Chapter 701 Inspirational CP Face Slap 2
President Fan has his own thoughts.
Xu Hang's lack of overall perspective made him doubt whether Fu Zhi was a relative of Xu Hang's family and was planning to use the backdoor.
Of course, Ouyang Huannai's insistence on explicitly banning Fu Zhi from participating in the competition was indeed a bit overbearing.
Just as I was thinking about it, I heard Xu Hang firmly say: "President Fan, you are the president of the Sports Department, you don't understand the affairs of our shooting department, Fu Zhi I will never give up!"
"you--!"
Fan Aiguo was so angry that he wanted to strangle this stubborn guy to death.
A group of students who were watching the excitement not far away also frowned and discussed in a low voice:
"Does our Brother Xu really want to give up Ouyang Huannai for Fu Zhi? Why do you think this is the case? It doesn't make sense at all!"
"Maybe it was Master Fu Zhi who played solo. After all, we saw her strength with our own eyes that day!"
"...You don't believe what Instructor Jia Liang said about intuition, right? How old is Fu Zhi? I really don't believe that someone is good at studying, has a strong career, and is still so strong at shooting!"
"In fact, from the perspective of comprehensive strength, Miss Ouyang is much stronger than Miss Fu. Even if Miss Fu makes progress in the next year, Miss Ouyang will not be standing still... So, no matter how many years pass, Miss Ouyang will still be stronger than Miss Fu. Of course, this is still the assumption that Fu Zhi can improve. I don't understand Brother Xu, why would he use Miss Fu's uncertain future in exchange for Miss Ouyang's cold eyes!"
"If we don't do well in this third exchange, the audience will throw banana peels at us! It's so annoying, it's too frustrating!"
"But has Miss Ouyang ever been praised by a Li Shen in our circle? She is so lucky! I only regret that I was born too late and my skills are not good enough. I have never even seen what a Li Shen looks like! Experts really only play with experts! Miss Fu is the type that even a Li Shen would not care about!"
"Shh, keep your voices down. Didn't you see that Brother Xu called Fu Zhi to the gymnasium early in the morning? Don't let her hear you when she goes backstage!"
As soon as these words fell, a male voice was heard saying, "So what if you heard it? Survival of the fittest, if she's not good enough, someone else will take the job! Don't say that someone is talented but just lacks skills. There are many cases where hard work overcomes talent. Miss Ouyang was praised by Li Shen himself, and Fu Zhi... haha. She's not even close to Li Shen!"
Fu Li is a legendary figure in the shooting circle. Even if we go back five or six years, some senior members of the national team still regarded Fu Li as their father!
Ouyang Huannai could receive his praise... Who wouldn't be envious of such praise from a god to a mortal? It was like announcing the succession to the throne.
Everyone looked at Zhao Ming sitting in the wheelchair, and then looked at each other.
I just feel that Brother Zhao seems to be a little dissatisfied with Fu Zhi...
Just as I was thinking about it, I saw Xu Hang called Fu Zhi over at some point and explained to the children in the team, "Fu Zhi is a player I am very optimistic about. I hope you believe me, she will definitely have no problem participating in the competition in a year."
The national team has a total of 12 players. Except for the six most talented ones, the remaining substitutes were also injured in the car accident.
Whether they are willing to admit it or not, at this moment, with Weibo making a fuss, they don't want to be labeled as losers.
They desperately hope that there will be a real master who can lead them out of the predicament.
Xu Hang knew very well that only Ouyang Huannai could lead everyone out of the predicament, but he...had to consider the future of the Chinese competition.
This is what Fu Zhi heard when he came in from the front desk.
She probably understood what was happening in front of her. She glanced at Ouyang Huanai who was watching coldly. The other party raised his eyebrows slightly, which was very provocative. As for the others...
Others probably still maintain a wait-and-see attitude.
He was wavering about how much progress Fu Zhi could make, but he also didn't believe that Fu Zhi could really do better than Ouyang Huannai, who was praised by Li Shen.
Especially Zhao Ming, who was sitting in a wheelchair and was the most seriously injured in a car accident two days ago, almost snorted coldly when he saw Fu Zhi.
Ouyang Huannai praised her slowly, "Everyone is born mediocre. Honorary awards are the icing on the cake. Who doesn't spend more than ten years trying hard to get them? But in the end... Tsk, it's still no match for the most unfair system carved out by power!"
yes.
A group of students from the national team couldn't help but think that they had worked hard on shooting for so many years, and their accuracy in shooting moving targets was much higher than Fu Zhi's, but they had never seen their coach praise them like this, but what about Fu Zhi?
