Chapter 17

Li Xiaofan said faintly.

"No harm."

"If I run with him, I'll bully him."

As soon as he said this, there was a sound of ridicule around him.

"It's arrogant to talk big."

"See how he loses."

"I think he was scared silly."

"Shit, these days, he's pretending to break it."

By this time, Yang Zimo had run nearly half, while Li Xiaofan had not caught up.

"Hum, compared with me, teacher, you will lose."

Whoosh!

As a result, as soon as he had finished speaking, he suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing around him and a residual shadow flashed past.

In the blink of an eye, Li Xiaofan reached the end position. He was turning around and looking at him with a smile, joking.

"Classmate Yang Zimo, you run too slowly."

Yang Zimo was surprised.

"How is this possible? The speed is too abnormal."

The onlookers were also shocked.

Yang Shaokun's face was gloomy.

In fact, he was the one who secretly instigated Yang Zimo to make trouble.

Just when he got the news, he called Yang Zimo.

Yang Zimo also looked at the new teacher, so they hit it off.

I thought that as soon as Yang Zimo came up, he could take the hick. Who ever wanted to lose so quickly.

But Yang Shaokun is not in a hurry. The good play has just begun.

Li Xiaofan said with a smile.

"How about you, Yang Zimo?"

Yang Zimo said angrily.

"I don't agree. We're throwing shot put."

"Whatever! No matter what you compare today, the teacher can crush you steadily!"

This made Yang Zimo's nose crooked.

The world record for throwing shot put is 22.47 meters.

Yang Zimo can throw 21 meters, which is a terrible distance.

How can Li Xiaofan compare with him.

Soon, Yang Zimo threw the shot put in his hand in a standard posture, and the whole audience burst into applause.

"Teacher, it's your turn."

Yang Zimo clapped his hands and said triumphantly.

Li Xiaofan said.

"Go and get me a shot that is twice as heavy as Yang Zimo."

As soon as this was said, it caused a burst of ridicule in the audience.

"Shit, it's coming again. Can this guy not pretend like that?"

"See how he turns into a fool later."

"Shit, a double shot can't kill your pretender."

Soon, a boy brought a large shot put with both hands. Because it was too heavy, the boy was panting and sweating.

But Li Xiaofan caught it lightly and threw it gently in his hand.

Then he threw it out.

Whoosh!

The shot put turned into a straight parallel line in the air and smashed the campus wall 50 or 60 meters away, revealing a big hole.

After seeing this scene, the whole audience was stunned.

The previous mockery and noise suddenly stopped and became quiet. You can hear it when you drop a needle on the ground.

Especially Yang Zimo, his eyes stared like copper bells, and his face was full of horror.

He couldn't believe that someone in the world could throw the shot put to such a terrible level.

Is this still human!

Li Xiaofan turned around, looked at Yang Zimo and asked with a smile.

"How about not obeying?"

Yang Zimo bit his teeth.

"Not satisfied."

"Finally, let's compare the run-up and long jump. If you can beat me this time, I'll convince you!"

The world record for run-up and long jump is 8.95 meters.

And he Yang Zimo can jump 8.2 meters, and no one in the school can.

In the field, they saw that after Yang Zimo ran up for a distance, he fell like a flying man and splashed a piece of sand and dust.

There was another round of applause.

The cheers around made Yang Zimo elated, looked at Li Xiaofan and said proudly.

"What's up, Miss Li? Be afraid. I tell you, run-up and long jump are my best sports. I think you can beat me."

Li Xiaofan shook his head with disdain.

"If you jump so close, you'll be ashamed."

"Open your eyes and see clearly. The teacher will teach you what is long jump."

With that, Li Xiaofan stood on the take-off line, saving even the run-up.

There was another mockery all around.

"Shit, standing long jump also wants to beat the run-up long jump. It's just wishful thinking." "yes, who does he think he is?" "this time he will lose!" "yes, he will lose completely." "see how he can gain a foothold on the campus in the future." as soon as everyone said that, Li Xiaofan jumped out, with a distance of 15 or 6 meters, twice that of Yang Zimo. If Xuantian immortal Zun wants to, he can jump out of the campus wall with his eyes closed. Of course, that would be shocking. Yang Zimo was completely stupid this time. He couldn't help swallowing saliva. He didn't look back for a long time. The onlookers were also surprised. In particular, the expression on Yang Shaokun's face was extremely wonderful. He could drip water and scolded secretly. "Waste, it's waste." after that, he led a group of people away in dismay. This way, Li Xiaofan asks Yang Zimo. "What's up, Yang Zimo? What else can you say now?" what else can Yang Zimo say? Like frosted eggplant, the whole person is absent. But he is not the kind of person who can't afford to lose, he said sincerely. "Mr. Li, I'm completely convinced this time." "I'm Yang Zimo. From today on, I'll go back to the classroom and have class honestly." Li Xiaofan nods. "That's what a student looks like." before leaving, Yang Zimo seemed to think of something, hesitated, and finally told Li Xiaofan. "But, teacher, you should be careful." "in fact, Yang Shaokun ordered me to do all this. That guy is insidious. It's good to make Yin moves behind his back. You can do it yourself." Yang Shaokun! Li Xiaofan smiled coldly. How could he not know that in his previous life, this guy instigated students to oppose him everywhere. Even if he was transferred to look at the gate, the other party would not let him go. After this incident, the students of class 30 of senior high school had to look at the new head teacher with new eyes. Every student looked at him with awe in his eyes, and no one dared to make a mistake in front of him. However, there are still several students in the class who haven't come back to class. The leader is Su Minghao. Su Minghao's family background is very deep. Not to mention teachers, even the senior leaders of the school dare not manage. Li Xiaofan said to Yang Zimo. "Yang Zimo, you tell the leader to limit him to come to class tomorrow, otherwise he will bear the consequences." Yang Zimo swallowed his saliva and said carefully. "Teacher, that man is the boss of our school. You can't afford it at all. If you want me to say it, forget it." Yang Zimo was also kind. A trace of irony flashed in Li Xiaofan's eyes and said faintly. "It's not time for one of his students to dominate the school, so I'll inform him according to what I say. Do you understand?" "I understand, teacher." Yang Zimo sighed. During the second break. Yang Zimo found a place where there was no one and began to call. After playing several times in succession, it was connected there, and a roar came directly. "Yang Zimo, do you fucking know I'm training." "do you fucking bother with the phone ringing blindly over and over again." even across the cell phone, Yang Zimo was scared enough and stammered.