Chapter 219 This Contempt

From the contestant seats to standing on the stage, Han Quanzhu's entire process was very fast.

In addition, this kid's reputation is indeed not small. I heard that he has made a name for himself in several schools in Beidu before. It seems that no one has ever beaten him.

For a while, the gymnasium became quiet again.

But soon, the little fat man stood up.

"Beidu will win! China will win!"

When he shouted, many people waved their fists and shouted, and for a moment the sound was like thunder again.

Wen Xiaoshu was also very nervous, but he did not shout along.

She didn't know the strength of Han Quanzhu, but she thought it must be very unusual to have such a great reputation!

The calmest person in the room was probably Su Qiubai.

Leaning back in the chair, he liked the young and passionate atmosphere very much.

After being in society for so many years, and seeing all kinds of indifference and irrelevance, I now find that patriotism during student days is the purest.

It's not terrible to lose the game. There will be plenty of opportunities to win back in the future.

But if no one cares about winning or losing, that would be a really sad thing.

On the stage, listening to the calls in his ears, Zeyu felt a strong sense of self-confidence and mission.

Looking at Han Quanzhu, he said, "You will definitely lose!"

Then, Han Quanzhu shook his head with disdain.

After the previous competitions, coupled with the Chinese martial arts he had seen in several other schools, Han Quanzhu already felt that he was simply unmatched!

With no intention of talking to Zeyu, Han Quanzhu rushed over directly.

At the same time, Zeyu also started to move.

After all, he is the first member of the martial arts association to be present today, so Zeyu is also very impressive!

He suddenly jumped up and punched and walked out.

The entire audience also cheered.

But the next second, the sound stopped suddenly.

Because many people didn't even see how Han Quanzhu took action, Zeyu had already fallen to the ground. His expression was so happy that he couldn't get up even though he was holding his stomach.

The Korean delegation cheered again and was even more excited than before.

"I have already said that Han Quanzhu is definitely the real deal! He is a real master!"

"I really admire Senior Brother Quanzhu, he is the pride of our country!"

"These students from China are too bad, and they are not qualified to be his opponents..."

…

All kinds of ridicule and poor Chinese are deliberately meant to make others understand what they are saying.

There was no sound from the martial arts association in the audience. Everyone was clenching their fists and speechless.

Many people did not expect that Zeyu would lose this game and lose so cleanly.

Looking at the arrogant Han Quanzhu on the stage, the fat man and the ponytail girl were both livid, but someone immediately came over to help Zeyu down from the stage.

"Teacher Wen, I'm sorry... I'm sorry for letting everyone down!"

It could be seen that Zeyu felt very guilty and started apologizing as soon as he returned to the stage.

Maybe it was because he had been injured just now, so his face was a little pale, and the cold sweat coming out of his forehead was probably because of the severe pain.

"It's okay, Senior Brother Zeyu, you are already great!"

"Yes, you are very powerful! You can definitely beat this guy next time!"

…

Everyone's attitude was good, and they all comforted Zeyu.

Even Wen Xiaoshu gave him a few words of encouragement.

"We all just have to do our best, and they are indeed very strong. If we continue to work hard in the future, we will defeat them one day."

After listening to Wen Xiaoshu's words, Su Qiubai took another high look at this woman.

Judging from her reaction during the previous game, she was actually very strong in her heart, but now that she has lost the game, she can generously admit that the opponent is stronger than herself, which shows that her heart is indeed strong enough!

The other students did not answer Wen Xiaoshu's words, but their faces were obviously unconvinced and even more unwilling.

"If Teacher Ouyang were here, he would definitely teach these bastards a lesson!"

"Yes, they only dare to come to our school when Teacher Ouyang is not around!"

"These people are so shameless. They have the guts to wait until Teacher Ouyang comes back to compete again!"

…

Seeing that these people were impulsive because of Teacher Ouyang, the old driver insisted that he was a highly respected teacher at the moment, and the courses he would teach in the future would also be a noble course on ideology and morality.

So I couldn't help but speak.

"Teacher Wen is right. It's just a game. Don't get discouraged. Keep studying hard. It's necessary to beat them!"

After he finished speaking, he showed a smile that he thought was quite amiable.

Then...no one paid attention to him.

The little fat man even snorted obviously, and the others glanced at him with ugly expressions and then turned their eyes elsewhere.

The old driver was speechless for a while.

Yaya, what the hell, Wen Xiaoshu said this, but he said it himself... and then what did he mean!

Probably the one who was more embarrassed than Su Qiubai was Wen Xiaoshu.

It seems that ever since Su Qiubai came to the stadium, she has been trying to find ways to resolve this unfriendly atmosphere and scene.

Just as he was about to speak, Su Qiubai's phone rang.

The old driver looked down and saw that it was Su Xiaoxiao who was calling. After saying something to Wen Xiaoshu, he walked towards the exit over there.

As soon as he left, the students of the Martial Arts Association seemed to explode.

"Who does he think he is? Does he know martial arts?"

"That's right. He looks like a soft-headed guy at first glance. Why would the school hire such a person to be a teacher!"

"He is definitely a weakling. When he lost the game, he said an understatement and smiled like that. It makes me feel sick when I see him!"

"Me too, there is a huge gap between him and Teacher Ouyang!"

"Yes, if Teacher Ouyang were here, he would definitely go up and knock that Han Quanzhu down!"

…

It could be seen that a group of students had already suppressed their anger towards Su Qiubai, so they showed no mercy at all when they opened their mouths. If the teacher Wen Xiaoshu hadn't been there, they would have probably cursed.

Then, Wen Xiaoshu's face turned extremely cold.

"Are you done? Is this the style of Beidu students? Are Teacher Su's words wrong? With such narrow-mindedness, what great things can you accomplish in the future!"

Wen Xiaoshu's words were almost full of rebuke!

"But……"

"There's nothing special about it! Teacher Su's magnanimity combined can't be matched by all of you! It's just a game. If you lose, you lose. The big deal is to win back in the future. Could it be that I'm wrong!"

It was obvious that Wen Xiaoshu was really angry.

Although the group of students in front of them still felt that they looked down on Su Qiubai, they didn't dare to say anything after seeing Wen Xiaoshu's appearance.

In their opinion, Su Qiubai is indeed a coward. Compared with Ouyang Xing, the president of the Wushu Association, he is really useless!

Seeing how arrogant the Koreans were, they didn't even dare to say a word. Instead, they looked like they were smiling and didn't care at all. No wonder they were so angry.

Su Qiubai on the other side didn't know that he had already been criticized in various ways just after leaving.

After picking up Su Xiaoxiao's phone, I learned that she and Xue Jin'er had already reported it, and the remaining questions about the new students would not be dealt with until tomorrow.

"Brother, where are you? Shall we come to find you?"

After hearing Su Xiaoxiao's words, Su Qiubai was not sure when the game in the gymnasium would end, so after hesitating for a while, he simply asked Su Xiaoxiao to come to the gymnasium to find him, so as not to get sidetracked.

"The gym, right? We don't seem too far away, we'll be here soon."

After Su Xiao finished the novel, he immediately hung up the phone.

The old driver also turned back and entered the venue.

Seeing him coming back, none of the students showed any intention of turning around, only Wen Xiaoshu said hello.

Sensing that something was not right in the atmosphere, Su Qiubai was confused.

Wen Xiaoshu had no intention of explaining, and Han Quanzhu, who was on the stage, took a microphone and came to the stage, followed by that extremely arrogant voice that spread throughout the stadium.

"I know Ouyang Xing is not here. Let's just think of today's game as a warm-up. When he comes back in half a month, we will try it again! By then... you will be convinced that you lost!"