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Chapter 22

On the court, Yi Sicheng was like a lion, dribbling the ball and breaking through the defense line of Class 7, scoring four goals in a row, attracting waves of applause.

Feng Yong dribbled the ball in an attempt to break through, but was perfectly defended by Team Three every time.

The score finally settled at 4-0.

After Fang You said hello to Lin Yi, she walked quickly towards Yi Sicheng, and her group of little sisters were chattering around Yi Sicheng.

Feng Yong, who lost the ball, didn't look very good.

Although I had expected to lose, I didn't expect that it would be so ugly.

A group of people returned to the classroom in a mighty manner.

Those in Class 3 were elated, while those in Class 7 were dejected.

"This is just a practice match. There are still half a month before the start of the Spring and Summer Cup. Let's work hard together! At least we can't lose too ugly!"

Back in class, Feng Yong cheered everyone up. He glanced at Lin Yi, who was walking at the end and had just entered the classroom, and sneered: "Lin Yi, you lost today, why don't you look sad at all?"

Feng Yong's words instantly focused the entire classroom's attention on Lin Yi.

"Um?"

Lin Yi frowned and looked at Feng Yong with a bit more anger.

"I didn't take action because of Chen Meng's face. Now are you being shameless?"

Lin Yi looked at Feng Yong: "You are the one who loses, what the hell do you care about me?"

"Lin Yi, the loser is our entire class! How did you talk?" A boy yelled at Lin Yi.

"You don't have any sense of collective honor, how can you still be considered a member of our Class 7!" Another person echoed.

The members of the seventh class team lost the game and were embarrassed in front of the group of female classmates. They were feeling aggrieved in their hearts and couldn't find an outlet. Now they happened to catch Lin Yi, and they were all spitting.

It was as if Lin Yi was completely submerged.

Feng Yong took a step forward and stood in front of Lin Yi.

He was taller than Lin Yi. He leaned in front of Lin Yi, stared at Lin Yi condescendingly, and said angrily: "Although you are a substitute, you are also a member of our team.

If I hear you say something like this again, don’t blame me for being rude!"

"We lost today because you affected the mood of the entire team!"

Feng Yong’s voice was very loud.

Lin Yi's face calmed down instead. He raised his head and looked at Feng Yong with cold eyes: "Trash will always make excuses for himself. You lost because you guys are trash. If you don't have time to complain, why don't you talk more about it?"

A few balls."

"You can't poop in the toilet. Is it because the earth's gravity is not enough?"

Lin Yi's voice was calm, and Feng Yong was so angry that he raised his hand and slapped Lin Yi on the head without saying a word.

Lin Yi snorted coldly and kicked Feng Yong in the calf.

Feng Yong was caught off guard, lost his center of gravity, opened his mouth, and fell to the ground. The desks on both sides were knocked over with his palms, and books were scattered on the floor.

"Lin Yi, how dare you hit someone!" A boy looked at Lin Yi and screamed, his face full of disbelief.

Lin Yi didn't even look at Feng Yong, who fell to the ground, and stepped directly over him.

When the boys from several teams saw this, they clenched their fists and started to step forward.

Chen Meng stood up at this time and shouted: "What are you doing! Stop! Go back to your seat, it's time to go to class!"

"Wait! Lin Yi!" When the boys heard Chen Meng's voice, they withdrew their hands one by one and helped Feng Yong up.

The class bell rang.

Lin Yi returned to his seat.

During class, Feng Yong rubbed his face and stared in Lin Yi's direction from time to time.

That look in his eyes made him want to eat Lin Yi whole.

The eyes are fierce.

He didn't even know how he fell, but he was sure that that boy Lin Yi must have used some trick to make him lose face.

"I must get this face back, Lin Yi, just wait for me!" Feng Yong gritted his teeth. Several boys on the Class 7 football team shared the same hatred, and they all looked evil.

Lin Yi opened the exercise book and sat there minding his own business, quietly writing the questions.

Hold the pen like a sharp edge.

When get out of class was over, Feng Yong led a group of people to completely surround Lin Yi's seat.

