Chapter 92 God of Gamble

It's another evening self-study time. The classroom of Class 8 of Senior High School is quiet. In addition to the rustling sound of turning over books, there is only the sound of the tip of the pen dancing on the paper.

In the last row of the classroom, Yan Lingfeng coughed gently, and then looked at Han Dengyun's thumb, squeezed his eyebrows and pointed to the podium. The expression seemed to be inappropriate to describe it with the word "obscenity", because Yan Lingfeng at this moment was not obscene, but very obscene.

Han Dengyun's big face turned into a persimmon color, and he knew exactly what Yan Lingfeng wanted to express. In this morning's NBA regular season, the Houston Rockets visited Madison Garden Square in New York. After four quarters of fierce battle with the New York Knicks, they were defeated by Jamal Crawford with a three-pointer in the last second. The Rockets lost, which means that he and Fu Zijun also lost their bet with Yan Lingfeng, and now it's time to fulfill the bet.

Han Dengyun wanted to play tricks, but Fu Zijun stood up carelessly, strode to the podium, covered his mouth and coughed gently, touched the back of his head and smiled awkwardly, "I'm sorry to bother you for a moment. I have something to tell you."

Most of the students in the class stopped their affairs and looked up at Fu Zijun with doubt.

"Well, what I want to talk to everyone seems to be that I, Fu Zijun, am a coward!" Fu Zijun finished saying this sentence at a very fast speed, and then rolled off the stage with his head in his arms. He was a man with big tofu, and he was willing to bet on defeat. Besides, his beloved was not in his class, so he would not be as ink as Han Dengyun.

Fu Zijun's voice fell, and the whole class was in an uproar, and then there was a loud laugh from all corners of the classroom. The monitor Song Deming turned his head and stared at Fu Zijun with resentful eyes. It was not easy for him to be a monitor! When he met such a group of living treasures, he couldn't be beaten and scolded, and his kind words were ineffective. After several times, he had the intention to resign and let Xian.

"Fear, I'm done. Coward, it's your turn. Coward, you are not really a coward!" Fu Zijun ignored Song Deming's grievances and repeated the three words "coward" like a parrot when he returned to his seat. He had been humiliated. At this time, of course, he hoped that someone could share it with him. However, if Han Dengyun doesn't admit it, he can't drag him to the podium, so he can only use the "excited method".

"You are a coward!" Please don't be as good as a fierce general. This move is really useful. After staring at Fu Zijun, Han Dengyun took a deep breath and rushed to the podium with his eyes closed.

"I, Han Dengyun, am a coward!"

Han Dengyun almost roared this sentence. After roaring, he hurried to escape from this sad place, but in panic, he staggered and was tripped by the desk legs in the front row. With a "plop", his hill-like body fell down.

Han Dengyun's persimmon face turned into a pig liver color. The pain was small and the shame was big, but what made him more embarrassed was that as soon as he raised his head, he looked at Xiang Ziyan with a little resentful eyes in his smile. Xiang Ziyan's seat was in the second row, and Han Dengyun just fell down in front of her.

In the loud laughter of the whole class, Han Dengyun almost climbed back to his seat. He was a thick-skinned person and had nothing to do with being laughed at by the whole world, but it was obvious that Xiang Ziyan was not in the world, so after Han Dengyun returned to his seat, the more he thought about it, the more he became. Fire, the more he thought about it, the more wronged he became. He wanted to cry without tears. He wanted to be angry but no fire. He could only lie on the desk and stare at Yan Lingfeng with hatred, expecting his eyes to become soft fingers. He wrapped Yan Lingfeng's legs and let him fall into a dog and eat shit.

"I hope that if there is nothing serious in the future, I will not interfere with everyone's study. If there is another time, I will definitely report to Mr. Zhu truthfully!"

Song Deming stood up, turned his head and stared at Fu Zijun and Han Dengyun with hatred, and warned loudly, but how deterrent is his warning? I'm afraid he has no hope in his heart.

"A grandstanding, clown behavior!" As soon as Song Deming sat down, Pang Gongliang snorted coldly. His voice was not loud but loud, at least the whole class listened.

