Chapter 999 Reality 10
"You lose."
Zhang Xincheng said.
However, the next moment, he suddenly felt an extremely strong sense of danger coming. He hurriedly let go of his hand and took two steps back.
In an instant, the clothes on his chest were torn to pieces by some force, and cracked wounds appeared on large areas of his skin.
Blood gushed out.
Fu Anan, who was blood-thirsty, jumped up in an instant, kicked him to the ground, and pinched his neck with his fingers.
Zhang Xincheng was stunned by this strange attack, "I lost."
"No."
Noticing the blood on his chest, Fu Anan quickly stood up. Just as she was about to continue speaking, she suddenly felt a sweet sensation in her throat. "Ugh!"
One was bleeding, the other was vomiting blood.
Both of them were taken to the infirmary.
The crowd watching the game was left bewildered, especially those who had placed bets. “Is this a win or a loss?”
“Draw, draw!”
The dealer shouted that all the supplies belonged to him.
"Fuck you!"
The person who placed the bet immediately got angry and said, "Are you deaf? Didn't you hear Captain Zhang say that he lost? This round won't kill you."
"Why should I pay compensation? It's clearly a draw."
The dealer insisted.
The people who placed bets surrounded him and said, "Your words have no final say. Could you please give us your judgment, Master Fu and the others?"
Pingli arrived a little too late. Fu Yizhi had already gone to the infirmary, leaving only a few team members to pack up. Two people were about to move the table Fu Yizhi had just used. As the person on the right touched the table, a piece of the heavy solid wood chipped off the corner.
The man was stunned and quickly called the team leader in charge.
It is not a neat cut, and there are obvious signs of external compression.
The team leader recalled Fu Yizhi's hand that had been placed there just now, and then looked at the unlucky guy, "You didn't break it, move it back."
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Infirmary
Zhang Xincheng is bandaging his wound.
Fu Anan is undergoing an internal medicine examination.
Fu Yizhi sat in the middle, looking at the two of them coldly. He hadn't lost his temper just now, but now it was time to lecture them.
The first to be attacked was Master Zhang. "Zhang Xincheng, have I ever told you the requirements for in-group sparring?"
"Yes."
Zhang Xincheng sat up straight upon hearing this, "When we're sparring amongst ourselves, we should stop when it's time."
"So, is that all you need for today? Do you need me to set up the ICU for you?"
Hearing this, Zhang Xincheng stood up immediately without caring about the bandage, "I'm sorry, Master Fu, it's all my fault."
"Hey, no, no, no!"
Fu Anan, who was listening nearby, quickly stood up and said, "Brother Fu, this is what I discussed with Master yesterday. Don't punish him, if you want to punish someone, it should be me."
Fu Yizhi looked over expressionlessly, "Do you think you can escape?"
Well……
Fu Anan stood there, pinching her fingers nervously.
The atmosphere in the infirmary suddenly froze, the doctors inside not daring to move, acting as a background. Master Fu's angry look was terrifying, and no one dared to breathe.
Blood was seeping out of Zhang Xincheng's chest again.
"Sit down and get bandaged."
Fu Yizhi said coldly, "Write a 5,000-word self-criticism before tomorrow and post it on the bulletin board on the fourth floor."
This punishment is okay, much gentler than before, but it's a bit embarrassing.
Fu Anan breathed a sigh of relief.
Then Fu Yizhi looked over.
That look from the Dean of Academic Affairs...
"Brother Fu, a 5,000-word self-review, I understand!"
"Write 15,000 words. Reflect on at least three dimensions. Write clearly and clearly, and speak with sincerity. I'll check it. If it doesn't pass, rewrite it. Give it to me three days after the competition ends."
Fu Yizhi, the headmaster, has no feelings.
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