Reborn Bao Guowei, I really didn’t want to be a great writer!

Chapter 167 Ami’s arrogance? Xu Kun shows off his talents!

In a temporary office in Hangzhou, a bald man and a young man sat opposite each other.

The happy expressions gradually faded from the two people's faces.

Especially Principal Chang's face was full of resentment and worry.

"Bang!" With a sound, Principal Chang slapped the table. All the tea on the table spilled out and dripped to the ground.

"How are these Jinling contestants selected, and they actually cause trouble for me in this kind of conference? Can those foreigners be provoked? I want to give them three points, but these people dare to do it?"

"It's so stupid!"

Still feeling dissatisfied, Principal Chang hit the potted plant with the cane in his hand.

With a "swish" sound, countless leaves fell lightly.

Song Ziwen was still thinking of saying something nice, but at this moment his head turned and he immediately changed his mind.

He said with a sneer on his face.

"It's nothing more than a small episode. Let's deal with these troublemakers and satisfy the foreigners, and the matter will be solved."

Principal Chang said: "It's mainly about the foreigners. We can't have conflicts with them. From now on, we still have to rely more on the support of the United States. In these small things, we can only aggrieve our people."

"The orders have been given. Those who caused trouble have been arrested. The principal can rest assured that everything is under control and will not affect the follow-up work."

Song Ziwen said with a smile, he was very familiar with these things.

To do some planning, it will cost another sum of money, plus the allocation for holding the sports meeting.

This money will make the Song family "fat" a lot.

"Yeah~" Principal Chang nodded and said. "There are so many people. After all, it's you Ziwen who makes me feel at ease. I really can't entrust the others with important responsibilities!"

He said with an expression of hatred for steel.

"I often tell someone clearly what to do and how to do it. It can be said that the order has been down to the smallest detail, but these people still can't do it, no matter what it is!"

Song Ziwen raised his hands in praise and said: "The principal's micro management has always been admirable, but the actual operation of these people is too inferior."

"Hi!" Principal Chang sighed, the expression on his face obviously softened a lot, and he sat on the sofa and said.

"Zi Wen, you have to give instructions. This matter must be hidden. It must not be seen in the media. Anyone who dares to spread it will not be tolerated."

He is naturally more concerned about matters related to reputation, so much so that he has to use stronger methods.

"Don't worry, principal. I will take care of these things."

Song Ziwen smiled slightly, he couldn't handle foreigners, why couldn't he handle his own people?

"Also, the original plan for this sports meeting cannot be changed. We must achieve results on the field and we cannot let these foreigners look down upon us."

Principal Chang continued to emphasize while drinking Biluochun.

Hearing this, Song Ziwen couldn't help but twitch the muscles on his face.

Isn’t this an either-or?

You regard the dignity of these people as nothing, and you still think of them fighting for themselves?

It's almost impossible to think with your butt.

The turmoil at this meeting may greatly affect the confidence of various delegations.

Subsequently, it is basically difficult to achieve higher sports performance.

The result is obvious.

But for a senior person like Principal Chang, it is obvious that he does not care about these "trivial" things.

At least that's how it works for him.

All he cares about is the results.

Helpless, Song Ziwen could only nodded in agreement and said.

"Don't worry, principal, I will try my best to handle it."

"Yeah!" Principal Chang said with a smile on his face.

He patted Song Ziwen on the shoulder.

"Ziwen, the future of this world depends on people like you and me!"

Song Ziwen had an embarrassed smile on his face and waved his hands repeatedly.

"Don't dare, I still have to rely on the principal to work hard!"

Then both of them laughed loudly, not knowing whether the words were false or true, and which one was true.

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in!"

After Principal Chang made a majestic voice, it was Chen Xun'en who came in.

"What's wrong, Xun En?"

Seeing the solemn expression on Chen Xun'en's face, Principal Chang immediately felt that nothing good had happened again.

Unable to avoid having a headache, he was actually a little afraid of seeing his secretary now.

Sure enough, Chen Xun'en came close to Principal Chang's ear and whispered a few words.

The expression on Principal Chang's face suddenly changed.

"is that true?"

"Yes." Chen Xun'en nodded and confirmed.

After pondering for a while, Principal Chang said immediately.

"Please come to the living room quickly. Don't neglect me."

Seeing Principal Chang looking so nervous, Song Ziwen waited until Chen Xun'en walked out before continuing to ask questions.

"What happened?"

