Author: I am an emperor

"You dare to challenge me to a duel? I wonder if Uncle Drew's favorite thing is to challenge me in a duel?"

Jiang Fei, who had scored the easiest goal, was hugged by Li Qing and others who rushed over. The shadow of being brutally beaten in the first half disappeared after the two rounds of one-on-one.

"Apologise!"

"Apologize!"

"Teacher Translator, did he just say he called me daddy????"

When Ha Yunji wanted to put on his clothes, Li Qing stepped forward and stopped him. Jiang Fei also came down and called out to Li Chengxuan, saying in Korean:

"It's time to apologize."

"Impossible! We are guests!" Li Chengxuan and Ha Yunji stared angrily and were about to punch Li Qing in the face.

Jiang Fei stepped forward and kicked Li Chengxuan in the stomach, knocking him over:

"I'm kicking your mother's head! This kick was for her, come here and apologize!"

After speaking, she pointed at Chen Duoling, whose heart was beating wildly. She had never experienced this feeling of a man standing up for her.

The boys watching this were so excited.

It was satisfying enough after Jiang Fei won two games in a row, but the violent kick he returned for the school beauty made them couldn't help but scream in admiration:

"Which class is this guy from? He's so handsome! I want to be his little brother!"

"Don't be a nymphomaniac! My little brother is mine!"

"Senior is mine!"

"I heard from a classmate in Class 3(2) that he can also write poetry!"

"Really or not? What did you write!"

Jiang Fei already had a cool appearance, and coupled with his cool and heroic demeanor when playing ball without breaking a sweat, the girls never took their eyes off him.

Before the vice principal finished applauding, he came up and grabbed Jiang Fei:

"Classmate, everyone who comes here is a guest. You have to be merciful and merciful. Just win."

The leading teacher of Seoul Sports High School also stepped forward and said to Jiang Fei in Korean:

"Classmate Xi, I apologize to you on their behalf. I'm sorry that they were rude. For the sake of our friendship with your school, please don't pursue it."

Jiang Fei looked at Li Chengxuan who was screaming on the ground and snorted coldly:

"Then why didn't you stop me in the first place? This is China, not a place for you to be tyrannical! Did you just throw the ball and kill people?"

"I'm sorry..." The leader's back naturally arched when he was told by a high school student.

At this moment, the petite Bae Zhuhyun from the South Korean cheerleading team trotted over, glared at Ha Yunji with her beautiful eyes, and said the harshest words in nice Korean:

"Losing and losing, I am willing to admit defeat! Hurry up and apologize for the dirty words you just said!!"

Bae Zhuhyun seemed to have a very high status in the delegation, and everyone fell silent when she spoke.

With his hands on his hips and angrily looking at Jiang Fei, Jiang Fei was in a daze. Could he say such fierce words with this face?

Obviously he is so small, and to be honest, his emotional intelligence is quite high. After teaching the boys a lesson, he first bowed to the teachers and players of No. 9 Middle School:

"Sorry, our basketball team members have caused trouble for you."

The translator immediately relented: "It's okay, it's okay, we are all children, it's normal to have some conflicts."

But Jiang Fei was not immune to any honey traps, so he still frowned and stared at his two defeated generals.

When Ha Yoon-ki and Lee Seung-hyun saw Bae Joo-hyun arriving, they immediately suppressed their unconvinced expressions and stood aside with gritted teeth.

The teacher leading the team also gritted his teeth and said:

"Ha Yoon Gi and Lee Seung Hyun, you two should be your representatives and apologize!"

Then a scene happened that made Ninth Middle School proud. The shirtless Ha Yoon-ki and Lee Seung-hyun, who had sneaker marks in the middle of his jersey, faced Chen Duoling. The members of the Ninth Middle School basketball team bowed and apologized one by one:

"I'm sorry Smecta."

"Hmm, now you know how to bow your head?"

"My son is so good!" Someone on the basketball team joked in Chinese but was frightened back by Jiang Fei's look.

Even the captain of the Ninth Squadron was startled by Jiang Fei's eyes. He thought to himself that they were all high school seniors, so why did this kid have such a sense of oppression that did not belong to his age?

But the student below looked proud and proud:

"I will write a manuscript tomorrow: The high school students from Dahanming Country bow their heads obediently in front of Ninth Middle School!"

"You like taking it off, right? Let you show it off!"

“It’s so cool!”

