Chapter 243: In the future, you will be optimistic about them, right?
Chapter 243: In the future, you will be optimistic about them, right?
Zhuo Yongfei's whole body was tense, veins bulged on his head, and he bit his lips hard with his teeth to prevent himself from laughing.
Grass.
Shouldn't have looked back.
"Turning back! Zhuo Yongfei! Don't forget your responsibility!" Chen Tianming shouted loudly.
"I'm sorry!" Zhuo Yongfei corrected his mistake and turned his head.
"Referee! Start! The game begins!" The morale of Class Nine had been broken, and now was the best opportunity to press on and pursue the victory. Bai Bufan, Lin Li and others, seeing that their plan worked, shouted loudly from behind.
After all, the longer the people in Class 9 look at Chen Tianming's current face, the more likely they are to develop drug resistance, so they must seize the time.
Chen Tianming felt the gazes of the people around him and remained calm and indifferent.
I am not surprised by honor or disgrace, and nothing can harm me.
Indeed, if I treat myself like this today, I might completely lose the right to choose a spouse in Nansang Middle School.
But why would I care about this?
There are three thousand rivers, but I only take the chance to lick and lick! !
As a member of the front row of the tug-of-war class four of Grade One and the absolute face of the class, Chen Tianming had already made preparations for sacrifice!
As long as he can meet Qiaoqiao, Chen Tianming is willing to burn everything he has.
What's more, Class 17 also has to compete, and Yao Qiaoqiao, as one of the contestants, will not be able to see this scene now.
As for afterwards…history is written by the victors.
"Teacher! Please start the game!" Therefore, Chen Tianming calmly urged the referee, "Stop wasting time!"
"I didn't touch him!" The referee, who was still laughing, turned his head and denied it, "I was just laughing!"
Chen Tianming: “?”
and many more.
Damn you.
"If you didn't touch me, then you didn't touch me. Competition, teacher!" Chen Tianming said with a cold face.
"Oh haha, okay, Class 9, quickly regroup!" The referee, who was given a cold shoulder by the students, did not feel offended. His facial features were distorted from trying to hold back his laughter. He nodded and whistled at Class 9, signaling.
Class 9 immediately readjusted their postures, but some of them had a low sense of humor, because they took another look at Chen Tianming, especially because he still had a very serious face, and they couldn't hold it back anymore.
Damn it! Class 4 is so vicious!
They finally realized it.
"Everyone is in his place——"
"Starting today, I'm going to go to the toilet by myself. Mom and Dad, please don't look down on me—"
Chen Tianming's faint singing voice continued to sound at this time, floating towards Class Nine.
A person with ugly makeup and two green onions on his nose sang a nursery rhyme in a very serious tone.
It is so painful to hold back laughter that I cannot tell others about it.
Zhuo Yongfei's lips were bitten until they were bloodless.
Dead mouth, tonic smile!
Why didn’t I listen to Chen Tianming? Why did I have to turn back?
"Beep--" The referee picked up the whistle that had just fallen to his neck because of laughing, put it back into his mouth, and then blew it hard!
[Charge], start!
Lin Li showed no reservations this time and went all out.
"Come on! Come on! Class Four! Come on!"
"One-two-pull!!! One-two-pull!!!"
The moment the whistle sounded, the red rope suddenly jumped towards Class 4. When Class 9 started to exert force, they found that they could not stop the downward trend at all. The red rope was still moving towards Class 4 while swaying!
"Beep——"
"Class Four wins! The second round will start in five minutes!"
The referee announces the result.
"We are the champions again! We are the champions again!" Wang Ze, who did not step on Lin Li's shoes this time, turned around excitedly and hugged Lin Li.
"I feel like Class Nine isn't as strong as we imagined. I won without having to work that hard as I did yesterday." Bai Bufan said proudly.
"I'm going to taunt Yu Cheng."
Wang Ze happily pointed at the shot put athlete on the opposite side and taunted him, giving him a thumbs up.
It's smart, he keeps a distance in his sarcasm, perhaps because he knows it's hard to come back alive if he gets too close.
At this time, many second-class heroes smiled but said nothing, hiding their merits and fame.
The power provided by Wang Ze and Bai Bufan combined is not as great as his.
As for who is the first-class hero——
Lin Li, Bai Bufan and Zhou Baowei looked at each other, nodded, and shouted in unison towards the front:
"Brother Tianming, please strengthen our fourth class!"
"Brother Tianming, please strengthen our fourth class!"
