I am the cook, but I am Li Er's son-in-law

His clamor completely cooled down the noisy and lively atmosphere of the audience.

Yes, this is the Duke's child.

Not to mention... There is also an emperor's child in it.

Play football with these guys?

Forget it, forget it.

Wu Jue waved his hand, signaling the rangers to let go of this group of people.

The rangers didn't dare to hesitate, and got up one after another, making this group of noble and noble children stand up.

Cheng Chuli pointed at the ranger and spat hard: "You are finished..."

Before he finished speaking, Wu Jue stepped forward, raised his hand and slapped Cheng Chuli on the face.

Cheng Chuli was taken aback for a moment, covering his cheeks, eyes full of disbelief.

"What's your name?" Wu Jue sneered, rubbed his wrist, and slapped his backhand on the other side of the face.

Cheng Chuli was a little dazed by the beating, and he didn't react for a while.

The audience outside the stadium were also stunned.

This is how the same thing.

"Do you know my identity?" Cheng Chuli took a few steps back, guessing that Wu Jue would not be able to hit him, so he raised his hand, pointed at himself, and asked hesitantly.

Wu Jue nodded: "You bark so fiercely, why don't I know?"

"It's just that your father is Lu Guogong, what does it have to do with you?"

Cheng Chuli was taken aback for a moment, his hand was still pointing at himself, but he was speechless.

"Now you are a player on the field, so calling yourself an identity is nothing." Wu Jue sneered, his face full of contempt, "Could it be that you are going to call your father to Cuju?"

Cheng Chuli pursed his lips and was speechless, but there was strong anger in his eyes.

If it weren't for the fact that Wu Jue was a girl, he would have slapped her back a long time ago, and it definitely wasn't because the rangers on the side were staring at her that he didn't dare to do it.

"Da Lang said that on the court, they are just Cuju players." Wu Jue narrowed his eyes, landed loudly, and said, "The son of the Duke, the prince..."

"These identities don't exist anymore."

"If you don't want to play, and want some privilege, get out as soon as possible, don't make the stadium a mess, and force Da Lang to take action, then it won't be something that can be solved with two slaps."

The audience outside the venue could still hear what Wu Jue said.

They cheered.

Those who don't understand Wu Jue's subtext, only know that this is Zhengyang Gong's speech, and the court is a clean court, and there is no privileged class.

And those who understood Wu Jue's subtext cheered louder and more intensely. They understood that even if there were people like Cheng Chuli who wanted to gain privileges in the future, there would be Lord Zhengyang to support them.

Cheng Chuli's expression became even more embarrassing, he seemed to have thrown his face to his grandma's house.

"Understood?" Wu Jue asked.

No one answered.

Wu Jue frowned, and his voice was cold: "It's because the tongue fell out, can't you open your mouth?"

Including Li Ke, it seemed that everyone trembled. They nodded repeatedly, and responded frantically, "Understood."

"understood."

Wu Jue didn't loosen his brows, the chaotic voice was really uncomfortable.

She waved her hand at the referee, and simply returned to her seat, out of sight and out of mind.

With the whistle in his mouth, the referee blew twice and showed Cheng Chuli a red card.

The other children of Xungui's family and Ranger who were fighting also received a yellow card each. The referee was still very fair and there was no favoritism for anyone.

Originally, it was not easy for 11 people to fight 11 people.

Now there is one less person on the field.

Morale was also at a low point because of Cheng Chuli's incident - the children of Xungui's family and their parents had the confidence, but now the confidence is gone.

They didn't dare to confront the rangers any more.

Kicked timidly.

Although almost everyone of the rangers had a yellow card on their backs, they played better and better. By the end of the second half, they had scored more goals than in the first half.

The score was seven to zero.

Li Ke was devastated. He originally thought that even if he didn't rely on his status as the prince, his group of people are good at Cuju, so they wouldn't be able to lose uglyly.

The result is here.

If he lost his status as a prince, if others refused to let him, he would end up in such a miserable end.

This game gave the ordinary teams participating in Cuju endless confidence and strength. Since they are really capable on the court, they are really not afraid.

Mr. Zhengyang supports himself, don't be afraid!
Cheng Chuli looked at the cheering crowd over there, watched Wu Jue leave in the carriage, watched Li Ke thank them for their hard work, and called them to eat at Tongfu Restaurant.

His mood is complicated.

Tonight, he drank a catty of Yu Jingqiu alone.

When I got home, smelling of alcohol and feeling dizzy, I ran to my father's study.

Without even making a notification, he opened the door and broke in, knelt in front of Cheng Yaojin, and burst into tears: "Father, you have to decide for the child."

Cheng Yaojin was startled, stood up hastily, frowned, smelled the alcohol on his son, looked at his messy clothes and messy hair, and felt a little bit in his heart: "What's wrong, who bullied you?"

He had some not-so-subtle thoughts.

"Father, my child was bullied by the rangers under Lord Zhengyang's subordinates today." Cheng Chuli cried and wailed, "You have to make the decision for me."

Cheng Yaojin was even more surprised: "Those rangers? Impossible... They just have an idea, just go to Pingkangfang, if it doesn't help others, how dare they do anything to you?"

Cheng Chuli glanced at his father suspiciously, a little unclear what kind of nonsense his father was talking about, what about Pingkangfang, how could he get involved with Pingkangfang if he played Cuju well.

He choked up, and told what happened on the court today, especially the two slaps Wu Jue slapped himself, which was vividly described.

Cheng Yaojin heaved a sigh of relief, it turned out that the bully was such a bully.

Cheng Chuli was still crying: "Father, you have to make the decision for your son. If they are so daring, they will offend their superiors. They dare to bully the child so openly. They obviously don't take you seriously."

Cheng Yaojin snorted coldly and waved his hands: "Good fight!"

Cheng Chuli was taken aback.

its not right.

His father's reaction was very wrong. Shouldn't he be furious when he heard the news that he was being bullied, holding his two hammers, killing Fengchao, and venting his anger on himself?

Cheng Yaojin sat back again: "Mr. Zhengyang has said that when he is on the court, he is a player. Although it is just a game, which one of my old Cheng's men does not rely on his own ability?"

"I think Miss Wu is right."

"You don't have the ability to get back on the stage yourself, why are you calling my name? Could it be that you want me to help you get on the stage?"