487: Chapter 476 Xiao Quansan 487: Chapter 476 Xiao Quansan “Humph, I already mentioned earlier that this was an accident.
Nobody wanted to see us lose the game, but the fact is, it happened, and none of us could stop it,” Yu Feng said with a cold sneer.
“Moreover, let’s not talk about that for now.
I found a problem with you.
Why can’t you ever reflect on yourself?
Do you not know why you were substituted?
What’s the use of being a goalkeeper if you can’t even block a ball?”
“That’s still better than the people you brought in, Yu Feng.
What kind of people did you bring?
Not to mention blocking the ball, they can’t even save a regular shot and just stupidly stand there.
What, do they think they’re sculptures, performance artists?” the goalkeeper retorted discontentedly.
“That’s your own fault.
If you hadn’t messed up halfway, would I have had to find someone new?
Humph, if you can’t perform well, don’t blame others.
Helping me is a favor; not helping is their right.
But you, you’re neither, just a petty person who recklessly disregards the big picture.”
“Yu Feng, if this keeps up, forget about advancing to any official competitions, I assure you, you won’t even make it through the preliminaries,” the forward sighed.
“You don’t need to worry about it.
The two of you have already been kicked out of the team, so don’t bother about team matters,” Yu Feng said disdainfully, glancing at the two of them.
“Let’s go, I’ll treat everyone to a meal and we can talk about the mistakes earlier.”
“This is really boring, haha, as long as Yu Feng is in this team for one day, the team won’t win a single game,” Song Yun laughed.
“Especially with his mouth, which is incredibly deceitful.
Now, look, two decent players were kicked out by him.”
“It seems like our literature department will really lose,” Liu Ran pouted.
“Brother Song, isn’t there anything you can do to help?”
“How can I help?
This is just a friendly match, and they aren’t even playing seriously.
We ended up with 0:8.
Once the actual competitions start, who knows how it will be,” Song Yun said nonchalantly.
“How about we talk to the teacher to let you play as the captain?” Li Yueyue grinned.
“I believe just having Song Yun on the field will be enough to make those girls scream.
You don’t know how popular you are among the girls.”
“Really?
I’m not as fantastic as you say,” Song Yun laughed, touching his nose.
“I need to think about it, considering I’ve been busy with many things lately.
I’d rather not take on this troublesome matter under normal circumstances.”
And Song Yun didn’t know that more trouble was brewing at the faculty office.
A person from RB, dressed in a suit, stood there, having a wonderful chat with the dean.
When Wang Xuewei went to submit some documents, the dean stopped her with a smile, “Mr.
Wang, this is Xiao Quansan from RB, the new foreign instructor for elective Japanese in our literature department.
He will be your colleague from now on, you should get to know each other.”
Xiao Quansan was taken aback by Wang Xuewei’s fair and elastic skin, bright eyes, and the work uniform she wore, which was more enticing than the *** in his country.
He swallowed silently and extended his hand gentlemanly, “Hello Mr.
Wang, I’m Xiao Quansan, it’s an honor to become colleagues.
For the future of our literature department, I hope we can support each other.”
“Heh, hello,” Wang Xuewei smiled professionally, shaking his hand briefly before letting go.
“Mr.
Wang, I’m not very familiar with this school yet, would you mind showing me around the campus?” Xiao Quansan thought he was giving a perfect smile, considering himself good-looking among his peers who always flanked him.
He couldn’t believe that coming to Huaxia, he couldn’t even win over a teacher.
“Sorry, because the sports festival is coming soon, I have a lot of class advisor work to do.
If you want to tour the campus, you could ask other teachers.
Mr.
Director, since there’s nothing else, I’ll take my leave now.” Wang Xuewei nodded at the director and walked out.
“This director, does Mr.
Wang have a boyfriend?” Xiao Quansan watched her leave and asked.
“Ha, do you fancy our Wang Xuewei?
Let me tell you, Mr.
Wang is the flower of our literature department; back then…”
Xiao Quansan turned back to stare at the director for a moment.
After a brief eye contact, the director’s entire demeanor blanked out, and Xiao Quansan nodded, satisfied, saying “Now, whatever I ask, you’ll answer, got it?”
“Got it,” the director said woodenly.
“Does Mr.
Wang have a partner?”
“There haven’t been rumors about Mr.
Wang having a partner, but from what I know, she is very headstrong and hard to approach.”
“Could you give me Mr.
Wang’s phone number?” Xiao Quansan handed his phone to the director, who quickly input Wang Xuewei’s number.
Xiao Quansan nodded approvingly, “Good, I’ll need your further guidance in future work.”
“Snap!”
Xiao Quansan snapped his fingers, causing the director to shudder.
He looked dazed for several seconds before suddenly regaining his senses.
“What just happened?”
“Nothing happened, I just saw you suddenly lower your head and thought maybe you were tired from work, and had fallen asleep,” Xiao Quansan chuckled.
The director, looking puzzled, touched his face and then checked his reflection in a mirror, finding nothing unusual.
Could it really be exhaustion?
He just nodded off?
“Heh, indeed, as a director, my daily tasks are endless.
Please, don’t let the news of me falling asleep spread out; I usually prefer to keep a low profile.”
“Heh, of course, I won’t spread it, but director, you really need to take better care of yourself.
I see you’ve got dark circles, you must be burning the midnight oil for these students.
I have an ancestral medicine here that can help you sleep.”
“Thank you for your concern, but I think I’m alright without sleeping pills,” the director responded with a smile.
“This medicine not only gives good sleep but also helps men in certain aspects,” Xiao Quansan explained.
“We men definitely suffer, especially at your age, probably feeling incompetent sometimes.
Although my medicine might not restore your vigor as before, it can at least prolong it by half an hour.”
“Cough, considering this concern for my health, write down that prescription,” the director pretended and replied.