madam, your vest is off

Chapter 275 My Son Doesn't Have Your Turn

"My father gave it to me." Wen Yueze said truthfully, without showing off, but in the eyes of others, it might not be the case.

"Your father is very kind."

"Yes, yes, it's really good, I'm so envious."

"It's just a basketball! If I want it, my dad will buy it for me."

In this way, what was supposed to be a good basketball game somehow became a show-off game.

Wen Yueze silently watched the group of rich kids bragging to each other, he thought he could go back to class.

"Since this boy's father is so powerful, why don't we ask his father to make one for each of us, otherwise his signature must be fake!" The beaten man said suddenly.

"But, this is indeed true." A voice sounded weakly in the silent crowd, accompanied by the bell for class.

"Shut up!" The beaten man glanced at the speaker, stepped forward and looked at Wen Yueze, "How is it?! Do you dare to prove it?"

"Prove what? It's just a basketball. If you want to treat it as real, it will be real. If you say it is fake, it will be fake."

Wen Yueze's expression was flat, like a pool of stagnant water, without ripples.

"Then, then this basketball is fake! It really is a country bumpkin!" Unexpectedly, intimidation would not work, and it would make him unable to get off the stage. The beaten man could only bite the bullet and continue.

It's just that everyone present is discerning, and they know the truth of the basketball, but after all, they are classmates, no matter what, they have to cater to the people in their own class.

"Then give me the fake basketball. Our focus is on the game, not on the authenticity of the basketball." Wen Yueze beckoned to those people, "Give me the thing."

"This..." The group of people reluctantly threw the basketball to Wen Yueze, who caught it easily and patted it on the ground a few times, with elegant and smooth movements.

"I'm in the first year of junior high school, what's your first year?" Wen Yueze announced his family name with the corner of his mouth curled up.

"We are in the third grade of junior high school, so don't compare with us, we are afraid that others will say that we bully children."

"If you are afraid that you will lose face after losing, I can agree not to compete. After all, you have to save some face for the seniors."

"You!! Speak wildly! Compete and be afraid of anyone!" The beaten man rolled up his sleeves, as if he was going to fight hard, "Even if you kneel down and beg for mercy this time, I will not let you go!"

"I accept this sentence, and I will return it to you intact!"

The confrontation between the two is like two armies, at a stalemate.

"Koshize."

Hearing the familiar voice, Wen Yueze turned his head suddenly, and his gaze directly hit the man's eyes, which were soft and deep.

"Dad!" Wen Yueze threw the basketball on the ground and ran over, "You are here."

"Yeah." Wen Yueze rubbed his hair, raised his head, the softness in his eyes instantly turned cold, and there was a flash of cold light in the corner of his eyes, Wen Yueze spoke softly like a cold flute , the voice was like a cold rhythm, "Who wants my son to kneel down and beg for mercy?"

"It's such a big promise! You really are a coward for letting your father come." Someone whispered.

Although the voice was not loud, it still clearly reached Wen Yuanzhou's ears.

Wen Yuanzhou raised his eyebrows slightly, and glanced around, "I'm not here to help him, if I don't come, you may be beaten down by him."

Wen Yuanzhou paused, took off the hidden voice changer on the collar, and recovered his true voice and said, "After all, Wen Yuanzhou's son, how can you compare!"

Wen Yuanzhou's voice is thick and magnetic, and the deep voice makes people's ears numb, like the sound of nature. Although it is not very good to describe a man's voice with this word, it is probably the only word that can describe it.

Even Wen Yueze couldn't help it. He looked at Wen Yuanzhou in surprise, with shock and expectation in his eyes. He wanted to ask, whether the man behind him had recovered his memory.

But not yet.

"Wen Yuanzhou? Impossible! My father said that Wen Yuanzhou died a long time ago!"

Wen Yuanzhou glanced at the person who spoke, and after seeing Wen Yuanzhou's sharp eyes, the boy backed away in fright, "What are you doing! Everyone else said that! Wen Yuanzhou is dead! It's just that the Wen family didn't want to affect the company's development. , without saying a word about it.”

"Oh? Really?" Wen Yuanzhou took a step forward, his brows and eyes were curved, but there was no smile in his eyes. Instead, he said with a cold expression, "Then you mean that I am a dead person standing in front of you right now?"

The boy trembled in fright, his eyes were red, and he weakly tugged on the clothes of the person beside him, seeking protection.

"Don't pull me!" The person beside him pushed him away and walked aside.

The boy let out a wow, and ran towards his teacher crying. A big man, just like that, was frightened and cried by Wen Yuanzhou.

The student was frightened and cried, and the teacher looked at Wen Yuanzhou in a dilemma. Although the person in front of him said he was Wen Yuanzhou, just like the student said, Wen Yuanzhou disappeared a few years ago, and he never showed his face in business. It's a bit surprising that it suddenly came out now.

