The return of a thousand years of monasticism

Chapter 10 Differences (Part [-])
When Lin Yang returned to the classroom, he found that there was a set of red football uniforms on his desk.

And beside him, Jin Tianzhuang's fat face was pale, and his whole body was shaking like chaff, as if he was about to go to the guillotine.

'Why are you so scared?Could it be that Chen Shuai is really that scary? '

Lin Yang glanced at Jin Tianzhuang, thoughts flashed in his mind, he didn't say much, he went back to his seat and sat down.

Los Angeles No. [-] Middle School only arranges morning classes on Fridays, and in the afternoon, it is the sports time for the whole school. At the same time, on every Friday, the school will arrange a competition as the main event to stimulate students' enthusiasm for sports.

This Friday, it was the turn of Chen Shuai's No. [-] ([-]) class and Lin Yang's No. [-] ([-]) class to play football.

After lunch, some students walked to the direction of the playground one after another. When passing by the struggle forest, from time to time, some people exclaimed:

"This is really a miracle!"

"I've only heard of out-of-season vegetables, but I've never heard of out-of-season weeping willows. It's a sunny spring, but the weeping willows in the struggling forest are withered and yellow like late autumn."

"Do you think it was caused by human beings?" Some students thought that they had opened their minds and asked questions in their hearts.

Unexpectedly, as soon as his words fell, the classmates around him retorted in unison: "Impossible, absolutely impossible. If a person can control the seasons, is this person a god or a fairy? In the world of science, it is impossible to have immortal."

The faces of all the students who uttered their rebuttals were full of conviction, like a high-ranking defender, sticking to the universal 'truth' and not allowing rebellious remarks.

At this moment, Hu Xiaoqian also passed by after having lunch. Hearing this "confident" and "certain" voice, she couldn't help but think of Lin Yang's stalwart figure of "blowing on the gravel and breaking the tree with one punch".

For no reason, she had a sense of superiority in her heart that only she knew the truth.

In an instant, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, revealing a touch of sarcasm: "How can a group of frogs at the bottom of a well know the vastness of the world." '

……

Lin Yang changed into the football team uniform in the dormitory, and then went to look for Jin Tianzhuang.

Pushing open the door of Jin Tianzhuang's dormitory, he saw Jin Tianzhuang, like a mountain of meat, sitting on the bed wearing a fat football team uniform, his eyes were dull and motionless.

"Fatty, let's go, the game will start in half an hour." Seeing Jin Tianzhuang's state, Lin Yang frowned and said.

"Lin... Lin Yang, you... give me... a hand. My legs are weak... I can't stand up."

Hearing the shout, Jin Tianzhuang's dull eyes came back to life, and his big thick lips parted into a smile that was uglier than crying.

Thinking of the mad cow who was going to face Class [-] on the football field today, he couldn't help feeling timid!

Lin Yang shook his head helplessly, stepped forward, grabbed Jin Tianzhuang's shoulder, and lifted it up directly.

In the past, with his physique one size smaller than Jin Tianzhuang's, it would be wishful thinking to lift Jin Tianzhuang up.

But now, it's different from the past.

After Jin Tianzhuang's puffy body barely stood still, he didn't notice the difference between Lin Yang and the past.Instead, he took a deep breath, calmed down, and said, "Let's... let's go."

After speaking, he raised his footsteps, like a dead soldier about to go to the battlefield, with a look of lovelessness.

……

The football field of No. [-] Middle School in Los Angeles is green and grassy, ​​and it is completely built according to the standards of international competitions. Some sports games in Los Angeles are even held here.

Surrounding the football field are the spectator stands arranged in steps and the rostrum with the best position.

At this moment, a large number of students were already sitting in the stands. Among them, you could see the phalanx of Class [-] ([-]) where Hu Xiaoqian was, and the phalanx of Class [-] ([-]) not far away.

The rostrum has also been set up, waiting for the relevant school leaders to come.

"Principal Liu, why haven't you seen Principal Zheng these two days? Could it be that Principal Zheng has something to deal with and is not at school?"

