Chapter 81 Song Hailong asked me to be his coach (thanks to leader 'Yotaro')

Lei Jun's heart was surging at the moment. He was satisfied with his upcoming bonuses, salary increase, and teaching achievements, but also with a sense of nostalgia for his past.

Once upon a time, Lei Jun was also a high school student full of vigor and vitality. He also fantasized that one day he would be able to defeat all his opponents with a pair of iron fists, trample all the academic masters and rich people under his feet, and stand at the top of all high schools in Songyang.

"One punch breaks 100 million yuan! This is the highest realm that warriors from generation to generation pursue!"

But reality soon slapped him in the face.

The scores in the monthly exam made him feel powerless to catch up.

The fierce and beyond-syllabus competition made him feel that he and those wealthy and academically gifted students were not in the same dimension at all, like a mayfly seeing the blue sky, it was a hopeless gap.

Only then did he understand that the Fist Sect, the Sword Sect, the Qi Sect... were all inferior to the Money Sect, and that a billion dollars could break all the laws was the reality.

He also understood a truth: only when you have money can you have a strong fist, and the more balance in your account, the more powerful your fist is.

But today, his students defeated many strong people with their weak bodies, and made up for the weakness of their bodies, the gap in medical insurance and wealth with their supreme talents and skills, and overwhelmed these top students from prestigious universities.

He did something he once wanted to do but later didn't even dare to think about.

He thought to himself: "Alas, defeating money with my fists... this is the realm that warriors of my generation pursue. Even though it was only in a high school competition, it is something I can remember for the rest of my life."

At the same time, the emergency doctor in front of him said calmly: "Alas, it's nothing, it's just that too much blood has been lost and the qi is weak. Just replenish some blood and it will be fine."

"I'll prescribe some medicine for you to replenish your physical strength, magic power, and energy..."

Lei Jun took out a few boxes of medicine from his arms and said, "No need to prescribe, just take mine. These medicines should be effective, right?" He thought that this way the premium would increase less next time.

The emergency doctor curled his lips and thought it would be difficult to squeeze more money out of these three poor guys.

A moment later, the referee came over and first asked about Zhang Yu's condition, and then asked Bai Zhenzhen whether she would compete with Song Hailong for the third place.

Bai Zhenzhen naturally chose to refuse. Song Hailong's fighting style of a muscular monster and super meat shield was too restraining for her.

So after a moment, the top four in the martial arts competition were completely determined, from highest to lowest, they were Zhang Yu, Le Mulan, Song Hailong and Bai Zhenzhen.

On the other side, Le Mulan has also regained his ability to move after treatment.

So after taking a short rest, Zhang Yu walked to the podium with Le Mulan and Song Hailong to receive the championship, runner-up and third place medals respectively.

But except for Zhang Yu who was smiling, Le Mulan and Song Hailong both had gloomy faces, as if they were constipated.

There were constant shouts... and curses from the audience.

Someone from Hongta said with jealousy, "This Zhang Yu is so talented that he can learn martial arts just by watching others practice. So when he watches others practice martial arts, he should pay them, otherwise he is a martial arts thief!"

Someone from Ziyun burst into tears and said, "This Zhang Yu actually rode on the body of the Holy First! I wouldn't dare to do this even in my dreams! This is more painful than killing me!"

A white dragon sighed, "The winner stands, the loser kneels. I never thought Songyang High School also has a top student who is worth kneeling for."

Worthy of kneeling down, that is the highest praise for high-scoring students in Bailong High School.

In front of the podium, Lei Jun took out his mobile phone with a smile on his face to take pictures.

Bai Zhenzhen, who was beside him, took a few photos and started shooting videos. She was already thinking about how to use the name of the martial arts competition to get advertising.

While taking photos, she said to the three people on the podium, "Smile a little. It's ugly to have a sad face. Zhang Yu, I'm not saying anything to you. Please hold back and stop smiling so arrogantly."

Lei Jun said at the side: "After the game, I will treat you to a meal. Go ask Qian Shen and the others if they can come and discuss what you want to eat."

…

In the rest area of ​​Ziyun High School.

Le Mulan was walking slowly back with the second place medal.

The school uniform that was stained with blood during the battle with Zhang Yu has been changed into a new one.

