Especially Zhou Jie watched Qi Lin still pounding the table with his fist, and there were more and more black lines on his forehead.

Grass, paralyzed, please teach the students when you come, damn it's okay to compete with Lao Tzu's desk.

At this time, Qi Lin seemed to be in a daze, and his fists were already covered with blood.

"Broken, broken, broken......"

With a deafening knocking sound, Zhou Jie almost covered his ears and walked over.

"Click!"

Finally, under Qi Lin's unremitting boxing, the metal table finally collapsed.

The legs of the table broke directly, and the entire table top fell heavily to the ground, making a piercing crashing sound.

"Yay, it's collapsed!"

A group of students in the second middle school screamed with excitement as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

"Six hundred!"

Zhou Jie's voice was cold, and his gaze swept over the three broken tables and a table with a sunken table, and said slowly.

"Six hundred?"

Wu Ji, Qi Lin, including Xu Jin and Liu Feifei, were all stunned.

"What do you see, lose money, this is still a wholesale price, sold separately, each one is more than three hundred, I didn't mean you, why did you come to our No. 1 Middle School to make trouble, we didn't do anything to be sorry for you, right?"

Zhou Jie is very angry, numb, a group of people outside are watching, if he is not stronger, he will not be poked by this group of middle school and second teenagers in the first middle school.

When people are outside, what is most important, of course, is face.

A group of people in the second middle school are about to burst into flames, and they haven't done anything to be sorry for?

Damn, a group of people are scolding the second middle school dog outside the classroom, why haven't you done anything yet?

Especially Wu Ji, the few long hairs hanging on his forehead were blown up by him.

Qi Lin just wanted to get angry, but suddenly reacted violently, Zhou Jie, but the principal of No. 1 Middle School. Immediately, he sneered: "He broke these two tables, and I will pay up to two hundred." ”

Zhang Fan rolled his eyes vigorously, lying on the grass, isn't it just a matter of four hundred yuan.

Immediately, Zhang Fan took out four hundred yuan from his pocket and stuffed it into Zhou Jie's hand.

"Lao Zhou, the quality of your table is not good, it will collapse in one palm, I am very worried about whether it will collapse when I sleep. Zhang Fan sighed and said.

A group of people listened to Zhang Fan's words, and their teeth were about to grind.

Nima, how good is the quality?

Grass, Qi Lin, the big demon king, smashed nearly thirty punches before smashing the table, why do you even say that the quality is not good.

Ah, there's a kind of you coming...

No, paralyzed, there are two tables that have been broken by Zhang Fan, damn it, is this bastard a monster!

The popularity of the second middle school is not good, and there is a feeling that he has been beaten and paid upside down.

There's no way to make sense of that.

said that the quality of this table was good, Qi Lin smashed it for a long time before it was broken, and said that the quality was not good, damn, Zhang Fan broke it with one palm.

Why does this Nima say that it feels like he is slapping himself in the face.

Zhou Jie looked confused, and then looked at Zhang Fan, who was a little worried about the collapse of the desk in class and sleeping, and his heart was full of 10,000 ***.

Is this table used for you to sleep in class?

Wocao, uncle, even if you want to sleep in class, don't say it in front of the teacher of the second middle school.

But immediately, Zhou Jie's expression changed, he looked at Zhang Fan incredulously, and muttered in a low voice: "You broke the table?"

"Hmm. Zhang Fan nodded, hummed softly, shrugged his shoulders, and looked like he was concerned with my.

"Shhh

Zhou Jie took a breath of cold air, he tried it when he bought this batch of tables, this batch of tables is very strong, damn, two were broken?

Immediately, he thought of the scene where Qi Lin raised his fist and smashed the table just now, and instantly understood.

The feeling is that this little devil is doing something again.

"Oh, how can the table not be strong, I just watched Teacher Qi Lin smash a lot of punches, you look at Teacher Qi Lin's muscles, people have won the whole body fighting championship, you say so, don't you look down on our Teacher Qi Lin." ”

Zhou Jie's painting style changed, and the anger on his face disappeared, replaced by a bright smile.

This sounds true, but when it falls on Qi Lin's ears, it is more uncomfortable than eating.

Nima, what does this mean?

Qi Lin's face changed, if Zhou Jie was not the principal of No. 1 Middle School, he would have raised his fist and smashed it.

It sounds like a mockery.

However, he can't get angry yet, that's the truth.

Zhang Fan sighed and shook his head: "Old Zhou, I didn't say it, you were blinded by Teacher Qi Lin's muscles, he was myasthenia gravis, it's true that your table is not strong." ”

Zhang Fan said, then raised his hand and slapped it on the table.

“BOOM！”

As always, like the previous two tables, this table immediately collapsed, and the four metal legs seemed to be twisted ninety degrees, lying on the ground, straight and straight.

Zhang Fan naturally won't let go of Qi Lin, what is the difference between hitting people and not slapping their faces.

Especially those who take the initiative to provoke it, it is not a one-time pain, and it is not pleasant at all.

Zhou Jie looked at Zhang Fan's palm dumbfounded, and he only felt a chill in his back.

Mom, if this palm is slapped on your body, it will be strange if the bones keep coming.

But after a moment of shock, Zhou Jie's face raised a bright smile.

He turned his head, looked at Qi Lin, and said slowly: "Oh, Teacher Qi Lin, you won't really be sick, look at it, why are you not as good as our classmate Zhang Fan, I don't understand, how did Zhang Hua arrange for you to be the physical education teacher of the friendship class, this level is not enough, our friendship class, what we want is the elite, the elite, do you understand? It is the most awesome of our two schools." ”

Zhou Jie's heart is extremely happy, this Zhang Fan is simply amazing, he slapped the teacher of the second middle school in the face on the first day, which is very happy.

Hey, it's a pity, I knew that Zhang Hua should have been left behind, how good it would be to watch a scene together, and by the way, look at Zhang Hua's constipated face.

Qi Lin's eyes turned red instantly when he heard these words.

Elite? In the entire No. 2 Middle School and No. 1 Middle School, if there is a teacher who knows more about physical education than him, he would rather screw his head off.

Your mother, this cliff is a shady scene, a shady curtain that Yizhong wants to give himself a shady background.

That table, he has personally experienced it, your uncle, it took nearly thirty laps to smash it, his fists are about to be wasted, you told Lao Tzu that Lao Tzu was sick?

Fuck your uncle, why don't you try it.

Qi Lin was extremely angry in his heart, but this was another try, and he really wanted to try it with Zhang Fan again.

But the thought of his hand, which was about to break his bones, made his heart tremble.

"Principal Zhou, I have won the provincial fighting championship and the honorary title of the national marathon, with my physique, I don't believe that your school can find someone stronger than me. Qi Lin was furious.

Zhang Fan chuckled, the marathon is only 42.195 kilometers.

Thinking of climbing ten kilometers off-road with a weight of 20Kg in the morning, Zhang Fan's eyes flashed.

Zhang Fan is sure that the amount of exercise he does in the morning will definitely not be much easier than the marathon. That's a mountain climb!

"Isn't it just a marathon, come, let's compare!" Zhang Fan looked at Qi Lin coldly and said.