Han Dengyun was originally lying on the table like a little girl who was wronged. Pang Gongliang's words suddenly made him blow up the temple and suddenly patted the table and asked, "What the hell, who are you talking about?"

Pang Gongliang snorted coldly again, "I will say whoever thinks he looks like a clown!" I've seen a lot of shameless people, but I haven't seen naughty people yet!"

Han Dengyun was angry and had nowhere to go. Pang Gongliang hit his muzzle. After listening to Pang Gongliang's sarcasm, he couldn't stand it. He was about to raise his fist and rush up under the crown. However, as soon as he raised his foot, he saw those very familiar eyes with reproach and questioning, just like the bright stars illuminating people's hearts in the night. Han Dengyun hit a thrill, smiled and took back his raised fist and touched the back of his head.

Xiang Ziyan stared at Han Dengyun and hummed. Seeing that he was honest, he turned his head.

Pang Gongliang didn't know that he had wandered around outside the ghost gate. Seeing that he was honest, all the flames just now disappeared. I don't know why, I thought it was his hegemony, so Han Dengyun was convinced by the horse, smiled proudly, and stopped when it was good, and did not take advantage of the victory to pursue it.

Originally, a good self-study class was stirred into the vegetable market by Han Dengyun, and the students had no intention to study by themselves, whispering to Han Dengyun's IQ problem one by one. Han Dengyun was even more aggrieved to death. He was afraid that Xiang Ziyan would stare at him, but he let go of Pang Gongliang, who dared to flirt with his tiger whiskers, and he was unwilling, so he was planning how to clean up Pang Gongliang without Xiang Ziyan's knowledge.

Yan Lingfeng, the originator, was very happy. Fu Zijun made a fool of himself and Han Dengyun was devastated. As a good brother, Yan Lingfeng was not worried, but also gloated. Fu Zijun said, "It is said that Liu Zhiwei's children's shoes and Xiangziyan children's shoes have a good relationship like sisters. When do you think she will know what happened just now?"

Fu Zijun was putting his hands together and meditating in his heart. He secretly prayed that Liu Zhiwei would never know his ugly state just now, but Yan Lingfeng did not mention which pot. Fu Zijun was annoyed, so he immediately sent out a look that could kill people.

Yan Lingfeng smiled carelessly. He has seen a lot of this kind of look, and there have been antibodies in his body for a long time. "The next Rockets game is to play the Clippers away. Do you still want to bet?"

"Bet your sister!" Fu Zijun muttered. Now he understands that he made a bet with Yan Lingfeng, a cunning guy and guaranteed that he would lose ten bets, so he shook his head firmly. The Rockets won or lost or even crashed had nothing to do with him. Why bother to put his face for this penny relationship?

Yan Lingfeng saw that Fu Zijun was not on the hook, so he turned his head and looked at Han Dengyun. Before he could speak, he saw Han Dengyun's head shaking like a rattle, "You liar, I won't be fooled by you again!"

Yan Lingfeng laughed dumbly. When did he become a liar again? I want to come to Han Dengyun to watch too many Hong Kong movies. He arbitraryly thinks that the so-called gambling gods are liars who can cheat, but he is really wronged! Yan Lingfeng can't wait to issue an announcement to prove that he is not bullied and will never cheat! But after a moment of hesitation, I still gave up this plan. No matter what I say, no one dares to gamble with me now. With a sigh, the master was lonely. After Dugu begged for defeat, Yan Lingfeng buried himself in the martial arts novel again.

As the saying goes, good things don't go out, and bad things spread thousands of miles away. Fu Zijun's prayer didn't work. Liu Zhiwei still knew his embarrassing things, and knew it quickly. Poor Zijun could only explain with an aggrieved face for a long time before successfully shifting Liu Zhiwei's attention to the innocent Yan Lingfeng.

So, overnight, Yan Lingfeng became a bad guy in the eyes of Liu Zhiwei and Xiang Ziyan. Overnight, almost the whole higher-level department was rumored about Yan Lingfeng's damage. Poor Yan Lingfeng, who is confused, has become a typical model of a bad student.