The complex emotions such as ferocity, anger, unwillingness, etc. that she had after the battle had disappeared, and she looked indifferent, as if nothing had happened.

However, after returning to the rest area, Le Mulan saw Lian Tianji kneeling on the ground, and frowned slightly: "Get up, I will withdraw the punishment of the stool."

Lian Tianji looked up unexpectedly, and there seemed to be a hint of confusion in his eyes when he looked at Le Mulan. This was the first time he saw Le Mulan retract what he had said.

Le Mulan said calmly: "I have already lost, what right do I have to punish you?"

"If you are my stool, then I, who have also lost, should I also be your stool? Or should I be Zhang Yu's stool?"

As she spoke, she turned her head slightly and looked in the direction of Zhang Yu, and said in a complicated tone: "Your failure this time is not wrong. This Zhang Yu is really amazing."

“Although I still don’t understand why he doesn’t want to make more money, he did make me realize my own weaknesses.”

Le Mulan has already planned future training in close combat.

When reviewing the game for the first time after the match, Le Mulan felt that he was too confident and underestimated his opponent. He was careless for a moment and thought that he could easily defeat his opponent by dodging. However, he did not expect that such a subtle flaw would be seized by his opponent.

But later, looking back on the entire battle, she suddenly realized that the opponent was well prepared. Not only did the opponent discover her subtle flaws, but he also had enough ideas and ability to tear open these flaws.

In addition, she naturally thought about the issue of disgust towards Zhang Yu's blood.

"Appropriate contact with the poor..."

When Le Mulan thought of this, she couldn't help but frown again. She felt an uncontrollable awkwardness and mental discomfort.

"It's somewhat contrary to my mindset. It's really not easy to change my mindset."

Suddenly she remembered that she had already added Zhang Yu as a friend, and Le Mulan thought to herself: "Why not start by looking at the poor people's circle of friends..."

Lian Tianji smiled and climbed up: "This failure will make us stronger. Next time we meet Zhang Yu in the competition, we will definitely beat him."

"The next competition?" Le Mulan said, "Is it a physical competition? Even if I beat him in that competition, there would be no sense of accomplishment."

Lian Tianji was slightly stunned, then immediately nodded and said helplessly: "That's true. His current physical strength is so much worse than ours. By the time of the physical competition in two months, I'm afraid he will be even further behind us."

"Unless he can join Songyang's competition team and accept Songyang's so-called special training program..."

…

In the rest area of ​​Bailong High School.

Facing the classmates around him, Chu Qiuhe, who had just woken up, sighed: "It was only after I woke up and reviewed the situation carefully that I realized how terrifying Zhang Yu was. I'm afraid that among the first-year high school students in the entire Songyang City, no one can beat him in practical skills."

A White Dragon was not convinced and said, "That's too much. I think Brother Hailong just sweated too much, so he slipped off the stage. Just spray some antiperspirant before going on stage."

Chu Qiuhe pointed at him and said, "What's your score? What's your ranking? Kneel down before you talk to me."

After seeing the other party kneel down, Chu Qiuhe slowly said: "The horror of Zhang Yu, you can't fully feel it unless you fight him..."

At this moment, with the return of Song Hailong, everyone immediately fell silent.

Song Hailong just casually threw the third place medal into his bag and stopped paying attention.

Song Hailong understood that the third place in the martial arts competition was an honor to others but a shame to him.

At this moment, the phone rang, and a mature male voice came from the other end: "I have watched your game, and the two people ahead of you are not stronger than you."

"You lost to someone weaker than you."

"Father is very disappointed in you..."

Hearing this, Song Hailong panicked: "Brother, I was careless..."

"Don't make excuses." The other party said coldly: "You know my father hates people making excuses for failure the most."

Song Hailong took a deep breath and said softly, "I'm sorry."

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The two-meter-five-tall little giant, listening to the scolding from the other end of the phone, looked as uneasy and flustered as an elementary school student.

After a while, after hanging up the phone, Song Hailong looked in the direction of Zhang Yu with some anger.

Since he lost this time, he has to make it back in other ways, the way that only rich people can.

Quickly arriving at the rest area of ​​Songyang High School, Song Hailong's oppressive figure immediately cast a shadow over Zhang Yu.

