199: Chapter 199: Talk to Your Brother 199: Chapter 199: Talk to Your Brother Wu Ji was completely dumbfounded by Zhang Hua’s words.
“Don’t work, just get lost?”
When had Zhang Hua ever spoken to him like this?
Never.
And now, just for the sake of Zhang Fan, a student from No.
1 Middle School, he wanted him to get lost?
“Zhang Hua, think carefully, huh, you think it’s so easy to hire a professor.” Wu Ji said angrily.
He really did not believe Zhang Hua had the guts to fire him.
“Hehe, three-legged toads may be hard to find, but I don’t believe I can’t find another person with two legs.” Zhang Hua was angry too.
Damn it, he was paying Wu Ji twenty thousand Yuan a month to teach, firstly because a professor’s title was indeed worth some money, and secondly, to compete with No.
1 Middle School.
Damn, with Zhang Fan’s news of breaking the world record right now, that was surely much bigger than Wu Ji’s reputation.
Wu Ji’s face turned red instantly: “Zhang Hua, how dare you insult me, comparing me to a toad.”
Zhang Hua roared impatiently: “If you want to leave, leave now, I’ll contact someone right this moment.”
He didn’t believe it, if he added another ten thousand to the salary, that there wouldn’t be anyone coming.
“Hehe.”
The group of No.
1 Middle School students in the classroom laughed brilliantly.
The spat between Zhang Hua and Wu Ji, in their eyes, was completely like a dog fight, a mouthful of fur.
Logically, they didn’t even think Wu Ji’s level was that high.
Even their former teachers, they felt, were quite good.
Immediately, a group of them took out their phones, and rushed to post on the forum.
“News, big news, Zhang Fan returns, Zhang Hua and Wu Ji have a falling-out.”
Once the post was made, people immediately started asking questions.
“Hasn’t Zhang Fan not been to school for a month?
What’s he doing back?”
“Who knows, anyway, he’s here today.”
“Damn, I’m going up to the fifth floor to watch the drama.”
Instantly, a group of people ran towards the fifth floor.
Wu Ji’s expression was a mix of emotions.
The salary of over twenty thousand Yuan was indeed a big temptation.
When he decided to return, that was one of the factors.
When he confirmed that Zhang Hua truly dared to fire him, his heart started to tremble.
If Zhang Hua really fired him, in S city, with only these two middle schools, would Zhou Jie really want him?
He wasn’t sure.
Immediately, Wu Ji turned around, pointed at Zhang Fan, and said to Zhang Hua, “You’ll do this for such trash?”
Zhang Fan nearly spat out a mouthful of blood.
Damn, was he getting shot while lying down?
Damn, what did it have to do with him?
“Baldy, if you point at me again, see if I don’t disable your hand,” Zhang Fan’s eyes also turned ice cold.
“Zhang Fan, don’t get worked up, don’t get worked up,” Zhou Jie immediately approached and pressed down on Zhang Fan’s shoulder.
He might not believe it if it were anyone else, but Zhang Fan, hadn’t this guy been involved in fights at school often?
Luo Jian, that guy, now would run outside as soon as class started, afraid of running into Zhang Fan.
Just one palm strike, the Thunderclap Palm, would be enough to keep Wu Ji in the hospital for several months.
“Wu Ji, who are you calling trash?
Speak clearly!” Zhang Hua immediately changed color.
If it had been in the past, he wouldn’t have bothered with Zhang Fan, but now it was different.
The news he just saw was the local sports news.
Furthermore, the news had just been released.
He believed, it wouldn’t take long for Zhang Fan’s information to definitely appear on the front page in S city.
A senior high school student breaks a world record, and what greets him is nothing short of a tempest.
It wouldn’t be long before the folks from the National Sports Committee would come to have a chat with Zhang Fan.
Offending Zhang Fan now, isn’t that just asking for trouble?
As long as Zhang Fan randomly points out something wrong with the Second Middle School when the time comes, he’ll be faced with skepticism from not just the city, but potentially the entire province.
Wu Ji just couldn’t understand why Zhang Hua seemed like a completely different person now, dammit, wasn’t it you who got publicly embarrassed by Zhang Fan and then came up with this whole social gathering thing to get back at him?
