Ye Zhenzhen was very unhappy, and her tone was not good: "Since Zhao Langjun has the fighting spirit to compete, he has to choose another good time. After all, the Cuju team of the academy has just finished a fierce competition.
Competing with them now would be like waiting for work, Zhao Langjun, do you think so or not?"
Zhao Jiade had probably never encountered such an attitude, and it was in public. He was even more embarrassed, his face was red and purple, his lips were pursed, and he was speechless.
Zhao Yuhuan's eyes darkened, and he immediately stood up to protect his son: "Mrs. Ning Guo, please forgive me, my son has a young temperament and is not thoughtful enough. Madam, please have a lot of money and don't argue with him."
Haha, if I remember correctly, he, as a father, brought up this topic first, right? Now he has become a teenager again?
He hinted both inside and outside of his words that if she cared about her, she would be a narrow-minded villain.
Ye Zhenzhen became even more angry, and just as she was about to fight back, Cui Weizhen held her hand. The familiar movement made her stop and look sideways at him.
As expected, Cui Weizhen stood up for her.
"What my wife said is absolutely true. The students of Luming Academy are not strong enough. It would be unfair to have another Cuju competition. I guess Zhao Langjun doesn't want to be accused of not being able to win with force."
Cui Weizhen's face was very pale, and Ye Zhenzhen, who was familiar with her, could even see a bit of ridicule and disdain in his eyes: "Not only the student union of Luming Academy, but also my own escort have practiced the new Cuju method several times. If Zhao Langjun returns,
If you want to ask for advice, my escort team can accompany you."
The faces of the Zhao family's father and son were a little ugly.
Just as Ye Zhenzhen guessed, they had the intention of taking advantage of the situation and stepping on others. As for the purpose of doing so, it was naturally related to the cultural square.
But they never expected that Magistrate Cui would be prepared, putting the father and son in a dilemma.
I have just made a request for advice. If I back down now, I am afraid that I will have a reputation of being weak and lose without a fight. This is extremely intolerable for a family that cherishes feathers.
Now we can only hope that Cui Zhifu's guards are not professional Cuju players and are not as good as the Zhao family's servants.
The Zhao family father and son looked at each other and immediately understood what each other meant.
Zhao Jiade looked respectful to the younger generation and saluted Cui Weizhen: "It is an honor for me to be able to fight against your Lord's escort. Please give me your advice."
Cui Weizhen was noncommittal and said to the guards around him: "Inform Zhou Wu and the others to come over."
Many of the guards, including Zhou Wu, were not in the stands. They were all ordered to watch the children - Cui Zhiduan's children were very naughty and did not want to stay with the adults. They went in groups to find another corner to watch the game.
For safety reasons, Zhou Wu and others must guard them at all times.
Not long after, Zhou Wu and the others came back, followed by a group of little tails. It was those boys who also came back.
Zhou Wu and others had already been told the whole story by their colleagues on the way. Without any instructions from their master, they immediately organized their team and arranged their tactics skillfully, and went down to the Cuju arena to wait.
Zhao Jiade also handed over to everyone and went down with a group of servants dressed in neat clothes - compared with the regular uniforms of Cui Mansion's guards, the Zhao family's servants, who were more convenient for movement, were particularly professional, and it also showed that the other party was well-prepared.
came.
The spectators in the stands thought that the game was over, and when they were about to leave, they suddenly saw two more teams coming to the Cuju court. When they heard that it was a competition between the guards of the Zhao family and Cui Zhifu, they were overjoyed and their mood was even worse than before.
Even more excited.
Before the game even started, the shouts and shouts were already thunderous. If you listened carefully, you could see that most of them were cheering for Magistrate Cui.
The popularity of the local tycoons was actually not as good as that of the newly arrived prefect. This realization made everyone in the central stand have different expressions, and Zhao Yuhuan's face darkened uncontrollably - the Cui family boy was really bullying others!
However, Cui Weizhen didn't care about his knife-like eyes at all. He seemed not worried about defeat and talked to his wife and children with a relaxed expression. The young man of the Cui family didn't know what he said, and even made him smile lightly.
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"Father, mother, Uncle Zhou Wu and the others are going to compete. Will they win?"
Cui Weizhen asked instead: "What do you think?"
This time it was Cui Zhiming who answered: "I think we will win. Uncle Zhou Wu is very good at Cuju. He can hit the target every time. Even Master Yang can't compare with him."
When the two brothers were exercising in the martial arts field, they had seen the guards practicing Cuju. In their opinion, Uncle Zhou Wu and the others were very good, but they didn't know how other people's Cuju was, and they had no way to compare, so they felt worried.
After some thought, Cui Zhiduan also nodded solemnly: "I hope Uncle Zhou Wu can win."
The kid from Ningkang didn't know who he learned it from. He clenched his fists and shouted excitedly: "Uncle Zhou Wu will win!"
"Must win!"
"Must win!"
Don't get me wrong, this is not an echo, but Cui Zhiduan's group of friends, Yu Wenqi and Wu Weiye shouted. These boys don't know what shyness is. They are full of fighting spirit and shout passionately. They are as excited as if they are on the battlefield.
It's like them.
Many people were so cute by them that they showed kind smiles, but the Zhao family's expressions were not very good. Zhao Yuhuan barely managed to show a perfunctory smile, and his eyes never left the battle on the Cuju field.
The situation on the Cuju field is very tense.
The Zhao family dared to cause trouble today, and indeed they had some confidence. The Zhao family servants led by Zhao Jiade were all physically strong and had extraordinary skills. They could grab the ball, dribble, attack and defend, and they all coordinated seamlessly.
It's like the first time I've made contact with him.
However, the Cui family guards are not inferior in any way. Although they are not professional Cuju players, they are superior because of their high strength and physical fitness. Their teammates are good brothers who have lived together through life and death. Their tacit understanding and cooperation are unmatched by anyone in the Zhao family.
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Even though everyone in the Zhao family was aggressive and aggressive, they still responded in a measured manner and flexibly changed their offensive and defensive formations, which made the aggressive Zhao family feel as if they were sinking into a quagmire, so the offensive involuntarily slowed down.
At this moment, Zhou Wu seized on the opponent's defensive loophole and directly raised his foot to kick. Cuju drove in like a rainbow piercing the sun, passing through the crowd of Zhao family and heading straight for the goal.
The Zhao family's goalkeeper rushed to catch the ball, but missed it and Cuju fell into the net unimpeded.
The ball went in!
In an instant, the whole place roared with cheers and shouts. The atmosphere was actually even more lively than during the previous student Cuju team competition.