Chapter 8 I became the resident villain in a beautiful campus drama

Author: Death from Exhaust

Chapter 8 I became the resident villain in a beautiful campus drama

As a high school football coach, Jack Murphy has had a bit of trouble lately.

As the most popular competitive sports sport in the United States, football naturally starts from the dolls, but football is a veritable sport for the rich. Helmet, shoulder pads, elbow pads, hip pads, knee pads, strand pads, hand guards, shin guards, sneakers, and uniforms, and it can't be beaten for a few hundred dollars.

In rugby games, physical confrontation is very fierce, and helmets and protective gears cannot be omitted, so most teenagers from families cannot afford to play rugby.

Now is the annual school season, and it is naturally the time to select new players of the school team. The quarterbacks and all guards of football are usually campus stars, cheerleaders, and players can take advantage of them. If the players become famous in the team, the female students they like on campus can roll the sheets by blowing a whistle.

In such an atmosphere, naturally, a large number of boys sign up for the selection as soon as school starts.

But what disappointed Jack Murphy was that the boys who participated in the election this year were all a bit in poor physical fitness, especially in terms of height and weight. He has lowered the standard to 1.80 meters and 160 pounds (about 72.5 kilograms). The people who can satisfy are not enough to withdraw the 12th-grade students who are about to graduate.

You can't lower the standards anymore, which means that the physical fitness of the team members will decline, the team's performance will decline, and the bonus will decrease.

So when someone informed me that a strong guy came to the school, Coach Murphy came with two assistant coaches.

At the door of the principal's office on the second floor of the office building, Coach Murphy met the so-called strong guy.

This is a standard handsome Italian guy with thick eyebrows, big eyes, deep eyes and high nose. His brown and black hair adds a touch of exotic charm to his handsome face.

Just looking at the face, it is already at the level of a movie star.

But that's not what made Coach Murphy's saliva flow out soon.

It is estimated that the size of 1.9 meters and at least 220 pounds is.

"Thank God for your gift." Coach Murphy, who wiped his saliva, walked up to Bill and subconsciously touched Bill's arms and shoulders.

"Tsk tsk tsk, God, touch this arm." The coach with big teeth bared his head and looked at a support coach, Robert, and recommended the muscles of this dream player.

Bill felt inexplicably rejected by this greedy principal and was about to go to other public schools to get to school. As soon as he went out, he was blocked by a middle-aged white man who was drooling and was touched.

He pushed away the middle-aged white man in front of him who had no politeness at all, and directly asked the man to take two steps back, and one of them couldn't stand firmly and sat on the ground.

What Bill didn't expect was that the middle-aged white man who was pushed down was not only not angry, but instead burst into laughter.

However, the black security guard who had just led the way responded fiercely and was about to stop Bill's further actions, but was stopped by another young white man who also laughed.

Bill felt more confused. Are these white people taking drugs? They are so weird.

The middle-aged white man who was pushed to the ground couldn't even speak, so he just smiled. The other people were also laughing. Bill decided to ignore these people and lifted his legs and left.

However, the young white man who had stopped the black security guards' movements had quick reactions. He first stood across to Bill, and then shouted: "boy, I heard you need to go back to school. I think we can help a little."

After saying that, he stared at Bill with a smile.

The feeling that these people gave Bill from beginning to end was strange, "What are you doing? I want you to deal with the bald man inside. Can you do it?"

He didn't want to waste time with this group of people who were suspected of gay.

The middle-aged white man on the ground smiled for a long time and could finally speak. With the help of his companions around him, he stood up and spread his hands to Bill and said, "Child, in the position where you are standing, in this school, no matter what, if you want you to speak, I will help you."

Then, he pointed to the beech door of the principal's office, "Now, I will satisfy your wish, let's get the principal and let him meet your request."

Bill reminded him: "This bald man said he would ask for $20,000 in sponsorship fees to let me go back to school to re-education."

The middle-aged white man's hands opened horizontally from his chest, "No problem. Not only do you not need to give him sponsorship fees, I will also ask him to give you money, but there is only a small condition. After I help you achieve your wish, you have to satisfy one of my wishes."

He turned around confidently, pushed open the office door, then pulled his right hand from head to low, and made a very sexy move to Bill.

Although it was still inexplicable, Bill saw that these people had no malice and should not be gay, so he returned to the office to hear how the middle-aged white man dealt with the principal.

There were school staff here, and two security guards, one white and one black, naturally returned to their posts, and the remaining few people walked into the office.

"My stupid principal, if you open your eyes and look at this hardworking, handsome... student, you know that you shouldn't miss such a good seedling that might go to Ohio State..."

Coach Murphy began to criticize the principal incessantly. At the beginning, his tone was quite polite, but later he became more and more rude. F and other tone were mixed in incomplete sentences, starting from their college days, and shaking off all the embarrassing things that the principal was dumped by his British girlfriend because of his arrogance.

"You are a German, and you happened to get the surname of a British man. You really think you are AS..."

The middle-aged white man's words revealed that the principal is German, and Bill began to understand why he was rejected.

Because Germans are the most despised by other white people, in fact, in their eyes, other non-Germanic white people may be a piece of soap.

"...I warn you that if my bonus is deducted, all the dinners this year will be your share of my money."

Coach Murphy finally finished scolding and ended his persuasion to the principal with his words he felt the heaviest.

During this process, President Jackson didn't say a word, and he didn't know why his college roommate went crazy, but he finally understood that he had to accept the "future football star".

"well!" In order to cover up the embarrassment and the ugliness that appeared in front of several others, Principal Jackson laughed, "This is my fault. I didn't realize that Bill Ferrari was actually a football star."

He did not add the adjective "future" from coach Murphy's mouth, which made the words "rugby star" sound a little ironic.

Bill didn't care about these details. The only thing he understood was that he could return to school without paying $20,000 in sponsorship fees, and the price was that he needed to join the football school team.

Well, this is not the price. American high school football players are really the kind who walk sideways in the school. There are several grades of each team, the special service group, the offensive group, and the defensive group in total, and they are all good fighters with big people.

Therefore, American campus villains are often rugby captains and cheerleaders. The classic American bullying is when these two people say that this is my territory in front of the bullied person, so that the bullied person will get out of here, otherwise they will have to help with homework. During this period, there are often any partying parties on weekends, but if they are not invited to the bullied person.

Of course, awkward dance is indispensable.

Unexpectedly, I became the resident villain of American campus dramas. Bill thought the result was acceptable.

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