Principal Chang said with a sigh.

"Sure enough, the guess is correct, the American representative is here."

Seeing Principal Chang's frowning face, Song Ziwen said a little strangely.

"I heard that this person is actually quite good. He often communicates with the United States for us. There should be nothing wrong, right?"

"Ziwen, you only know one, but not the other!"

Principal Chang said with emotion.

"He is indeed good to us, but that does not involve any dispute of interest. Now that someone in the United States is injured, he will definitely not let it go!"

"It's so." After hearing the explanation, Song Ziwen was beating a drum in his heart.

Today's operation has already received strong public outrage.

If those people were severely punished, there was no telling what would happen.

How will it end then?

"Ziwen, come with me!"

After hearing Principal Chang's voice, Song Ziwen nodded.

Inside the splendid living room.

No matter where he goes, Principal Chang's pomp and circumstance must be followed.

Principal Chang and Song Ziwen had just settled down in their seats.

A somewhat fat white American man walked towards him outside the door.

He wore a gentleman's hat, and the hooked nose on his face was very obvious.

She is slightly fat, and her belly obviously has a swimming ring, and she always sways when she walks.

But his steps are still windy, obviously to show his momentum.

Nelson Johnson.

Representative of the United States.

He didn't regard himself as an outsider at all and sat down opposite Principal Chang.

Smiling and speaking in broken Chinese.

"Mr. President, you know what I'm here for today."

The voice was very gentle, but obviously tinged with acupuncture.

In fact, this American representative has done a lot of good things in history.

It not only helped the national government to promote the abolition of some unfavorable restrictions.

Moreover, they mediate with each other between the United States and the national government, advocating concessions to the East and re-signing a tariff treaty.

Even when the ambitions of the island countries expanded later, the United States proposed that security protection should be provided to the East.

From this perspective, this person is still a relatively close person in terms of opinions.

But this matter is a little different.

Several Americans had troubles in China. This matter can be big or small.

From a representative standpoint.

Once his own interests are involved, he still stands clearly on his own side.

Naturally, at this moment, he showed the same old and beautiful expression.

That very unruly expression seemed to really make him feel like an eagle.

"hey-hey!"

Chang Baldzi showed a rare expression of flattery. The previous majestic expression was gone at this moment.

"Mr. Nelson, you should know that we have issued a relevant statement at noon and will strictly deal with the basketball players who caused trouble."

But Nelson did not answer Principal Chang. Instead, he took out a cigar from his arms and started smoking by himself.

The meaning is obvious, such a result cannot be explained.

Song Ziwen and Principal Chang looked at each other immediately, and the former spoke.

"Mr. Nelson, if your country has a way to solve the problem, you can tell it.

As you know, we and your country have always regarded each other as brothers. In my opinion, no one wants to see this kind of thing happen.

So naturally the sooner we can handle it, the better! "

But Nelson shook his head, blew out a smoke ring and said.

"It's not that I don't want to solve it. As you know, gentlemen, the players from the United States are very angry. They are very dissatisfied with the results of the handling."

He paused and continued.

"A more reasonable processing result is of course necessary!"

In the living room, there was silence for a while.

"Get the ball! Get the ball, you idiot! That American guy is going to throw the ball!"

"What are you doing standing there stupidly? Taking a walk, right? That's how you get your monthly salary to compete, right?"

"Alas! That American scored again, and so did the basketball players from Gusu No. 2 Middle School. They all gave the ball to those Americans! Without the foreigners, they can't play, right?"

"Are you going to lose again? You deserve us! I want your mother to refund the money!!!"

This afternoon, there was another noise in the stands of the stadium.

Paper cannot cover the fire. What happened at the last opening ceremony has obviously spread throughout Hangzhou.

Having just experienced the plague incident, the self-confidence of the people in Hangzhou has been inspired by Bao Guowei.

This time when I saw my team being bullied by foreigners, I naturally felt the same and felt aggrieved.

We, the people of Hangzhou, have successfully fought the plague.

It's really shameful that you guys who eat "yellow grain" every day are so ineffective!

As the whistle sounded, the preliminary basketball game in front of us gradually came to an end.

The audience in the venue let out sighs of exclamation.

"Look, the winning teams are all teams that hired foreigners. Don't we have a few people who can play basketball?"

"That's right, why do we invite some foreigners to disgust people in our own competition? It's really disgusting!"

"Is it true that the All-China Class cannot win the competition?"