Relying on her good looks and Jia Liang's compliments, her value was inflated!
Why not say that Fu Zhi resembles someone else? Why can't we verify who he resembles? He looks like Ouyang Zhui who has been dead for eight hundred years and has never shown his face in front of anyone!
Isn't this a dead end with no evidence? !
Seeing that the emotions of the people around him were aroused by his two words, Ouyang Huannai slightly curled his lips and laughed sarcastically.
Fan Aiguo, who was standing next to her, frowned. "Naina, this exchange competition concerns the country and the image of the shooting department in everyone's eyes. Can you take a step back..."
"Uncle Fan!"
Ouyang Huannai was arrogant, "I can take a step back on some issues, but I'm sorry about the issues of principle. I still say that I will only play when Fu Zhi is permanently out of the game!"
Fan Aiguo: “…”
If you want to take advantage of someone's misfortune, go to the capital to find Ouyang.
Fan Aiguo's face turned pale, and he said something that was a bit morally blackmailing. As long as the conflict between Ouyang Huannai and Fu Zhi was not about revenge for their father's murder, could it not be resolved privately regardless of any favors or grudges they had? Will these two people be willing if it has to involve the national level?
Fan Aiguo glared at Fu Zhi who was looking at his phone.
Fu Zhi: “…”
Fu Zhi touched his nose.
It’s not that she doesn’t want to give in, but if she does, firstly, the harsh words she said before will seem like a joke, and secondly, wouldn’t Ouyang Huannai take the opportunity to mock her every day?
Being stared at by so many people, even Zhao Ming said sarcastically not far away: "I don't understand why she is pretending. Can't she just apologize for offending Miss Ouyang? What's so noble about that! Is she satisfied only if we lose the game?!"
"Okay!" Xu Hang couldn't help but glared at Zhao Ming, telling him to be careful with his words and actions.
But just this one look made Zhao Ming break down emotionally. He pointed in the direction of Fu Zhi and said, "Why should I be fine? If it wasn't for Fu Zhi, would I have had this car accident?!"
The young man almost roared, "It was you, Brother Xu, who asked the teacher in our team to give a lecture to Fu Zhi, and we went along just to sit in on the class! If I hadn't gone along this time, I'd still be healthy and training well with the team! My arms and forehead were all injured in this car accident! The doctor said I can't train for the next few months. I've been preparing for international competitions for so many years, and I could obviously play, but it was this last kick...!"
Zhao Ming lowered his head, tears welling up in his eyes. "If it weren't for Fu Zhi, I would definitely be able to go to the competition, and I would definitely win glory for my country. Brother Xu, you know, I have been preparing for this opportunity for many years..."
After this year, Zhao Ming will have exceeded the age limit for shooting competitions, which means that this year is his last chance to compete in international competitions.
But now this opportunity is gone.
All died in this car accident.
Xu Hang's eyes were warmed by what he said, he pursed his lips, "Xiao Zhao, this is not Fu Zhi's problem, I want you to come to the Ouyang family and spar with the Ouyang family's instructors!"
He explained gently, but what was the use?
When Zhao Ming shouted, the secretary behind Fan Aiguo also frowned, "Was the car accident caused by Fu Zhi?"
Seeing everyone's gloomy faces, Ouyang Huannai's smile became more obvious. He walked up to Fu Zhi and whispered, "How is it? Did you see clearly? Everyone here is blaming you. It's because of you that an outsider insisted on inserting himself into our design circle and caused such a big incident today!"
Fu Zhi took a step back, putting some distance between himself and Ouyang Huannai.
His voice was cold and clear: "I think you don't quite understand. The Zhao Ming you mentioned is the one who should least blame me."
It was she who called Sun Sanzhen, who cured Zhao Ming's hand, which should have prevented him from playing in professional competitions, without any sequelae.
Fu Zhi did not seek any credit, but at least, she had no regrets towards Zhao Ming.
If we really want to talk about who is sorry to whom, Zhao Ming is still the one who owes her a favor!
Ouyang Huannai was stunned for a moment, as if he had not expected Fu Zhi to say that.
Surprised at Fu Zhi's thick skin, he sneered, "What about the next game? Isn't it because you offended me that China will be embarrassed?"
Ouyang Huanai couldn't guarantee what the shooting circle would be like in a few years, but judging from this year, Fu Zhi would definitely not be able to grow to her level.
After Li Shen retired, the entire shooting circle lost talent and there has never been another Li Shen.
