God-level Teacher Spike System

"No, if according to you, this game should be very popular, then why does the referee look for people everywhere?"

Jia Siwen really couldn't bear the doubts in his heart.

Before this guy's job was a reporter, even if he didn't say it, he still had a way to know.

"You don't understand, this referee is one of the best referees in China, so he has a very unique vision of choosing people. He will bring a team every year. This team must be carefully selected. According to me As far as I know, he seems to have not found any suitable candidates this year. According to his usual practice, he should have begun to tap potential players by now."

This reporter is worthy of knowing everything. No matter what questions Jia Siwen asks, he can answer them likewise.

The only thing that was not polite was that his eyes were fixed on Bai Ling.

Jia Siwen retracted his gaze from the reporter. He touched his chin thoughtfully, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Teacher Jia, you shouldn't want to participate in this competition? It's an international event, and you are just a sports team leader. What's the matter? You still think about the big Peng spreading its wings and flying into the sky?

Zhang Jianhua caught the look on Jia Siwen's face, he couldn't help but leaned to Jia Siwen's ear, his face was slightly mocking.

He really restrained his inner emotions, but this was his first impression of Jia Siwen.

"Shut up, you, you have to be mentally prepared later in the game. This is already the second round. It will definitely not be as simple as the first round. If there is any problem with your rhythm, go back. I will reward you a thousand times later."

Jia Siwen always has a way to stop Zhang Jianhua's mouth.

Not only that, but also successfully brought back Zhang Jianhua's painful memories.

"You can tell this number. Are you a military training instructor or a sports team leader? Even in military training, they dare not say such a terrible number, right?"

"People run for tens of kilometers. Why can't you do if others can? Shouldn't you reflect on yourself?"

Jia Siwen's successive questions made Zhang Jianhua unable to find a reason to refute.

He retracted his neck, not daring to say more.

He is not afraid of Jia Siwen, but he is afraid of training.

"This contestant, please give me a bit and don't bother me to shoot the material."

The reporter couldn't help it anymore. He picked up his camera and piled the lens in front of Bai Ling.

Although Jia Siwen is an eyesore, he can just be a support.

Feeling the weight on his shoulders, Jia Siwen's eyes gradually turned cold.

"I just told you very clearly, don't you understand? Your camera doesn't look very good, or I can solve it for you, and you can buy a new one?"

Jia Siwen put his right hand on the camera on his left shoulder.

Seeing Jia Siwen's action, the reporter subconsciously grabbed his camera.

However, before he could move, Jia Siwen snatched the camera.

He glanced at the photo in the camera and threw it to Ye Haokong behind him.

"What are you doing? Give me back my camera quickly."

"I told you that you don't want to take pictures. Now the camera is gone. If you really want to make material, you can just sketch directly. I believe in your ability."

Jia Siwen looked at the reporter with a smile.

This guy has to thank him after all.

If Bai Ling had just started his hand, his camera had already been shattered. Speaking of which, he had also saved the life of this camera.

"Do you believe it or not when I call you in the news?"

The reporter originally wanted to do something with Jia Siwen, but he glanced at the people around Jia Siwen, and then recalled Jia Siwen's performance on stage just now, and he was persuaded.

No matter how annoying a person is, he is still a martial arts practitioner, and his strength is stronger than most of the people present.

He is an ordinary journalist, and his best is to dance literature and ink. Although both are hands-on skills, they are not at the same level.

"How do you want to return my camera to me?"

The reporter's face has turned into a pig liver color.

But considering the gap between the two, he still endured the anger in his heart.

"When our participation in the competition is over, I will return this camera to you."

In order to prevent this guy from taking pictures of Bai Ling when he is not paying attention, only holding the camera in his hand is the best solution.

"This is my stuff, you have no right to take my stuff away."

"If you want to say that, you don't have the right to take pictures of all of us. You are infringing on my right to portrait."

Jia Siwen answered calmly.

This sentence shattered all the tirades in the reporter's chest.

All words are worthless in front of Jia Siwen's sentence of truth.

The reporter clenched his fists in anger and turned to leave.

There was a lot of fighting on the stage, and there was a lot of discussion in the audience.

To say that the quietest is probably only Jia Siwen and the others.

For nothing else, they were worried that they would disturb the aunt.

...

"What are you doing here in a daze? Didn't you let you do it? What's the matter, my words won't work, my dad's words won't work?"

Li Kang did not know when he also came to the martial arts scene.

Although his father had urged him to stay in school honestly, how could he bear it?

The person in front of me was the one who took the video at night.

He didn't expect that Li Kang would actually come to this knot.

He looked at Li Kang with disgust hidden in his eyes, even if he was too much better than Li Kang, he did not dare to express his dissatisfaction easily in front of Li Kang.

The identity of a high-level Southern Territory is enough to overwhelm their family.

"Right now in the game, I can't do it."

The man spoke calmly.

"Don't you know how to do it before the game? You have such a long time, why don't you do it? Or you don't want to do it? You have to know that this is not what I beg of you. I won't leave this to you."

Li Kang's arrogant appearance made the disgust in that person's eyes a little deeper, not only that, if you look closely, you can see that there is anger hidden in that person's eyes.

He didn't say anything, as if deliberately waiting for Li Kang to speak.

"Is there a way to bring me in? I also want to see how strong this teacher Jia is."

Li Kang suddenly thought of something and said curiously.

He came alone. Zhou Yuman was frightened after the incident that day. When he heard that he was coming to the game to find trouble with Jia Siwen, he quickly refused.

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