Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Year of Lafite in '82
The principal sighed, then his eyes widened suddenly, and he asked in shock, "You mean our school has lost two games in a row?" ”
As he spoke, he stood up from the Taishi chair, walked to Leng Yanxi's side and took a look, and immediately saw the scene of Zhao Haiyan being beaten away by Hong Liang.
The principal's heart suddenly sank to the bottom, and he never thought that his school had already lost two points at the beginning.
What's more, the opponent is not a figure on the Tianjiao list, the opponent is only the weakest player in the normal school.
is such an opponent, and he actually defeated two members of his school one after another.
"Ding, ding, ding." Just when the principal was irritable, the bell of the electric ring suddenly rang.
"Hey." The principal picked up the phone, and he could tell in his tone that he was in a bad mood.
"Old man, I didn't expect your school to be so dish, look at it, the weakest person in our school has won two games in a row." The other end of the phone received the call and began to taunt.
Obviously, the person who spoke was the principal of the normal school.
"Hmph, our school will definitely win, don't be too happy too early." The headmaster snorted coldly.
"Haha, old man, don't laugh at it, do you dare to bet with me? Take your bottle of '82 Lafite. Hearing this obviously provocative remark, the headmaster could not hold back.
said directly: "Okay, I'll bet with you, I don't know what your bet is?" ”
"I also have a bottle of '82 Lafite, or else, the loser will take out Lafite for the two of us to drink."
"Okay." When the principal heard this, he won the battle directly.
After hanging up the phone, a wave of regret instantly permeated the principal's body. The headmaster was eager to slap himself hard at this time.
secretly scolded himself for being confused, why did he fall for that old boy? But now it is useless to regret it, and walk back to his Taishi chair and sit down.
Directly clicked on today's live broadcast of the game, and now, the principal is not in the mood to take care of his official business, leaving what he is doing and staring at the computer screen with full attention.
In the ring, Hong Liang looked at Zhao Haiyan, who was lying on the ground like a dead dog, and sneered disdainfully: "The scum has the consciousness of being a scumbag, don't resist without knowing whether you are alive or dead." ”
At this time, Zhao Haiyan looked extremely miserable, her right eye was forcefully sunken, and a large piece of Wu Qing covered the original position of her right eye.
Eventually, it continued to spew foam and blood. With this kind of injury, it is impossible to get out of bed without more than three months of recuperation.
Seeing Zhao Haiyan who was taken off the stage, Wu Min felt very heavy, only Zhou En and him were left in the team on his side, as for Li Hui, hehe, anyway, that guy would admit defeat directly when he played.
Wu Min didn't think about it at all.
Wu Min said to Zhou En: "I'll play the next game." ”
Zhou En nodded, looking at Wu Min who walked out of the lounge, his heart was also very heavy.
In the audience, on the side of the West District School, the captain Yang Lin saw that Wu Min finally walked out of the lounge, and his eyes couldn't help but light up.
"Wu Min, Wu Min, I didn't expect you to have today, let me appreciate how you were beaten down by the people in the normal school."
When it comes to the normal school, Yang Lin can't help but shudder, today's normal school, the lineup is simply desperate.
On the side of Sixiang School, Han Wu looked at Wu Min who walked on stage silently, and asked Ding Liang beside him, "How many victories do you think Wu Min can achieve?" "Kiss
Lin Gu glanced at the two of them and said, "If it was the previous normal school, with Wu Min's strength, I am afraid it would be able to win two or even three games." ”
"And now, at most."
When Han Wu and Ding Liang heard this, they both nodded silently, not because the strength of the Eastern District School was poor, but because the strength of the Normal School was too strong.
Hopelessly powerful.
In the ring, Wu Min and Hong Liang looked at each other, and Hong Liang said, "Why bother? You should know that you can't win, so why bother with it? ”
"It's been injured in vain, and it's a laughing stock."
When Wu Min heard Hong Liang's words, he couldn't help but be silent for a while, and said slowly: "That's because our team wants to win the championship." ”
When Hong Liang heard this, he seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world, covered his stomach and laughed, and said, "I really laughed to death." ”
"In this world, there are thousands of people who want to win the championship, but there is only one champion, this is the so-called reality, and the reason why dreams are called dreams is because of the ideals that can only be realized in dreams."
"And the reality is extremely cruel, you are like the thousands of people who fantasize about becoming champions, and our normal school is a team capable of winning championships."
The contempt and mockery in his eyes were not disguised in the slightest.
Seeing that the two sides were about to turn from a fighting match to an argumentative match, the referee couldn't help but cough lightly, interrupting the loud philosophical theory.
"Wu Min of the Eastern District School against Hong Liang of the Normal School, start." As the whistle of the game fell, the loud voice rushed towards Wu Min like an arrow off the string.
Wu Min put his right fist in front and his left palm in the back, posing in a vigilant posture of Jeet Kune Do.
Looking at Hong Liang's punch, Wu Min directly used his hook and missed his hand.
On the commentary stage, Zhang Li asked Sister Qian next to her: "Sister Qian, I heard that you have commented on many fighting matches, who do you think will win this game?" ”
In fact, the rhythm of the entire commentary was almost taken away by Sister Qian, which made Zhang Li very uncomfortable. Therefore, Zhang Li took the initiative to ask questions this time.
Sister Qian replied: "Actually, Zhang Li, the result of this game doesn't matter, even if Wu Min wins, don't forget that there is also the Tianjiao list behind the normal school, ranking first, second, third, and fifth." ”
"The four players haven't played yet! Let's ask, what kind of resistance does the Eastern District School take, besides, I also heard that there is also a game in the Eastern District School where Li Hui directly admits defeat. ”
Sister Qian is worthy of being an old fritter who often rolls on the commentary stage, and quickly regained control of the rhythm in her own hands.
Just when Sister Qian and Zhang Li were chatting, in the ring, Wu Min had already beaten Hong Liang to the ground.
After several games of actual combat, Wu Min's combat power has reached the peak of the bronze level, which Hong Liang can compare.
"Sss When everyone saw this scene, they all gasped, they were not shocked by Wu Min's strength, but shocked that Wu Min was only vicious.
Wu Min was completely merciless this time, Hong Liang's nose and face were swollen from the beating, and the blood was flowing, so that even if his mother came, he couldn't recognize this son.
"This Wu Min is really ruthless."
"Most likely to avenge the previous revenge between Zhao Feiyan and Zhao Haiyan."
"Is it worth it? After all, what will they do when they abuse the members of the normal school like this, and wait for the four on their Tianjiao list to play? When the time comes, who will help Wu Min take revenge? ”