The only person everyone can ask for is Ouyang Huannai.
"Fu Zhi, don't you have a strong sense of national honor? How about you apologize to me, leave the Ouyang family, give me the mechanical beast, and promise to never set foot in the Ouyang family again? I will help you solve the current predicament and prevent people here from pointing fingers at you. How do you do that?"
“I have no sense of honor.”
"I don't think much of this."
"I advise you not to daydream about beauty when you are ugly."
Fu Zhi's three consecutive attacks made Ouyang Huannai look embarrassed.
But she didn't seem to have finished her scolding, and she took out her phone and said, "I may not be as good as you at shooting, but there are people in China who are better than you. If you don't want to, there are naturally others who are willing."
Fu Zhi believes that there is nothing in this world that cannot be bought with money. If there is, it must be because there is not enough money.
"Looking for someone stronger than me? You're not talking about Li Shen, are you?! I advise you not to dream about it, he's the type that..."
Ouyang Huannai hadn't finished his sarcasm when he was suddenly interrupted by a cold voice.
"Ms. Ouyang."
Fu Zhi stared at him with his black and white almond eyes, "Are we familiar with each other?"
"What?" Ouyang Huannai didn't understand what she meant.
"You keep chattering in front of a stranger every day. Is this your upbringing and upbringing?"
Fu Zhi was a little irritable, not willing to compromise at all, "Whether I can invite Li Shen is my business. What you should consider is how embarrassed you will be if no one cooperates with you to beg you for what you have said so solemnly."
Fu Zhi didn't know whether Ouyang Huannai was tired or not, but it was true that she felt annoyed just listening to her.
This time, she didn't care about Ouyang Huannai's dark face, and walked aside directly, using her mobile phone to send messages to various groups.
Fu Zhi: [Does anyone know Fuli, the God of Li? Push WeChat. 】
Fu Zhi: [Red Envelope]
Fu Zhi: [Red Envelope]
After all, it was a matter of honor. Fu Zhi’s red envelope was very big, ten yuan per packet. After sending it out, she was quick to grab it, and before she knew it, no one in the group had grabbed it before her.
According to the law of conservation of energy, the money she gave out returned to her pocket again due to force majeure.
Fu Zhi: “…”
Hi, she is so stingy.
Fu Zhi felt ashamed of his behavior.
But fortunately, none of the people who popped up in the group knew Fu Li.
This made Fu Zhi breathe a sigh of relief.
That was a close call.
Her money was almost wasted on others.
But fortunately she held on.
When Fu Zhi was praising her own wit, she saw Gu Yanqi’s reply in the private message: [Sister Zhizhi, what do you want to do with Fu Li? 】
This tone, this attitude!
Fu Zhi's eyes lit up, [There is a competition and we need his help. Do you know him? 】
Fu Zhi: [Red Envelope]
Hey!
So generous!
As soon as Gu Yanqi received the red envelope, he opened it happily and saw 6.66 on the top. Gu Yanqi: […this money. 】
Fu Zhi smiled and said, "The gift may be small but the sentiment is great. I wish you good luck and lots of money." 】
Gu Yanqi mmp: [Then your weight might be unique. 】
Although Mr. Gu was 120% dissatisfied with Fu Zhi's red envelope, he still thought that the other party was Fu Zhi, his father's father, his sister...
Amidst all these chaotic family relationships, he immediately sent an 'ok' gesture.
Fu Zhi knew that Gu Yanqi was rich, generous, and a relatively stable person. Since he had already said ojbk, there was basically no problem. She just had to wait for Li Shen to come to the rescue.
——
And the other side.
After Gu Yanqi hung up the phone, he looked at the man sitting in an office not far away, holding a computer and moving freely in the virtual world between 0 and 1. He sighed and said, "Brother, have you seen the recent trending searches on Weibo?"
He was probably taking money to help others get rid of misfortunes, so he performed hard and said in a special atmosphere: "The sniper team of Country M has come to provoke us! It seems that our national team has had a car accident and is leaderless!"
His tone was regretful and heartbroken.
Li Nanli's slender fingertips were still tapping on the keyboard, his face showing a lazy and careless look, his movements were neither hurried nor slow, "I don't have time, I'm not interested, thank you for the invitation."
"But Fu Zhi was also there, and it seems he was bullied."
This time, the man sitting in front of the computer was no longer calm.
He suddenly raised his eyes, the warm light from the window illuminated half of his face, his eyes were as dark as ink, and he asked in a cold tone: "Time, place."
(End of this chapter)
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