V2.Chapter 218

Zeyu is a young man who also looks very tall. At the moment, there are two people behind him, and three people really look like a little master.

Like the contestants, the people on the scene, including the South Korean delegation, all looked at Zeyu at the same time.

Even Han Quanzhu's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Brother Zeyu, this way!"

The little fat man stood on the chair excitedly and waved to Zeyu.

Others, though not as exaggerated as he was, were full of excitement and expectation.

Taking advantage of Zeyu, the old driver asked Wen Xiaoshu in a low voice, "is Zeyu also a member of your association?"

As a result, Wen Xiaoshu hasn't spoken yet, and the horsetail girl nearby has answered for her. Her words are full of admiration for Ze Yu and Disdain for Su Qiubai.

"Of course, you know what! Elder martial brother Zeyu is the first master of our association besides Ouyang, and he has won many martial arts competitions. Now he's going to make a move, and these Koreans are sure to lose! "

After that, the horsetail girl secretly turns her lips to Su Qiubai.

Although I didn't say it directly, I was obviously very dissatisfied with the new teacher. Maybe It's that bad impression that's contagious.

Su Qiubai didn't say anything. For a girl with so many children, especially now that she is a teacher, there is no need to care with her.

Wen Xiaoshu, however, is very helpless. He smiles at Su Qiubai apologetically, and then continues to explain, "Ze Yu is very powerful, and the two around him are all experts of our Wushu Association. This time, the president is not here, so we have to rely on them."

Nodding, Su Qiubai did not ask much.

In his eyes, this so-called competition is no different from kindergarten children fighting.

Is it difficult for you to expect these students who don't even know what they are to make su Qiubai feel excited?

Therefore, he went far beyond the realm, which led him to enjoy the atmosphere at this moment, and there was no need to be angry with a few children.

As for going on stage That's even more boring. He can stab his opponent with one finger. He's really worried that if he can't control his first time in school, he'll add a lot of trouble.

While talking, Zeyu over there has come.

"Miss Wen, we are late."

After walking to the side of the table, Ze Yu said to Wen Xiaoshu with a smile that he was very confident and obviously had strong confidence in his own strength.

"Not too late, just in time, come on!"

Wen Xiaoshu waved his fist at the three people and made an action to cheer them up.

Then, Zeyu's smile stopped in the middle.

"Who is he?"

With these words, he looked at Su Qiubai next to him, with a bad look on his face.

The old driver took a look at him. If it wasn't for his identity as a teacher, he should always remember to be magnanimous to his students. Maybe he would curse.

That's a lot of students, isn't it? One by one!

"This is our new teacher, Miss Su! Come with me and cheer for you. "

Su Qiuchang said that he was worried about what the other people were talking about.

Reading Wen Xiaoshu, the old driver didn't pay much attention to it. Anyway, he thought it was a bit boring to run to watch the game.

Then, Ze Yu glanced at Su Qiubai. He didn't mean to say hello at all. Instead, he continued to smile and said to Wen Xiaoshu, "teacher Wen, we will definitely win the next competition!"

Originally, because of Zeyu's rude behavior, Wen Xiaoshu was angry.

Su Qiubai is a school teacher, these students again and again, again and again do not respect him!

What's more, before they didn't want to watch the game, they were pulled by themselves. Now they are so uncomfortable with Su Qiubai, which makes her feel very uncomfortable!

But after hearing Ze Yu's words, Wen Xiaoshu couldn't get angry.

Now they are going to compete on behalf of the martial arts association. They can't scold them any more at this moment. They can only continue to encourage them. After watching Zeyu prepare for the stage, they start to chat with Su Qiubai in a low voice.

"Mr. Su, I'm really sorry. It's my fault today I'll treat you to dinner, will you? "

Wen Xiaoshu's appearance was very careful. At last, he was not used to saying this kind of words, but he said it because of his apology.

After that, his face turned a little red.

Waving her hand, Su Qiubai also smiles.

"It's OK. What's the matter with a group of children? Let's watch the game and start!"

Sure enough, as soon as he said that, Wen Xiaoshu's eyes quickly turned to the stage.At this moment, the Korean player with long hair will send the topic to the stage, while the boy named Zhao Wei beside Zeyu stands on the stage with a jump.

With his action, the audience immediately cheered.

After all, this is our home court, the momentum must not be weak!

Then, the atmosphere became tense again. Because of the provocative words, the two players on the stage didn't have any intention to communicate at all. After a few seconds of confrontation, they suddenly rushed to the front together and then handed over their hands.

Almost everyone is nervous looking at the stage, Su Qiubai's voice suddenly sounded in Wen Xiaoshu's ear.

"That Zhao Wei is going to lose."

What he said was very calm. Almost at the moment when the two men had just played each other, they had already made a judgment.

Originally, he just chatted with Wen Xiaoshu casually, but because these seats were too close to each other, and everyone was silent at the moment, many people nearby heard him.

Wen Xiaoshu didn't say anything. Several people were angry and looked at Su Qiubai.

What's more, he murmured a few times.

Wen Xiaoshu is a little confused. Although she says she has not learned martial arts very much, she can barely see it because she often participates in activities with the association.

At the moment, the two people on the stage are obviously equal and hard to part. Why does Su Qiubai conclude that Zhao Wei is going to lose?

Let alone her, other people are almost the same idea, even a large number of people watching the game on stage, feel that Zhao Wei will win this victory!

But Wen Xiaoshu didn't even have time to ask Su Qiubai about it. He saw that Zhao Wei was kicked off the stage. At the same time, a smile flashed in the eyes of the long haired Korean.

Cheers rang out again from the position of the South Korean delegation, and the students at Beidu University were quieter.

Especially here in the contestant's table, although everyone didn't speak, several people looked at Su Qiubai with bad complexion. It seemed that the reason why Su Qiubai lost the game was because of Su Qiubai's words.

The old driver is still calm, this level of fighting, he can see at a glance behind all the process, so determine Zhao Wei will lose is too simple.

Then, another person from Zeyu went on the stage.

then, as like as two peas. Although it seems to be fighting for a long time, but still by this long hair Korean to beat down the stage!

The atmosphere in the gymnasium is quieter, and there is no sound in the players' seats. Everyone's eyes are looking at Zeyu. At the moment, he is the last hope of the Chinese Wushu Association.

Even Wen Xiaoshu held his hands tightly together and prayed secretly.

Finally, Zeyu was on the stage.

And this time, Su Qiubai's voice is gently sounded.

"I can win this time."

Everyone didn't speak. Wen Xiaoshu didn't say anything because he watched the game.

But in many people's hearts, they all despise Su Qiubai, which means You know shit!

It has to be said that Zeyu is really powerful. In just a few minutes, he knocked the long hair Korean to the ground.

Immediately, the scene set off a tsunami general cheers, everyone's breath for a long time, finally spit out!

The contestant seat is also extremely excited, probably the only calm is Su Qiubai.

As for his previous sentence, no one can remember it, and no one will believe that he really saw the result of the game and said that, but thought that the blind cat hurt the dead mouse.

However, the upsurge of the scene did not last long, and the smile on Zeyu's face did not fully unfold.

A man suddenly stood up from the South Korean delegation, then took a few steps to the front of the stage, then turned over and stood on it.

Han Quanzhu Out of the station!