Chapter 52 I Found a Job
I can’t tell you now!
Coach Dong and his assistant had this conversation at the martial arts hall, without hiding from others.
No. 15 Middle School is the only one that participates in the martial arts competition. Except for those who go to participate in the competition, the other students are basically left alone.
One high has basically no impact.
Of course, those who go to participate in the competition will practice individually, but their place is large, the facilities are complete, and there are many coaches, so other students can still do what they are supposed to do.
At this time, Coach Dong and his assistant were standing there discussing the semi-finals. Many people pricked up their ears, and some came over here intentionally or unintentionally.
The two of them didn't intentionally increase the volume, so those who were far away couldn't hear it, but those who were nearby... all heard something.
Especially Coach Dong’s last sentence, that slap on his thigh, that joy.
When the students saw this, they had only one feeling: They really shouldn't have any illusions!
The five participating students looked at each other - they had to rely on themselves for the rest of the competition.
Noticing something was amiss in the students' gazes, Coach Dong coughed and said, "Don't be afraid of No. 15 Middle School. They're definitely afraid of us."
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"That Yang Zheng is a bit evil, but she's alone."
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"Don't worry, I have a solution."
"...Well, coach, your method is..." After hesitating for a moment, Gou Fu, the most powerful member of the five-member team, spoke.
“…I can’t tell you yet.”
The five students, including the assistant, all looked at him with suspicion, and there was a big question mark on everyone's face.
Coach Dong raised his eyes and said, "Trust me!"
He spoke with certainty, and the others nodded, but the expressions on their faces all looked like they would be in trouble if they believed him.
Coach Dong was very hurt. He thought, did he go to watch No. 15 Middle School's game for nothing? Did he study Yang Zheng for nothing? Even the guy from No. 25 Middle School knew to look for Yang Zheng's video. How could he not have looked for it?
How could he not find something that could be found even in No. 25 Middle School?
Why do these people always doubt him? He just hasn't figured out one thing yet.
Thinking of this, he thought of another person, and then thought of the agreement between that person and himself. He thought that no matter how late it was, he would go find that person and ask again.
If that person agrees... Of course, even if he agrees, it's too late this time, so who else can he be afraid of?
As he was thinking, he heard someone calling him, and then he saw a figure that had been haunting him. It was so unexpected that he rubbed his eyes in disbelief. After making sure that he was not dazzled, he laughed and pounced on him. The person he pounced on wanted to hide, but there was no way he could avoid him, and in the end he was hugged by him.
"Chen Jiebing! Haha! You're here! You're finally here! I told you you'd come! Goufu Goufu, come meet your new junior brother!"
He called out loudly. Gou Fu, who was addressed by him, blushed, while Chen Jiebing, who was held by him, also showed an unusual look of discomfort on her face: "Coach Dong..."
"Yeah, yes, come on, scream again."
"Coach Dong, I'm here to pay you back." He took out an envelope and waved his hand. "Hey, didn't I tell you this is your subsidy? Why pay it back? I'll tell you..."
Coach Dong was originally filled with excitement, but when he saw that Chen Jiebing didn't take the envelope back and that her face was filled with apology, his voice gradually softened. After a moment, he said with some difficulty, "Xiaobing, this... isn't what I meant, right?"
As he spoke, his eyes blinked back and forth, with an expression that said, "You absolutely must agree with me." But to his disappointment, Chen Jiebing's expression showed the opposite result: "I'm sorry, Coach Dong."
Coach Dong was heartbroken: "How could this be possible?"
"I'm so sorry, Coach Dong, but you know I've never been interested in martial arts. Please accept this. Thank you very much for your help earlier."
Coach Dong looked at the envelope but didn't take it. After a moment, he sighed and said, "Forget it. Just consider this an unexpected expense for the martial arts club. You don't have to be polite to me. This money..."
“I have an income.”
Coach Dong was stunned. Chen Jiebing smiled a bit sheepishly. "There's a factory... I can't tell you what it is right now, but they asked me to shoot something and gave me quite a bit of money... well, maybe not too much, but it's enough for me, so please take it back."
As he spoke, he stuffed the envelope into his hand, bowed, turned and walked out.
Coach Dong held the envelope in his hand and gritted his teeth, "I want to know what kind of factory that is!"
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"I'm going to execute their entire family, torn into pieces by five horses, and torture them to death!"
Everyone in the martial arts department felt their scalps tingle, and then, in perfect tacit understanding, they began to work diligently.
Time always flies quickly, and in just two or three days, it was competition day again.
On this day, the martial arts hall in Biandong City can be described as packed.