Facing the petition from his disciples, Chen Tianming only left them with his back full of stories, but his clenched fist of right hand slowly raised high, which... represented victory!
It means he heard everyone’s voice!
The tug-of-war players from Class 9 were really starting to feel overwhelmed at this point.
What kind of class is Class 4? It looks very interesting.
"Referee, this...hahaha is this a fucking foul?"
"Isn't this a bit unfair? It feels like it's interfering with us."
Several students who took tug-of-war seriously began to protest to the referee.
“Is this considered interference? Do people who are ugly have no human rights? Our brother Tianming looked like this since he was born! Natural face, never had any plastic surgery! Stop being jealous, you haters!” Lin Li, Bai Bufan and several other fans came to protect their master after smelling the scent.
"Your mother was born with two green onions in her womb!"
"The genes have mutated, so the umbilical cord has turned into a green onion, right?"
"That's fine. That makes sense."
Chen Tianming: “…”
You guys protected me very well, don’t do it again next time.
The referee smiled and shook his head at the protesting students from Class 9: "It's not a foul. I would define interference as a foul, which is verbal abuse and physical contact, but putting makeup on yourself is not included in that."
The most important thing about fun events is the fun. There are no prizes for winning, just a few points.
So who says this makeup is bad? This makeup is amazing.
Upon hearing this, Class Nine stopped arguing and commented that Class Four had indeed done a good job.
But we can’t just sit there and wait for death.
The students in Class 9 subconsciously stared at the person standing at the front of their class.
The guy took two steps back: "?"
"No? Wait?"
"Five minutes left! Who brought something that can make them look ugly?! Quick! We need to learn from the foreigners in order to defeat them!"
“I have a red pen here!”
“I have a scrunchie here!”
“I have socks here!”
"I still have two cigarette butts here!"
"I still have phlegm!"
"No, who the hell burned my butt with a cigarette butt?"
"Did you say thank you?"
——The last few sentences were all shouted by Lin Li and Bai Bufan.
Class 9 started abusing their classmates.
After Bai Bufan and Lin Li were driven away, they went back to take care of their brother. Bai Bufan went up to massage Chen Tianming's shoulders, and Lin Li went up to touch up his makeup.
"Squad leader, I'm sorry, our brother doesn't allow taking pictures." When Lin Li saw Chen Yuying approaching stealthily with a camera in hand, he immediately stepped forward to drive her away and blocked the camera lens.
"Can you just take one picture, please?" Chen Yuying clasped her hands together and prayed.
"I've already said it's okay." Lin Li's tone was still firm, and he quietly opened a gap with his fingers blocking the camera to let the lens through.
"Click."
Chen Tianming: “?”
The bodyguards hired by cinema? Such poor professionalism?
"Chen Tianming, thank you for your sacrifice. Without you, we might have lost." After the filming, Chen Yuying said to Chen Tianming with a smile.
Chen Tianming was a little embarrassed now, he tilted his head and touched the back of his head, just about to be polite, but Bai Bufan suddenly corrected him: "How many times have I told you not to point the gun at your own people."
Chen Tianming: “…”
Damn you.
On the side, Wang Yuezhi widened his eyes.
So this is how you get praised?
Or being praised with a smile?
Isn't this one's strength?
Wang Yuezhi's eyes lit up. He looked at the time and saw that there were still a few minutes before the next round started. He still had time.
He ran towards the dormitory.
Hearing what Chen Yuying said, not only Wang Yuezhi reacted, but also his lunch friend Lin Li.
"Without me, the class will also lose. Class monitor, please also work hard for me." Lin Li was unhappy because he was not worried about the lack of wealth but the inequality of distribution.
“Okay, okay~ You’ve worked hard too, you’ve worked hard too.” Chen Yuying smiled and walked forward to coax the childish Lin Li.
……
Five minutes passed quickly and the second round began immediately.
The boy at the front of Class Nine was also covered in a mess by the marker, his hair was a mess (physics), and there were two cigarette butts picked up from the ground hanging from his ears. He was standing at the front with a look of despair.
However, this level of attack was a joke for Class 4.
Lin Li, the Qing Dynasty's number one killer, was in front, and Chen Tianming, the Qing Dynasty's number two killer, was behind. Everyone's hearts had already been chilled to the bone.
Besides, Lin Li and Bai Bufan are like a joke on a daily basis. After watching them for so long, my sense of humor is no longer so low.
However, Class 9 also underwent desensitization training in five minutes, forcing themselves to stare at Chen Tianming, so Chen Tianming's lethality was much weaker.