The final decision of the organizing committee of the competition on the basketball game was finally released. Due to serious violations of discipline and regulations between Shuiyun No. 1 Middle School and Shuiyun, the final qualification of the two teams was cancelled, and the champion of the competition was won by the third place Shuiyun No. 4 Middle School. At the same time, this resolution also severely criticized the division of Shuiyun No.1 Middle School and disqualified Shuiyun No.1 Middle School from hosting a basketball game for high school students in Shuiyun City.

Of course, it's not all bad news. At the end of this final resolution, the organizing committee of the competition finally rewarded a sweet date after hitting Shuiyun Yizhong two sticks, that is, the qualification of high school students in Yantai area basketball on behalf of Shuiyun finally fell to Shuiyun No.1 Middle School.

Zhu Yao can't laugh or cry with this notice. This may be the legendary official article. The whole resolution looks stable and well-founded. But in fact, it was full of loopholes, and there was no problem to punish the division of Shuiyun No.1 Middle School. After all, the scene at that time was extremely chaotic, and many students of No.1 Middle School participated in the fight. However, it is a little too dramatic to judge the attribution of the champion. The strength of Shuiyun No. 4 Middle School and the height of No. 1 Middle School are not a star. Wearing the champion's hat on their heads is simply an insult to Shuiyun basketball. Maybe those leaders also know this. Although they gave the champion to No. 4 Middle School, they awarded the qualification to the Yantai Regional Competition to No. 1 Middle School, which made a little feel that No. 1 Middle School committed meritorious service.

The basketball team has been disbanded after the end of the basketball game in Shuiyun City, but now it has received the task given by the superiors and can only be regrouped. Zhu Yao said that he is still the nominal acting head coach of the school team, so President Sui called Zhu Yao to the office as soon as he received the notice.

"Principal Sui, to tell you the truth, my level as a scout is not bad, but if you let me continue to serve as this head coach, I'm afraid I'm not competent."

Zhu Yao put the notice aside and hesitated to say to Principal Sui.

"Mr. Zhu, you are too modest. We all see your teaching level. Don't refuse. We all trust you very much!"

Principal Sui came out from behind his desk and sat down until Zhu Yao patted him on the shoulder and encouraged him.

"Principal Sui, I'm really not modest. Don't drive ducks to the shelves. I'm psychologically aware of the importance of this basketball competition to our No.1 Middle School. That's why I dare not take this burden!" Zhu Yao smiled bitterly and insisted on refusing.

"This..." Principal Sui saw Zhu Yao's resolute attitude and fell into hesitation for a moment. Zhu Yao was right. This competition was really important to Shuiyun No.1 Middle School, especially him, the principal. The riot in the final is said to have made many municipal party leaders very dissatisfied, and there was also a lot of pressure on his head. The leaders of the municipal party committee did not care about the past and handed over the difficult and glorious task of representing Shuiyun to the competition. They must live up to the trust of the leaders. Even if you can't win the championship, you can't always be at the bottom. Shuiyun City's economic development has been at the bottom in three districts, four cities and one county in Yantai for many years. If you return from this basketball game, it must be very uncomfortable in the hearts of the leaders of the municipal party committee and the municipal government. If the leader is not good, his headmaster may feel better?

Thinking of this, Principal Sui sighed again, looked at Zhu Yao and asked, "Mr. Zhu, tell me the truth, if you are asked to lead the team to the game, can you guarantee that the team will not count down?"

"I can't guarantee it." Zhu Yao shook his head and said, "Principal Sui, I don't know anything about the situation of other teams. When my confidants don't know each other, I can't make a correct judgment."

Principal Sui rubbed the back of his head annoyance and said to himself, "What should I do?" The competition is coming soon. Where can I find a good coach at this time?

Zhu Yao hesitated and said tentatively, "Principal Sui, how about giving Lao Huang another chance?"

"Impossible!" Principal Sui immediately waved his hand and said, "This bastard! I'm already particularly grateful for not dismissing him. I absolutely don't agree to let him lead the team to play the game again. This guy is so heartless that he may sell the team at any time!"