138: Chapter 138 What’s the Story Behind This?
138: Chapter 138 What’s the Story Behind This?
All the buddies at First High were shocked to their core.
Damn, all the folks from Second High are here?
Looking at the swarming crowd, everyone’s scalp tingled.
What did three thousand people mean?
Enough to fill the entire sports ground of the high school seniors.
Add in the three thousand from First High, and that made it six thousand people.
Watching the tide of humanity continuously flood into the school, Zhou Jie immediately ran to the broadcasting room.
“All students, please return to your classes, and all teachers, please take your students with you, and go back to the classrooms to continue teaching.”
He shouted it three times.
However, the people sitting on the sports ground remained perfectly still.
Fuck off, such an exciting scene is unfolding, and we’re waiting to watch it.
Go back to the classroom?
Are you sick or something?
No matter how hoarsely Zhou Jie yelled in the broadcasting room, it was all for naught.
A group of people sat on the sports ground, their gazes intense, waiting for the race to start.
Seeing this, Zhou Jie gave up, then squeezed through the crowd and went directly to the sports ground to get ready to host the marathon.
“Have the doctors arrived?” Zhou Jie asked Xu Guozhi.
“They’re blocked at the gate.” Xu Guozhi looked at the dense crowd at the entrance, sweating profusely.
“Go ahead and open all the gates, divert the flow,” Zhou Jie sighed, then his gaze fell on Zhang Fan.
At that moment, Zhang Fan was sitting on the stone steps, with Ye Xuan and Zhang Xiaoyuan both hovering around him, massaging him continuously.
Zhou Jie, looking at this scene, felt the cold sweat on his forehead start to trickle down again.
Jesus, do you have to show off like a big shot with girls on each arm?
Damn it, this is a school.
Zhang Fan was thoroughly enjoying it, feeling the soft fists against his body that nearly worked all the tension out of his bones.
“A bit to the left, a little more to the left,” Zhang Fan hummed with a mix of pain and pleasure.
“Brother, you have to push hard this time and really deal with that guy,” Zhang Xiaoyuan said, pouting her lips and shooting an icy glare at Qi Lin.
Qi Lin was not far from Zhang Fan, on the track, doing chest expansion exercises.
Seeing the scene around Zhang Fan, some people quickly ran to Qi Lin and said, “Teacher Qi Lin, would you like us to give your legs a rub?”
What a joke.
Now that the people from Second High had come, they didn’t want to lose face for Second High.
Qi Lin coldly said, “Heh, who has the leisure to rub legs now?
It’s going to be a marathon soon.
If this kid is doing that sort of thing, I want to see how far he can run.”
Qi Lin’s tone was full of contempt, displaying his disgust without any attempt to hide it.
Especially when he thought about Zhang Fan’s warm-up, which looked more like a lazy stretch, his heart grew even colder.
Enjoy sitting comfortably, because soon you’ll be crying.
The people from Second High moved forward slowly, their eyes surveying the surroundings.
Naturally, they were eager to see the audacious kid who dared challenge the Demon King, Qi Lin.
However, seeing Ye Xuan and Zhang Xiaoyuan by Zhang Fan’s side aroused intense jealousy in the crowd.
Even though they weren’t students of First High, they still knew of Ye Xuan, the goddess at the level of the school’s beauty queen.
Damn it, just seeing Ye Xuan rubbing shoulders with that brat Zhang Fan got everyone seething with rage.
“Kill Zhang Fan!
Teacher Qi Lin is mighty!”
Nobody knew who shouted the phrase filled with anger, but the people from Second High immediately echoed it.
The roar was thunderous, reaching the skies.
“Damn it, the dogs from Second High have come to run wild in our First High.
Brothers, stand up, annihilate the dogs from Second High.”
“Annihilate the dogs from Second High.”
The voices surged like waves, and the windows of the teaching buildings began to vibrate.
Zhou Jie looked at the situation and his complexion turned pale.
Damn, if a fight breaks out later, this is definitely going to be a disaster.
Zhou Jie grabbed the microphone and shouted, “Everyone, quiet down, students from the Second High School, we welcome your arrival.