“This guy, with the worst grades in the whole grade, if he’s not trash then what is he?” Wu Ji’s neck was all red as he argued defiantly with Zhang Hua.
“So what if his grades are bad?
How can we measure a person’s worth by their grades?
Yes, Zhang Fan’s grades aren’t great, but he excels in other areas.” Zhang Hua wished he could just slap Wu Ji, the bastard, to death, his eyes blinking furiously, signaling him to shut up.
Zhang Fan wasn’t having any of it and immediately walked over to Wu Ji.
Seeing this, Zhou Jie was scared out of his wits.
“Zhang Fan, let’s talk this out, please don’t get physical, okay?” Zhou Jie hastily said, truly afraid that Zhang Fan would slap Wu Ji to death.
Zhang Fan rolled his eyes and looking at Zhou Jie blocking his way, said, “Do I look like someone who acts on impulse?”
Zhou Jie was cursing in his heart, dammit, not impulsive?
Not impulsive and you sent a group from the Provincial Sports Committee to the hospital?
I don’t believe for a second that you’re not impulsive.
“I came today just for the monthly exam; isn’t it coming up?
I’m also a hardworking student striving for progress every day,” Zhang Fan said, waving his hand dismissively at Zhou Jie’s skeptical expression.
“Haha, you?
A monthly exam?
Not attending classes for a month, how many points can you score?
If it were me, I wouldn’t even show up at school, to avoid the embarrassment,” Wu Ji said disparagingly.
“Fuck, Baldy, you’re really getting addicted to running your mouth, aren’t you?
How many points I can score is none of your fucking business,” retorted Zhang Fan, fire in his eyes.
If not for Zhou Jie holding him back, he would’ve really liked to give Wu Ji a taste of the Thunderclap Palm.
“Hehe, it’s not my business, true, but you’re part of the social gathering class and I teach it.
If you score a mere two to three hundred points, lower than the regular classes, I’d rather not be that embarrassed,” Wu Ji shot back, sparks flying from his eyes.
“Enough!” Zhang Hua wanted to just slap Wu Ji to death.
Damn it, can’t you see my hint?
I’ve nearly blinked my eyes out, and dammit, you still can’t see with your four eyes?
“Hmph,” Wu Ji snorted coldly, and didn’t speak any further, because honestly, he was really afraid Zhang Hua might fire him.
Zhang Fan smirked coldly, “Baldy, how about we make a bet?
If I score in the top ten of the whole school, you get lost from my sight, deal?”
“Hiss!
The top ten?”
The group of people who had just arrived nearly bit their own tongues upon hearing Zhang Fan.
Damn, if Zhang Fan claimed he could be in the top ten for basketball or fighting, they’d believe him, but grades?
They wouldn’t believe it even if you beat them to death.
In two and a half years of high school, when has Zhang Fan’s grades ever exceeded four hundred points?
Apart from the first semester of Grade One, Zhang Fan’s grades have always hovered within the bottom twenty of the class.
Damn, the top ten of the whole school, are you sure you’re not talking about counting backward?
Even Zhou Jie had rolled his eyes at this point.
Classmate, don’t cause trouble, just go do your thing with basketball or slapping faces at the Provincial Sports, we have no complaints, but you’re really pushing yourself into a corner here.
Wu Ji was stunned for ten seconds before bursting into loud laughter, “Alright, Zhang Fan, the monthly exam is tomorrow.
If you do score in the top ten of the whole school, I’ll get lost right away, remember, it’s positive numbers, not negative.”
“But if you don’t make it into the top ten, you’ll have to kneel and apologize to me in front of all the students.”
“Deal, let’s shake on it,” Zhang Fan laughed heartily.
After all, during the last few months of the senior year, he did want to have a good time at school, but Wu Ji, this guy, was extremely annoying.
Zhou Jie was in a panic and quickly said to Zhang Xiaoyuan, “Please talk some sense into your brother.”
Zhang Xiaoyuan just smirked coldly, “I think the one who needs a talking to is that bald guy.”