Not to mention that all the students from No. 15 Middle School came, almost all the students from No. 1 High School came as well.
Originally, the students of No. 1 High School didn't really like this kind of occasion. It wasn't that they didn't love the school, but getting first place seemed too easy and unchallenging. Instead of cheering for the martial arts club, they would have been better off doing a few more math problems - in this school, if you could sleep a little longer, you might as well fall behind.
So, for example, No. 25 Middle School even has a dedicated cheering team. No. 1 High School has really returned to its roots. It wouldn't be a big deal if they didn't have a cheering team, but every time they come to cheer, they have to draw lots...
Without some hard and fast rules, students won’t like to come!
This time, quite a few students came on their own accord. In their words, they came to see how the martial arts club lost...
These words made everyone in the martial arts club, especially the president Gou Fu, feel like they were rejected by the world.
He said to his teammates, "Tell me, what sin have we committed?"
"...President, let's put all that aside for now. Regarding the coach...is there any solution?"
"I think there should be. Even though the coach is a little... there is still a way."
Several team members looked at him, not knowing whether to believe it or not.
Coach Dong is quite capable, but he never gives people a sense of security.
They were right. Until the game started, Coach Dong did not give them any specific solutions. He just called up a player who was originally a substitute.
This team member is called Yuan Zhen. He practices deer play and has just reached level four.
In other schools, Yuan Zhen would definitely be the pillar of the school, but in No. 1 High School, he has just entered the substitute position - Yang Zheng was right, No. 1 High School does not have any acquired high-level students now, but they have a lot of acquired mid-level students.
Yes, a lot.
The five contestants are all at the intermediate level of acquired cultivation. Here, Yuan Zhen is almost the least noticeable one.
He was only at level four and had only mastered two moves. Coach Dong suddenly promoted him to the official team member. He was very confused and felt a little panicked.
What made him even more panic was that Coach Dong ranked him first.
It’s one thing for him to become a regular team member, but he was also the first to appear on the court... well, his family doesn’t have the money to give a gift to the coach.
It was Gou Fu who comforted him: "Don't think too much, everyone knows the coach."
"ah……"
"The coach must have considered it for a reason if he promoted you."
Yuan Zhen looked at him with gratitude, almost in tears: "Then President, what do you think the coach is thinking?"
"...Let's wait for the coach to come."
Just as they were thinking about this, Coach Dong walked in. His face was filled with sorrow and he said as soon as he entered: "This time, we must win! We must win!"
Everyone looked at him, feeling a little bit uncomfortable.
Warriors pursue victory, no one wants to lose. This is not only a matter of honor, but also a brand that seeps into the bone marrow.
But maybe it’s because I’ve won too many times, so when it comes to the first place, I don’t really care too much.
Although Coach Dong is their head coach, his personality is quite eccentric. This must be... It's really not something he would say.
"Just now, I went to see the coach of No. 25 Middle School." He lowered his eyes and spoke slowly, "I got more confirmed information from him. Fang Hua, aren't you wondering why you were transferred here? Because you have the best endurance, and you're practicing the deer trick. Did you see how Ma Chao did it? I need you to be like him. And, I want you to do it more times than he did! Gou Fu, you go next! You do the same as Yuan Zhen, only more!"
He looked at Gou Fu, who nodded slowly but solemnly.
He turned his gaze to a tall, dark-skinned young man: "Fang Hua, you are the third one. If nothing unexpected happens, the battle can end at Gou Fu's place. But if something unexpected happens, then you will be our last line of defense."
Fang Hua secretly clenched his fists and nodded vigorously.
Coach Dong looked at them and smiled slightly.
Several teenagers suddenly felt tears welling up in their eyes.
They and No. 25 Middle School are old rivals. They don't think much of No. 25 Middle School, which has always wanted to catch up with them. But this time, their coach went to No. 25 Middle School to inquire about the news.
Yes, the two coaches often work together, but no one will easily reveal any information to the other. Now, Coach Dong has received the confirmed information. What did he exchange for?
What did he do with the coach at No. 25 Middle School?
he……
Several teenagers couldn't help but think of Coach Dong's servile and fawning behavior. Thinking of that scene, they couldn't help but grit their teeth.
To win!
Several young men clenched their fists and vowed in their hearts that they must win, no matter what!
Yigao entered the competition arena with an almost tragic momentum, and Yang Zheng quickly felt the pressure.
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I forgot to send out red envelopes at the integer again. Well, I added it to this chapter. Before the next chapter is published tomorrow, please leave a two-point comment on this chapter to get a red envelope~
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