Chapter 1678: Heaven’s Jealousy of Talents 40
The plot has reversed again, which is really exciting. Everyone else is watching excitedly. The loss of not coming today is huge.
Jiang Debin came back to his senses, smiled suddenly, and clasped his fists at the hundreds of Qingyun Club members who stood up in the audience: "Don't dare, don't dare, please give me more advice in the future."
He used some real energy in his speech, and his voice was loud and clear without the help of a loudspeaker, allowing people in the stands to hear him clearly.
The skill is evident, it is indeed the work of two brushes.
Miss Ying didn't know if she had enlightened herself or if she really misunderstood his meaning, so she didn't agree to be that kind of "friend", but this kind of "friend".
Even if the courtship fails, there are rewards. The current growth rate of Qingyun Club is staggering. Regardless of the petty fights on campus, it is always beneficial to have friendship with Ying Haoxiong's only daughter.
In this world, we not only rely on force value, but also rely on interpersonal relationships. Ying Haoxiong is the overlord of the party and represents the highest level of martial arts. Becoming a "friend" with his only daughter is equivalent to establishing a relationship with Ying Haoxiong. When fighting for position in the future, that will be the biggest plus point.
Only a fool would argue and fall out on the spot. He should first recognize this "friend".
Xi Ning also had his own calculations. It was better to reconcile enemies than to make enemies, and it was better not to offend the noble master. It would not be embarrassing to have the warlord's legitimate son as a friend.
Ying Feihu, who was still sitting in place with his arms crossed in front of his chest, closed his eyes and nodded politely: "A win-win situation, well, it's the eldest lady after all, amazing!"
Zhe Zhiwei, who was standing but had only shouted without saluting just now, looked at him with contempt and could not change his posture. If it were an animation, he would have thought he was being lazy on purpose and the manuscript was used over and over again.
We couldn't have lovers together, but ended up becoming brothers. Someone in the stands shouted with dissatisfaction: "Are you going to fight or not?"
We are still competing now, but it has become a scene of friendship. This betrayal is too obvious. It is simply announcing the abandonment with a big banner.
This British lady is really on the road, and Jiang Debin, who still reaped the benefits, said with bright eyes and rosy face: "Since we are brothers, how can we fight between brothers? I..."
Xining quickly took the lead: "We won't fight, it's a draw!"
There was another uproar. Jiang Debin was stunned for a moment, then laughed, and clasped his fists at Ying Xuewu amidst the uproar.
Xining returns the favor!
This is the best result. If Jiang Debin announces that he will abstain this time, it will be equivalent to owing him a favor. So today, in order not to embarrass him, I recognized him as a brother and was sent away with a waiver. It was really not worth it.
If there is a draw, the favor has not yet been repaid, and it also lets the other party know that he is not a petty person. The world is small, the days will be long, and friendship will last forever!
The time was almost up, both sides expressed their opinions again, and the referee could only declare a draw.
Xi Ning said: "Second Young Master Jiang will come to Qingyun Club when he has time. If I have the opportunity, I will serve as a host and we will chat while we eat." Straightforward words, simple and clear.
Jiang Debin's handsome face returned to its original whiteness, and he smiled, which made the girls in the stands sway: "Miss Ying is very kind. Today Jiang will teach me, and I will be a host for you tomorrow. Miss Wangying, please don't refuse."< br>
Xining seemed to be honest and cute, but also very considerate: "It's not that I want to refuse. If too many people follow, I'm afraid that I will eat up all your pocket money."
Jiang Debin was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly: "At that time, it would be better to obey orders than to be respectful."
After the two of them finished chatting, they jumped towards the direction where they were originally sitting. Xining immediately jumped to his seat and sat down.
Hu Liangming, who was standing next to him, flattered and handed over a bottle of water: "Thank you for your hard work, boss. You are so awesome!"
Xining opened the water and drank, waiting for the next scene.
Jiang Debin jumped back to his seat, and was laughed at by the few friends around him, with a bit of sadness. Although this courtship was unsuccessful, he got a female brother. After all, Miss Ying's marriage has been discussed for a long time. She can't make the decision herself. If we can't be friends, we should be brothers first. She will never suffer any loss. Jiang Debin couldn't help but look over. To be able to jump to the position without any bias, and still from such a long distance, this young lady's skills were truly extraordinary. If we really start fighting, even if we can win, it will not be easy.
I originally thought about giving up, but I didn't expect that they would say a draw, and they wouldn't give in without relying on their identity or being a girl. This magnanimity is far better than that of many men. She is indeed the daughter of General Ying, courageous and righteous!
In addition, the ability to lead a club of more than a hundred people is beyond his reach.
I'm really tempted now...
The referees had a headache, and someone in the stands was already shouting.
It was originally agreed that if you win three games in a row, you will be automatically qualified. Now there is a tie. Is this considered a win or a loss?
The five referees were discussing in low voices, and one of them came up with an idea: "How about we wait until Ying Xuewu finishes the next game."
If you win, you will continue to have headaches. If you lose, then all headaches will be gone.
"Let's make a decision first. We'll get things done soon." Another referee faced the side. The people sitting in the first row were all faculty and staff of the college, and the one sitting next to him was the principal.
With an understanding, he ran over: "Why is the principal here free?"
"Hehe, didn't you say you are free?" The principal smiled Hehe, his round face smiling like Maitreya Buddha.
After a while, he really knew how to answer. Throw out the question just now: "Principal, there is a tie now. The original rules of the competition were that if you win three games in a row, you will automatically be entered. How do you think it will be calculated now?"
If the principal says yes, it means no, and if the time comes, Miss Yingda and anyone who has any doubts, just go to the principal.
The principal was still smiling, as if he hadn't heard anything: "It's true that each generation is better than the next. Seeing them reminds me of my own youth."
I just said so much, is it all in vain? I still think of when I was young. It seems that you were very mediocre when you were young and never heard of any earth-shattering things. Could it be that you also courted in public when you were young?
The corner of the referee's mouth twitched: "Principal, does this count?"
"Forget it, forget it... Hehe..." The principal turned to look at him with a smile, cordial and kind: "What the hell?"
The referee choked, this old fox pretending to be an old fool!
He ran back dejectedly, faced the other referees' questioning, and said cruelly: "Forget it!"
If you lose the next game, you lose. If she wins, it will allow Miss Ying to advance to the next level, which is what everyone expects.
A first-year female martial arts genius, this is what the school, Ying Haoxiong, and everyone else want to see. Forget it, yes, forget it!
The discussion lasted for a while, less than ten minutes. The referees decided “cautiously” that ties would count.
After the rules are set, the game continues.
Hu Liangming turned his head to Ding Guang'an and lowered his voice: "Go and find out who the boss will face in the third game!"
(End of chapter)