Who will kill the deer is unknown.
"Both sides are ready." The referee enjoyed watching this, and after laughing, he indicated that the game was about to begin.
Stand firmly on both sides, squat down, and hold the rope tightly.
"Wait a minute!"
The crowd parted, and Lin Li's peripheral vision caught a glimpse of a red dot approaching.
Ooo, Ooo?!
At this time, a figure wearing a colorful wig walked between the two opposing armies.
He pinched his red nose first, then spread his hands: "I'm... a clown, I'm... a joker!"
Some people can feel ridiculous and terrible just by standing there and doing nothing.
Everyone in Class 9: “?”
No, there are other experts?
Is this a backup plan that Class 4 has specially prepared considering that Chen Tianming might not be so aggressive in the second round?
Class 4 is too meticulous.
Moreover, the performance of this guy Houshou... has a natural feeling... unreasonable and unimaginable... He is simply the clown's Jinchūriki... Everyone in Team Nine began to grit their teeth and take deep breaths, and most of them chose to close their eyes.
I'm going to explode if I keep watching this.
But Wang Yuezhi forgot that Guan Youshang was injured.
"Wang Yuezhi, what the hell are you doing, hahaha! Where the hell did you get this hair?" Lin Li was the first one who couldn't hold it anymore.
Why did he manifest his martial spirit's true body for no apparent reason? !
"Don't worry about me!" Wang Yuezhi turned his head and shouted coldly: "I will make them laugh, and you just need to use your strength! Let us... win this victory together! Don't hold me back!"
Lin Li: "?"
What a passionate speech! It really ignites my heart!
Duchenne muscle! Zygomatic major muscle! Ridiculous muscle! All of them are on fire for me——
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! F*ck!”
"The problem is that we also want to laugh when you do this!!" Wang Ze is really stupid.
"I can't stand it anymore!" Bai Bufan followed closely behind.
In a rare incident, the referee, Class 4 and Class 9 all collapsed, and the tug-of-war rope that had been taut became limp.
Wang Yuezhi: “?”
"But I'm just facing you with my back! Do you want to laugh at me?" He didn't understand.
"Yeah, I want to laugh."
Everyone nodded in unison and then laughed.
Wang Yuezhi: “…”
These useless guys in Class 4 are holding us back.
"Squad leader, I'm sorry to disappoint you." Helplessly, Wang Yuezhi could only leave sadly. When he passed by Chen Yuying, he said disappointedly.
Chen Yuying, holding the camera: "Huh?"
Hmm? Sorry about what? Disappointed about what?
It's quite funny.
"No, it's okay. You're wearing something funny. Many people in Class 9 can't stand it." Chen Yuying said politely, "Want to... take a picture?"
"Yes! Yes! I will keep working hard! Great!" Wang Yuezhi revived with full health.
Chen Yuying: “?”
……
2:0.
Although the second game was a bit difficult, we still won.
Class 4 cheered with joy.
Class 9 lost... but I have no complaints.
Being able to see these scenes is worth the money even if you lose.
"Chen Tianming! Chen Tianming! Chen Tianming!" The boys worked together to throw Chen Tianming high up and catch him, shouting his name.
"Okay, okay, it's all my responsibility." It was quite refreshing to be the center of attention. After Chen Tianming motioned for everyone to put it down, he smiled and said modestly:
"Besides, I am not doing this purely for everyone. You can even say that everyone is helping me to work hard towards my Qiaoqiao, so this is a common victory for our Class 4!"
"it is good!"
"That's right!"
Everyone recognized Chen Tianming's high level of language skills.
"Wang Ze, the next responsibility is handed over to you," Chen Tianming looked at Wang Ze, "You must draw Class 17 in tomorrow's draw!"
"Haha, Tianming, I just checked, and Class 17 lost." Wang Ze said, hooking his arm around Chen Tianming's shoulder.
"Of course Class 17 wins..." Chen Tianming's mouth, which had just opened wide, closed again when he realized something was wrong.
"..."
He stared at Wang Ze: "Wang Ze, what do you mean, failed to win."
Wang Ze smiled the same way he smiled at Lin Li yesterday.
"say."
"Class 2 lost." Wang Ze looked away, not daring to look Chen Tianming in the eye. "My assessment of the combat power was wrong, and it was a 0- defeat."
Chen Tianming: “…”
Class 17 lost?
What's the point of dropping everything and seeking this victory?
It turns out that it wasn’t me who broke the appointment, but Qiaoqiao?
