My Love Life with My Soft Girlfriend

Ye Fan's words made Yan Lihai a little baffled, but a bad premonition suddenly rose in his heart.

as expected!

Ye Fan walked to Wang Bufan with the wooden board, and said with a smile, "How many pieces of this wooden board can you break?"

Hearing this, Yao Fanqin, who was raising the microphone for Ye Fan, stumbled. If she knew in advance what Ye Fan was going to say, she would not have raised the microphone.

"Three dollars!"

Wang Bufan sneered, "Why, do you want to compare with me?"

"That's right."

Ye Fan nodded as usual, "Do you dare?"

Ning Xi on the jury's seat covered her face with her hands. In fact, when Wang Bufan said that Ye Fan was a **** just now, she knew in her heart that this matter would never pass easily.

She knows Ye Fan too well!

Not to mention Ye Fan, Wang Bufan just satirized Ye Fan's words, and even she was very angry.

Obviously, Ye Fan came to power just to save the field, and he did not offend Wang Bufan, but this person took the initiative to belittle the irony. At this moment, she really hoped that Ye Fan could slap Wang Bufan in the face.

As for the rescue?

Can only say sorry!

"Student Ye Fan, you..."

Just as Yan Lihai was about to speak out, Ye Fan raised his hand to stop him, "Director, I didn't want to do this at first, but people have already attacked me personally. If I don't express it, it's really unreasonable."

In this regard, Yan Lihai was speechless.

Ye Fan raised the wooden board in his hand, turned his head and glanced at Jiang Shiqi, "Actually, Shiqi said something quite right, the show you performed was very bad, quite bad!"

"However, I appreciate your courage. If it was me, I would have no face to perform in front of so many classmates."

"What did you say?!"

Wang Bufan's eyes flashed fiercely.

Jiang Shiqi can say that his shows are bad, but other people absolutely can't!

Ye Fan sighed softly, "I said the show you performed... it sucks!"

The audience was very lively.

"Wow, this is just the first show, is it so exciting?"

"If it were me, I would probably be angry too!"

"However, I heard that Wang Bufan is a taekwondo seed in the next National Games, so the school will definitely turn to Wang Bufan, right?"

"Joke! Isn't Ye Fan number one on the talent list more important than the seed players of the National Games?"

…

These discussions reached the ears of Liao Hanqiu in the first row. He rubbed his temples with a headache and said to himself, "What a shame!"

Just now, several leaders of the Education Bureau frequently looked in his direction, but he could only pretend to ignore it.

no way……

on stage.

Wang Bufan snorted coldly, took a step forward, his eyes were extremely sharp, and he exuded a powerful pressure.

If you were an ordinary person, you would definitely be frightened and your legs would go soft!

But Ye Fan was like nothing else, and the faint smile on his face always existed.

"Do you dare to compare or not?"

"Just you? You've broken a piece of wood, so you're not qualified to compete with me!"

Wang Bufan's words contained a strong contempt, and his posture was quite arrogant.

Ye Fan smiled, "I was in a bad state just now, but it has been adjusted now, isn't it just a piece of wood, simple."

As soon as the voice fell, his right hand shook lightly, and the wooden board in his hand broke. The sound of the impact between the wooden board and the ground was transmitted through the microphone and echoed incomparably clearly on the entire football field.

When many boys saw this scene, their eyes almost popped out.

"what happened?"

"It broke in a flash?!"

"My God, why do you have the sense of seeing a Kung Fu blockbuster?"

"So handsome..."

…

The boys were amazed, and the girls were peach blossoms.

In terms of appearance, even if Ye Fan is not as good as Pan An, he is definitely an outstanding existence, and coupled with the halo of the first place in the genius list, and the incredible hand just now, he instantly captured the hearts of many girls.

Seeing this, Ning Xi secretly pouted and whispered, "You have no chance, hum!"

Wang Bufan's breath stagnated, and surprise flashed across his eyes.

Ye Fan showed a harmless smile, and threw away half of the wooden board in his hand, "Are you qualified to compete with you now?"

Yan Lihai froze for a while, and silently cast a look at Liao Hanqiu in the first row, as if to say, "Principal, I'm desperate too!"

Jiang Shiqi covered her mouth and looked at the two broken planks on the ground, her heart turning over.

The layman watches the fun, the layman watches the doorway.

Ye Fan's move just now really shocked her!

Anyway, she definitely can't do it, and as for Wang Bufan, there's a high probability that she won't be able to do it either...

At this moment, she couldn't help thinking of what Ye Fan had said when she was in Ningxi's dormitory during the day.

Is it...

hiss!

Wang Bufan's eyes were extremely focused, as if a falcon had discovered its prey, "How do you want to compare?"

"It's simple."

Ye Fan smiled casually and pointed to a stack of wooden boards held by a Taekwondo member, "There are more wooden boards smashed with one punch."

"Okay!"

Wang Bufan responded.

Ye Fan raised his eyebrows, "Wait."

Wang Bufan sneered, "Afraid?"

Ye Fan laughed, "Since it's a competition, of course there must be some luck. Whoever loses will shout three times in front of the teachers and students of the school that I'm a bitch, how about that?"

Yao Fanqin looked numb, turned his head to look at Yan Lihai, and asked in a low voice, "Director, can I not raise the microphone?"

If Yan Lihai didn't come to power, she would definitely be able to handle this matter, but as soon as Yan Lihai came to power, the development of the situation was beyond her host's control.

Yan Lihai was silent.

After hearing Ye Fan's so-called lucky draw, Wang Bufan glanced at Jiang Shiqi vaguely, remembering the trick that the members gave him today, and then remembering the scene of Ye Fan and Jiang Shiqi talking and laughing on the judges stage when they came to power , with a decision in mind.

"Okay!"

"A gentleman's word."

"It's hard to chase a horse!"

The two sides made an agreement, Jiang Shiqi took the initiative to prepare props for the two of them, and placed five wooden boards in front of each person, with a thickness of about five centimeters.

Wang Bufan's eyes flashed strangely, he turned to look at Ye Fan, "Just put it on the ground like this?"

You must know that hanging and not hanging, the difficulty of hitting is not at the same level, not to mention that five wooden boards are stacked on top of each other. Rao is that Wang Bufan is quite confident in his own strength, and he can't help but beat a drum in his heart.

"if not?"

Ye Fan smiled lightly, "So many people are still waiting to watch the show later, don't waste your time, let's play."

Seeing Ye Fan doing this, Wang Bufan was a little annoyed, he returned the microphone to Yao Fanqin, removed a piece of the wooden board in front of him, raised his right fist high, and shouted, "Break it for me!"

"Bam—"

Sawdust flying.

The first three layers of wooden boards were broken, but the one that was in contact with the ground was only slightly deformed.

For this result, Wang Bufan was quite satisfied. This kind of hitting on the ground was not suitable for exerting force, and it was even more unfavorable for the transmission of force. It was quite good to break three wooden boards with one punch.

Wang Bufan smiled proudly, "You can admit defeat, but the bet still has to be fulfilled!"

Suddenly, everyone's eyes were focused on Ye Fan.

Compassion, worry; it's all...