Seeing that there seemed to be many people who did not believe Wen Yuanzhou's identity, Wen Yuanzhou was indifferent to this, and just lowered his head and said softly to Wen Yueze, "Are you going to play with them?"

"can."

"Well, go, I'm here to watch you."

Wen Yueze nodded, walked over with the basketball in his arms, and greeted his classmates.

It seems that even Wen Yuanzhou's arrival cannot prevent the start of this competition.

Seeing the silent leader of Huafeng School, he took a few steps forward and said, "Mr. Wen, since you are here, why should we let them compete again, and hurt our peace?"

Wen Yuanzhou didn't even look at him, his eyes still followed Wen Yueze and his group.

"Whether I come or not, and whether I compete with them or not, shouldn't have much to do with it."

"This... why do you say this, for a small matter..." the leader continued, with respect and temptation in his tone.

"Since they take it seriously, it's no small matter. You have to know that a child is much more stubborn than us adults when he takes it seriously."

"That's right, but as parents, we should lead by example, and we can't condone children's wrong ways of doing things, otherwise..."

Before the leader could finish speaking, Wen Yuanzhou impatiently interrupted him, "Have you finished?"

Wen Yuanzhou's face was full of impatience and disgust, naked without a trace of concealment, seeing the man nodding, Wen Yuanzhou gave him a cold look, "Get out after you finish speaking, my son is not your turn to dictate."

"Hug, I'm sorry." The leader was terrified by Wen Yuanzhou's gloomy face, and ran to the side, not daring to talk to Wen Yuanzhou again.

The game had already started on the basketball court. Wen Yueze looked aggressive and energetic, and within 3 minutes, he dunked and scored.

Everyone in Huafeng School on the field was stunned, looking at Wen Yueze blankly, feeling a little unbelievable.

Seeing their appearance, Wen Yueze raised his middle finger in disdain. He looked unruly and full of energy, which was completely different from him who was usually deserted and only doing his own thing.

Vigorous, this is what a child should have.

"Do you admit defeat?" Zhao Nan asked arrogantly from the side, as if he was the one who went in just now.

Hua Feng, who had been inspired by Wen Yueze's middle finger to rekindle his fighting spirit, now heard Zhao Nan's provocation, and began to rush forward as if he had been beaten with chicken blood.

Faced with their high fighting spirit, Zhao Nan came to Wen Yueze's side a little timidly, "They seem to be more excited."

"Never mind, their arrogance will frustrate their spirit." Wen Yueze was like a military adviser, pulling them into a team to assign tasks and positions.

"Hey! Are you done?!" The person on the opposite side was impatient and asked with the ball under his feet.

After each stood up, Wen Yueze gave an order and the game continued.

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and there were more and more people on the playground. Some students from Huafeng School next door turned over directly from the wall. After a while, that one was not too high, but it separated the two schools. Planted with human heads.

The game became more and more intense, and fans of both sides cheered for it.

The teachers wanted to take care of it, but when they saw that the principal was here, they made up their minds and didn't take care of it anymore.

The class bell rang, but there were still only a few people. The director also began to drive the students back to the classroom on the playground, just like driving a flock of sheep back to the sheepfold.

The director could only hold a loudspeaker and shout to the group of students, "Students who don't go back to the classroom will be punished directly! Save it in the student registration list!"

As soon as the words fell, the students scrambled back to the classroom, and the playground, which was originally crowded with people, was instantly emptied.

Wen Yuanzhou sat on the seat prepared for him by the principal, watching Wen Yueze invincible.

At the end of the game, Wen Yueze's first team was far ahead of Huafeng School with a score of [-] to [-].

The students of Huafeng School were lying on the basketball court, panting profusely with sweat, and they didn't care whether their clothes would get dirty. Anyway, they didn't care about the money for dry cleaning.

Wen Yueze was also sweating all over, and threw the basketball to Zhao Nan. Wen Yueze ran towards Wen Yuanzhou, with a joyful and triumphant smile on his face, "Dad!"

"Well, you're tired." Wen Yuanzhou took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat off Wen Yueze's forehead, "After the game, we'll go home, and school will be over soon."

"There is still class in the afternoon." Wen Yueze said to Wen Yuanzhou, "Let's just go and have a meal."

"No, I want to take a shower. Let's go to Dad's house. My private residence is relatively close. Let the people in the kitchen prepare meals for you first, okay?" Wen Yuanzhou stood up, nodded to the principal, and led Wen Yuanzhou Koshizawa's hand drifted away.

"I eat meat, I want to eat meat, all kinds of meat." Wen Yueze was indeed tired after playing basketball for so long, and he was not reserved, so he said carelessly.

"Oh, that's right!" Wen Yueze seemed to have thought of something, turned around and said to Zhao Nan who was behind him, "I will leave the rest to you, and let them apologize if they lose."

Zhao Nan gave him an OK gesture.

Wen Yueze turned around reassuringly, and left with Wen Yuanzhou.

(End of this chapter)