Lin Yi walked into the classroom, and countless eyes fell on him.

"Lin Yi, don't think that you will be fine just because Fang You is protecting you. Let me tell you, we all saw you hurt Feng Yong!" Zhao Dong, who was wearing No. 7 jersey, stepped forward.

, pointing at Lin Yi’s nose.

"That's right, we were all watching!" Another boy echoed.

Zhao Dong's face was full of contempt: "Hiding behind a woman, what's the point of it!"

"And the school's Xia Chun Cup is about to start. If you hurt Feng Yong, our class won't be able to play football. Then our whole class will be embarrassed!"

Lin Yi glanced at Zhao Dong, raised the corners of his mouth, and walked past Zhao Dong.

The moment they passed each other, Lin Yi stretched out his left hand and patted Zhao Dong's arm.

Zhao Dong was a little annoyed when he saw that Lin Yi didn't reply and ignored him. Unexpectedly, he suddenly felt a heavy weight on his shoulder and a strong force. Zhao Dong's expression changed. In the eyes of everyone, he fell directly to the ground with a plop.

"Hey, Zhao Dong, why are you ejaculating for him?" A boy was startled when he saw Zhao Dong suddenly lying down, with a look of surprise on his face.

"Yeah, what are you doing!" The other person looked confused.

Zhao Dong was in trouble. He didn't have time to react just now, otherwise he wouldn't have been shot so easily and fell to the ground.

"Who do you think you are?" Lin Yi said calmly without even looking at Zhao Dong, who stood up from the ground holding the desks on both sides.

What are you?

Lin Yi spoke coldly and glanced around. Wherever he looked, the students who had been chattering away just now suddenly looked away one by one, not daring to look at Lin Yi.

The classroom became quiet, and Lin Yi returned to his seat and sat down.

Zhao Dong got up from the ground, his face extremely ugly, and he stared at Lin Yi fiercely, but he did not dare to step forward to provoke him.

Lin Yi glanced at Chen Meng. She was not in her seat. It seemed that she had most likely followed Zheng Changhe to send Feng Yong to the hospital.

Throughout the afternoon, Lin Yi scanned the physics exercise book.

"From the first year to the second year of high school, it takes two years and four semesters. I have completed half of the physics knowledge points, and I can finish it completely in one afternoon."

"Chinese is more about accumulation, English is about memory, Biophysics and Chemistry is about memory plus doing questions, and Mathematics is basically the same. According to this progress, it will only take a week at most to make up for all the previously missed courses."

"Then the next step is to wait for the exam." Lin Yi thought, looking out the window, his eyes far away, with a bit of comfort.

When the bell rang for the last class, Zheng Changhe and Chen Meng walked in from outside the classroom.

Chen Meng returned to his seat, and Zheng Changhe walked up to the podium, his face a little ugly.

"Everyone should go back to your seats and sit down. Be quiet for a while. I'll tell you something first." Zheng Changhe patted the podium table and shouted below.

The students in the classroom soon became quiet, and they all looked at Zheng Changhe.

"The first thing is that classmate Feng Yong was accidentally injured while playing football at noon today, so..." Before Zheng Changhe could finish his words, Lin Yi just patted him on the shoulder, causing him to kneel on the ground.

Zhao Dong stood up from his seat with an angry look on his face.

"Feng Yong was not injured accidentally! It was caused by Lin Yi, I can testify!" Zhao Dong suddenly turned his head and pointed in the direction of Lin Yi: "That's what he did, and I very much doubt that Lin Yi has

Serious violent tendencies!"

Zhao Dong looked at Lin Yi with eyes full of indignation.

"Yes! I can also testify!" A boy stood up.

"I bear witness!" another boy shouted in agreement.

"I suggest that the school expel Lin Yi. I feel very scared with a guy like him!" Zhao Dong puffed out his chest: "And because of Lin Yi, Feng Yong can't play football, and we will definitely lose the Xia Chun Cup! He

This is embarrassing our class!"

After Zhao Dong finished speaking, he looked at Lin Yi with a sneer on his face.

Even if you are strong, what can you do?

A poor boy with no family background dares to be so arrogant. He just doesn't know how to die.

"When Feng Yong was here, I didn't see how well your team played." Lin Yi crossed his hands on his chest, leaned on the chair, looked at Zhao Dong and the few players who stood up to identify him, and said,

The face is disdainful.

"People like you only make excuses for failure and never consider your own problems."

"Why are you participating in the Xia Chun Cup after playing like a ****? I think you should study honestly and don't embarrass yourself by participating in the competition." Lin Yi's words were not loud, but they were very penetrating.

powerful.

Zhao Dong's expression changed, a little ugly.

"When Feng Yong was here yesterday, was it you people who kicked out the 4-0 score? To show off, you must first have strength. Pretending without strength is a joke. You know you will lose but you still have to shamelessly run up and embarrass yourself.

, beyond stupidity.”

Lin Yi's every word was like a nail in the hearts of those players. Their skills were indeed not very good, and they were unable to stop Yi Sicheng's attack yesterday.

Yi Sicheng went straight in and broke through the defense line continuously, causing Team 7 to lose completely. This was a very heartbreaking thing in itself.

