This Is Called Poor Students Class? This Is The Whole Class!

When Xu Jie arrived at the Olympic Sports Center, a conflict had been resolved.

The members of the Wenhui football team were planning to have a rubbing meal to celebrate.

Seeing Xu Jie's figure, Lin Lei ran over laughing, and slapped Xu Jie heavily on the shoulder.

"Hahaha, Old Xu, you're here."

"I heard from Lao Wang that you called him?"

"Damn, I'm worried about the wool, what kind of threat can those small bodies of the Imperial Capital Jing'an Team pose to me?"

"If they didn't take the initiative to stop, who is lying on the ground now!"

Lin Lei Barabara said a lot, and his excitement was beyond words.

"Come on, come with us to play skewers?"

"It's rare for Lao Jiang to be generous in winning the Imperial City Jing'an team tonight. He scoured out some funds from his shabby stationery store and said he would treat us to a feast."

"It's not easy to make Lao Jiang spend money."

"At the beginning, he spent 5,500 yuan to sponsor the team, but he was beaten up by his wife, hahaha."

The old Jiang that Lin Lei was talking about was Jiang He.

He treated Lin Lei with some kindness.

Even now, when Lin Lei sees Jiang He's wife, he still calls "Miss" one after another.

Xu Jie smiled and shook his head.

"It's good to see you're fine."

"I won't be messing around with you guys anymore."

"I have to go back and tutor the students in our class."

"Tomorrow is the midterm exam, I can't be careless."

Lin Lei accompanied Xu Jie towards the outside of the Olympic Sports Center. At this time, Wang Zhanjun also rushed up from behind.

"All right, all right, our old Xu is the busiest."

"It's the midterm exam, and the physical education class has been suspended for the past two days, so we have a lot of leisure, haha."

As he spoke, Lin Lei looked at Wang Zhanjun sadly again.

"Old Wang, do you think I was wronged?"

"I asked you to ask for leave to help Lao Jiang play football, and you deducted 130 yuan!"

"130 yuan! It's enough for me to buy a lot of bait!"

Hearing Lin Lei's complaint, both Xu Jie and Wang Zhanjun laughed.

"Leizi, if I knew in advance that you would win against the Imperial City Jing'an team, I would definitely not deduct money from you."

"You said that you are a good middle school physical education teacher and participated in the Laoshizi Football Association Cup?"

"In the end, you almost got into a fight with someone?"

Hearing Wang Zhanjun's words, Lin Lei was also happy.

"I'm just here to do Lao Jiang a favor."

"How do I know that the other party is so good?"

"I didn't expect us to win!"

"Tell me, I'm a physical education teacher and fisherman in middle school. How high can I be in football?"

"If I knew in advance that we would win, then I would definitely call you all up, and let you take a look at my brave performance!"

Lin Lei spoke more and more vigorously.

"You don't know."

"When it came to the final penalty shootout, I was just comparing the opponent's penalty kick. Hey, his penalty kicked away."

"Tell me, can you blame me?"

"Comparison, is it considered a provocation?"

"You still want to show me some color after the game?"

"Damn it! I really think I've participated in so many martial arts competitions, so I'm a vegetarian?"

After hearing Lin Lei's words, Xu Jie and the others knew why there was still a conflict after the game was over.

So it was because of this?

That's too funny, right?

Sure enough, domestic professional players, apart from having nothing to do with the word "professional", are good at eating, drinking, whoring, gambling, and fighting.

Can't play on the field, but see the real chapter off the field?

What a nonsense.

After leaving the Olympic Sports Center, several people separated.

Lin Lei went to play, Wang Zhanjun went home, and Xu Jie drove back to Zhenzhong's campus.

None of them thought that the match tonight would cause such a big commotion in the next few days.

And Lin Lei, an ordinary physical education teacher, was also known by many people in China because of this game.

...

Early the next morning, the students came to the campus one after another.

They were all studying by themselves last night, so it was naturally impossible to know what happened at the Olympic Sports Center in Zhongnan City.

But after going back, various hot searches on the Internet gradually let them know about it.

In Lin Lei's hand, he carried the physical education classes of five classes.

In addition, he is also the head coach of Zhenzhong basketball school team this year.

Now that he is famous, his classmates are not calm when they know him.

"Damn it! The Wenhui goalkeeper who kicked the Imperial Capital Jing'an team was our Teacher Lin?"

"real or fake?"

"Didn't you watch the trending searches?"

"I'm going, it's true! Isn't this photo our physical education teacher, Teacher Lin?"

"Too awesome, isn't it?"

"I remember that Mr. Lin used to be a martial artist? Why is he so good at football?"

"Yes, I remember that in our physical education class, Mr. Lin's skills were very average."

"But I have to say that Mr. Lin's physical fitness is really strong. In the physical education class last time, seven or eight tall boys were not able to please Mr. Lin."

"Mr. Lin is very powerful. Many of the martial arts routines he taught us are very practical. I learned them last time and gave my dad a shoulder throw when I met him."

"How is the result?"

"Didn't you all see it? You didn't come to class the next day!"

"It's not just the next day, you've been lying at home for a whole week, we all thought you went south to work!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

...

In addition to the students in the class led by Lin Lei who were talking about their heroic deeds of Teacher Lin, the students in Class 9 who were no strangers to Teacher Lin were also very surprised.

"Have you heard? Mr. Lin cameo as the goalkeeper of the Wenhui team last night and kicked out the Imperial Capital Jing'an team."

"I see, I didn't expect Teacher Lin to be so awesome."

"Lin Gou, didn't you say that Mr. Lin's basketball skills are not bad, but in fact he plays football very well?"

"Yeah, isn't he the head coach of our school basketball team?"

"For those who don't know, seeing these trending searches, they thought Mr. Lin was the head coach of our Zhenzhong football school team."

"By the way, we don't seem to have a school football team in Zhenzhong, do we?"

"It's true, why does football need a school team? Isn't that a waste of resources?"

"Right."

"It's our teacher Xu who is very good and knows how to send Chu Xiaoran abroad for training."

"Yeah, our teacher Xu's foresight is really amazing, it's like a prophet."

"Isn't the domestic football environment a mess?"

"The Imperial Capital Jing'an team, that is a wealthy club under the banner of the Imperial Capital, can they lose?"

"Pull it down, return the rich club? It's just a bunch of clowns."

"They will definitely be nailed to the pillar of shame this time."

"So what about being nailed to the pillar of shame? Shouldn't you be eating and drinking, with a high salary that ordinary people can't match?"

"Oh, it's really bad."

"If I become the leader of the Sports Bureau in the future, I must clean up all this rubbish."

"Damn! Ambitious, I am optimistic about you."

...

The ball game last night was still fermenting the next day.

Students on Zhenzhong campus are discussing "the goalkeeper is my teacher" while preparing for the upcoming midterm exam.