Ouyang Qianli guessed correctly, Principal Zhang was taking emergency action.
He first called Sun Zhi and the others in front of him, and ordered them to warn all the poor students who might have been persuaded by Li Xiaofeng, and then rushed to the Sancai Hall himself.
Before the school bully duo reached the school leisure area, the principal's request had spread everywhere. In an instant, the two became a plague, and no one was seen wherever they went.
"Da Sheng, your guess is pretty much the same as ours. Let's go find your former subordinates."
Li Xiaofeng was not discouraged and started searching one by one according to the list provided by Qian Dasheng.
It is naturally easy for God of War to search for a person in a fixed space. Unfortunately, the former subordinates of the down-and-out school bully had to shake their heads, dodge, and even fall out on the spot.
After walking around for a while, the school bully duo is still a duo.
Qian Dasheng remembered the scene where he had patted his chest to assure himself, and he was so ashamed that he wanted to crawl into the cracks in the ground.
Li Xiaofeng looked calm, waved his hand again, and walked towards the second target - the student union.
The student union is a shelter that houses trash that is looked down upon by major societies. It was also Dasheng Qian's favorite target to bully in the past.
The down-and-out school bully didn't want to bully anyone anymore, but his boss looked excited, rolled up his sleeves, raised his arms, and rushed into the student union's activity room aggressively.
Sure enough, when a group of students saw Dasheng Qian, their expressions immediately changed.
The down-and-out school bully suddenly became energetic, and the boss even smiled brightly. He selected the two most cowardly and unlucky guys and threatened sternly: "Sign immediately, hurry up!"
The fist was indeed the truth, and the two students tremblingly picked up their pens with tears on their cheeks.
Just then, the director of foreign affairs descended from the sky and drove the two school bullies out of the activity room.
Alas, the job of being a school bully is not easy!
The life that Li Xiaofeng longed for as a school bully was greatly affected. It was over before it really started. He couldn't help but sigh, and Qian Dasheng even looked sad.
Time kept passing by, but the two people squatting in the corner were still two people.
Seeing that evening was coming, the omnipotent soldier suddenly stood up, his eyes shining brightly. Qian Dasheng instinctively wanted to follow him, but the boss firmly waved his hand to stop him.
At the entrance of the training hall, a group of students from ordinary classes swarmed out.
"Xiao Hei, Xiao Hei!"
The omnipotent soldier was smiling and waving his hands vigorously, finally catching Luo Jun's attention, and he immediately strode forward to meet him.
The shared adversity created a friendship between the two. Although the students around them looked sideways, they chatted happily.
After talking about it, Li Xiaofeng changed the subject and said: "Xiao Hei, I want to build a new club..."
"I have heard about you before."
Xiao Hei interrupted Li Xiaofeng's words and said proactively with an apologetic expression: "I also want to help you, but... I had a hard time joining Xianyuntang, so..."
"You misunderstood, haha."
Li Xiaofeng's face was bright, and his eyes were filled with crescent moons, "Do you remember the time I saved you from the mouth of the insect beast? I want to report this to the school and let them increase my credits. I asked you to sign your name. Be a witness."
Before he finished speaking, a letter of praise had already covered Xiao Hei's eyes. Li Xiaofeng urged and reminded Xiao Hei to sign his name in the circle on the lower right.
Upon hearing that Li Xiaofeng's intention was not to recruit troops, Xiao Hei immediately felt much more relaxed. In addition, he felt that he should repay the kindness he received, so he left his signature without hesitation.
With a swish sound, the letter of commendation was quickly retracted. Li Xiaofeng instantly smiled brightly, patted the other party on the shoulder and said: "Good brother, I saved you in vain. Next Monday, remember to report."
"Huh? What does that mean?"
"You just joined my club, look."
The omnipotent soldier turned into a magician. With a flick of his wrist, one piece of paper turned into two. There was still a letter of commendation on the top, but an application form for membership on the bottom.
"No, no, no, I..."
"Xiao Hei, it's a life-saving grace. Besides, you have already signed. If I don't agree, you can't withdraw from the club. Hehe..."
Li Xiaofeng used threats, inducements, deceit and abduction, and used endless methods. Finally, he reassured: "I'm still here to report. Even if I ask you to make up the number, you can still survive in Xianyuntang."
"Well."
Xiao Hei sighed and became the fourth seed player of the unknown club.
There is only one left, who should I look for?
Li Xiaofeng walked around the campus again, but the last candidate was nowhere to be found.
The moment he passed the merchandise area, he changed his mind, strode in, and walked directly to the special counter.
Before he could say anything, the salesperson inside had already greeted him with a smile on his face.
With his chubby round face, cheerful smile, and the profiteer's light flashing in his small eyes, who else could he be if he wasn't Qiu Papi?
"breeze!"
"Little Fatty!"
The two called each other together, then hugged each other tightly, and finally shook their shoulders in unison and let out a sinister laugh.
"Xiao Feng, are you here for the Communications Construction Society Fund? I have already said hello and will get it done for you as soon as possible."
"Oh, that's why I came here, and I'm worried about it."
Li Xiaofeng sat on the sofa in annoyance and sighed: "Everything is ready, only the fund is missing."
