The smart people thought that they had been deceived by Cang Long, because Cang Long asked them in terms of national justice, and it was difficult for them to answer. Although they hated Cang Long's trick, they agreed with Cang Long's statement. A person who does not understand his own country
How do Chinese people in history keep saying that they are descendants of the Yan and Huang Dynasties? How can they openly tell others that they are Chinese?
But agreeing with Canglong's statement does not mean that they agree with Canglong, and this makes most people think that Canglong is very difficult to deal with, at least the most difficult teacher they have ever encountered. In their perception, either the teacher is
Those who were angry with him walked away, or the teacher was so angry with them that he started fighting with them.
In the end, it is the teachers who are injured, and they are always the ones who win, but today this teacher Cang seems to be different. He is calm and composed, and his faint expression has always been imprinted in their hearts, creating a kind of pressure, which gave birth to another one.
This feeling is to defeat him.
What Canglong wants is this kind of atmosphere. When a person falls from the highest point to the lowest point, this is when a person's true growth begins.
"Teacher, you just said that if we answer your question, then you will compete with us, right? If you fail, then you will get out of No. 1 Middle School, right?" This time it was not the girl who spoke first, but
Another boy, with his handsome face, sunny dress, and arrogant demeanor, made him the focus of the entire class.
"Your name is Yun Feiyang, right?" Canglong asked.
"So what if it is, so what if it isn't, you have to compare it to see if you have something. Do you guys think it is true?" Yun Feiyang looked at the few buddies around him and said with a smile.
As a result, the people around him suddenly became excited, waiting to defeat Canglong until he was completely naked and without dignity. Apart from them, there were always some people in the classroom who were silent, such as the girl who was hostile just now, and others.
Wang Jiao, let’s take the boy who made people feel weak just now.
But Canglong knows that now is not the time to understand them. From the time he came in to now, Canglong's established strategy has only the last step left. Everything is going according to his plan, but he is thinking that the students all have their own plans.
At least in many places, they think they are masters.
He did not deny this. Although he was a killer, he was not good at everything, but he could not give them a sense of hesitation, so as to give them away their confidence and make them feel that they had no confidence at all.
So Canglong agreed: "If you want to compete with me, you can, but you have to list a few items in detail. It's not early now. It will probably be dinner time later. If each of you competes with me, the competition will be
We don’t have anything to do tonight, so you might as well send a few representatives out.”
Canglong's words stopped the shouting, and they started discussing one by one. After a long discussion, they came to a result. Yun Feiyang said: "Fighting, piano, basketball, Slok, these four events, teacher, what do you think?"
how?"
"Hmm!" Canglong pondered for a moment. Apart from basketball, he seemed to know everything else, and some of them were very good at it. Needless to say, fighting was a waste of time for him to deal with this bunch of kids.
He is very good at playing the piano, and he is also very proficient in it.
Someone has to ask, is there a piano in a killer's training?
Of course there is, and Soryu trained in piano precisely because of his career as a killer, but he doesn't use the music of the piano to kill people. If he really had that ability, he would be amazing.
The biggest reason for piano training is because his special skill is knife throwing, and playing the piano can exercise the flexibility of the five fingers. Professional soldiers know that after holding a gun for a long time, the entire palm will become rough and stiff, although it is not a problem with a gun.
Problem, but for Canglong who is accustomed to using flying knives, there is a big problem, because flying knives requires sensitivity, not only the concentration of the whole body's strength, but the most important thing is the sensitivity of the fingers.
"As long as you have no problem, I have no problem!" A faint smile appeared on the corner of Canglong's mouth.
So a group of people began to walk back and forth outside the classroom. When they opened the door, they saw a group of teachers outside listening at the door. The students opened the door, which shocked them all. The leader among them was the
Dean Yan.
Director Yan was a little embarrassed and said: "Teacher Cang, what is this?"
"Extracurricular activities!" Canglong was not surprised that Director Yan was at the door, because he already knew about it and didn't care about them eavesdropping.
"Oh, that's it, we're passing by, you go!" Director Yan's expression was stiff.
However, the students looked at them a little strangely, and some even whispered, are there such a group of people passing by together? Are they just eavesdropping?
This made the teachers lose face, and they couldn't say anything. They all quickly found excuses to leave. Canglong didn't pay attention to the behavior of Director Yan and others, but took the lead to the school basketball court. The first competition was basketball.
Thirty-two people in the class came.
"Director Yan, what is he going to do?" A teacher asked strangely. They didn't hear what Cang Long said before, but they heard the part where Cang Long promised to compete with the students.
"I think he is trying to show off, but he will definitely be badly beaten by these students. They are the best in each of these four events. For example, Slok, Yun Feiyang is considered an amateur master, and he has won
He has won city-level awards. Let’s talk about piano. Wei Dongkui was born in a musical family. There is also martial arts. Everyone knows the background of Zuo Yu in Class 9. As for basketball, Class 9 has many such capable people, such as Tang Long.
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"Class 9 of Grade 3 is a hidden dragon and crouching tiger. Otherwise, it would be called a pilot class. Each of these students has their own strengths, but they are also full of thorns. This teacher Cang is still too young!" A middle-aged teacher looked worried.
"We'll see. He's already boasting. If he wins, that's fine. If he loses, I'll see how he steps down." Director Yan looked stiff.
The news about the competition spread like wind throughout the school. In addition, the playground was not far from the teaching building, so many students could not leave the classroom. Instead, they lay on the windows and watched, and everyone whispered to each other.
