This time, Odd Zhuo became famous once again … he became the first man in the world to carry Secretary Dakang's thigh.
Everyone who had witnessed this with their own eyes would never be able to forget this historic scene!
Not just anyone could carry the old Secretary's thigh. Back then, the old Secretary had carried a gun and rice on his back, traversing mountains and rivers to ambush a demon god. He was an old senior who had made countless contributions to the country and was still famous to this day. He had actually been carried by a junior …
For a moment, a lot of people were trying to figure out the meaning behind this.
Odd Zhuo's Hundred Steps Flying Sword performance was no longer important. Because the moment the old Secretary had been sucked away by a gravitational force, the leaders of the two schools, as well as the security guards present, had rushed out to protect him …
Wang Ling would never forget that scene.
Under everyone's gazes and a gentle breeze on the sports field, the old Secretary brushed the dust off his body and slowly got to his feet. His long leg hair was a little eye-catching as it fluttered in the wind. He turned his head slightly and said to Odd Zhuo, "Little Zhuozi, come look for me when the event is over!"
Everyone was stunned! — He actually wasn't angry?!
Everyone knew that the old Secretary had another identity: he was the Secretary of the Alliance of Ten Thousand Schools, which was a position of power that belonged to the Alliance of Ten Thousand Schools. Combined with Odd Zhuo's status as the Deputy Director of the General Administration of 100 Schools, his recent achievements, and the results of the polls … a lot of people felt that this seemingly nonsensical scene had actually been planned by the old Secretary, hinting to everyone that he had found a suitable successor!
Now, it was very clear that this successor … was very likely to be Odd Zhuo!
"… Old Secretary, are you hurt?" The two headmasters were already scared out of their wits. Who would have thought that such a blunder would occur at the end of the exchange meet?
"Hurt? How could I be hurt? "
The old Secretary smiled slightly. "I didn't expect Little Zhuozi's sword wave to be so powerful! It ripped my pants … But it doesn't matter, I'll just go change into a new pair of pants! It's very normal for spirit energy to go out of control when controlling an unfamiliar spirit sword. Luckily, Little Zhuozi was quick-witted and put the gravitational wave on me. Otherwise, the students would have been in trouble! "
It turned out that this was Odd Zhuo's emergency response …
Everyone was suddenly enlightened!
"Don't worry, I'm angry. On the contrary, I think you should thank Little Zhuozi properly. " The old Secretary said, "I know that ever since Xiao Zhuozi started working, he rarely had the chance to come into contact with a spiritual sword. So, my original plan was to just let him perform the Sky-Parting Sword, but in the end … you guys insisted on making him perform the Hundred Steps Flying Sword! Look, isn't he losing control of his spiritual power? "
"…"
"That's why I was there. If the sword wave hit me, it wouldn't affect me, but if it harmed the students, it wouldn't be good. Through this incident, you have to learn a lesson. Sometimes, don't force others to do things against their will, understand? "
"Old Secretary is right! We will definitely learn our lesson and reflect on it! "
"Luckily, Little Zhuozi reacted in time … otherwise, he wouldn't have suffered even more damage."
"…"
Odd Zhuo also stared blankly at the old Secretary.
Did he … win without doing anything again?
"…"
On the side, Wang Ling covered his face as he listened to everything. He never thought that the old Secretary would actually be able to smooth over such a strange matter.
Because Jingke's "one hundred percent hairy legs on his shoulders" setting automatically attracted the man with the most exuberant leg hair on the scene!
What f * * king losing control of his spiritual power!
What f * * king reacting in time!
…
…
The four-day student exchange meet finally came to an end with an unexpected outcome. There was a saying that went, "no discord, no concord", and Tang Jingze felt that this saying was quite appropriate. Although there had been some unpleasantness in these days, overall, it was still an unforgettable memory.
This was something Wang Ling had never experienced since he was a child. He wasn't used to living in groups, and had even found all sorts of excuses not to participate in the spring excursions in primary school and middle school. But by a freak combination of factors, he had ended up at No. 59 High School to participate in the four-day exchange meet. Although there had been a lot of trouble, Wang Ling was at least gratified that it had been under control and hadn't gone beyond his control …
At No. 59 High School's gate, the group from No. 60 High School quietly waited for the bus to take them home.
It was already Friday, and it was time for school to end. For safety reasons, the school had arranged for the bus driver to plan the route so that each student could be safely taken home.
Wang Ling had always felt that these forms of transportation were a pain in the ass, because whether he ran or crawled … he was much faster than they could be.
Tang Jingze and his group pondered for a long time, and in the end still felt that they should come out to see Lotus Sun off. Although they had lost the competition, as candidates for a key city high school, they still had to show their demeanor.
At the school gate, Tang Jingze, as the representative of No. 59 High School, held out his hand to Lotus Sun. But he had only stretched out his hand halfway when Hero Guo stopped him. "Men and women shouldn't touch. If you want to shake hands with Classmate Lotus Sun, you need a handshake voucher. Thirty thousand yuan each, fair trade! "
Tang Jingze drew back his claws. "… So expensive?"
"If it's just to say goodbye, shaking hands with me is the same. I'm the political science representative! I'm here to represent the wishes of the people of both schools! "Hero Guo said.
On the side, the corners of their mouths twitched fiercely. This fatty's ability to bullshit was getting better and better recently. Wang Ling had always felt that Master of Dopey's biggest attribute was his loose lips, which was even higher than his "love of gossip."
Tang Jingze had just wanted to say goodbye at first, but seeing Hero Guo's attitude, he was instantly a little unhappy, so he stepped forward and gripped Hero Guo's hand firmly. Taking a deep breath, he said, "Our school's spirit gathering array has been repaired. You're welcome to come again!"
Master of Dopey: "We won!"
Tang Jingze: "Our spirit gathering array has been strengthened this time! It's five times more effective than before! "
Master of Dopey: "We won!"
Tang Jingze: "Our school is going to expand the school building! Install an elevator! "
Master of Dopey: "We won!"
Tang Jingze: "Can you not talk about the result of today's competition … it's very bad for the relationship between our two schools!"
Master of Dopey: "Your Director Xie is in love, and the person he's in love with is our history teacher!"
Tang Jingze: "…"
Master of Dopey: "Your delinquent senior has turned over a new leaf. He must have been corrected by our No. 60 High School's upright and plainspoken learning atmosphere!"
Tang Jingze: "… Let's change the subject."
Master of Dopey: "Teacher Odd Zhuo, the Deputy Director General of the Alliance of 100 Schools on the rostrum today, graduated from our No. 60 High School."
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