Chapter 67 It’s over! I’m going to be completely abused! Oh, you’re all going to be abused! That’s all right!On the helicopter. Qin Feng looked at the ground through the side window. Thinking back to what Jiang Wushuang said before he left, he remained silent. Jiang Wushuang: "Are you still going to participate in the city competition?" "Compared to other students, you've spent a lot of time, and you're not far from the national competition..." Qin Feng responded: "We must do what we promised." Then, Jiang Wushuang dispatched a plane to take him to Cangzhou. A trip to Minghai takes ten days, and there are only twenty days left before the national competition. Now he has to participate in the teacher-student competition held in Cangzhou with the bald director, and he really doesn't have much time left. He was unwilling to choose "Winter is Coming" or "The Angry Birds".
"Ring ring ring..." A familiar phone call rang. Qin Feng was not very skilled in using his new phone to answer the call. After completing the Minghai copy, he asked someone to replace his mobile phone. The original battle-damaged version had low volume and poor signal, which really affected the experience. Line connected. The bald director's voice rang out. "Qin Feng, the teacher-student match will start in half an hour. Are you there yet?" "almost!" Qin Feng looked at the guard, who lip-synced to him for half an hour. "That's fine. Your wife is here today too. Let's go all out and show that bitch how powerful I am! I'll make her kneel down and sing Conquer!" "Which woman? Who are you calling uncle?" "Still singing Conquer?" "Zhou Jianhua! I'm from Shudao Mountain, if you dare to run away, just try!" A woman's voice was heard on the other end of the line, and the bald director was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat. I didn’t expect my wife to hear me talking on the phone with my students. It’s not the teacher’s wife’s fault. She was afraid that the director would be under a lot of pressure before the game, so she wanted to cheer him on, and she mistakenly listened to the director’s pre-game declaration. Qin Feng hung up the phone silently. He had heard a little about his master's wife. The bald director behaved unusually delicately in front of the master's wife. She can be said to be a good parent... bah, she is also good at controlling her husband.
During the Chinese New Year, Qin Feng and Zheng Xin'an visited the director's home, but saw the director's wife and three relatives playing mahjong. They wanted to ask where the director was. When he was not in the kitchen or the laundry room, he was watching his wife play mahjong. But is it really just about watching mahjong? The director is still knitting a sweater... The woman plays mahjong while the man knits sweaters. The scene is unimaginable! …… Cangzhou. The scene of the teacher-student competition. The director had a lot of trouble trying to appease his wife, but he still felt a lot more stressed. There are less than ten minutes left before the event starts and Qin Feng hasn't arrived yet! Why is it taking so long? In a previous phone call, the other party told them about the situation, but if they came after the deadline, they would be considered to have given up! The director was worried. Other teams had already finished preparing, but when it was his turn, he was the only one in the team, and even the staff were urging him to hurry up. But facing this situation, it's like the helplessness of a man when he is laid off. Qin Feng is on the plane, I can't fly over and pull him over! Delay after delay, all he could do was pray. The worst that could happen is that he can just give up. Qin Feng has already brought honor to the school by passing Minghai, so he can just give up and fight on his own. "Damn it, someone cleared the Minghai dungeon! Was it Qin Feng?" The voice was so loud that it attracted the attention of the teams on the field, including the director. Seeing their shock and envy, the director couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth. It's just normal, isn't it just clearing the Minghai copy? I'm just a student. I have something to announce. My student has cleared the God copy! The director’s bold imagination and sudden secret satisfaction are different! But the following words made him feel like he was falling into an icy cave, and he couldn't believe it. "Qin Feng? Just an unlucky kid!" "Oh? What do you say?" Everyone present smelled the aroma of melon and stretched their heads out like curious babies. "I heard that Qin Feng had just gone to the raid, and within four hours, the dungeon was taken over by someone else!" "Wow! Such bad luck!" "It's okay if someone intercepted it in advance!" "The group is powerful, but Qin Feng is too unlucky. If he had used the God's copy, he might not be able to win the first place in the national competition!" Hearing this, the director felt something was wrong and looked embarrassed: "Who told you this? Do you have any evidence?" "Evidence? A lot of creators have seen it. Qin Feng left the platform for four hours and cleared the dungeon. Do you think a student can clear the dungeon in four hours?" "How can it be!" The team teacher looked unconvinced. The director was furious and wanted to continue to explain himself, but was interrupted by the other party.
"Hey, the competition is about to start, where are your students? Why haven't they come yet?" As soon as these words were spoken, the teams on the field all looked towards the director. There were less than three minutes left before the start of the game, and only the teacher came to the teacher-student competition, which meant he had forfeited according to the rules. The director was silent, his mind completely focused on intercepting the copy. The teacher of Cangzhou No. 1 Middle School glanced at everyone with disdain. It was a competition between teachers and students, so it didn't matter who was missing or who was absent. They would definitely win. The other side of the team. Lang Zeyu met his senior, who also worked as a teacher after graduation. "Are you confident to come this year? Let me see how friendly the students are?" In front of Lang Zeyu, the young teacher seemed to be smearing white putty and teasing him. "81." "Tsk tsk, it's okay!" "Li Hua, tell me how much divinity you have!" A fat student came up behind the young teacher and shouted out in a rather unmodest tone: “89!” "How is it? Is it okay?" Lang Zeyu looked calm and said calmly, "Not bad." "You would also admit that others have higher divinity? Hahahaha!" The young teacher seemed to be taking advantage of the situation and felt bored, so he pulled the students aside to talk about creative things. …… Time passed by minute by minute. The teacher next to the director couldn't stand it anymore. With a surprised look on his face, he said, "No, you were really stood up by your own students?" In the teacher-student competition, the teachers came but the students didn’t. Isn’t this a joke? If I had known this would happen, I could have replaced him with someone else if I felt his ability was not good enough. Now it has turned out to be so ugly! The teacher-student competition looks like an ordinary city competition, but it is also jointly organized by several states and the venue is rotated. This year it will be held in Cangzhou and next year it will be held in Jiangzhou. The method of participating in the competition is that each state will send several teams to compete with each other. The value may not be as high as that of state or national competitions, but it’s not small either! Just when the organizer finalized the time, the helicopter finally arrived overhead. Whether it is the contestants or the audience, at this moment, they all looked up at the sky. The helicopter flew here. What is the identity of the other party? On the ground, the controller was arranged to direct the landing. After getting off the helicopter, Qin Feng jogged into the crowd until he was stopped by the staff and was not allowed to enter. "I am a student. Let's form a team together. I have a competition certificate!" In the competition area, the director ran over, holding out the entry certificate in his hand and shouting. The staff member took the entry certificate with some doubt, looked at it for a few seconds, and handed it to the senior staff, who gave the OK to let it in.
The two saw each other, hugged each other, and finally arrived at the last moment! Without having time to say anything, Qin Feng followed the director back to his original position. "Boom!" "The four-state joint teacher-student competition has officially begun!" the other side. Lang Zeyu looked at the student that the teacher was leading and inexplicably felt that the other person's figure was familiar. Who is it? Until he coincided with the figure in his mind. Lang Zeyu suddenly realized. Finished! It’s Qin Feng! I'm going to be completely defeated! Lang Zeyu felt miserable as he encountered such a genius in his first competition. But when he looked at the teams on the field, they were excited and striving for first place. Lang Zeyu breathed a sigh of relief and comforted himself. Oh, you're all going to be tortured! That’s okay! …… (End of this chapter)