After Wu Yong said something to Tang Xuemei, he walked straight to the seat in the back row and sat down.
Tang Xuemei's face turned bitter.
He looked at Wu Yong with great confusion, and then at Ma Zhen.
She was about to say something.
Ma Zhen also snorted coldly: "The tone is very arrogant. I also put my words here, class monitor. Unless he can really dunk from the free throw line, our class team will have him without me, and I will have him without him."
"this……"
Tang Xuemei was in a dilemma, not knowing how to resolve the conflict.
The students in the class also talked a lot.
"Hey, tell me what's going on. Can Wu Yong dunk?"
"I don't know. The monitor said he saw it with his own eyes."
"But he won't show it to us, so we can't convince everyone."
There was a lot of noise in the classroom.
Zhao Xiaobo and Luo Da both looked bad.
After they sat down, they asked Wu Yong in a low voice: "Old Wu, why don't you show them and tell them to shut up?"
Wu Yong grinned and sneered: "Is this necessary? Just forget it if they don't believe it. I didn't force them to believe it."
After receiving the inheritance, Wu Yong's mind became much broader.
He didn't even bother to explain such a dispensable thing.
Just believe him.
If you don’t believe it, I’ll pull you down.
Jingle bells.
The bell rang, and Ye Zhiqiu came in wearing high heels.
Swish.
The classroom suddenly became very quiet, and everyone's eyes were still on Ye Zhiqiu.
She was still wearing black stockings.
The difference is that today she is wearing a professional OL skirt, her hair is tied behind her head, and she is holding a lesson plan in her arms.
This outfit is countless times sexier than the female teacher in the comics.
There was silence in the classroom, and the eyes of both men and women were fixed.
Ye Zhiqiu put down the lesson plan and glanced at Wu Yong with a vague look. Seeing that Wu Yong was also looking at her, she raised the corner of her mouth covertly.
Iceberg Goddess's class still passed quickly.
After class, Ye Zhiqiu cleared his throat and said, "Class representative, follow me to the office."
Well.
Another look of jealousy,
Wu Yong followed Ye Zhiqiu to the office.
"Teacher Ye, are you going to ask me again whether you look good in black stockings?" Wu Yong took the lead after entering the door.
"Haha, do you think I'm that boring?" Ye Zhiqiu said expressionlessly.
Hearing this, Wu Yong was speechless for a while.
She said this as if she was not the one who asked him last time, "Does black stocking look pretty?"
"Ahem, Teacher Ye, why did you call me here this time?" Wu Yong coughed and asked again.
"It's nothing, I just feel my neck is a little stiff. Please give me some pressure." Ye Zhiqiu said lazily, pinching his neck.
After Wu Yong gave her a massage last time, she knew the taste after eating the marrow, and she always missed Wu Yong's massage skills.
It happened that she didn't sleep well last night.
I accidentally twisted my neck.
Thinking of Wu Yong's class the next day, she thought about asking Wu Yong to massage her neck.
When Wu Yong heard Ye Zhiqiu's request, he smiled bitterly in his heart.
After fussing for a long time, it turned out that I wanted him to give me a massage.
He said: "Teacher Ye, why don't I give you acupuncture at night when I go to give you acupuncture? If I massage you in the office and are seen by other teachers, it will not have a good impact on you.
"
Ye Zhiqiu frowned, stared at him and said, "I'm not even afraid. What are you afraid of? Come here and press it for me."
Seeing her determination, Wu Yong agreed: "Okay then."
Massage was a piece of cake for Wu Yong.
He pinched Ye Zhiqiu's cervical spine and lifted it up first.
Crackling.
Ye Zhiqiu's cervical vertebrae made a soft sound. She felt so comfortable all over that she almost couldn't help but moan in pleasure.
Then, Wu Yong gently massaged and used Chaos Qi.
Ye Zhiqiu enjoyed it very much.
His whole body was like mud, and he slumped on the back of the chair.
There was also a faint alluring blush on her pretty face.
It feels comfortable to press.
The office door was suddenly pushed open by someone from the outside.
"leaf……"
The visitor was a female teacher. She was about to come in and called Ye Zhiqiu.
Suddenly I was frightened by the scene in front of me.
She covered her mouth in shock and looked at Ye Zhiqiu and Wu Yong in disbelief.
"Um... I am Teacher Ye's class representative. She has a discomfort in her neck. I will help her press it." Wu Yong responded quickly and explained.
Then he asked Ye Zhiqiu: "Teacher Ye, is your neck feeling better?"
Ye Zhiqiu nodded calmly: "It's indeed much better."
Wu Yong said: "Then I will go back to the classroom first."
The friendly female teacher smiled and Wu Yong left the office.
Although the female teacher also smiled at him, there was obviously something else in her eyes that was hard to explain.
…
The morning's classes are over.
There were no classes in the afternoon, and Wu Yong was preparing to leave school.
Not far out of the classroom, he heard someone calling his name from behind.
"Wu Yong! Wait!"
Wu Yong turned around and saw Tang Xuemei running over panting.
"Monitor, what's the matter?" Wu Yong asked her.
"Huhu, I finally caught up with you." Tang Xuemei wiped the sweat from her forehead, pinched her waist and said: "I just want to ask you what's going on. Didn't Ma Zhen say that as long as you can shoot free throws?
If he dunks off the line, he is willing to give up the captaincy. Just give him a dunk, it’s not like you can’t dunk.”
"So that's why you are here. I still said the same thing. I don't have to let him believe it. Actually, class monitor, it doesn't really matter whether I participate in the competition or not. As long as Zhao Xiaobo can participate, our class will be far away from the championship.
It’s far away.” Wu Yong said calmly.
"But...but..." Tang Xuemei still wanted to convince Wu Yong.
"Nothing to worry about. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first." Wu Yong didn't give her a chance, and drove straight to the school gate and drove away.
Tang Xuemei stomped her feet angrily.
"Oh, this Wu Yong! It makes me so angry!"
As soon as Wu Yong arrived at the school gate, the phone in his pocket rang.
The caller number is Ling Ruolan.
Wu Yong pressed the answer button and said playfully: "Ling University beauty, what are your orders?"
Ling Ruolan stayed at his house for many days.
She is the real girlfriend in the eyes of her mother, Qin Wanqing.
The two of them are very familiar with each other.
So I speak more casually.
Ling Ruolan said angrily on the other end of the phone: "Damn Wu Yong, it's been several days since school started, and I haven't seen you come to see me. But I heard that you are very powerful. You fought mixed martial arts on the first day of school."
Qin Hao from the club is now quite famous on campus. Tell me, do you have a new love?"
Wu Yong couldn't laugh or cry and said: "Where did I get this new love? In the past few days, apart from going to class, I have been spending time with my brothers in the dormitory. I am absolutely innocent."
Ling Ruolan hummed and said, "Yeah, then I'll just have to believe you."
She paused and suddenly said in a joking tone: "Damn Wu Yong, guess where I am now?"
Wu Yong touched his nose: "How could I guess that?"
Ling Ruolan chuckled and said, "Then look back now." (To be continued)