They come out in large numbers. In their eyes, they are all influential figures in various high schools in Dongning City, and they have heard of them even in No. 1 Middle School.
Most of the students in Class 9 are known to them. Of course, not all Class 9 students are selected from other schools. There are also students from No. 1 Middle School who are entering higher education. However, compared with this group of "cool people", they are not so dazzling.
"Teacher, do you want one-on-one, or do you want to find two other people to have a three-on-three bullfight?" Yun Feiyang held the basketball and made various moves as if he were playing tricks. Finally, he stood the basketball on one of his fingers and played with it.
He turned around, showing a provocative look.
"Come on Yun Feiyang!"
"Yun Feiyang, I love you..."
From the windows of the teaching building, such voices came from time to time, but Yun Feiyang ignored them, but looked at Canglong, waiting for his decision.
However, such a voice made Director Yan look very unhappy, but he could not stop it. Even in No. 1 Middle School, it is not uncommon to have admiration for boys, but it is rare to be so crazy.
"Can you tell me the rules? What is three-on-three, and what is one-on-one?" Canglong asked. He really didn't know the rules on the basketball court because he had never played basketball.
"Tch..." Then there was a burst of sighs from the crowd in Class 9.
"No, this guy doesn't even understand the rules, yet he dares to agree. It's not like he doesn't want to do it anymore!" In the distance, the teachers also showed surprise.
"You really don't understand?" Yun Feiyang was surprised.
"I don't understand." Canglong said bluntly.
"Okay, this can't be played. I don't want to bully you. Let's compete directly. I'm giving you a chance!" Yun Feiyang looked bored.
"No, I just need to know the rules. If we don't compete, there will be no winning or losing!" Canglong said with a smile.
"Teacher, let's stop pretending to be 13 and find someone who is good at it." Wang Jiao suddenly spoke. Although her words were thorny, she meant well. After all, she was also a student in Class 9 and could not stand on the same team as Cang Long.
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But Cang Long shook his head kindly and said firmly: "If you say something out, you can't take back the water you throw out. Unless you have stage fright, I will accompany you!"
It didn't matter that Canglong didn't speak, but these words aroused the anger of many boys, especially Yun Feiyang, who stared at Canglong coldly and said: "Since you owe repairs, then I will let you lose your body completely.
Whether it's three-on-three or one-on-one, play half court... I don't ask much of you. If you can make that basket, it counts as one point."
Yun Feiyang explained all the general rules. In the end, he didn't even ask Canglong to have any rules. As long as he can score, he scores. The rules are also very simple, that is, whoever scores three goals first wins.
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"Okay, I'll choose one versus three!" Cang Long's face was calm.
"One to three!!!" The expressions of the entire Class Nine changed, and then everyone showed a look of disdain, because Canglong not only didn't know how to do it, but also pretended to be 13.
However, unexpectedly, Yun Feiyang actually agreed, obviously being angered by Cang Long: "Send up someone who is willing to repair him!"
So, five or six talented classmates stood up immediately, but in the end only two were left, but both of them were very well-proportioned, tall, but not thin, and both looked handsome, but had a temperament.
They are different, one gives people a fierce feeling, and the other gives people a cool feeling.
"Come on Yun Fei Yang, torture him to death."
"Dongkui, fix this pretentious guy!"
"Old Tang, don't embarrass us, let him know what a slam dunk is."
There were shouts from outside the court. Cang Long did not admit his mistake. The other two people were named Wei Dongkui and Tang Long. The first one to kick the ball was Cang Long. He felt a little awkward holding the basketball and patted it casually a few times. Although he was not very skilled, it still seemed
Similar.
But as soon as he took the ball a few steps, the fierce Tang Long snatched the ball away, ran to the basket with the ball, jumped up, and made a slam dunk, which shook the basket and shook it. It was obvious that just now
It's quite powerful.
"Domineering!" The people in Class Nine suddenly said in unison, using only two words to describe it.
The group of people lying on the window almost went crazy, they were all shouting. Even some of the teachers in the distance showed their appreciation, but they lost any confidence in Canglong.
Although Soryu didn't know it was a slam dunk, he could clearly see the scene just now, and the ball went in, and the three of them scored the first point.
After losing, Canglong kicked off for the second time. His expression was still casual, so this time the ball was taken away again. He didn't even think about taking it back. He just watched Wei Dongkui make a consecutive three-step layup, and the ball
Entered again.
Wei Dongkui was quite polite and did not raise the flag to Cang Long. He just threw the ball to Cang Long coldly, as if he had no expectations for the next game. This was simply a one-man show, and their teacher did not understand basketball at all.
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The third time, Soryu kicks off again. If the ball is taken away this time and they score a point, Soryu will lose.
But this time it was the same old routine, Canglong was still careless, and it was Yun Feiyang who stole the ball, but instead of making a layup, he came to the three-point line and mocked: "Rookie, this is called a three-pointer!
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As Yun Feiyang made a fadeaway jumper, the basketball fell parabolically in the air and towards the basket. Some girls held their breath and seemed stunned.
"boom"
There was a sudden explosion in the air. The basketball did not fall into the basket. Instead, it exploded the moment it entered the basket. The outflow of air knocked the basketball around and landed outside the court. When it was picked up, it suddenly exploded.
, the basketball is deflated.
"No!" Such a voice came from the entire court and the entire teaching building. The basketball suddenly exploded while shooting. The probability of this was almost non-existent, but it happened.
No one saw the proud smile appearing on the corner of Canglong's mouth, and he seemed to be holding something in his hand, but it was too small, so no one could see it...