Ichiro Yamamoto shouted some Japanese language at the audience. Not many of the Chinese students in the audience could understand what Yamamoto was saying. However, a few girls in the exchange group could not help but laugh when they heard Ichiro Yamamoto insulting the Chinese.
As Kasugano Dome pointed at Yamamoto Ichiro, Yamamoto Ichiro had been paying attention to Kasugano Dome's expression. When he realized that Kasugano Dome was looking at him, Yamamoto Ichiro was greatly encouraged, so he began to intensify his actions and shouted at the audience,""Why isn't anyone fighting? Are you all rats?"
The Chinese students in the audience did not pay much attention to Yamamoto's actions at first, but as Yamamoto Ichiro became more and more arrogant, they could not help but feel a little strange. They whispered to each other and asked,"What is that Japanese guy talking about?”
It wasn't that none of the hundreds of students in the gymnasium understood the language of the island. A few people who could barely understand the language began to explain, and then it spread among the students.
The students could not help but frown when they understood what Yamamoto Ichiro meant.
"These guys are really going too far!”
"That's right! They are obviously professional players. Not only did they bully us, but they also insulted us!”
"Hey! Although that is the case, those fellows are really handsome…"
A love-struck woman had just spoken when a group of hateful gazes killed her.
No matter where it was, there were always a few girls who had nothing to do with their country or nationality. As long as they were handsome, they would go up to them. Yang Fan was already used to this kind of thing.
Fifteen minutes passed very quickly. Logically speaking, the next match should have been held, but the contestant chose to forfeit. The reason was simple. The previous contestant's nose was crooked. This was only a friendly match. If they won, they would naturally be able to enjoy the glory. However, if they lost, not only would they lose face, but they would also risk being disfigured.
The contestant forfeited immediately, and the vice-principal was still debating whether to go outside the school to find someone. At this time, a teacher rushed to the vice-principal's side and said awkwardly,"Principal, Student Wang Xiaoming has forfeited.”
"Abstain? The competition was about to start, and he forfeited? Who gave him the right? Isn't this embarrassing?" The vice-principal suddenly said angrily.
"Well, Principal, the last student's nose was crooked, and his parents are on the way. If there's another one... It's not easy to explain to our school." the teacher whispered.
When the vice principal heard this, he sighed. There were still three more matches. If all five of them had their noses crooked, not only would he be embarrassed, but his parents would also complain about him. At that time, it was originally a small matter. If he did not do well, he might even lose his position as vice principal.
"If that's the case, then there's no need to compete in the following matches.”The vice-principal said weakly.
"What? Me? Me?" The teacher was a little uncertain.
"Of course you're going. Do you want me to go?”The vice-principal glared at him.
Therefore, the teacher reluctantly went over to communicate with the Japanese exchange group. When the Japanese boys heard it, they couldn't help but laugh. They looked at the audience and said,"What's the use of so many people in Xia country? It's embarrassing that they don't even know how to play tennis.”
"Aiya, it's a pity that so many beautiful girls are following a group of sick men from East Asia. I wish they all went to Japan.”A Japanese boy looked at the youthful female students in the audience and said in a wretched manner.
"Baka ~ Mr. Xiaoshan, there are so many women in China. If you really go to Japan, I'm afraid you won't be able to handle it.”
"Hehe, how would we know if we don't try? When the time comes, we'll each split seven or eight Chinese girls.”
The Japanese exchange team exchanged glances with each other, and their words became more and more unbearable.
The Japanese used their own language, so the Chinese students could not understand what they meant. However, those Japanese boys were not willing to let it go just like that. They actually shouted the words 'Sick Man of East Asia' at the audience.
A few Japanese boys whistled at the girls in the audience.
No matter how Yamamoto Ichiro thought about it, he felt unhappy and stood alone on the stage.
"Hey, Yamamoto, you're almost back. The Chinese have admitted defeat.”A Japanese man shouted.
"Alright, I'll go back immediately."
Ichiro Yamamoto agreed. Suddenly, a contemptuous smile appeared on his face. He looked at the audience and said,""What a bunch of rats. Since we're not competing, I'll leave this victory as a souvenir for you.”
As he spoke, Ichiro Yamamoto suddenly made a serving gesture to the audience. Ichiro Yamamoto looked around the audience and found a particularly beautiful girl.
This girl is really pretty. However, I wonder which summer trash is going to get her in the future. Since that's the case, I, Yamamoto Ichiro, will end you!
At the thought of this, Yamamoto Ichiro didn't say anything else. He directly smashed the ball and sent it to the audience.
Yamamoto Ichiro's actions had already attracted some people's attention, but no one thought that Yamamoto Ichiro would really dare to serve. The tennis ball flew toward the audience.
Everyone was shocked. When the Japanese teacher saw this, he was furious. He ignored the vice principal beside him and suddenly shouted,"Baka! Yamamoto, that idiot!"
At that time, Su Xue was chatting with the girl next to her and did not pay attention to what was happening on the court. She only heard the person next to her shout. Su Xue could not help but look up curiously and saw a tennis ball flying towards her.
"Ah!" Su Xue closed her eyes.
Su Xue's heart was in despair. She was not afraid of death. What she thought was that if this tennis ball hit her face, it would definitely leave a scar on her perfect face.
Sob, sob, this is bad. If I had known earlier, I would have agreed to the confession of the boy next door. I haven't even been in a relationship before, and I'm already disfigured like this. I can't accept this ~
Su Xue originally thought that she would not be able to escape her misfortune, but she was surrounded by delicate cries.
"Wow! Who was that? He's so handsome!"
"It's a senior from the third year of high school!"
"So handsome! He caught the tennis ball with one hand!"
"No way! The tennis ball is so fast?"
"It's true! It's true!"
Su Xue carefully opened her eyes, afraid that the tennis ball would hit her eyes. However, when she opened her eyes, she found that the tennis ball was steadily stopped in front of her. Following a strong arm, Su Xue saw a handsome boy holding the tennis ball steadily.
"Are you alright?" The boy smiled at Su Xue and asked.
Su Xue's face suddenly turned red. She, who had always been the proud class belle, was actually stuttering and unable to speak at this moment."No, I'm fine."
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