My Teacher is Sun Wukong

At this time, Xiao Gang, already sitting on the preparations table. Wearing a variety of protective gear on his body, wearing a glove on his hand. In order to prevent accidents in the game, both sides of the game must do a good job of protection. In this respect, Tulip Middle School is more rigorous than the international regular competition.

Middle school students are the future of the motherland and the flower of the motherland. If a student in a school has a problem, the principal of the school and the teacher of the student must be removed.

“Xiao Gang, come on!” the crowd shouted, the voice was deafening, and it was clear that most of the students were his supporters.

And the Kagura is sitting on the other side of the ring, with eyes like a knife, and no expression on the calm face. Most of the supporters behind them are the students of the Karate Pavilion. Wearing white karate costumes one by one, it looks like they are Japanese.

"It’s so cool, so cool!" There are a handful of flower girl behind them, saying that they want to support the handsome Kagura. Seeing him like this, they said one after another.

Other boys who love Japanese culture are also supporting him. After all, Japanese animation culture is now very popular in schools. However, it is clear that there is still a large gap between the number of people on both sides.

At this time, on both sides of the ring. Several well-known predecessors of the Chinese martial arts community sat on the referee's seat as the referee of this challenge. They are not tulip middle schools, but the school specially invited them. The predecessors of the Chinese martial arts community are different from the people of the ancient martial arts. They have no strength but have great fame and prestige.

The referee in charge of arbitration in the ring is also a well-known active referee in Huadu, not a referee in the school.

Why is the school paying special attention to this challenge, because after a while, there is an important person to watch the battle.

Of course, in the battle table, there is also a class teacher of the high school class, Zhao Yuru. She sat with her classmates and was very much looking forward to Xiao Gang. For the Kagura Millennium, in the challenge book, Xiao Gang is even stronger than Xiao Fei, and she feels a little surprised.

"Every classmates, today's challenge is really unprecedented!" Looking at the crowds of students watching the audience, the teacher in charge of the teacher went to the stage and smiled and said, "In addition to the students and teachers of the school, several outside the school." Wushu lovers are also coming to visit, and we welcome them at Tulip Middle School."

Looking out of the director's gaze, the students saw several people coming in from the entrance of the stadium.

For an old man, although it seems to be more than seventy years old, it is a spirit, He Tongyan. Full of integrity, masculine temperament, it is a temperament of the battlefield general. And the ordinary old man, it is simply not the same.

On his left is a middle-aged person with the same temperament. The second generation of students can be sure at a glance. He is not a big official, but a top rich. On the right side of the old man is a beautiful woman in her twenties, dressed in a low-key and luxurious style.

"Beautiful beauty!" Seeing this young beauty, the boys couldn't help but admire. Her beauty is definitely not lost to the top ten beauty of Tulip Middle School. And there is a mature temperament on the body that students don't have.

“She wore clothes designed by the famous Swiss designer Van Nistel!” The Oriental Mingyue in the group of girls in the group immediately recognized it. “And it’s still handmade, and few women in the world are qualified to wear.”

"How is it compared to my underwear?" said the Blue Rain Butterfly.

"Although the grade is a grade, it is limited, but the underwear is too small, how can it compare with clothes?" Oriental Mingyue said.

"She is really richer than my family at home." Blue Rain Butterfly sighed and said.

Behind the three, he followed several middle-aged people. Each one is wearing a black tunic suit, which is obviously a deliberately low-key.

Seeing these people coming in, Xiao Gang’s heart trembled.

These few people who came in were Xiao Xinghua, whose grandfather was wearing casual clothes. The man next to him is his third uncle Xiao Zhenhe. And that beauty is his cousin Xiao Qianrou. Xiao Gang’s father was the secretary of Huadu, and he did not come in person to avoid him.

The students of the Tulip Middle School are basically rich second generation, and they must have seen his secretary on TV.

The tunic suits behind them are some of the predecessors of the Huaxia ancient martial arts. Tang Li, Jiang Haitao, and a few scattered repairs. Originally they did not believe that the Kagura is the Japanese ninja, but Xiao Xinghua has come, they also said to come and see.

In the eyes of the students, Xiao Xinghua and his party sat in the back row of the audience. Before coming, Xiao Zhenhe greeted the principal of the school. Therefore, the school made this challenge so formal.

All are invited to serve international referees, not those who have already retired. And also invited the well-known predecessors of the martial arts industry, in order to make this challenge absolutely fair. In order to avoid the result of the challenge, one party is not satisfied and finds an excuse to wear shoes for the school.

"You are not allowed to go in. This is the gymnasium of the school. We have not invited you!" At this moment, there was a loud noise coming from outside the door. What is said is the security guard at the door.

"We are reporters of Huadu TV Station, you can't stop us."

"This is our press card. Do you have anything to see and do here, can't let us report?" Outside, there was a group of people's voices.

“What happened?” At this time, the principal went over and asked the security guard.

"They said that they are reporters of the TV station, they have to come in. "The security guard at the door, the former special forces said.

"Reporter?" Zhou’s principal frowned, and he did not ask the reporter at all! And this is just an activity inside the school. Is there anything worth reporting?

Although he was puzzled, he also knew that the reporters could not stop. If they were not allowed to enter, they would talk in the newspapers on the TV and lead people to guess the school from the bad side. "Well, you. go in."

So five reporters came in, two women of three men, one of them holding a microphone and a man holding a camera.

“The reporter is here too?” Xiao Xinghua said with a brow, “It seems that this thing is getting more and more interesting.”

President Zhou wants to ask the reporter, he will definitely tell him in advance. Did not tell him, it means that these reporters are not invited by the school.

"Since the reporter has come, it means that my father’s previous guess is probably correct!" Xiao Zhenhe also said.

Xiao Xinghua’s many years of war experience made him not estimate the enemy wrong this time. "After today, I will put those people behind the scenes in a pot." Xiao Xinghua said.

(End of this chapter)