On the rostrum, seven or eight very handsome middle-aged men gathered one after another. One of them was a middle-aged man with a bald head and a slightly fierce face. asked.

The bald middle-aged man is Luo Qiren, the school's well-known director of the teaching department. .

But the middle-aged man surnamed Liu is Liu Feibai, the executive vice-principal of the school. He is upright, rigorous in his studies, and a real doer. The school's teaching has achieved remarkable results under his management.

"Well, in a few days, Los Angeles will organize the first joint test for the graduating class of senior high school. Principal Zheng has been busy with meetings at the Education Bureau and can't work long hours at the school, so you haven't seen him in the past few days."

Liu Feibai pondered for a moment, then said lightly.

As for Luo Qiren, who was stalking and taking the position, although he didn't like it in his heart, it didn't mean he didn't know how to get along with this kind of people, as long as he kept his distance and dealt with it calmly.

"So that's how it is." Luo Qiren quickly flashed a look of disappointment on his face.

Originally, he thought that Principal Zheng was not at school these days because he had a personal matter to resolve. If that was the case, he might be able to see the opportunity to help out and flatter Principal Zheng, so as to make his position in the school more stable.

After all, in this school, as the director of the teaching department, if he wants to make achievements, he must make great efforts to find out the students who violate the discipline, so as to show his ability, but Los Angeles No. In the noble school, each student has a strong background and is unrivaled. He dares to arrest some students at will. If he really arrests some students for violating discipline, he will undoubtedly dig a hole for himself-looking for death.

Therefore, flattering the leader is the only way to stabilize his current position, and it is even possible to be promoted based on this.

Unfortunately, this opportunity never came.

Conquering the disappointment in his heart, Director Luo exchanged a few words with Liu Feibai, and then invited each other to sit down.

Then, Friday's football game kicks off in good time.The announcer of the school radio station hosted the game and began to broadcast: "We will first invite the football team from Class [-] of the third grade to enter the field."

Loud broadcast sound spread throughout the football field.

In an instant, all the students in the stands were shocked, as if they had been enchanted, their spirits rose, and their eyes focused on the entrance of the football field.

Immediately, I saw a boy wearing a blue team uniform, taller than 1.8 meters, muscular, and a bit too strong, leading a dozen boys also wearing blue uniforms into the football field.

"Chen Shuai, Chen Shuai, Chen Shuai!"

"Chen Shuai will win, Chen Shuai is invincible!"

The moment they saw this muscular boy headed by him, a large number of boys and girls stood up from their seats and screamed loudly, like a devout believer saw him worshiping in his heart. The long-awaited Pope, that kind of fanaticism, enduring.

Even in the place where Class [-] of the third grade was located, nearly half of the students were roaring excitedly, without realizing that they were cheering for their opponents.

As for Liu Feibai, Director Luo and others who were sitting firmly on the rostrum, when they saw Chen Shuai appearing on the stage, they couldn't help smiling knowingly.

"In today's match, Chen Shuai led the team. In my opinion, there is basically no suspense about the outcome. Class [-] of the third grade will definitely win." Director Luo chuckled and said decisively on the rostrum.

As Chen Shuai is a star figure in the school, how could he, Luo Qiren, not know about it.

Just think about this school, this city of Los Angeles, and even the teenagers in this entire country, who can stop Chen Shuai's breakthrough with the ball?

The mere Class [-] of the third grade is not worth mentioning.

"Well, this should be the result." Liu Feibai nodded slightly from the side, and responded.

Originally, as a pragmatist, he would not easily draw conclusions before getting the final result of the game. However, the football team of Class [-] of the third grade with Chen Shuai on the field was different from the ordinary third grade football team. Comparing the football teams of the fifteenth class, that is the difference between Taishan and Tuqiu, and the judgment is clear at a glance.

Several other school leaders who had never reached a consensus on any matter also nodded in agreement, a surprisingly rare unanimity of opinion.

Even in the wild cheers caused by Chen Shuai, no one noticed at all, and the broadcast shouted again:

"Please enter the football team of Class [-], Grade [-]."

(End of this chapter)