My student is not a problem

He doesn't even understand the rules of football games. In short, since it is Class A who wants to participate, let's tell them about it first.

I said this in class, but everyone was not very motivated. After all, I was going to participate in a football match inexplicably. No one would think it would be inexplicable.

However, when Xu Mo came to an important point-

"Um, although this competition was sudden, President Yan told me that if I win the competition, I guess I will be able to go to the province to win some outstanding teacher award of the year."

I just mentioned it casually, but I didn't expect the class to get excited all at once.

Everyone's spirit suddenly hit a hundred and twenty minutes...

It seems that helping Xu Mo win this award is their motivation.

"Um... Then we participated?"

Although everyone was speechless, they almost nodded affirmatively at the same time.

Win, in fact, everyone knows that they will win.

And there is no pressure at all.

Especially the scariest person just now also nodded, Ye Elegy woke up unexpectedly and nodded to help Xu Mo win the prize.

Although she didn't understand what it was, since it was something that was good for Xu Mo, it was nothing.

Just like the others in the class at this time.

Everyone's tacit understanding has been formed invisibly, even if no one gets up to speak, they just nod their heads together, and it does not affect Xu Mo's class.

When Xu Mo was in class A, the order of the whole class was also the best.

apart from……

"What the hell is that!" Who knows that Hao Wenrou is like an afterthought, she needs a certain amount of time to think through her mind before she reacts.

The only thing she really grasped was... the game, a very bad guy who likes to make trouble.

Jealous and hateful, Hao Wenrou, who looked down on bullying the weaker, immediately became angry.

Although she didn't figure out, who is the real "weak".

Competition, for her, is also a serious matter, related to dignity and reputation.

Because the only competition she experienced since childhood was the wrestling competition of her sister, which was deeply influenced by the sister of professional wrestlers, Hao Wenrou was also very serious about the concept of the competition, and she was absolutely persevering in winning and winning, and she must not lose.

Especially when they are in the underground society, losing the word often means disillusionment or even death.

Since it is related to the game, you must not lose!

Damn it!Must win!

Hao Wenrou was accustomed to the aggressive sense of courage, as if two groups of people must shout slogans before a fight, warm up, and cheer up their momentum.

Let's take an example.

Martial Arts Edition:

"Old fairy star!"

"The magic is boundless!"

"Supernatural powers!"

"Unify the Central Plains!"

Russian combat national version: (refer to station B a.v7704909)

"Eat my sword!"

"China's first sword!"

"Baidi Holy Sword!"

"Yujian follow me!"

FFF group version:

bring it on!

Raise that flag!

bring it on!

Light up a raging flame!

At last!

Lords!

This is war!

We are going to shout out loud now!

"Long live the FFF group! Long live the torture frame!

Hao Wenrou was the only one in the class who directly expressed his passion for participating.

Although she was very moved by her enthusiasm, she still misunderstood something...

During the lunch break, Xu Mo still got Lemon to discuss.

Talk to Lemon about everything, it's always correct.

In her laboratory, when she saw Xu Molai, Lemon put down the tools in her hand and lay gently in Xu Mo's arms, leaning on his body, looking very comfortable.

Since something, Lemon has become more and more active in this way.

This is a way she acts like a baby.

Xu Mo's moved tears were about to shed. Lemons are so cute...Although they can't be pushed down in a real sense for the time being, you can do anything as long as you say it yourself.

Twelve-year-old girlfriend!

Every time I think of this, it is enough to make Xu Mo's nostrils expand, revealing a show-off look like a slack.

"What do you think of the game this time?" Xu Mo was willing to accept Lemon's act of acting like a baby, and by the way, he was still stroking her hair.

This kind of unscrupulous, wanton and reasonable fiddling with her feels really good.