The poor little one on the road of escape, she is so fierce

Chapter 39 Playing Football
Bai Qiujin didn't want to bother with Young Master Wu, but he came to cause trouble for her.

Bai Qiujin once got first place in a class. It should be said that he always got first place in a class. But one day, someone drew a pig's head above his name on the ranking list.

From childhood to adulthood, Bai Qiujin had never suffered such injustice. Wherever he went, he was flattered. Someone even drew a pig on his name. How could he tolerate this?

Young Master Wu was not at all timid and directly admitted that the pig head was his masterpiece.

The feud between the two was officially settled, but before they could even fight, Young Master Wu was expelled from the academy. The people behind the academy were not someone the Wu family could shake.

Young Master Wu felt that he had turned a disaster into a blessing. He didn't expect that an unintentional act could lead to him being successfully expelled from the academy. His father was still trying to find connections to get him into another academy.

As a result, within a few days, the dean would tactfully come to settle accounts with Mr. Wu, saying that their temple was too small to accommodate a big Buddha like Young Master Wu.

Young Master Wu even felt complacent about being able to come up with such a good way to avoid studying.

After Bai Qiujin knew about these things, she often used this matter to make a fuss in front of him. In fact, there was not a single academy in Yuncheng that could keep him.

Although Young Master Wu was unwilling to go to school, he did not want others to laugh at him. In addition, their circles overlapped a lot, so they would fight as soon as they met.

When they grew up, they no longer fought, but only used words to stimulate each other. They were happy to see the other party being humiliated.

"Oh, I'm not the same as you guys who use all these conspiracies and tricks." Young Master Wu snorted coldly. In fact, he wanted to use them, but he couldn't use them at all. He regretted not having enough plans when he needed them.

Bai Qiujin watched the game begin again, "The highest score difference in this court is twenty to five. I don't know if you can break this record today."

Isn't this just mocking your own incompetence?

In the past, Young Master Wu would have fought back, but this time he felt guilty.

"Aren't records meant to be broken?" Anyway, he would not let Bai Qiujin laugh at him, as long as he acted like he didn't care about winning or losing.

"I think the new record you have created will never be broken again."

This guy is still as speechless as ever. Didn't he just say that his team is really bad and there won't be anyone worse than them in the future?

Bai Qiujin's expression suddenly changed, "It actually scored a goal."

Young Master Wu looked over and saw Wang Qingyou standing on the court. She seemed to be glowing. Her teammates were cheering for her. This goal was a good start for her.

Master Wu's lips unconsciously curled up slightly, "Maybe the little girl is lucky."

The tone was full of arrogance that could not be concealed.

Bai Qiujin snorted, "Maybe it's just a coincidence. Her opponent is Qiu Nu." Qiu Nu was just a name everyone called him, and his real name was unknown. Everyone only knew that Qiu Nu's family conditions were not very good and he needed a lot of money. He was very good at playing Cuju, and as long as he was there, he would win even at the risk of his life.

When there is a competition, someone will specially invite the ball slave to join his team, but the ball slave does not have a fixed team. He will go to the team that offers the highest price. Many people who play Cuju look down on him, thinking that he has tarnished Cuju with money.

Relying on her petite body, Wang Qingyou moved across the court like a fish in water. The Cuju that she was kicking well was taken away by her in the blink of an eye. She dodged left and right flexibly. At first, she was not used to carrying the Cuju. She didn't know where the ball went while kicking it, but she would soon grab the ball back and continue running with it. Naturally, there were people nearby who wanted to stop her, but they couldn't even touch the corner of her clothes.

Wang Qingyou became more and more skilled, and he scored goals one after another, and he would be able to score another one soon.

Everyone on the field was confused by this change. They wondered if something was wrong, why was the score on Young Master Wu's side getting higher and higher?

Young Master Jiang had a gloomy face and stared at the court. When he saw Wang Qingyou scored another goal and the score difference was only one point, he stopped the game and asked his team to leave.

Over there, Wang Qingyou was led off the stage like a star. Even though few people cheered for her, she still spoke enthusiastically to the people around her.

"My kicking posture just now was very cool. I kicked the ball into the goal with one kick, but I didn't expect the goalkeeper to not react in time."

Her teammates echoed, "As expected of Miss Wang, you are so good at everything. I didn't expect that with just a little effort from you, our score would be so much higher."

The spectators nearby were not so happy, because they did not bet on Young Master Wu to win. Although it was quite fun to watch Wang Qingyou play football, her posture was graceful, and even when she was playing Cuju, she was like a painting, which was pleasing to the eye.

"What do you do for a living? How can you not even take care of a little girl? You let her score so many goals. Am I supporting you for nothing?"

They were also helpless. They also wanted to stop Wang Qingyou, but her speed was too fast and there was no chance for others to stop her.

Young Master Jiang looked at the ball slave, "You should know why I asked you to come here, right? Aren't you an undefeated legend? You can't lose this time, or you can't take a cent of the money we agreed on from me. Even if I've already given you the deposit, I'll make you spit it out. My money is not so easy to take."

The ball slave lowered his head, "I know."

Young Master Jiang instructed the others, "I think that little girl is the only one who is good on the field. The others are just trash. The four of you keep a close eye on that little girl. You can use some special methods when necessary."

His men understood immediately.

Young Master Jiang pointed at the others and said, "You two, guard the goal for me. Don't let them score again. You have to use your body as a shield to block the ball for me. Otherwise, if they score again, I will use your head as a ball. You should protect the ball slave and give him a chance to play well. You can also use some special methods to deal with those who are not pleasing to our eyes. Anyway, I just want to say one thing, you must win this time."

Young Master Jiang's men nodded one after another.

Young Master Wu gave Wang Qingyou a massage. This was the first time that the young master gave someone a massage.

"You are awesome. The goal you just scored was really cool. They will definitely use some dirty tricks later. You have to be careful and guard against them."

(End of this chapter)