141: Chapter 141: Let’s Chat 141: Chapter 141: Let’s Chat Watching the group of people who were about to start fighting, Zhou Jie and Zhang Hua both grabbed megaphones and roared.
Zhang Hua was so furious inside, he wished he could let the Second Middle School’s crowd beat up Zhang Fan, but if a fight really broke out, it would turn into a bloody battle between Second Middle School and First Middle School.
If that happened, it would definitely make the news.
Zhou Jie, terrified, comforted Zhang Fan while shouting continuously, “Student Zhang Fan, please calm down.”
Kidding, he had seen Zhang Fan break a metal table with one palm.
Damn, if that palm landed on someone, it would definitely break several bones.
Zhang Fan smiled mockingly and then sped up his pace, overtaking Qi Lin once again and activated his taunting skill, “Teacher Qi Lin, you can’t keep up, your stamina is way too lacking.”
Qi Lin almost spurted blood in anger.
He was also bewildered, as Zhang Fan’s performance of bursting forth with all his power twice was just like someone drugged.
However, he sneered soon after, with the road still long ahead, consuming so much energy at the start, he wondered how Zhang Fan would continue running later.
Zhang Xiaoyuan and Ye Xuan stood up, excited, screaming incessantly, “Go Zhang Fan, go Zhang Fan!”
The guys from First Middle School were also spurred by their shouts.
Instantly, the shouting was deafening.
Wang Rui did not participate in the struggle between Zhang Fan and Qi Lin, keeping a steady pace alone behind.
Marathon, that was a race meant to go on for several hours.
“One lap!”
Zhou Jie sat on a chair, making a bold mark in his notebook, watching Zhang Fan who was consistently leading, his face also bearing an extremely excited expression.
Anyway, First Middle School was suppressing Second Middle School’s morale now, and seeing the group from Second Middle School roaring, he couldn’t be happier.
Looking at Zhang Hua’s face, which looked as if he was constipated, he smirked and then waved his hand, ordering people behind him to buy a few cases of water.
Meanwhile, Yang Haochen was endlessly embracing his phone, taking photos and typing at lightning speed on the school’s forum.
“Student Zhang Fan has burst forth twice consecutively, crushing Second Middle School’s Demon King Qi Lin, leading far ahead.”
The seniors and juniors watching this message also breathed a sigh of relief.
“Damn, it would be great if someone was live streaming this, it’s not satisfying just reading it.” someone complained.
“Yeah, not being able to see the actual situation is like groping in the dark, sad, really sad!” a senior said in an adorably playful tone.
A light bulb went off in Yang Haochen’s head, damn, he had a Douyu streaming account.
Immediately, Yang Haochen hurriedly posted, “Seniors and juniors, I have a Douyu account, I’m starting the stream now, please come to room 25***47.”
As soon as the post was made, the school forum exploded once again.
“Holy shit, why didn’t you say so earlier, damn, wasting my time, let me log in first, let’s start with a rocket.”
“Ah, bad junior, you must have done it on purpose, you’re killing me here.”
Instantly, the school forum went quiet, as everyone rushed to Yang Haochen’s live stream room to witness the event.
Seeing the familiar playground, the seniors who had graduated long ago immediately got excited.
“Junior, here comes the rocket.” Someone directly sent a rocket as soon as they entered.
At this moment, Yang Haochen became excited and then directly said, “Feeling the love from the seniors and juniors, let me quickly explain the situation just now…”
The people behind Yang Haochen noticed what was happening and quickly gathered in front of the camera, acting cute.
“Seniors, I’m from class 17 of the senior year!”
The live streaming room instantly erupted in curses.
“Damn, who is this clown?
I’m here for Zhang Fan, the junior.
Tell him to get lost.”
“Get lost +1!”
In the second lap, Zhang Fan was still far ahead, but seeing Qi Lin not speeding up, Zhang Fan also felt somewhat frustrated.
This wasn’t thrilling at all, why on earth did Qi Lin suddenly lose his nerve?
Zhang Fan significantly slowed down, wanting to ask Qi Lin why he was moving so slowly.
“Hehehe, he can’t keep up, can he?
Just wait a bit, Teacher Qi Lin will overtake him.”
“Hahaha, serves this kid right for showing off, now he’s done for.”
The complaints began immediately in Yang Haochen’s live streaming room.
“Why has Zhang Fan slowed down so much?
Which lap is this even?”
Yang Haochen quickly said, “This is the second lap, seniors and juniors, please calm down.
I think Zhang Fan is deliberately slowing down.
I bet he’s planning something.”
No sooner had he finished speaking than Zhang Fan started talking.
“Teacher Qi Lin, why are you so slow?
I’m getting bored here by myself.
How about we chat?”
As soon as Zhang Fan’s words came out, everyone was stunned.
Dammit, slow?
Chatting?
Dude, this is a marathon, damn!
The live streaming room was instantly showered with gifts.
“Hahaha, this junior is too cute, chatting, I’m dying, I want to know Teacher Qi Lin’s psychological shadow area!”
“I feel like trouble is brewing.
Zhang Fan is showing off too much; I can’t even watch this.”
Seeing the seniors and juniors donating several rockets, Yang Haochen was instantly filled with energy.
His family wasn’t very well off, so he thought of creating a live streaming account to stream games.
On a good day, he could receive some tips which would help provide for his daily expenses.
Even though the website took a large cut of the tips, now with over ten rockets, he would receive a substantial amount.
“Haha, I told you so, Zhang Fan was definitely going to stir things up,” Yang Haochen exclaimed excitedly.
Qi Lin’s muscles all trembled.
He desperately wanted to punch Zhang Fan and knock him down.
Dammit, slow?
Hell, this pace would be considered quite fast in a marathon.
Look at Wang Rui trailing behind.
Containing his anger, Qi Lin clenched his fists, ignored Zhang Fan, and maintained a steady pace forward.
Zhang Fan felt very disappointed; this guy was actually ignoring him.
This wouldn’t do at all.
“Teacher Qi Lin, tell me, how did you train your body?
I’m really envious of those muscles,” Zhang Fan continued, tilting his head.
Still, Qi Lin said nothing.
Zhang Fan slightly angered, “Teacher Qi Lin, as a teacher, how can you ignore a student’s question?
That’s very unethical of you.”
Qi Lin remained silent.
“Hey, Teacher Qi Lin, you’re making this hard for me.
Normally, I wouldn’t bother with any teacher, but at least show some respect,” Zhang Fan continued.
The people from Yizhong, clutching their stomachs, laughed uncontrollably.
Damn it, how did Zhang Fan suddenly become such a clown?
This is a marathon; can’t you be a bit more serious?