Under the vigilant gaze of Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen, Song Hailong asked coldly: "How much?"

"If I hire you as a sparring partner, how much would it cost?"

As an absolutely rich man, after being defeated by an opponent, of course he would spend money to hire the opponent to practice with him, and practice until he could beat the opponent severely! Whoever he lost to, he would spend money to learn all the skills from the opponent!

When Bai Zhenzhen and Zhang Yu heard what Song Hailong said, their eyes suddenly brightened, and they felt that Song Hailong in front of them looked even more majestic.

Zhang Yu coughed and said, "I'm very expensive and very busy. I need to check my schedule to see if I have time."

Bai Zhenzhen on the side nodded repeatedly and said, "Come on! I'm Zhang Yu's agent, you can talk to me about the money!"

"And I'm also one of the top four in the martial arts competition, and I'm Zhang Yu's combat coach. I was the one who coached him in the last fight with Le Mulan. Do you want to hire me too?"

So after adding Bai Zhenzhen and Zhang Yu as friends, Song Hailong looked at them and said, "Let me know the specific price after you have discussed it."

"But there is one thing..."

Looking at Zhang Yu's thin body, Song Hailong said dissatisfiedly: "You'd better find a way to improve your physical strength."

"Because I will only get stronger and faster. I can't wait for you."

"If your stats are too low, I can easily crush you with my strength, and there will be no need for a sparring partner."

Looking at the other person's departing back, Zhang Yu knew that what he said was right.

Whether it is to earn the money as a sparring partner, or to prepare for the physical competition in two months, or even the future college entrance examination, he needs to work harder to improve his physical strength.

"We need to catch up with Song Hailong, Le Mulan and the others."

A moment later, Zhao Tianxing, Qian Shen and He Dayou also walked down from the audience and came to visit Zhang Yu together.

Zhao Tianxing said excitedly: "You are so handsome, Yuzi, I took a picture of you on the ring, take a look..."

Qian Shen sighed: "The competition is really beyond the scope of the syllabus. It is already an exam of another dimension. 100 points in martial arts practice can no longer perfectly express your achievements in martial arts."

Bai Zhenzhen asked, "Lao Lei will treat you to a meal later. Do you want to go? Do you have any ideas?"

Zhao Tianxing said, "What should I eat? I'm fine with anything, but boiled chicken is better because it's healthier."

Bai Zhenzhen nodded and wrote on her phone, "Well, Zhao Tianxing, whatever you want."

He Dayou said calmly: "I don't eat poor people's food. If the restaurant is not expensive enough, I won't go there."

Bai Zhenzhen nodded and wrote: "Why not go?"

Qian Shen said, "I know a good restaurant. I'll buy you some drinks."

Bai Zhenzhen remembered: "Qian Shen is treating us."

…

In a restaurant in the city.

As soon as Zhang Yu walked in, he said, "Do you have king crabs? Ten of them, please."

Lei Jun, who was following behind, looked downcast. Are you trying to bankrupt me?

Qian Shen said at the side: "This restaurant doesn't sell seafood, and seafood is not nutritious at all, not suitable for high school students."

"This restaurant specializes in authentic pre-prepared dishes, without any additional seasoning. You can enjoy the original taste of the pre-prepared dishes."

"The dishes are also very nutritious, with each dish having more than 10,000 clean calories. I often eat here after working out."

Lei Jun nodded secretly, thinking that Qian Shen was sensible and understood the teacher's hard work.

Qian Shen said to the clerk, "Do you have any pre-prepared dishes with monster meat? The people here today are all top students from Songyang High School. Do you have any dishes that can nourish our body?"

Lei Jun sighed, Qian Shen was also an ignorant person, he was not a Taoist teacher, didn’t he know that the income of a martial arts teacher was limited?

Without letting the students order randomly, Lei Jun said directly: "I only brought 6,000 yuan. If it's more, we can only wash the dishes together."

After a while, the group sat together and raised their glasses of animal protein milk: "Cheers!"

After all, they are healthy high school students and high school teachers, so of course they should drink healthy and nutritious animal protein milk.

Besides, after finishing this meal, it would be almost time for school, so it was impossible for everyone to drink something that would affect their concentration in class.

(End of this chapter)