When Bai, Lin and Zhou heard Wang Ze's words, they all turned their heads away and folded their hands in front of them.
They couldn't bear to see a desperate licker.
Chen Tianming's body was shaking. He knelt on the ground and looked up at the sky: "No——!!"
Lin Li: "Snowflakes are falling~"
Bai Bufan: "The north wind is howling~"
……
On Wednesday, Lin Li saw that the leading student in the tug-of-war team on the opposite side was also wearing heavy makeup and looked very funny.
He realized that the tug-of-war competition at Nansang Middle School seemed to have changed slightly in nature.
……
[Do your best to participate in the sect martial arts competition and win at least three first prizes for yourself or your sect, including at least two in the positive category (1/1; 0/2)]
"We are the real champions now!"
"Won!"
"Class 4 is invincible! Long live Class 4!"
On Thursday, the tug-of-war competition for the first grade of high school officially came to an end. With the top rival, Class 9, having been eliminated in advance, Class 4, which had Lin Li, the hidden baby, ascended the throne without any difficulty.
The final was best of five, but it was still 3-0.
Class 4 celebrated again and again.
The joys and sorrows of people are not connected.
Of course, it wasn't the class opposite that was sad.
Next to the basketball court.
Principal Wang was silent.
"Teacher Zhou, can you tell me why the tug-of-war game turned out like this?" He hesitated for a long time and finally couldn't help but speak.
After hearing that today was the tug-of-war final for the first grade, Principal Wang came specially to watch the game.
Then he discovered that among the 33 people on both teams, seven had strange makeup on their faces, nine had messy hairstyles, and four wore strange clothes.
At this time, he was confused.
What are you doing for me?
Is this still a tug-of-war game? Isn’t this a don’t laugh challenge?
Is your school now mass-producing the top 100 UPs?
"Principal, this is a very good question. I think you should ask Teacher Xue." Upon hearing this, the referee, Teacher Zhou, silently turned his gaze to the head teacher of Class 4.
So Principal Wang also looked at Xue Jian.
Xue Jian: “…”
Look what I'm doing.
Xue Jian did not look at Principal Wang, but looked at his own class, or more precisely, at Lin Li and Bai Bufan who were being thrown up and down:
"Principal, this is a very good question. I think you should ask Lin Li and Bai Bufan."
"Do you need me to call you over?"
Principal Wang: “…”
Damn, it’s these two bad students again.
But I don't know why, it seems to make sense.
"Forget about them." Principal Wang shook his head. He really didn't want to have a conversation with the anti-pornography pioneers and their dogs.
But he still had one thing he had to ask Xue Jian.
"It's good to do this. Everyone is happy. It doesn't matter if we lose. It achieves the purpose of our fun project from another perspective. However--"
"Teacher Xue, for this tug-of-war competition, you even hired a clown to make the students on the other side laugh? You spent so much money?"
Principal Wang pointed at the clown on the basketball court who was wearing a polka-dot jumpsuit, gloves, a wig and a red nose, and asked in confusion.
Why did you just say that there were 33 people on both teams?
Because there were 16 people on each side of the tug-of-war, and there was a clown performing on the side from Class , we invited external help.
Xue Jian: “…”
Xue Jian looked at Wang Yuezhi.
Regarding this quiet and carefree good student - at least he used to be, Xue Jian took a deep breath, then looked up at the sky, and said somewhat desolately:
"He was not invited here. He is also my student."
Principal Wang: “?”
Is this the place where Class 4 of Grade 1 and Grade 2 robbed the earth? How could so many of these rare talents gather at the same time and place?
"He practiced acrobatics? Someone in his family runs a circus?"
"I don't know, probably not." Xue Jian shook his head.
"Then...how come this kid is so skilled at playing the clown? Others don't look like one, but he doesn't look like one."
Xue Jian did not look at Principal Wang again, but instead looked at his own class, at Lin Li and Bai Bufan who were still being tossed up and down:
"Principal, this is a very good question. I think you should ask Lin Li and Bai Bufan."
"Do you need me to call you over?"
Principal Wang: “…”
When did this illusion happen? Why do I feel like I have just seen this scene and dialogue before?
No, it's not an illusion! Damn it, how could it be related to them?
"Forget it."
"Ah."
silence.
silence.
Principal Wang couldn't help but say, "Teacher Xue."
"What's wrong, Headmaster?"
"During the sports meet, pay more attention to these two children."
"……I will."
……
"Ah!"
On the side, Bai Bufan, who had just landed, suddenly sneezed.
Damn, who is wronging me?
(End of this chapter)