Please find your own seats and don’t crowd.
Safety comes first.”
At that moment, Zhang Hua walked out of the crowd with a camera in tow.
His face was flushed with color.
He had never expected Zhang Fan to provoke Qi Lin, and in a marathon, no less.
Tsk, completely reckless.
He knew full well what Qi Lin was capable of.
Could a greenhorn really compete with someone who had won honors in national marathons?
“Old Zhou, this isn’t very sportsmanlike, is it?
Our Second High School’s teachers come to your First High School, and you challenge us to a competition.
You clearly don’t take us seriously at all.” Zhang Hua’s voice was tinged with a mix of infuriation and schadenfreude.
Zhou Jie glared at Zhang Hua, his face full of the joys of spring, and really wanted to slap the microphone onto Zhang Hua’s face.
Damn marathon, it takes two to tango.
If Qi Lin hadn’t messed with Zhang Fan, why would Zhang Fan retaliate?
“Cut the crap, take care of your own people.
If anything happens, let me tell you, you’ll be fully responsible,” Zhou Jie said sternly, his gaze sweeping the area.
His expression brightened when he saw Xu Guozhi approaching with four doctors.
“Hey, Elder Gao, what brings you here?” Zhou Jie said as he saw Gao Yuan carrying a medicine box, feeling much more assured.
Who didn’t know of Gao Yuan’s reputation?
Damn, this time there definitely wouldn’t be a problem.
Gao Yuan replied without a word, instead looking towards Zhang Fan who sat on the stone steps not far away.
Gao Yuan hurried over, excited like a child seeing a toy, his eyes fiery with passion.
“Master, what are you doing here?” Gao Yuan exclaimed with ecstatic joy.
“Master?” Zhou Jie and Xu Guozhi and the others had their faces change color instantly.
To be called Master by Gao Yuan, damn, how high must the man’s stature be?
“Grandpa Gao!”
Ye Xuan was the first to react, turning his head and respectfully calling out.
Zhang Fan, caught up in the moment, quickly spotted Gao Yuan.
Freaking hell, what is this old man doing here?
“Grandpa Gao,” Zhang Fan also immediately stood up, his demeanor becoming utterly respectful.
It was no joke; putting on an act in front of Elder Gao would literally shorten one’s life, and if his father found out, he would certainly get a flying kick.
“Hey hey, that won’t do, that won’t do.
Master, just calling me Gao Yuan is fine,” blurted out Gao Yuan with a flushed face, hastily gesturing with his hands.
In his mind, Zhang Fan was his senior.
There is an order to the way, and regardless of age, someone who could restore Ye Yan to normal with just a touch of acupuncture and medicine paste has to possess incredible medical skill.
Zhang Fan was also feeling quite overwhelmed, knowing the reason behind Elder Gao’s temperament.
“Grandpa Gao, respecting the old and loving the young is a traditional virtue of our Chinese culture.
If my Dad knew I was calling you by your first name, he’d break my legs,” Zhang Fan immediately said, not daring to overstep at all.
He had been able to cure Ye Yan only because he had cheated, whereas Elder Gao’s genuine skills had saved many lives.
How could he dare to be presumptuous?
The admiration in Gao Yuan’s eyes grew more intense, and his bashful demeanor left Zhang Fan caught between laughter and tears.
“Grandpa Gao, please call me Xiao Fan from now on,” Zhang Fan promptly said.
Ye Xuan also chimed in to back Zhang Fan up, “Grandpa Gao, if you keep calling Zhang Fan ‘Master,’ I won’t know how to address you in the future.”
Only then did Gao Yuan begin chuckling nervously, “Alright, alright, from now on I’ll call you Xiao Fan.”
Zhou Jie, Xu Guozhi, Zhang Hua, and the others who followed Gao Yuan were dumbfounded as they stared at Zhang Fan.
Good heavens, to make Elder Gao call him Master, what exactly had Zhang Fan done?
Not far away, Xu Jin and Liu Feifei also widened their eyes in shock.
Just what is the backstory of this Zhang Fan?