national flag is raised every week, so Chen Feng and Wang Hao know him.

It's just that the two didn't expect that Mr. Zhou would also pay attention to this board newspaper, pay attention to basketball, and praise it loudly.

"Why, I can't like basketball if I'm the dean of teaching?" Facing Chen Feng and Wang Hao's surprised eyes, Zhou Quan smiled, took out the pen he carried with him from his arms, walked to the board, and signed his name in the blank space below the board.

Chen Feng's heart shook slightly, looked at Zhou Quan and said, "Thank you, Teacher Zhou." ”

"What are you thanking me for?" Zhou Quan waved his hand and said, "I am supporting your school team, but I am also supporting our entire No. 1 Middle School, your match with No. 9 Middle School represents our No. 1 Middle School, and I, as the director of No. 1 Middle School, should naturally support you." I'll talk to the other teachers later and ask them to sign their names as well. ”

"We won't necessarily be there for tonight's game, but to sign a name is also a support for you. ”

After speaking, Zhou Quan smiled and turned to leave.

Looking at the signature of Zhou Quan on the board newspaper, Wang Hao's eyes rolled, and he quickly took out a pen from his schoolbag and threw himself on the board newspaper.

"What are you doing?" asked Chen Feng with a smile.

"I also signed it, I am also a middle school student, and I am also your fan, I have to support you with practical actions. Wang Hao said without replying.

Chen Feng smiled, he didn't stop Wang Hao, but he didn't go up to sign it, he was a member of the school team, but there was no need for that.

Seeing Wang Hao go up to sign his name, some students who came behind also stepped forward one after another, took out a pen and signed their names on the board newspaper.

Soon, the news spread throughout the school, and more and more people signed the board......

12 classes in the first year of high school.

Xu Meng sat in her seat and previewed the content of the next class, her spirit was a little bad, she only finished the board with a flashlight after school last night, and she was busy for an hour, and she didn't sleep well all night last night. She felt that she was probably more nervous than the guys on the school team.

"Xu Meng. ”

Suddenly, a girl ran in in a hurry, threw herself on Xu Meng's table, and shouted excitedly: "Xu Meng, you are on fire, you are on fire!"

"What's wrong with me?" Xu Meng was inexplicable.

"Well, I'll tell you. The girl took a breath and said excitedly, "Didn't you get a poster?" Cheer for your school team, as soon as the students came this morning, they saw it, and many people signed on it in support of the school team. ”

"Well, I know. Xu Meng frowned, "So what's the matter?"

The girl said: "Do you know? Later, the student union found out, you know those guys, they usually show off their martial arts very much, and they are naturally not happy to see you in the limelight." I heard that the student council gathered a group of people just now, and they are going to take down your poster. ”

Hearing this, anger rose in Xu Meng's eyes, but he heard the girl say: "Guess what later? Just as they were about to remove the poster, a student suddenly saw the name of the teaching director, Mr. Zhou Quanzhou, and followed by a string of names, all of which were teachers from our school. ”

Xu Meng was dumbfounded and stunned.

The girl said to herself: "Didn't you see the appearance of the students union, and their faces turned green with shock." ”

ps: There is a small mistake in Chapter 41, the trump card in the ninth middle school should be "Yu Qian" instead of "Xu Qian", and Shimmer made a typo. It's been changed.,But the bookworm client.,Or the gg client may not be able to change it.,I'm sorry here!Again,It's "Yu Qian".,This is related to the heroine.,It's still very important.。