Rules Quirk: This Death Prompt Is Not Right!

The instructor didn't let Lin Cang look for long, he seemed to know Lin Cang was looking for him and sat in an office waiting for him.

It was two o'clock in the night when Lin Cang found him.

He held the half-dead face monster in his hand, and the moment he saw the instructor, he threw the monster in his hand on the desk.

The bang made the face monster scream again: "Teacher, teacher!" He maliciously hurt me, you punish him quickly!! ”

A crack appeared on the instructor's calm face, he raised the glasses on the bridge of his nose and looked at Lin Cang: "What are you doing with me without sleeping in the middle of the night?" ”

"Did you know that athletes' sleep is important?"

[Don't make the instructor angry, the consequences are serious]

The rules are clearly laid out here, making everyone nervous.

The stern tone seemed to be carved into the bones of every Dragon Countryman, and they covered their faces with their hands.

"Help! Why is this teacher again, I am most afraid of teachers in my life! ”

"Why did Lin Shen not panic in the face of the teacher?"

"Could it be that this is the legendary privilege of honor students!?"

Lin Cang played with the bracer on his wrist, and he spoke sincerely to the instructor.

"I'm here to confess, Sensei."

“？？？”

Not only the instructor was stunned, but the face monsters on the table and the audience of the Dragon Country were stunned.

"What are you going to confess?"

The teacher's question was questioning, and he stared at the honor student in front of him with his head down.

He couldn't figure out what was worth sacrificing sleep to find himself.

Lin Cang tore off the number 6 name tag on his back with his backhand and ripped off the bracer on his hand.

He pinched his No. 6 nameplate, his tone excited.

"I shouldn't have neglected the game, I also dodged the ball of the No. 8 brother to protect myself from injury! I'm ashamed of my tracksuit! ”

"I'm selfish, I'm not motivated, I'm whining..."

When Lin Cang said that he was excited, he covered his face and began to fake crying, which made the faces on the table stunned.

The instructor was flustered by Lin Cang.

He was at a loss.

Teachers want their students to be sunny and successful, and always grow towards the sun like a sunflower.

Who sees that the students who have the courage to admit their mistakes in front of themselves, because they are sad to cry because they lost the game are not distressed!?

Not only the teacher was stunned, but the audience in the live broadcast room was also stunned.

"What is this horse operation? I see that the teacher seems to be moved to cry too?? ”

"This acting skill I would like to call the first in the Dragon Country!"

"Horse egg, I didn't expect that there was such a way to break the game!!"

"Handsome, can you still play like this!??"

The instructor took off his glasses with trembling hands, and he wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

Reaching out and touching Lin Cang's head, he comforted Lin Cang.

"Good boy, how can I blame you?"

With a strange look on his face, the teacher continued to speak to Lin Cang.

"It's all to blame for that No. 8, it's all the students I taught, why is the anger so heavy!"

"Fortunately, you dodged, let the teacher see where the injury is?"

Lin Cang "aggrieved" raised his hand and handed the abrasion on his hand to the instructor.

"Ouch..."

The teacher's face twisted into a twist in distress, and he looked at the abrasions on Lin Cang's hands, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became.

"You! Go and call me number 8! He ordered the face monster on the table.

The face monster saw that the spearhead was aimed at him again, screamed, trotted three steps, and fled with one run and one flutter.

Lin Cang stood in place, pinching his bracer, and he stared at the instructor in a pitiful tone.

"Teacher, or I'll abstain, I won't fight..."

"Nope! The teacher will definitely give you the best equipment, you just have to fight! ”

With a big wave of his hand, the instructor took out another racket from the cabinet behind him, as well as a brand new set of sportswear and bracers.

Lin Cang held back the excitement in his heart, and his face became more and more sad.

"Forget the teacher, today it was the 8th who saw the new racket in my hand, and I hit so hard, I..."

The instructor didn't listen to Lin Cang's continued nonsense, and in his opinion, a motivated student would cry to him in the middle of the night.

Such a good seedling cannot be planted in the hands of fellow brothers!

He shoehorned the equipment into Lin Cang's hands, and his tone was unmistakable.

"Take it! Stand behind me, wait a while when the 8th comes, you see how I clean him up! ”

For a time, the audience in the live broadcast room didn't know what to say.

"I said that 666 is tired, Lin Shen is too bullish."

"The 666 of my keyboard has been picked up by me!"

"Handsome, this operation, learn it!"

Lin Cang sucked in a non-existent snot, his voice extremely small, like a weak honor student who was afraid of his fellow disciples bullying him.

"Teacher, what if I meet him again in tomorrow's game... He won't give up. ”

"The teacher makes the decision for you!"

Lin Cang waited for this sentence, and he walked behind the instructor and accompanied him to wait for the arrival of the No. 8 player.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and his thumb rubbed the new equipment in his hand.

Oh, win the game, this is not a hand?

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