Fang Qiu immediately thought of Dongfang Hao, and his heart was very uneasy.

If Dongfang Hao personally trained these people, not to mention ten or eight years, as long as it took two or three years, it was estimated that there would be a group of terrible Huaxia martial arts criminals.

These Fang Qiu who came out now were still able to deal with it, but when a large number of Huaxia martial arts criminals who had been personally trained by Dongfang Hao came out, he didn't have enough confidence to deal with them.

Therefore, it is necessary to kill this Oriental Society before it is fully established, otherwise there will be endless troubles!

"Uncle Li, I understand." Fang Qiu nodded earnestly, "I will definitely cooperate with Sister Bing'er and try my best to wipe out the enemy!" ”

The two chatted for a while, and then Fang Qiu hung up the phone happily.

With Uncle Li behind him unconditionally supporting, asking for people to give people, and equipment to equipment, Fang Qiu's confidence came up all of a sudden.

Putting aside Long Wei's matter for the time being, Fang Qiu made a little preparation and obediently went to class.

Longwei is work, being a teacher is a hobby, and work and interest are not wrong.

As soon as class ended, Zhan Tingwang, the sports committee member of the class, stepped forward and said to Fang Qiu, "Teacher Fang, do you know how to play football?" ”

"Playing football?" Fang Qiu's eyes lit up, he liked to play football the most, "Of course it will." It's not me who blows, if the Chinese national football team had asked me to play, it would have been the World Cup champion a long time ago. ”

Hearing this, Zhan Tingwang was not excited, but breathed a sigh of relief: "Teacher Fang, the eighth class of the third year of high school asked us to play a football game, and I hope you can represent our class in the game." ”

Fang Qiu couldn't help but wonder a little: "Can the teacher also participate in your competition?" ”

'We've played four games against them, losing every one of them and losing badly. Originally, we didn't want to look for abuse, but they wanted to play against other schools, and they pulled us to play friendly matches, which was called a warm-up before the game, looking for a sense of victory. ”

Speaking of this, Zhan Tingwang was very embarrassed, "We didn't agree, they also said that we were allowed to pull a foreign aid at will, and it was okay to ask the teacher for help, and it would be bad if we didn't kick it, so we had to agree." ”

"Looking for me to play football? Hahahaha......" Fang Qiu suddenly laughed out loud, "These boys don't know whether they are alive or dead!" Tremble, mortal! Time, Place! ”

Seeing that Fang Qiu was so confident, Zhan Tingwang's emotions were finally mobilized: "At four o'clock in the afternoon, the school football field!" ”

Fang Qiu rubbed his hands: "Okay, you must participate!" them over, my golden left and right feet are already hungry and thirsty! ”

"Idiot." Seeing the triumphant Fang Qiu, Wang Xiaomin couldn't help but scold, "If he knew how smelly the feet of the boys in the class were, he wouldn't be happy." ”

Deng Yunying snickered: "Yes, Zhan Tingwang didn't tell the how bad Fang was to lose, otherwise he would definitely not dare to participate." ”

Mao Huihui's eyes suddenly lit up: "I do the opening of the bank, do you bet or not?" ”

"Charge." Zhou Wei took out ten yuan, "Bet on our class to lose." ”

"We'll bet too." A few boys and girls came over and took out five or ten pieces of land, "Bet on our class to lose." ”

Looking at the one-sided bet, Mao Huihui was very speechless, in order not to let himself lose money as a banker, Mao Huihui shouted: "Bet on our class to lose the odds is 1:0.95, bet on our class to win the odds is 1:10......"

"I'm betting on our class to win." Chen Fang, Yu Li and Miao Juan, the three girls, jointly pooled together a hundred yuan, "All in bet." ”

"Great!" Mao Huihui happily accepted the money, "Does anyone else bet on our class to win?" Come and place your bets! ”

Zhou Bing, the director of the Political and Educational Office, who saw this scene outside the window, was so angry that he almost smashed the glass, if the students in other classes had gambled, he would have rushed up to arrest someone.

But this is Class 28, and he, the director, has to give face to these students, otherwise he won't be able to stop these students if they make trouble.

Forget it, if you want to bet, let them bet, and it's not a bankrupt bet, a little fun, oh no, a little bet!

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the school's football field was filled with students from the eighth and eighth classes of high school, and many teachers and students who loved football.

The eighth class of high school is the strongest team in the school, and the eighth class of high school is the weakest fish belly team in the school.

However, today's poster of the eighth class of high school is very eye-catching, and a few big words on the poster make people immediately interested: "Teachers and students go into battle, can the salted fish turn over?" ”

I heard that even the head teacher of the second and eighth classes of high school has been pulled into battle, and it is said that this head teacher's ball skills are very good, and he is a bull who can lead the Chinese national football team to win the World Cup, so the students are very eager to see this magical head teacher.

Fang Qiu didn't know that his bragging words had spread throughout the school, and he was very excited to see many teachers and students coming to the football stadium to watch the game one after another: "It's full!" Haha, I'll have to perform well later! ”

"Teacher Fang, which position are you playing?" Zhan Tingwang took a No. 10 jersey to Fang Qiu and asked by the way.

Fang Qiu put on his jersey, jumped twice on the court, and moved his muscles: "What position are you the weakest?" ”

Being asked by Fang Qiu like this, Zhan Tingwang was a little embarrassed: "We are not strong in any position. ”

"Not strong?" Fang Qiu didn't understand what Zhan Tingwang meant for a while, "There are always a few outstanding players, right?" ”

Seeing that Fang Qiudu asked so directly, Zhan Tingwang had no choice but to reveal the truth: "The students in our class have only started playing football since their first year of high school, some have been playing for a year, some have been playing for half a year, and some have only been playing for three months......"

Fang Qiu felt that he was pitted by Zhan Tingwang, and almost choked on his breath: "What kind of combat effectiveness can the team composed of players who have only played football for a year at the longest have it?" How many of the four games you lost last year? ”

Fang Qiu finally asked the most critical place, although Zhan Tingwang was a boy and his skin was also thick-skinned, he was still embarrassed to blush at this time: "The one that lost the least, twenty to zero." ”

"Twenty! Than zero! Or the one with the fewest losses? Fang Qiu's mouth opened wide in surprise, it was so big that an apple could be stuffed into it, "You guys are cheating on me!" ”

Zhan Tingwang was very helpless: "Teacher Fang, we came to you only when we were so weak, and you can even lead the Chinese national football team to win the World Cup, no matter how angry we are, we are no better than those stinky feet and have no fighting spirit, right?" ”

"Okay." Fang Qiu finally recognized the facts and faced the reality, "I play the back, and I will guard the back line alone, and the rest of you will all press forward, and one will be counted as one." ”

Hearing Fang Qiu's plan, the students who gathered around were all stunned: "Teacher Fang, do you want to play the guard by yourself?" You and the goalkeeper are the two in the back? All right? ”

"No problem. If you let the opponent score a goal, I'll learn to bark! Fang Qiu nodded very affirmatively, "The nine of you bombarded each other at me, if you can't score the opponent's ball in this way, you won't come out and be embarrassed in the future!" ”

After saying that, Fang Qiu clenched his fists and shouted: "Class 28 of high school, you will win!" ”

This novel comes from Kanshu.com