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Text Chapter 209: The Strongest!  !  (Guaranteed update 22000/20000)

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    "I'm an idiot!" Among the crowd of No. 18 Middle School, Zhu Jielun and Zheng Xiaobin jumped up.

    The tsunami roared from the auditorium around the stadium.

    Even children who don't usually play basketball, were shocked and instinctively admired by Jiang Sen's shocking dunk.

    Not to mention the girls in Class 2 and 7 of high school, it was almost screaming.

    "Ah~~~! Teacher Jiang!"

    "Teacher Mazi!!!"

    The girls waved cardboards with banners and applause in their hands. Nan Xiangru was so excited that he slapped the cardboard in half, and then looked around in fright.  The cardboard is tucked under the seat.

    The reporter at the scene quickly pointed the camera at Jiang Sen, and then took several pictures in succession. The beautiful girls on the audience stage behind him, on the banner held by the girls, "Second Master! Look here!  "The few words of " were captured clearly.

    Then the reporter comrades who didn't know what was going on looked at Johnson's No. 22 jersey, and suddenly seemed to understand.

    But having said that, Dongou City did not have No. 22 among the official numbers for high school competitions in previous years, only No. 4 to No. 15. Strictly speaking, it was a bit illegal for Jiang Sen to wear it like this.  But today's referee is more talkative, and he didn't let the scene be replaced, otherwise Jiang Sen can only wear No. 12, which is very unsuitable.

    "What the hell"

    Under the sound waves that covered the audience, the players of Dongou Middle School all showed surprise expressions.

    Fortunately, their coach still did his homework, so he opened his mouth in time and calmed down his morale: "What are you doing? Are you scared? No matter how good the opponent is, this is the only one! That one is a professional in track and field, so don't be afraid!"

    As a result, as soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Sen suddenly threw the ball to the ground, and the basketball bounced high.

    "Old Luo!" Jiang Sen shouted.

    The team members of Dongou Middle School turned pale with fright, as if there was one more.

    As a result, Jiang Sen followed closely: "What's for lunch!?"

    Luo Beikong was stunned.

    A large group of people from Dong'ou Middle School were also stunned.

    In the bewildered look of the audience, Jiang Sen smiled coldly, "Tch! I can't scare you to death!"

    Meng Qingbiao, who was sitting on the leadership seat on the other side of the arena, looked at Cheng Zhanpeng with a speechless expression on his face.

    "Bad, too bad" Meng Qingbiao pointed at Jiang Sen and clicked a few times.

    Cheng Zhanpeng smiled from ear to ear, but Principal Xu's face was a little ugly, and he suddenly said: "This is Jiang Sen, right? I heard that Principal Cheng drew lots?"

    There is a lot of education in the mouth, especially the high school. Basically, all those who are eligible to take the college entrance examination are directly managed by the Municipal Education Bureau. There are dozens of high schools in the city that communicate with each other.  As soon as you inquire, you will know everything is clear.  A wild high-attribute student like Jiang Sen has a lot to say, not to mention the county, since Jiang Sen broke the city's 1,500-meter record in November, Dongou Middle School is still jealous now.

    You said this kind of lottery, how did the Eighteenth High School succeed?  It's just me!

    When Cheng Zhanpeng heard what Principal Xu said, he immediately put a smile on his face.

    But without waiting for him to reply, Principal Xu immediately continued talking to himself, "This lottery is well drawn, one child is worth three, I heard that Oushun County has repented and robbed you  Is it right? But there are so many extracurricular activities, and according to the current teaching staff of the 18th Middle School, I don¡¯t think it will be stable if this goes on. It is still necessary to properly let the children have a clear direction. The size of the 18th Middle School is also considered one  In this school, it is impossible to rely on one student to compete for all honors. It is too tiring for the children themselves. To be a student and an athlete at the same time, it seems that they are not coming to the school to study, but to come to the school to work.

    It is not easy for them to be extremely poor students. If they do too much work as athletes, the college entrance examination will be one and a half points short, and life may be different. If they suffer in the future, they will blame the principal when they look back  "

    Principal Xu continued to switch between yin and yang, and finally stopped when he got sour.

    Pick up the teacup, drink some tea to moisten your throat.

    Then Cheng Zhanpeng looked at him silently, and when Principal Xu held the cup and raised his neck, when the angle between the cup and his throat came within the most dangerous degree range, he suddenly said indifferently: "Last week we  In the joint examination of the three schools, the child scored 945 points in nine subjects, which is 125 points more than the second place."

    Principal Xu was caught off guard, he drank a sip of tea in too much haste, and suddenly rushed into the trachea.

    "Cough cough cough cough cough!"

    On the leadership seat, Principal Xu coughed again and again,?A group of big and tall guys, beaten into submission by Jiang Sen, came up to shake hands with Jiang Sen in turn.  Lao Qiu and Luo Beikong were released after serving their sentences. They ran down from the auditorium, hugged Jiang Sen and howled.

    Witnessed by "Dong'ou Daily" and Dong'ou TV Station, Meng Qingbiao handed the trophy to Jiang Sen with a mouthful of old blood in his chest.  When taking pictures, Jiang Sen specifically called out all the little girls who sneaked in. The members of the two teams, plus the leaders and the little girls holding the banners finally took a group photo.

    "Student Jiang Sen, do you have anything to say?"

    Once the process was over, Pan Dahai came up again, pestering Jiang Sen.

    Jiang Sen couldn't get rid of this piece of brown candy, so he had to say: "The game was not easy, but fortunately we all persevered. It was the strength of persistence that kept us hopeful of victory. I think there is no winner or loser in today's game.  Everyone is a winner, because everyone has gained a lot, and I think these things should last a lifetime."

    "Then you are still writing this novel, are you still writing it?"

    "Yes, write a few thousand words a day, and write more on rest days."

    "Do the two things of participating in sports competitions and writing affect learning?"

    "Of course it affects, the school also hopes that I can concentrate on my studies, and I also hope that I can concentrate on my studies."

    "Then why can't you concentrate on studying?"

    "Because they gave too much money."

    ""

    At this point in the interview with Pan Dahai, Jiang Sen was quickly pulled away by Dongou TV Station, and he repeated the same question and the same answer again.  While Jiang Sen was standing still, Pandahai sneaked around again and took a photo of him that could be used as an ID photo at close range, and then left contentedly.

    The children of Eighteenth Middle School excitedly passed the trophy in turn, and at the same time wore the gold medal representing the first place.

    Zheng Haiyun, Zeng Youcai and Wang Zhi also all smiled.

    Lao Qiu's eyes were flushed, and he was sucking his nose. What the fuck, his contribution in the championship match actually contributed 2 points to the opponent.

    But it's better than that idiot Luo Beikong, Luo Beikong is minus 6 points

    And just such a fool actually has the nerve to wear a gold medal.

    A dozen or so young people from Eighteenth Middle School huddled together in a circle, and the sound of youthful Secondary Two students resounded in the gymnasium of Dongou Middle School.

    "one two three!"

    "we are!"

    "The strongest!"

    "we are!"

    "The strongest!!" </div&gt
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