God-level Teacher Spike System

Jia Siwen looked at the rules of the game in shock and couldn't believe his gaze.

This no age limit is too much.

If a teenager is compared with a 60-year-old grandfather, whoever loses and who wins seems a bit unreasonable, right?

If the old man wins, it is the flowers that destroy the motherland, but if the young people win, it is not respecting the old and loving the young.

Jia Siwen feels that the person holding this competition is not sincere at all, he should be trying to sow discord.

"No, I said how could you think so? I didn't even expect to go to these places."

Niu Guangyuan couldn't help shook his head when he heard what Jia Siwen had just said.

It seems that Jia Siwen is not interested in this.

But it's okay, he's almost resting.

"Eh, what are you doing?"

"You are not interested in this anymore, what am I doing standing here? I have to go back to train as soon as possible." Niu Guangyuan looked inexplicable.

"Who told you I'm not interested in this anymore?"

As soon as Jia Siwen's voice fell, he snatched the mobile phone in Niu Guangyuan's hand.

Niu Guangyuan looked at Jia Siwen, did not pay him any more, and quickly joined the running team.

Although the rules of this game are somewhat unreasonable, his rewards are really attractive.

The first place has a bonus of 200,000, and the second place has a bonus of 100,000. Even the third place has a bonus of 50,000.

Jia Siwen pondered for a while, and directly registered himself with Niu Guangyuan's mobile phone.

After finishing the registration, Jia Siwen noticed the small font at the bottom.

This countless competitions take team competitions, each team. There are five official staff and two substitutes.

When Jia Siwen saw this prompt, he had already clicked the word sign up.

Seeing the sign-up success reminder that popped up in front of him, Jia Siwen slapped his forehead.

Five official staff and two substitutes, does this mean he has to find six more people?

The number of these guys in front of them is enough, but they are just beginning to train, martial arts or something, they really don't know how to do it at all.

Jia Siwen regretted it for a while.

As soon as he had this idea of ​​fleeing, Ye Haokong walked in from the side.

Seeing Ye Haokong, Jia Siwen seemed to see the dawn of hope and waved directly at him.

"Teacher Jia, what's the matter?"

Ye Haokong has been training with them all the time recently. He is the one who brings the equipment back to lock the door every day. He is used to being used by Jia Siwen as a tool man.

"I'm telling you a very serious matter, are you short of money?"

Looking at Jia Siwen's serious expression, Ye Haokong didn't know how to react for a while.

"I'm not short of money...does it have anything to do with the teacher?"

This is a bit ugly.

"I just asked casually. I have signed up for a competition here, and I am now trying to gather people. The first place is 200,000 yuan. Do you think you are short of money?"

Jia Siwen briefly talked about the reward, and then asked again.

"Lack of money."

Ye Haokong's answer was also very face-to-face.

Even if 200,000 are divided among a few people, each person can get tens of thousands.

What's more, they also have personal awards. If you are lucky, it is not a problem for everyone to get 40,000 to 50,000.

"Counting you and me, we are only two people now, and we have to find five more people."

Jia Siwen nodded in satisfaction.

Hearing this, Ye Haokong immediately had the meaning of shrinking.

"Martial arts competition, why don't you think about calling them together?"

As Ye Haokong spoke, he pointed to a few physical education teachers and two fat guys who were running.

"Do you think it's appropriate to call them? We went for the first place. These teachers are all getting older. Can't you let them rest at home? I think most of the applicants this time are teenagers. , If you let a few of them go up, I guess those kids would be embarrassed to do it."

Jia Siwen said it very seriously.

Ye Haokong nodded, but felt that what Jia Siwen said was quite reasonable.

But here comes the question, if they don't look for them, who should they look for?

How many people are there in the martial arts club?

Jia Siwen had a headache thinking about it.

Suddenly, he suddenly thought of another person.

The shadow hovered in his mind, Jia Siwen thought a little, then nodded.

"We are still four people short of it."

"What do you think of Zhang Jianhua and Lin Xiangwen?"

These two people, like Ye Haokong, were both taught by Jia Siwen.

And it's been cleaned up and obediently.

Hearing these two familiar names, Jia Siwen suddenly wandered in his mind with unconvinced expressions.

Choosing the two of them is indeed not a good idea, but now he doesn't even make up the basic number of people.

"Do you think the two of them can agree?"

"Leave this to me."

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"You let us participate in a martial arts competition? I practice long-distance running, Xiang Wen practice shot put, you practice javelin, which one of us do you think has something to do with martial arts?"

Ye Haokong was indeed an activist, and after saying goodbye to Jia Siwen, he directly found the two parties involved.

Zhang Jianhua couldn't react to what Ye Haokong said.

Lin Xiangwen on the side even stopped eating.

"Are you two short of money?"

Ye Haokong asked if he didn't reach it.

His question sounds like it has nothing to do with the game.

Zhang Jianhua looked at the person in front of him hesitantly, he really didn't know how to answer this question.

His family conditions are pretty good, but his living expenses are not too much.

In addition, he was originally a sportsman, and he had to consume a lot of food every day.

"Are you two short of money?"

Seeing no one answered his question, Ye Haokong repeated one more sentence.

"Who is not short of money?" Lin Xiangwen sighed.

His family conditions are average, and he came to study physical education to reduce the pressure at home.

At the beginning, his cultural and sports performances were good, and Nancheng No. 1 Middle School promised him that as long as he was a sports student, he would be waived of part of the tuition.

Taking into account the situation of his family, Lin Xiangwen chose this one.

"The first place in the martial arts competition this time has a prize of 200,000 yuan, and there is also a single award. You have seen the strength of Teacher Jia. I think that after participating in this competition, it is not a big problem for everyone to get tens of thousands of dollars. ."

Ye Haokong repeated what Jia Siwen had said to them again.

There was light in Lin Xiangwen's eyes, and before Zhang Jianhua's answer, he nodded and agreed.

Tens of thousands of dollars is enough to support him to finish university.

Why would he refuse such a good opportunity?

"No, Xiang Wen, you should also discuss with me somehow."

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