Soon the game began.

When Mr. Zeng saw that the other party was really a child about ten years old, he couldn't help laughing and went on the field arrogantly.

Let my great-brother fire this gorgeous first shot!

Seeing that Teacher Zeng and the child were standing in their positions, a glimmer of light flashed in the referee's eyes, and with a hint of inexplicable smile, he shouted seriously.

"Stand upright!"

"Salute!"

Teacher Zeng and the child both stood up meticulously and bowed 90°.

"Ready, go!"

Under the referee's order, Mr. Zeng slowly lifted his body and just pulled open the shelf.

I found that the child on the other side had become the fat man who ran over to protest just now.

"Hey? How are you? ”

The fat man looked at Teacher Zeng with disdain.

"Just let me know that you are born in the 90s, and so am I!"

Teacher Zeng didn't know it, but Yang San and the others on the scene could see it clearly.

When the fat man saluted Teacher Zeng, he quietly and quickly came to the stage to replace the child, during which the referee just looked at it calmly.

"San'er, is this still a replacement?"

When Zhang Wei saw the fat man, he remembered the unbearable memories of the year, and couldn't help but look at Teacher Zeng sympathetically.

Yang San looked at it with relish and said casually.

"It's not a real official game, the referee doesn't say it, the coaches don't say it, who cares."

"That Sister Fei..."

Yoyo just wanted to ask Yifei why he didn't give his opinion? As a result, I happened to see the relieved smile on Yifei's face, and he was speechless.

"When I didn't say it."

"San'er, will there be anything wrong with Mr. Zeng, I remember that fat man is from Xiao Hei's side, even Yifei is probably not an opponent."

Yu Mo originally just thought that this fat man was a little familiar and didn't pay much attention to it, but when he noticed Zhang Wei who was shuddering on the side, he immediately remembered it.

"What? This fat man is more powerful than Yifei, so wouldn't Teacher Zeng die ugly? Yoyo exclaimed in surprise.

"You also look down on Teacher Zeng too much, right?"

Yang San looked at Youyou and Zhang Wei with disdain.

"Even if the fat man can't beat Yifei, do you think that Teacher Zeng can die a very decent death, with Teacher Zeng's physique, any normal adult woman can knock him down."

Yoyo and Zhang Wei couldn't help but nodded, what you said is so reasonable, I can't refute it.

"In fact, the fat man may not be able to beat Yifei, Yifei is in a special situation, and she is a combat-oriented player, once the anger value explodes, I don't think anyone on the earth can stop her."

To Gan Yang San's words, Yumo and the others nodded again and again, Yifei belongs to the kind of domineering that comes with it, and when it is strong, it is strong.

At this time, Teacher Zeng on the field looked at the fat man in shock and shouted speechlessly.

"Are you a post-90s generation?"

The fat man clasped his hands and smiled happily.

"I'm ninety-four years old, and I'm developing early."

This fat man doesn't bring a draft when he speaks, and directly uses Mr. Zeng's words to squeeze Mr. Zeng.

Teacher Zeng smiled disdainfully and turned to the referee and shouted.

"I'm going to change."

"No substitutions are allowed during the game, and the game continues."

The referee was expressionless and said seriously.

The fat man smiled heartily: "Our team has never lost, let's take it, hum ~ ha." ”

Seeing the fat man put on a posture, Mr. Zeng swallowed his saliva and subconsciously looked at Yifei.

At this time, Yifei was also looking at him with "affection", and for a while, time seemed to freeze at this moment.

"San'er, what are Teacher Zeng and Yifei doing? Dry stare? ”

As if he was afraid of ruining the atmosphere, Yu Mo whispered in Yang San's ear.

Yang San smiled faintly, "What else can I do, Teacher Zeng must be asking Yifei for help, but Teacher Zeng doesn't know that the first thing he provoked was Yifei?" ”

Soon, Yifei sang "Edelweiss" to Mr. Zeng, which was still in English, God knows if Mr. Zeng would understand.

I have to say that Yifei's singing skills are good, although he is still a little worse than himself, but he is also much stronger than Maiba.

Mr. Zeng was even more fascinated by the listening, with high morale, smiling confidently, calmly looking back, and calmly facing whatever might happen next.

"Ah~~~"

Teacher Zeng changed his cowardly appearance before, and after shouting angrily, he took the lead in attacking the fat man.

And then......

Teacher Zeng is gone.

After being grabbed by the fat man at random, the fat man smiled "friendly" in Mr. Zeng's stunned eyes.

A "gentle" over-the-shoulder fall threw Mr. Zeng to the ground, and then it was a duet between the fat man and Mr. Zeng.

The fat man is in charge of "Bang Bang Bang!" ”

Teacher Zeng is in charge of "Ahhh ”

That picture, really...

Don't mention the old fun!

An hour later, the fat man rubbed his somewhat sore waist refreshedly and stepped off the stage satisfied.

"Boy, the technique is good, I haven't been so cool for a long time!"

When passing by Yang San's side, the fat man smiled happily at Zhang Wei.

"Yo, this isn't a little lawyer, the pants are good."

Zhang Wei suddenly stiffened, and his hands tightened his pants.

"Third master, I'll go first, come and have two drinks with me when you have time."

The fat man said hello to Yang San again and left with his students.

As for the competition? Who do you love, he has changed people temporarily, and the organizing committee has already given him a lot of face, and he knows that he will lose the game and play a yarn.

At this time, the referee stepped forward and kicked Mr. Zeng expressionlessly.

"Can you still get up, this player?"

Teacher Zeng, who was tragically ravaged, trembled and stretched out a hand to grab the referee's trouser legs.

"I... I'm going to... I want to vote for ......"

The referee pulled back his trousers without a trace and said calmly.

"Because the opposing player leaves the field without permission during the game, it is considered to automatically admit defeat, so you win."

Teacher Zeng's trembling hands stiffened, and he shouted incredulously.

"I... You... You just said I won? ”

"That's good, so please get out of the way, we're going to have the next game."

The referee waved his hand impatiently to Mr. Zeng, signaling him to hurry up and not occupy the ground.

Teacher Zeng in the fog didn't know how he got off the stage, in short, he was already happy when he returned to Yifei, and happily patted Yifei's shoulder.

"Yifei, Feifei, Xiao Feifei, Feifei Feifei, I won, do you see, I won."

Yifei looked at the excited Teacher Zeng, smiled gently, and glanced at the hand on his shoulder lightly.

"Xiaoxian."

"Huh?"

Teacher Zeng looked at Yifei with a look of praise on his face.

"Bullet... One... Flash! ”

"Ahh

Teacher Zeng flew out in an instant, and at the same time, his left hand "clicked" with a crisp sound, obviously dislocated.

"Who allowed you to pat me on the shoulder?"

Yifei glanced at his students coldly and said lightly.

"Let's all go back to school."

Originally, some college students who were still happily enjoying the "hard-won" victory lowered their heads in Yifei's eyes, for fear that Yifei would also give them a flash.

After hearing Yifei's words, the college students immediately dispersed in a hurry, and fortunately ran away, leaving Teacher Zeng alone on the ground wailing.

The fat man who just walked to the door also looked at Yifei cautiously, I'm afraid that I won't be able to catch this trick, right?