Chapter 850
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The discussion was lively and lively.
He had even made proper arrangements for the aftermath of the victory.
Zhang Feng finally couldn't listen to it anymore. He asked weakly, "May I ask, respected teachers, do you only need me for this friendly competition?"
This question was out of the question.
Everyone's fantasies were instantly shattered.
After exchanging glances with each other, they coughed and returned to their seats.
"By the way, Fengzi, why didn't you mention this earlier?"
"Why don't you tell me your thoughts?"
Yu Shinan pretended as if nothing had happened and asked while sipping his tea.
Zhang Feng rolled his eyes and said, "I will listen to the arrangements of my respected teachers."
The old scholar frowned slightly when he heard this. "Tell me, if poetry is not good enough, you can only participate in the Mid- Autumn Hunt by playing cuju. However, this Mid- Autumn Hunt is significant. If we lose, Chang 'an University will forever be inferior to Imperial College in Chang' an."
Zhang Feng heard this and couldn't help but ask, "What if we don't participate in the Mid- Autumn Hunt?"
"Don't participate?"
"This is organized by the Imperial College. It is held twice a year. If we don't participate, we won't have the chance to participate in the imperial examination after graduation!"
"Do you think we can refuse?"
The old scholar explained to Zhang Feng in detail.
Finally, Zhang Feng recalled the origin of the Mid- Autumn Hunt in his mind. He couldn't help but feel a headache coming on.
The students made it clear that the Imperial College wanted to intimidate Chang 'an University. What were they doing?
This was a slap in the face!
Once Chang 'an University lost, White Deer College's reputation would also be damaged. Now, Zhang Feng could only participate in the competition. However, he couldn't even find a cuju team. What could he do?
"Are you sure you can't find a cuju team now?"
Zhang Feng asked again.
"If I can find one, why would I come to you?"
Zhang Feng couldn't help but rub his chin.
This time, the Imperial College was obviously targeting Zhang Feng. After all, Zhang Feng had been in the limelight recently. Why couldn't the Cuju team find him?
Not necessarily.
"Why don't we form our own Cuju team?"
Zhang Feng said indifferently.
But the moment he said that, Yu Shinan instantly extinguished his thoughts. "No, cuju is just a form of entertainment. Moreover, it costs a lot of money and time. White Deer College is going to open in less than a month. Where would we find the time? Besides, the Mid- Autumn Hunt is only ten days away. "
"Once the Mid- Autumn Hunt ends, it will be the Mid- Autumn Hunt Poetry Meet. Others may have the time, but where would you find the time?"
Zhang Feng shrugged. "Then there's nothing I can do."
It was really impossible to form a team in ten days. Not to mention other things, he had seen Cuju in the Tang Dynasty. It was simply a group fight. How was it football?
They couldn't help but fall into deep thought again.
But they were also annoyed.
They just looked at Zhang Feng without saying a word.
Zhang Feng couldn't sit still anymore.
"Why are you looking at me?"
"Why are we looking at you?"
Yu Shinan glanced at Zhang Feng. "Chang 'an University is yours. This White Deer College is also yours. Now that we're helping you think of a solution, you're just sitting there pretending to be a master?"
"No! I'm innocent. I'm really innocent. You and the other teachers can help me. Why do I need to say anything? "
Zhang Feng complained.
But would Yu Shinan let him go?
In the end, the old scholar coughed. "Alright, we're already so old. Fengzi, tell us your opinion. After all, you have a lot of practical ideas."
Zhang Feng lowered his head. He lit a cigarette and said, "Actually, I do have a solution."
"Old Elementary Scholar, let me ask you, this hunt is compulsory, isn't it?"
The old scholar nodded.
Zhang Feng asked again, "If I don't choose Cuju or other sports, can I choose other sports?"
"This …"
The old scholar couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive.
"You can, but you have to report it in advance. If the Imperial College accepts it, then the Ministry of Works will naturally allow it."
Hearing the old scholar's words.
Zhang Feng's mood instantly calmed down.
If that was the case, then it would be easy.
He had no way of starting a football team, but he did have a way to teach his younger brother how to play basketball within ten days!
And this included making a basketball.
Now that he had rubber, it wouldn't be difficult to make a basketball.
As long as he handed it over to Arkinnon, it would be a piece of cake. In that case, even if there were only eight days left, he could train him in a short time.
The most important thing was that there was no such thing in the Tang Dynasty. That was why Zhang Feng was confident that he could start a basketball team in such a short time.
After three days of training, even a fool would know how to throw a ball into a basket!
Thinking of this, Zhang Feng blew out a smoke ring and said, "If that's the case, I do have a plan. I don't know if it will work."
"Tell me about it."
The old scholar didn't dare to trust Zhang Feng too much.
This kid was born in the year of the donkey. If he didn't pay attention, he would cause big trouble.
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