My friends are gods

Chapter 89
However, this is also hearsay.

As for whether the school rules are like this, I am afraid that no one knows except the people from Xiande High School.

And the people of Xiande High School naturally wouldn't publicize their school rules to the outside world.

"Our Xiande High School is full of elite talents. The school in the future must be Huaqing or Yanjing. Your Haizhou University is only a second-rate university. Let's see how embarrassing you are."

The forty-year-old teacher walked carefully and said carefully, but he was belittling Haizhou University.

"Your Xiande High School is very good. If you have the ability to call it Xiande University, don't call it a high school." Mu Han curled her lips and said, poking at the other party's pain.

Not far away, when someone saw this scene, they covered their mouths and laughed lightly, talking in low voices.

"Xiande High School and Haizhou University are fighting again."

"What a headache. Everyone is teaching and educating people. High school and university are not very related. Why do these two schools fight each other when they meet?"

"You don't understand this, it's a long story."

The surrounding discussions didn't affect the fight between Xiande High School and Haizhou University at all.

The middle-aged teacher said coldly: "This time, how many times do you plan to go back to Haizhou University?"

Mu Han confronted each other: "Hehehe, our goal is to be number one!"

"Hahaha!" The middle-aged teacher laughed three times, expressing his disdain, and said, "To be honest, this is the first time. Our Xiande High School has made a reservation. I have four students here. Have you seen that they are all among the elites?" The elites, everyone's calligraphy can be praised by countless calligraphers."

"Great?"

Mu Han sneered again and again, and said: "Look at this classmate on my side. He surprised our Professor Liu and changed the rules of the entire calligraphy competition because of him. You have the ability to change the rules of the competition, bragging here interesting?"

The two of you come and go, fighting with each other, it's so lively.

Looking at Mu Han who was pointing at him, Song Qiming looked helpless at the side, you two can quarrel, what are you doing by bringing me in?
He had also heard about the long-standing grievances between Xiande High School and Haizhou University, but he never expected that if he didn't speak, he would be shot while lying down.

"It's a sense of accomplishment to change the rules of the game?" The middle-aged teacher said disdainfully: "The real strong can play like a fish in water under any rules. If they don't have the rules, they won't compete. It's just nonsense. This is for the weak. inferior means."

Mu Han said leisurely: "The strong guide the rules, and the weak can only adapt to the rules."

The teacher was very verbal.

Students are not far behind.

The students who did not participate in the competition, but came to cheer, got serious with the four students who came from the middle-aged teacher.

The scene was chaotic.

A male classmate named Chen Yu pointed at Song Qiming and said, "I heard you are crazy."

Song Qiming opened his mouth and pointed at himself, his face full of bewilderment.

He was one of the few people in Haizhou University who didn't quarrel, but he turned crazy.

And this high school student quarrels, why does he have the aura of a young and Dangerous boy?
A group of bigwigs faced each other, and one of them called Zhen came out and said, "I heard that you are crazy."

Isn't this a typical young and Dangerous boy?

Song Qiming shook his head helplessly, he really didn't want to argue with them.

"Why, stop talking?"

However, Chen Yu was still chattering, and said domineeringly: "Let me tell you, I, Chen Yu, have decided on No. 1 in the calligraphy competition this time, and you can only eat ashes behind me."

Song Qiming hasn't spoken yet.

Zhou Wanqing who was on the side patted Song Qiming and said, "Say it back."

Song Qiming: "..."

It's really interesting that the calligraphy competition has to become like this.

He glanced at Chen Yu, sighed helplessly, and said, "Young man, how much did you give the judges?"

"three……!"

Chen Yu came as soon as he opened his mouth, but he was slapped heavily on the shoulder by the middle-aged teacher. Then he realized that he had slipped his words, and sneered at Song Qiming, "What do you care?!"

Song Qiming nodded with a smile, but said nothing.

The middle-aged teacher was speechless, and gave Chen Yu a hard look.

This kid's head was caught by the door?
Can't you say that you didn't pay?
If it weren't for the public, the middle-aged teacher really wanted to curse.

Chen Yu didn't dare to say any more, but just stared fiercely, and poked Song Qiming's position with his own pen a few times in the air, as if he was venting his dissatisfaction and anger, just like a child.

It was the classmate next to Chen Yu who said, "Your name is Song Qiming? I heard it's hard-tipped calligraphy. It's a pity. It's destined to be impossible to win the championship."

Song Qiming looked the classmate up and down, shook his head and sighed, "Young man, be careful."

"Be careful of what?" The male student was taken aback.

The middle-aged teacher stared at Song Qiming and said, "Are you threatening my students?"

Song Qiming smacked his lips and said, "Be careful of unexpected disasters."

Just when Song Qiming had just finished speaking.

Seeing that Song Qiming ignored him, Chen Yu was extremely bored, and shook the pen severely, intending to take it back.

Coincidentally, that classmate felt upset and pointed at Song Qiming to scold him.

Coincidentally, Chen Yu's pen directly scratched the back of that classmate's hand.

Suddenly, a bloodstain appeared on the back of his hand.

The red blood came out.

"what!"

The classmate was stunned for a moment, then let out a scream, covered the back of his hand, and grinned in pain.

Chen Yu was instantly stunned on the spot.

He stared blankly at the pen in his hand, unable to recover for a long time.

Just taking back the pen, scratched the classmate?
That classmate's screams attracted many people's attention.

The middle-aged teacher's face turned dark.

Originally, the calligraphy competition had not started yet, and one person was injured, but his right hand was injured.

What is this called? !

Song Qiming said leisurely: "I told you to be careful, but you didn't listen."

I've never seen such gleeful misfortune!
The corner of the middle-aged teacher's mouth twitched, he was in a state of surprise, he couldn't figure it out, why did something really happen just after Song Qiming finished speaking?

This is too coincidental.

The movement here naturally attracted many people to watch.

In particular, one student was bleeding, which was even more shocking. In the past, the two schools pinched each other, and there had never been any bloodshed incidents. What happened today?

The crowd gathered around.

The middle-aged teacher took the student to apply the medicine. Before leaving, he said to Chen Yu and the others: "Just wait here for the competition. I will take him to the hospital to have a look. There is ink in the pen to save the wound from being infected."

"clear."

The other two students responded.

Chen Yu still stood there blankly, glancing at Song Qiming from time to time.

"Your teacher is gone, do you still want to stay here?" Song Qiming said with a smile.

The three members of Xiande High School all bowed their heads and left here when they heard this.

Obviously, Haizhou University won this time.

As for the others, they all knew that Haizhou University was probably not to blame for the bloodshed this time.

Otherwise, Xiande High School would not just let it go.

The grievances and grievances between these two schools cannot be explained clearly in a few words.

(End of this chapter)