If she fails to make it to the finals, Lan Ziye will become a laughing stock, and she will also become a laughing stock. Not only will she be a laughing stock, but she will also not be able to stay in Lanxuan Academy because of Chu Yu's constant revenge.
Should she take a gamble?
She really wanted to call her father and ask him what choice she should make.
"You don't need to give me an answer right away. If you're willing, just stand up and support me when we need to form a team!" Lan Ziye saw Lan Rongrong's hesitation and smiled.
Lan Rongrong looked at Lan Ziye gratefully and silently moved to a seat three seats away from Lan Ziye.
The classroom suddenly became quiet. Lan Ziye looked up and saw a burly man walking into the classroom with a blackboard pointer. The man was about 1.9 meters tall, with a short haircut, a square face, small eyes, a high nose, and thick lips. He was wearing a loose tracksuit and sweatpants. He didn't look handsome at all, but he exuded majesty and dominance.
Lan Ziye was a little surprised. She was very familiar with this person. He was the boxing champion in the black market for a whole year, the king of Beiming Street, also known as Yama Jun, Ji Xiong.
Lan Ziye raised a smile: I never thought this guy would come to Lanxuan Academy to be a martial arts teacher! This Lanxuan Academy is really all-encompassing, and they dare to recruit all kinds of talents! Hey (▔, ▔)ㄏ
Thinking of this, Lan Ziye looked at the beams with melancholy. If she hadn't gone to the Lan family to recognize her relatives, could she have also come here to be a teacher? →_→
However, after thinking about it, she decided to forget it. After all, she still got so much pocket money every month. The key was that she had all the benefits that students could have, such as the prizes of this competition, the essence stone artifacts; such as the year-end scholarship, the statue of the goddess Athena.
Ji Xiong was slightly startled when he saw Lan Ziye sitting in the last row. Why was the Twelve Young Master here? And he was his student, right? (?o?)
However, in just a moment, Ji Xiong returned to normal.
It doesn’t matter to him where the Twelve Young Master likes to wander around. He just needs to be a teacher and get paid.
"Dear students, the annual martial arts league has begun again. Last year and the year before, your class's results were not ideal, but this year is different, because your martial arts teacher is me, Ji Xiong. So, no matter what, you have to show me good results this year!" Ji Xiong spoke majestically at the podium.
He then glanced at everyone present and asked in a cold voice, "Where are Meng Yuan and Jin Xu?"
Chu Yu stood up and replied seriously, "Teacher, Meng Yuan and Jin Xu are in the hospital and haven't returned to class yet!"
Ji Xiong's face instantly turned awkward.
Some students in the audience laughed secretly. Ji Xiong was so motivated, but they didn't hold out any hope. Instead, they thought the teacher was childish, unrealistic, and ridiculous!
Lan Ziye couldn't help but cover his forehead: Ji Xiong is so short of money that he even takes a job like this. He is going to ruin his reputation! -_-||
There was a hint of disappointment in Ji Xiong's eyes, but when he saw Lan Ziye sitting there, the light in his eyes brightened again, and there was some inquiry in his eyes.
Rumors spread throughout the martial arts world that Twelve Young Master Lan had risen to prominence, undefeated. Some even said he was even more formidable than even this boxing champion. He had long wanted to meet the Twelve Young Master from Nanwang Street.
What he didn't expect was that they would meet here, so let him see how powerful this fifteen or sixteen-year-old kid is!
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