"Brother, that is the most important condition. It seems that you are out of luck this time." In the eyes of profiteers, money matters are naturally unique.
"Not necessarily, hehe..."
Li Xiaofeng put his palm on the little fat man's shoulder, changed the subject, and said in an extremely mysterious manner: "Brother, do you want to play a big game again? I'm going to participate in the junior competition!"
In an instant, Qiu Papi's profiteer cells were running rapidly. Two seconds later, his small eyes suddenly enlarged, and the light was enough to melt a mountain of gold.
"How sure are you of reaching the quarterfinals?"
"It's not the top eight, my goal this time is to win the championship!"
"Champion?! Man, the junior competition is a team achievement, is it really okay?"
Li Xiaofeng did not explain any more, but took out all his belongings and threw them heavily on the tea table.
"Little Fatty, I can't win, this all belongs to you."
"Why should we raise money between us? It would hurt our feelings."
While being polite, the little fat man bumped the money bag into his arms. Then his face straightened, he clenched his fists and said, "Okay, let's make a big bet and gain wealth through danger!"
"Don't worry, I don't want to become a pauper."
Li Xiaofeng looked extremely confident, and blurted out the method he had already thought of, "You step in as the banker and increase the odds of my failure. Each of us will win and lose half, and the bet money received will be used to advance the construction fund."
"Okay, I'll do it right away."
Qiu Papi's name is definitely not false, he not only quickly established a gambling game.
In an instant, the new gambling game spread all over the campus and inside and outside, and the noise became bigger and bigger, but everything was based on the birth of Li Xiaofeng's club.
For several days, Li Xiaofeng stayed in the merchandise area, with the heads of the two profiteers close together, nervously and excitedly looking at the crystal stones used to collect bets.
The red light kept flashing and the red line kept rising, quickly approaching their target.
Just when the two wanted to high-five and cheer, unexpectedly, the red line suddenly stopped, extremely abnormally.
Seven days later, it was the last day to hand over the social construction fund.
Li Xiaofeng and Qiu Papi's faces became increasingly ugly. If the money was collected but the bet could not be established, even if it was only 1% compensation, they would go bankrupt.
"Damn it, sir, it must be that bastard principal who is doing this!"
"Oh, I miscalculated this time. I didn't expect the principal to be so cruel!"
Time passed minute by minute, and the gambling money curve remained unchanged. There was still one million gold coins short of establishing the society fund.
It’s over, it’s really over!
With only the last minute left, the bodies of the two profiteers collapsed to the ground at the same time, and their hearts began to bleed.
At this moment, the crystal suddenly flashed with a red light, and the curve soared rapidly, crossing the tens of millions mark in a whoosh!
"yeah--"
The two profiteers suddenly jumped up and danced with joy.
"Little Fatty, hurry up, hurry up, transfer the money quickly!"
Li Xiaofeng was the first to calm down and urged him urgently.
With a shout, the little fat man seemed to be possessed by a peerless master, with phantoms flying in his hands, and the transfer procedure was completed in an instant. At the last second, the Social Development Fund appeared.
"Little Fatty, good job. Come on, let's sign the contract too. Brothers, we must also settle the accounts!"
"You're right, business matters, haha..."
The little fat man picked up the pen with great excitement. When the tip of the pen touched the page, he suddenly stopped again.
Li Xiaofeng repeated his old tricks, but unfortunately his opponent was of a higher level and saw through his little trick at once.
"Xiao Feng, you are not interesting enough." The little fat man is definitely a master at this. With a rub of his fingers, the second page of paper immediately revealed his true form.
"Little Fatty, after signing the contract, you are the only one missing, otherwise we will be paupers."
The plot was discovered, but Li Xiaofeng was not anxious at all. He had already seen the ending, an ending without any suspense.
Without five members, the society cannot be established.
Seeing that the little fat man was still struggling, Li Xiaofeng said more leisurely: "Little fat man, this is just the beginning. There are still two months until the junior competition starts. How much do you think the stakes will be then?"
"Well, we can also expand the gambling game. I am familiar with all the peripheral bookmakers in the Imperial City."
The little fat man's thoughts began to follow the words of the omnipotent soldier, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and the tip of his pen began to slide involuntarily.
Finally, the fifth member appeared, and Li Xiaofeng's club was born!
At the same time, the principal's office.
Wang Feng pushed the door open and asked with a frown: "Has the bastard's club been established?"
Principal Zhang looked away from the school's financial system and said with a tight expression: "It's established!"
"Is it really established and all the procedures are complete?"
"Yes, everything is complete; also, they have signed up to participate in the qualifying rounds of the junior competition."
When Principal Zhang said this, he looked at Wang Feng and added calmly: "I have approved their application."
The two looked at each other and were silent for a second, then suddenly their facial features blossomed and burst into laughter.
"Principal, come on, have a drink and celebrate in advance!"
"Yes, let's celebrate."
The wine glasses collided and the red wine swayed. Wang Feng showed a cold smile while tasting it.
"This bastard actually asked for his own death. We must let him die in the ring this time, and even if he dies, he will help us make a fortune! Gaga..."
It turned out that the million dollar bet was actually their handiwork, and it was indeed Li Xiaofeng's unexpected "joy"!