The System Let Me Go Fortune Telling

Chapter 140: Football Genius?

Li Yongjun originally thought that Wu Jun would be like what he did on TV, touching his head and thinking something that ghosts can’t understand, and then let him drink some “sacred water” or something.

He had already made a plan for this, and he resolutely continued to play stupid.

He is a new age elementary school student, no matter whether it is a hospital with money pits or a feudal superstitious fortune teller, they are determined not to succeed.

But he never thought that Wu Jun just closed his eyes like this, as if he was asleep, and ignored him at all.

This made him wonder what to do.

At least you can watch TV while sitting at home. What are you watching while sitting here?

See an old monk meditate?

And on the grass, Zou Hai and the two dogs were happily playing football, which made him very itchy.

That’s his football, there is such a good grass, and that big dog looks very fun.

He can only sit here, can’t move, he will show up when he moves!

Hey, how could things become like this?

He suddenly felt that his wisdom was not enough, but now he couldn’t find his “good buddies” for advice.

I don’t know how long it took, the old monk Jinglin suddenly woke up.

Li Yongjun was almost on the verge of collapse, and the chair seemed to have teeth, which made him restless a long time ago.

Suddenly hearing the old monk speak, his eyes lit up.

Is someone finally talking?

As a result, the old monk squinted his eyes and left slowly.

gone……

Old monk, why are you leaving, even if you just say a few words at random!

At this time, Li Yongjun suddenly smelled a scent that he had never smelled before. This scent was like magic, and he drilled straight into his nostrils, causing his saliva to pop out in an instant, and his stomach screamed.

“Master, Brother Zou,” Tan Xiaoyu put two large plates of dumplings and a few dishes on the table, set the tableware and chopsticks, “have lunch!”

Only then did Wu Jun stop the cultivation of Zhou Xishu.

Zou Hai was also full of heat, and he washed his hands and sat over: “I haven’t played for a long time. I feel pretty good. I can play more often in the future.”

“Let’s eat together.” Tan Xiaoyu said to Li Yongjun with a smile.

Li Yongjun was so happy that he almost shed tears. This little Big sis is a good person!

Before he could get his chopsticks, he heard Wu Jun say: “No, he can’t eat.”

“Huh?” Tan Xiaoyu showed incomprehension, “I’m so old, I don’t know how to eat?”

“If I fell, I was stupid, and I had to be fed by someone to eat,” Wu Jun said. “But it doesn’t matter if I don’t eat a meal. His grandfather didn’t pay me for the meal anyway.”

Zou Hai listened and looked at Li Yongjun again, but soon shook his head.

As a person who has come down from officialdom, the ability to observe words and colors is naturally not a problem.

In his eyes, Li Yongjun has been exposed in front of the food without any evidence, and maybe only a simple girl like Qin Xiaoyu would believe that he was really stupid.

But he knew that Wu Jun wouldn’t feed him, so he had his intentions, and he didn’t say much.

Qin Xiaoyu thought the child was very pitiful, but since Wu Jun said that he would not feed him, she could not disobey.

Li Yongjun really wants to cry, you are bullying elementary school students!

You let me sit for so long and still play my football. Why don’t you feed me?

In fact, if it’s ordinary food, it doesn’t matter if he doesn’t eat a hungry meal, but the dumpling smells so good that sour water is in his stomach.

No, he suddenly thought, this is a trick!

If you want to use this method to make me surrender, you simply underestimate the perseverance of the primary school students, and I will not be fooled by you!

Seeing Li Yongjun swallowing frantically while still resolutely not surrendering, Wu Jun felt angry and funny.

I thought he could not resist the temptation of Qixiang fruit scent, but I didn’t think he could resist the old monk Jinglin.

How good is this perseverance in learning?

But seeing him like this, he can’t hold on for long.

As long as he speaks, he can take the opportunity to do some “ideological work” for him and solve the matter.

“Forget it, I’d better feed him a little bit.” Tan Xiaoyu couldn’t stand it anymore, and took a dumpling with his chopsticks. “Come on, hurry up and eat.”

Wu Jun couldn’t help but shook his head.

The girl’s heart is too soft, and this is how the child is spoiled by you.

Zou Hai looked funny beside him.

Although he is not married and has no children, he is still better than Wu Jun, who is a child, when it comes to educating children.

So he said: “Master, I wonder if you are interested in football?”

“Football?” Wu Jun shook his head, he was really not interested in it.

“Playing football is very interesting,” Zou Hai blinked at him. “Let’s try it.”

When Wu Jun saw Li Yongjun eavesdropping with his ears erected, he immediately understood.

Sometimes it is easier to gain the favor and trust of others if you have to do what you like. This Zou Hai is worthy of being a leader, and he immediately found the right entry point.

That’s OK, isn’t it just playing football? Anyone who has feet can do it.

So I ate in twos and stretched my bones.

I have been sitting still for the past few days, and I feel a little bit inflexible.

He took the football from Jasmine, put it in front of him, and kicked it hard.

Bang–

The football is like a bomb that bursts out of the cannon. It flies out of the wall with a swish and disappears.

Zou Hai:…

Wu Jun is also a bit embarrassed. How does he know that football is so light?

“Sorry, I didn’t control the intensity.”

Wang——

Jasmine screamed sadly, and rushed out with her legs. Finally, she got a new toy and was kicked into the air by you!

Li Yongjun was chewing sweet dumplings, but his heart was full of waves.

This buddy is too powerful. Seeing that he hasn’t used much force yet, he didn’t even have a run-up. He just kicked more than a hundred meters.

If this is placed on the football field, it is absolutely okay to shoot the opponent’s goal from one’s own goal!

Master!

After Jasmine took the football back, Zou Hai took the football first: “Master, kicking is not about throwing a discus, it’s not about kicking far.”

“So what?”

“It needs to be accurate,” Zou Hai said. “For example, Beckham, he has a video of practicing on the beach, kicking football into the trash can hundreds of meters away.”

“That’s a fake! That’s an advertisement!” Li Yongjun yelled in his heart to correct Zou Hai’s common sense mistakes, but in the end he resisted.

Wu Jun scratched his head.

This is a technology job, no matter how strong it is, it requires very precise control.

Then try again.

So he took a trash can from the kitchen and put it 30 meters away under everyone’s dumbfounded gaze. He felt that he could not go too far, or else he could not get in, and Li Yongjun might lose interest because of this.

Zou Hai’s heart was broken, and the master seemed to really not understand football.

The trash can he was talking about was a big trash can, not a trash can that can’t even fit a football.

I really convinced him.

If he can kick in such a trash can, he is definitely a football genius.

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