"School is over today, don't leave if you have the guts."

Feng Yong glared at Lin Yi. He was still restrained and did not dare to do anything in the classroom.

After all, unlike those young masters with family backgrounds, ordinary people like Feng Yong would not dare to really cause trouble in the school. Otherwise, they would be given a warning, severe punishment, or even be expelled.

"What do you mean?" Lin Yi didn't even raise his head, his voice was full of disdain.

Feng Yong's expression changed: "Lin Yi! Don't be so shameless! Believe it or not, I will beat you up now!"

"If you don't believe it, you don't have the courage, let alone the ability."

Lin Yi put down the pen in his hand, crossed his arms over his chest, leaned on the chair, and looked at Feng Yong, whose face was already ashen in front of him.

"If you beg me, I can consider staying for five minutes. Otherwise, I won't accompany you."

Arrogant.

This was Lin Yi's first impression of Feng Yong.

"Lin Yi, were you punched in the head by Niu Fan? Do you know who you are talking to?" A boy shouted from the side.

Lin Yi was a completely different person in their eyes.

Just before yesterday, Lin Yi was still a very cowardly and useless boy. How could he become so crazy in just one day?

Feng Yong's eyes flickered and he gritted his teeth. He thought of Lin Yi and Fang You sitting together next to the stadium today, chatting and laughing. Then he glanced at Lin Yi, who looked calm and composed in front of him, and asked in a low voice: "You and Fang You

What’s the relationship?”

"Friend." Lin Yi raised his eyebrows.

friend.

Feng Yong's heart skipped a beat.

No wonder this boy dared to talk to me like this, looking so unscrupulous!

Feng Yong took a deep breath, as if trying to calm down his mood, and then nodded fiercely at Lin Yi: "I will let you go this time, and I will be rude to you next time!"

After speaking, Feng Yong walked out of the classroom, apparently going to the toilet.

The boys behind him were all stunned after hearing Feng Yong's words. They didn't understand why Feng Yong didn't take action, and they all followed Feng Yong out of the classroom.

"Brother Yong, what's wrong? Why did you let that boy go?" the boy on the side asked curiously.

"Yeah, that Lin Yi is getting more and more arrogant now, he needs to be taught a lesson." Another boy said quickly.

"You don't understand." Feng Yong exhaled deeply.

Everyone around him looked puzzled.

"Let me ask you, before yesterday, was Lin Yi very cowardly?"

"Yes, he is just a coward."

"But now, why does he look like he's not afraid of anything?"

As soon as Feng Yong's question came out, several boys next to him hesitated: "Didn't you just get punched by Niu Fan and your brain was damaged?"

"Otherwise, what other reason could there be?"

A group of people were full of curiosity.

Feng Yong pretended to be serious: "Because Fang You, he and Fang You are friends, so Fang You will definitely protect her. Don't you know, Fang You? She plays very well with the people in No. 1 Middle School."

That group of people from No. 1 Middle School...

After hearing Feng Yong's words, everyone was suddenly stunned.

There is a clear class division between the first middle school and the second middle school.

Although the family background of the small group of people at the top of No. 2 Middle School may not be worse than that of students in No. 1 Middle School, overall, the backgrounds of students in No. 1 Middle School are stronger and more accessible.

Fang You came from No. 1 Middle School. Such a girl is not only beautiful, but most importantly, she knows a lot of people.

These people were not provoked by Feng Yongdao.

"I don't know what kind of luck that boy had, he fell in love with Fang You."

"Trash that eats soft food."

Everyone immediately started to curse.

But no one dared to say anything about taking action against Lin Yi.

"Brother Yong, we can't just let it go, right?" A boy said unwillingly.

"Forget it? Of course it won't be that simple."

Feng Yong grinned and showed a meaningful smile: "Don't worry, if we touch Lin Yi in the open, Fang Youji might hate him and cause trouble, but what if it's an accident? For example, when playing football..."

Everyone understood instantly and praised Feng Yong repeatedly.
Chapter completed!
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