In the end, Yu Wenqi had no chance to beat anyone, because the master not only pulled him away, but also gave him and Lu Wencheng a lecture.
Lu Wencheng listened to the instructions honestly and admitted his mistakes honestly, but Yu Wenqi, who pouted and looked unconvinced, was particularly disobedient.
The teacher of this class, whose surname was Chai, was easy-going and generous, and was very popular with the students. However, good people also have tempers. When the students refused to change despite repeated teachings, he could no longer bear his temper.
His face darkened, his brows furrowed, and just as the words of punishment were on his lips, Ye Zhenzhen appeared. She seemed to have just arrived, as if she didn't know anything, and she greeted Master Chai with a smile: "Chai
Master, it’s class, have these two boys made you angry?”
"Master Ye."
Master Chai bowed his hands respectfully, but Ye Zhenzhen quickly avoided him: "We are all masters of the academy, Master Chai, there is no need to be so polite."
Chai Fuzi's complexion became a little better, so he said in a very condescending manner: "It's not a big deal. The two children had a quarrel. It's just a little lesson."
After that, he glanced at the two students again: "Come on."
Lu Wencheng bowed respectfully and left. Yu Wenqi was unconvinced and looked over with an aggrieved look, as if he wanted to complain. Ye Zhenzhen sweated in her heart and patted his head before he complained: "Hurry up and join the queue.
, don’t make Master angry again.”
Yu Wenqi was quite obedient and joined the queue obediently.
Cui Zhiduan and Cui Zhiming hurriedly went over to comfort him. I don't know what Cui Zhiduan said, but Yu Wenqi's face instantly turned from gloomy to clear, and he smiled again.
It was not convenient for Ye Zhenzhen to ask, but she soon learned about the follow-up. The news was told to her by Chief Dai Shanzhen.
"Master Ye, I heard that your son is going to compete in Cuju with the husband of the Lu family. Why don't you go over and have a look?"
What? A test of Cuju?
Ye Zhenzhen said in surprise: "Zhi Duan is not a competitive person, how could he compete with others in Cuju?"
She thought about what happened in the archery class. Could it be that she wanted to teach that boy from the Lu family a lesson?
There was a Cuju court in Luming Academy. Ye Zhenzhen asked a student to help give Jin Yingxuan and Yang Wanshi a message, then turned around and went to the Cuju court.
Unexpectedly, Dai Shanchang also followed, looking very interested: "I didn't expect the children in the elementary school class to also learn to play Cuju. It's really interesting. Such a wonderful scene cannot be without me, Dai."
Ye Zhenzhen: "..."
Just like that, Ye Zhenzhen and the mountain leader who joined in the fun arrived at the Cuju field. At this time, the field was very lively. There were not only a group of little cubs who were much shorter, but also a group of college students who came after hearing the news. Their faces were
The expression on his face was the same as that of Dai Shanchang, he was here to watch the fun.
Sure enough, the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked.
The competition at the scene has not yet begun. The little bean sprouts on the field are obviously divided into two camps. One of them is led by Lu Wencheng. The red silk cloth tied on their hands is the red side; the other side is led by Cui Weizhen.
It is tied with blue silk cloth, which is the blue square.
At this time, the red and blue teams gathered with the captain as the center, and their little heads were gathered together as if they were discussing strategies, looking very serious.
Ye Zhenzhen walked over and heard that his son was feeling the bottom.
"Xiao Qi, can you play Cuju?"
"I haven't, I haven't, I only saw my brothers kicking me."
"Where's Kang'er?"
"No, I haven't seen it."
…
Ye Zhenzhen felt worried for her son, but fortunately there was a young friend who looked quite strong and nodded confidently: "I can play Cuju. I often play with my grandfather's soldiers."
This boy's name is Wu Weiye. His grandfather is also one of the retired pension cadres. He has many old subordinates under his command. He probably grew up fighting with these soldiers.
Even so, only half of the people in the blue team have experience in Cuju and have good skills. As for the opposite red team...
Wu Weiye reported the enemy's situation: "Lu Wencheng is very good at Cuju, and his team members are also experts. I lost to him several times."
There was a look of reluctance on his face.
Seeing this, Yu Wenqi became even more worried: "Zhi Duan, it's all my fault for causing trouble to you. If you hadn't vented my anger on my behalf, you wouldn't have had to compete with him in Cuju, which he's best at."
"It's okay, don't worry, we don't know who will win or lose."
Cui Zhiduan was particularly calm: "Lu Wencheng is always cheating. This time we will defeat him where he is best and see how he can confuse right and wrong in the future."
Yu Wenqi instantly turned into starry eyes.
Don't talk about him, Ye Zhenzhen was also fascinated. She didn't expect that her son had grown up in a place she couldn't see. This kind of independent leadership temperament relied on more than just status.
Earlier, when she saw her son surrounded by a group of friends, she thought her son was popular, but she didn't expect that she had underestimated him.
After Cui Zhiduan stabilized the morale of the army, he began to arrange his troops again, placing Yu Wenqi, Ning Kang and other players who were not good at it or not very good at it next to Cui Zhiming and Wu Weiye, who were good at it. If their ball accidentally dropped,
, with Cui Zhiming’s ability, they can also save the ball.
After he finished arranging his troops and the group cheered him up, they discovered Ye Zhenzhen standing next to him.
Everyone knew that this was the mother of their captain and the master of the academy, so they quickly and respectfully performed the disciple ceremony.
Cui Zhiduan was both happy and a little embarrassed: "Mom, why are you here?"
Ye Zhenzhen looked at him with a smile: "I heard that you were going to compete with others in Cuju, so I came over to have a look. Son, come on! Mom, I believe you can win."
Cui Zhiduan's face turned red and he nodded heavily: "Well, we will definitely win."
Someone on Lu Wencheng's side looked over, and a medium-sized voice suddenly sounded: "Hey, you're an unweaned baby."
The unabashed ridicule not only made Cui Zhiduan's face darken, but Ye Zhenzhen's face also darkened.
She asked and looked around, but the group of people immediately lowered their heads and did not dare to look directly at her. The person who was taunting could not be identified. They were a group of children, and Ye Zhenzhen couldn't argue with them even if she wanted to.
I feel sorry for my son!
Fortunately, her son was very up to date. Although he was also disgusted, he did not do anything impulsive. Instead, he made a declaration of war with high spirits: "Who is the unweaned baby? We will see the truth on the field. A certain
If some people lose then, don’t cry and complain!”
Lu Wencheng realized that he was being ridiculed, and turned red and glared at each other: "Humph, we are not afraid of you. It is not certain who will lose and who will win."
The provocation of the two captains completely ignited the fighting spirit of both sides. Everyone stood behind their captains and swept the formation. Although they were small, their momentum was not lost at all.
Chief Dai Shan enjoyed watching it very much and kept cheering: "Yes, yes, young people should have fighting spirit. Now that I am free, I will personally play drums and judge for you."
The spirits of both teams were lifted and their fighting spirit became even higher.
The two parties had retreated to the left and right, and Cuju was about to begin. Ye Zhenzhen retreated to the sidelines and watched nervously and expectantly.
