The Joy of Rebirth

Qiao Yonglei's face looked a little ugly. Indeed, he was the one who asked Ye Bihuang to go to Class 12 just now.

But for the sake of the class, both Qiao Yonglei and Li Yong hurriedly said: "Brother Huang, Brother Huang, why don't you give me some face? I'll just mention it like this today. How about I give you a formal player position during the Winter Games?" After all, you are also a member of our Class 11, and you want to bring glory to the class."

Ye Bihuang squinted his eyes, glanced at the five people in Class 11 with a smile, and said: "But there are five of you. It is originally a game of five people. Where can I be put?"

Li Yong hurriedly said: "Brother Huang, I would rather be a substitute when you come, hehe, how about this."

Qiao Yonglei's expression changed. He knew what he had just done was wrong and said: "Brother Huang, let me be the substitute."

Ye Bihuang touched his nose, looking very indifferent, ready to agree, but Jiang Guogang was not happy.

"Damn it, if you invite Brother Huang, then you won't be the only one in the Winter Games. This is no good, no, it's too unbalanced." Sun Chengpeng shouted.

Li Yong chuckled: "It's a pity that Brother Huang is from our class."

Jiang Guogang said loudly: "Who pushed Brother Huang over just now, and now he is licking his face and letting him go back. Do you want to do this? You can't stop Brother Huang. Can we stop it? Let's see at the Winter Games. If he plays football alone, we can't touch the ball at all."

Qiao Yifei and Lee Kuan Yew also appeared on the stage, both of them laughed strangely: "There is no way, Brother Huang is from our Class 12, you can't take him away. If he wants to play, it is in compliance with the rules."

"this"

Well, now everyone calls Ye Bihuang Brother Huang. It seems that superb skills are also a way to conquer people. Ye Bihuang thought to himself, when he first came to the stadium, almost everyone called him by his full name, but After he showed off his power, everyone called him Brother Huang. This was really uncomfortable, as if he was back in junior high school.

Ye Bihuang touched his nose and said with a smile: "Okay, I agree. Just call me during the Winter Games. Remember to let me start."

When Li Yong heard this, he shook his head and looked at Jiang Guogang triumphantly. He really looked like Ronaldo.

Ye Bihuang waved his hand and said: "Okay, the matter is settled like this. In fact, I came here just to let you see my skills, so as not to underestimate me. I won't be able to play during the Winter Games. Now my goal has been achieved. I I still have something to do, so I need to take a step first."

Li Yong nodded and said: "Okay, no problem. It's just that Brother Huang, your skills are too strong. If you start, we won't have to play. It will be boring for the whole audience to watch you play. It's better to wait until the last few days." I'll let you come on the court in just a few minutes, and you'll be able to dominate the world with one kick. You'll be both handsome and stylish."

Li Yong and the others enjoy playing football very much on weekdays. Of course, winning in the Winter Games is as important as enjoying playing football. After all, there are so many teams competing. If Ye Bihuang is really allowed to start every time, wouldn't they be able to do it consecutively? If you can't even play, then how can you have fun?

Ye Bihuang had already turned around and left. When he heard this, he raised his hand slightly: "Okay, then call me when you encounter a difficult opponent. I usually just watch from below. There is no point in playing anyway."

"Okay." Li Yongyou shouted.

Just now, Ye Bihuang's football skills have completely conquered everyone present. His miraculous fake moves, including precise shooting, are beyond their reach.

"Damn it, who is that man? He was so fierce just now, and three people tried to stop him, but they didn't even stop him."

"You idiot, you don't even know the celebrity in our school is Ye Bihuang."

"Ye Bihuang, the nemesis."

"Nonsense, the gangsters have to take a detour when they see him. I really didn't expect him to be so good at football. Every ball is accurate. None of the shots just missed. It's really scary."

"Isn't our class football destined to lose?"

"I don't know. It depends on the situation. Maybe they don't bother to play."

Ye Bihuang put one hand in his pocket and took out a cigarette from his pocket with the other hand, ready to smoke.

Obviously, Ye Bihuang only realized that this was a school when he took out the cigarette, but since he had already put the cigarette in his mouth, he would never take it off. How could he, who has the soul of an adult, be afraid of the small things in school? rule.

What's more, school is over now. As long as he doesn't meet his teachers and classmates and smoke openly, he won't care even if the principal passes by him.

Because the other party is not sure whether this is a student from their own school.

Ye Bihuang took a puff of cigarette, took the cigarette away with one hand, and blew out a smoke ring.

"Huh." Ye Bihuang was walking, preparing to take his schoolbag and leave the teaching building, but he saw a beautiful figure at the edge of the playground. Her beautiful hair was arranged extremely smoothly, with part of it scattered on the back, and the other part Then gather it on one side and put it on your shoulder.

This girl must be beautiful

Ye Bihuang thought like this, and saw that the girl was wearing a beige sweater on her upper body. The color was pure, and it clung tightly to her delicate body, revealing her exquisite waist and armpits, and her slender arms looked more and more soft.

Going down from the waist are dark gray casual pants. The casual pants are very generous, getting wider as you go down, and tighter and narrower at the top. They make your buttocks stand out more and more. The soft curves make people reach out and feel them first. The pants are simple and elegant, forming a strong contrast with the jeans worn by ordinary high school students.

Ye Bihuang had a desire to step forward and take a look at this beautiful woman. He took a puff of cigarette, but finally stopped.

Because he remembered something, the so-called "back killing" and "back killing". The so-called back killing is that some girls dress themselves up to be beautiful and supple, but her face has this flaw that cannot be concealed. If you look at her from the back, she is really beautiful, as beautiful as a fairy.

But if you turn to her side or front, you will be scared out of your wits and feel that the back and the front look like two different people.

There are still too few beauties these days. It’s strange to encounter one while walking. This woman might be the "God of Back Killing". In order to make himself happy and keep it going, Ye Bihuang finally restrained himself. A glimpse into the idea.

"I'm depressed that beauties with devilish figures and angelic faces can't afford to be hurt. In this era of back-and-forth murders, devilish figures are too easy to outline, which confuses the public."

Ye Bihuang shook his head and prepared to leave,

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