Li Qing raised his neck and waited for Li Chengxuan to finish his apology and said directly: "This is the respect Brother Fei has earned for us. Let's thank Brother Fei together!"

"Thank you, Brother Fei!"

"Thank you, senior!"

Chen Duoling's lips trembled up and down: "Thank you."

The basketball team of the exchange team didn't even look at the two people who were apologizing. They packed up their packages and left before the two people finished apologizing. After Lee Seung-hyun said the last words, he ran away in relief, his face as red as a monkey's butt.

I have never experienced such anger in South Korea. I didn’t expect that I would be so frustrated today in Ninth Middle School!

Jiang Fei did not steal the limelight from the vice principal. During the photo session, he put on the glasses handed by Li Qing and walked to the sidelines. Because he inherited his father's myopia, he also has mild myopia, so even though everyone in school can tell that he is

He is a sports student, but no one thinks he is a professional basketball player. He usually wears glasses and sportswear in school, giving him the handsome look of a polite scumbag.

But in fact, his head coach Hu Weidong has a high degree of myopia and astigmatism with a height of 1200 and can still become the Chinese Jordan.

But wherever he went, cheers sounded from his side:

"I saw Master Jiang Fei up close! He's so handsome, look at me!!"

"Master Jiang Fei!! So handsome!"

"Can you teach me how to pass the ball?"

"I love you, Jiang Fei from Class 2, Grade 3! Be my boyfriend!"

"Hey, hey, hey, sister Pomegranate, please stop shouting. I'm obviously here for Chen Duoling. If it weren't for Chen Duoling, I might not have come here at all."

"Ah!! I'm so envious of the school beauty!"

"You already said she was the school beauty!"

"Together, together!!"

"Is Master Jiang Fei here to protect the goddess? Then let's be together!"

The students' heckling made another client, Chen Duoling, blush involuntarily and look at Jiang Fei, who was walking alone to the class during the group photo.

Is this boy who has never met him before really playing because of himself and asking his opponent to apologize?

The South Korean leading teacher awkwardly shook hands with the vice-principal when taking a group photo:

"Your school is really unfathomable, I admire you."

After listening to the translation, the vice principal said: "No, he was originally playing CBA and he is the pride of our school."

In fact, he just learned about it and is already planning to raise the flag to praise Jiang Fei next Monday.

"From CBA?"

Ha Yunji, who was forced to take a group photo, became excited again when he heard the letter, and asked the translation teacher in detail:

"You mean, that player just now plays in the CBA?"

"Yes, he is a member of our hometown team Sujiang Iron and Steel, and he is currently a senior in our school." The translator said proudly.

"Then it's okay...Axi, you must have done it on purpose!"

Ha Yunji was completely speechless. He was a KBL player. He had heard of the CBA name. It was a fact that his level was higher than that of the KBL. This guy, Lee Seung-hyun, was fighting with a CBA player? In hindsight, he felt that

Tianchao High School no longer talks about martial ethics!

Li Chengxuan was even more furious. When the bell rang and the basketball court ended, he found Jiang Fei, who was chatting and "flirting" with Ding Jianguo in Class 2, Grade 3.

"You did a good job!"

"My major is just for fun."

"Is writing poetry just for fun?"

"Then you must be serious." Jiang Fei actually wrote casually in the morning just for fun, but a man's mouth cannot tell the truth in front of a woman.

Then I saw Lee Seung-hyun walking over again with an angry face, his dyed hair was messy:

"Are you from the CBA? Are you also going to participate in this year's NBA draft?"

Jiang Fei, who was disturbed, turned back and said speechlessly in Korean:

"none of your business?"

"You won't be able to pick him. Brother Ha Yunji will go to the United States for private training before the draft. My brother from Neon Country is also much better than you!!"

"Oh... do you want me to send you a message, Xiao Xiba?"

(Thanks to Timothy Merkez for the 10,000 point reward and becoming the first helmsman of this book!!

Thanks to passer-by Jinghong for tipping 15,000 points to become the second helmsman of this book!!

Thanks to xck253416 for the 5000 point reward and becoming the first deacon of this book. Thank you to the 3 readers!!!!)

Now I owe Timothy Merkez a reward of 10,000 yuan~

A passer-by surprised a handsome guy with a reward of 10,000 yuan~

Because there is not a single recommendation now, I will make up for it later~ (currently I owe 2 updates~)
Chapter completed!