There is even a rumor outside that a team with eleven players in Class Seven is not as good as one player from Yi Sicheng in Class Three. Although Zhao Dong and others did not say this, they felt as uncomfortable as eating shit in their hearts.

Now that Lin Yi mentioned it so straightforwardly, Zhao Dong couldn't help but look at Lin Yi with eyes full of anger: "It's simple, Lin Yi, don't forget! You are also on our team.

, you have a share in losing!"

"Don't you feel ashamed!" Zhao Dong was already a little hysterical.

"Am I embarrassed?" Lin Yi raised his eyebrows and shook his head slightly: "Why should I feel ashamed for trash like you? None of you are qualified to be my teammate."

"In my opinion, eleven of you are not even qualified to be my substitute."

"You are just a bunch of trash living in your own world for your own entertainment."

"Besides, let alone you guys who were kicked out 4-0 by Yi Sicheng alone. Even Yi Sicheng is not qualified to play on the same field with me."

silence.

After Lin Yi finished speaking, the whole class focused their attention on Lin Yi.

Lin Yi maintained the same posture, leaning back slightly on the chair, with a faint and uninhibited smile on the corner of his mouth. His eyes were full of calm, without any fluctuations caused by these words.

mad.

This was the first impression everyone had when looking at Lin Yi at this moment.

But soon, Zhao Dong laughed: "Who can't tell lies? Even Yi Sicheng is not qualified to be on the same court with you?"

"Yisicheng is the main starting forward, and you are just a substitute defender, sitting on the bench outside the court line. They really have no chance to be on the same court with you."

Zhao Dong's words caused the whole audience to burst into laughter.

"If you don't look in the mirror to see what kind of virtue you have, you are not worthy of being Yi Sicheng's opponent." A small boy in the front row pushed up the frame of his glasses, his face full of contempt.

"If you brag, you will brag. This Lin Yi is really disgusting. He talks nonsense in such a way that it makes you sick to your stomach." Sitting at Chen Meng's table was a little girl. She turned to Lin Yifan from behind.

Rolled his eyes.

Chen Meng's beautiful eyebrows wrinkled slightly, looking at Lin Yi who looked calm, she felt angry in her heart.

Today, Chen Meng accompanied Zheng Changhe to send Feng Yong to the hospital. They took pictures at the hospital. When they got the X-ray films, even the doctor was shocked.

Feng Yong's entire right leg bone showed a 180-degree twisted fracture state, which is more troublesome than a comminuted fracture.

According to doctors, injuries like this are usually caused by improper operation of machinery by factory workers. Feng Yong's injury was quite serious and he will most likely have to use crutches for the rest of his life.

Chen Meng didn't quite believe that Lin Yi could cause such harm to Feng Yong, but when he heard Lin Yi's words at this moment, he felt that the entire Class 7 team was being despised.

As the monitor of Class 7, how could Chen Meng not be angry?

"Okay, okay! Everyone, be quiet!" Zheng Changhe stood on the podium with a serious voice and slammed the table several times.

"You guys sit down first!" Zheng Changhe glanced at Zhao Dong and others, and saw that they were all sitting down, and then continued: "Classmate Feng Yong is now hospitalized. The cause of the injury is still under investigation in the school.

"

"I think everyone knows what kind of game the Xia Chun Cup is and how important it is. I don't really agree with what classmate Zhao Dong said just now. Although Feng Yong was injured and couldn't participate in the game, our class still can't do it so easily.

Just admit defeat."

Zheng Changhe organized his words and looked at Zhao Dong: "By the way, doesn't the team still have substitutes?"

"Yeah, isn't Lin Yi the substitute? Even Yi Sicheng is not qualified to play with him, how can we be qualified to play with him?" Zhao Dong said angrily.

"It's a good thing to be a little self-aware." Lin Yi made a point at this time: "Zhao Dong, you are really not qualified."

Lin Yi's words simply made Zhao Dong want to spit out a mouthful of blood and die here.

So crazy!

Who is this Lin Yi!

Couldn't he even hear the contempt in Zhao Dong's tone?

Seeing that another collective crusade against Lin Yi was about to begin below the podium, Zheng Changhe frowned and looked at Lin Yi with an unhappy expression on his face, but he waved at least: "Don't make any noise, just be quiet, no matter what

He said, the game still has to be played, so let Lin Yi play."

Zheng Changhe made the decision, Zhao Dong looked dissatisfied, but said nothing more.

He knew that nothing he said now would work.

"Well, Lin Yi, please come out." Zheng Changhe stretched out his hand, pointed in Lin Yi's direction, and then walked out of the classroom with his hands behind his back.

Seeing Lin Yi follow Zheng Changhe out of the classroom, Zhao Dong gritted his teeth.

"What should we do now? Let Lin Yi, a stupid guy, come on the field and we're going to kick the ass?" As soon as Zheng Changhe left, the players from Class 7 immediately gathered together and the crowd was excited.

"Isn't he capable?" Zhao Dong sneered: "When the time comes when he comes on the field, we won't play anymore and let him, Lin Yi, play alone."

"Let him, Lin Yi, embarrass himself by himself, you stupid thing." Zhao Dong looked resentful.

"Okay, let's do it like this!" The surrounding players agreed one by one, waiting for the Xia Chun Cup to start so that everyone in the school could see Lin Yi's joke.
Chapter completed!