There were even some arrogant foreigners in the previous games, taunting and saying something in the field.

"Five Chinese people can't win the game."

It aroused layers of anger. The audience in the stands were so angry that they even threw water bottles, rotten eggs, rotten vegetable leaves and other things down.

But the players who lost the game could only endure the shame and leave with their heads lowered.

On the one hand, because he lost the game, his momentum was weakened.

On the other hand, the government’s attitude is very obvious.

That is, you must never conflict with the other party. Whoever conflicts will be dealt with.

Those people on the Jinling basketball team are a lesson learned from the past.

"Why is this happening! Why is this happening!"

Cao Yanhai was furious when he saw this situation. He immediately wanted to rush forward with fists raised and talk reason with these foreigners.

But he was still stopped by Bao Guowei.

"Don't worry, it's not time for you to play yet. When the time comes, you can defeat the foreigners on the field with dignity."

"But I really can't live with it!"

Cao Yanhai sighed and said.

Bao Guowei did not explain. He pursed his lips and motioned for him to look towards another field.

Looking in the direction, Cao Yanhai immediately opened his mouth.

"Are these guys so fierce?"

All I saw was that the basketball team of Wei Junming and Xu Kun had started the game.

Opposite is the basketball team from the United States.

Almost half of the people inside are foreigners.

There are even a few tall black brothers.

After being "experienced" in the plantation and carefully selected by the farmer, the Hei Ge who was born was different.

Their bodies are much taller than those of ordinary people, and their muscles are even stronger.

But even so, the Zhicheng Middle School basketball team, with Xu Kun as captain, is still doing well.

On the contrary, it feels a bit like abusing food.

Xu Kun was like a ghost, shuttling among the tall foreigners.

In fact, he is not short either, standing at 1.84 meters.

But in front of these over-nourished foreigners, he is still a little short.

But Xu Kungui was flexible. He combined the dance he learned in daily life with Professor Bao Guowei's basketball steps to create his own unique basketball steps.

Right up and right down, left up and left down.

The drifting pace made the foreigners look stunned.

In the blink of an eye, the basketball passed through the foreigner's crotch at a ghostly angle and reached Wei Junming's hand.

Wei Junming stood under the basket, jumped lightly, made a simple layup, and threw the ball into the frame.

At this time, thunderous applause broke out in the stadium.

So that all the audience turned their attention here.

"Who said five Chinese people can't win the game?"

"These foreigners just ran a few steps ahead on their own. We are not bad either. We will catch up with them sooner or later."

"Hehe, our team in Hangzhou is still very good. I heard that this is Mr. Bao Guowei's school. Sure enough, where Bao Guowei is, it will bring us hope."

"Then what you said, Bao Guowei is the pride of our Hangzhou!"

Cao Yanhai almost dropped his jaw to the ground, looked at Bao Guowei in amazement and said.

"Master Bao, this basketball is so cool. I want to learn it too! I want to play basketball too! Master!"

Hearing the other party's excited voice, Bao Guowei said helplessly.

"In this basketball, coordination is very important. The time you came here is too short, and I can't teach you how to integrate it. You'd better prepare for the hurdles!"

Cao Yanhai was inspired and immediately clenched his fists and said.

"Master, don't worry. I don't have a chance in basketball. This hurdle is very simple. When we practiced martial arts, we could even practice floating on water. Are we still afraid of those few railings?"

He patted his chest and couldn't help bragging.

"If the rules hadn't prevented me, I could have flown directly to the finish line by stepping on those fences."

Bao Guowei shook his head helplessly, suddenly feeling a little regretful.

Wouldn't it be better for this guy to practice long jump?

I always feel that this guy Cao Yanhai is not very reliable!

But his thoughts immediately drifted to another place.

At this moment, his letter should have been sent to Principal Chang, right?

I wonder if this "Three Kingdoms" can impress this bald man?

Although he doesn't like Chang Bale, it is undeniable that in this era, this person is absolutely unavoidable.

If I had to make a comparison, Bao Guowei felt that this bald man was like the people of later generations kneeling down to lick some beautiful and strong peninsulas.

I naively thought that the United States would really help them and make them stronger.

In fact, it is just a dream.

　Thanks to Mr. Maxim Xiaomianqiu for the 100 starting coin reward!

　　In this chapter of Hotel Code, I am a dedicated author!

　　This chapter has been reviewed again... It's too difficult... I came to the Internet cafe to change it.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)