I am Chuqiu Wang

Chapter 35 Learning Makes Me Happy
"It turned out to be him, I remembered, I remembered, I read his report in the newspaper..."

Asians are pretty much the same in the eyes of the French. Wang Hao said that he was a first-team player, and the students in class C remembered who he was.

"Oh my God, the team's super talent actually came to our class!"

"I didn't recognize him just now. I went away with my dad on the day of the French Cup!"

"This is really cool. When I go home and tell my brother, he will be so envious..."

"After class, I have to talk to Allais. He will definitely help me get an autograph of Daniel Gomez, and maybe he can take me to take a photo with Gomez. Today is really my lucky day!"

"It doesn't matter, I must be friends with him!"

The influence of football is terrifying, even the two sports born in France, F1 and tennis, cannot be compared together.

And there is only one local team in Metz. Those who are sitting in class today, as long as they care about football, are all supporters of the Metz club.

It was a huge surprise that first-team players suddenly became classmates, which is not the case in TV series.

The originally quiet classroom instantly turned into a vegetable market.

Who wouldn't want to be friends with a first-team player?
Pjanic was still a youth team player when he reported on the first day of school. Even so, there were still 20 more phone numbers in his mobile phone.

Wang Ji, who is now transferred, is a first-team player, and there is no comparison between youth team players and first-team players!
Wang Hao broke the 29-year record of the minimum age to play and the minimum age to score goals in the French professional league maintained by Laurent Rousay. He is the most promising player in the Metz team.

More importantly, Wang Ji and them are of the same age, so it is easy for them to have a sense of substitution.

At times like this, it's no wonder they can stay calm.

To be friends with first-team players is to save face when you say it!
"It seems that there is no need to worry about being rejected."

Seeing the reaction of the students, Wang Hao breathed a sigh of relief.

He wanted to relive the good times of school, but he didn't want to be isolated like many Asians.

However, the reaction of the students was too enthusiastic, which made him a little worried.

The female teacher did not expect the students to react so strongly. What was even more embarrassing was that her introduction was wrong, and she couldn't help but complain that the information given by the school was wrong.

She pushed her glasses and pointed to the back row: "Alai, there are a few empty seats over there, you can choose one yourself."

"Alai, Alai, I have a place by my side!"

A boy stretched his arm and waved to greet him, while with the other hand he slapped the desk with a "dong dong".

It's a pity that he is destined to show his eyes to the blind.

Wang Hao noticed his tonnage, and immediately pretended not to hear him without squinting.

He doesn't discriminate against fat people.

But sitting with a fat person will make the space very crowded, and physical contact will inevitably occur. Who would want to rub around with a boy all day long?
After a brief glance, he didn't expect the students in this class to be much prettier than the girls in his previous class.

Even if there is no exotic relationship, it's still pleasing to watch, isn't it?
"The life of Mira's grandson is really good."

Wang Xuan muttered, if it wasn't for repeating the grade, he wouldn't have known that Pjanic was so happy, probably in the same class with so many beauties.

This is too unfair!
Because of Mao, he met a female classmate, either practicing Taekwondo or wrestling.

If there is a real fight, Wang Hao may not be an opponent.

Is this what the old people often say about stupid people have stupid blessings?

It's a pity that Pjanic doesn't have to attend full-time education, and he probably didn't notice it himself.

Once a boy of this age has a girlfriend, he can no longer tolerate other people in his eyes, and Sophie Marceau doesn't hesitate to stand in front of him.

Fortunately, his luck also turned and he became a student in Class C, Grade [-].

Wang Ji now has some expectations for school life.

The only thing that made him regret was that there were already people sitting around the pretty girl, so he could only continue to look back.

One must be cautious about choosing a deskmate.

He doesn't necessarily have to sit with girls. He wants to pick girls mainly because girls like to be clean. Another point is that there are many European boys who have a good taste. Wang Wei can't stand this.

The smell of lamb kebabs mixed with pungent perfume is really not something ordinary people can enjoy.

"what?"

When he got to the last row, Wang Ji was just about to switch to the other side, and immediately took a few steps back.

He found that there was a girl in the corner who was not at the same table.

She had been reading with her head down just now, so Wang Hao didn't notice it immediately.

The girl was wearing an ordinary chiffon top and jeans. She couldn't tell her height when she was sitting, but she was definitely not short.

Porcelain white and smooth skin, long blond hair, slender arms propped on the desk, just a glimpse, Wang Xie felt that the whole world was quiet!
She had a delicate face and bright eyes, probably because she felt noisy, and the girl's eyebrows were slightly frowned, which made him want to protect instantly.

At this moment, Wang Huo wanted to hug the principal who forced him to go to school and kiss him hard. What's wrong with going to school, he loves school the most!

Pass the exam early and return to the team?
He feels that as a professional player, he must receive full-time education. Knowledge is a precious asset. You can't play football for a lifetime, but the knowledge you learn can be with you for a lifetime!

It was only the first day of school, and Wang Huo had already considered whether to fail the subject on purpose so that he could continue to come to school.

"Can I sit here?"

Hearing Wang Ji's question, the girl looked up, didn't speak, just nodded.

I don't like communication very much, and I don't like football.

Wang Hao made a judgment in an instant.

The class is so lively, the girl is still reading, obviously not interested in football.

So he changed his routine: "My name is Alai. I'm a transfer student from China. I'm not very familiar with France yet. Please give me your advice in the future."

"Pfft~"

The girl's smile amazed the whole world: "Alai, your French is not like someone who just arrived in France!"

"..."

"What a pig's brain, to make low-level mistakes."

Sitting next to the girl, Wang Hao was still complaining about himself.

The main reason is that seeing her made Wang Hao panic, so he couldn't speak.

If it is an ordinary person of the same age, it will definitely be embarrassing if it is exposed, at least they will not continue to strike up a conversation immediately.

But Wang Ji is not an ordinary person. He lives in the same dormitory as Pjanic, and he has learned a lot about his face.

He kicked his backpack under the table a few times and said, "I don't know what class I have today, I didn't bring any books, can I read it with you?"

……

When get out of class was over, Wang Hao still wanted to continue chatting with the girl, although she basically didn't talk to her.

But there is no chance at all.

The students in the class are so enthusiastic!
As soon as the get out of class was over, a group of people gathered around his desk to ask questions. In order to sign, the fountain pens ran out of oil.

Not only that, but students from other classes came to watch the excitement.

Prostatan High School has reached a cooperation with the Metz Club. There are often youth team players going to school here, but this is the first time I have seen a first-team player. The whole school erupted with amazing enthusiasm.

No matter where Wang Ji goes, he is the focus of attention of the students.

After half a day, my face was stiff with laughter.

After the first class in the afternoon, Wang Huo hurried out of the classroom after drinking too much water.

When he was just standing there, he heard a surprised voice: "Alai, you are Alai!!!"

"My sister likes you very much, I want to get your phone number for her!"

Wang Hao was really frightened and almost peed on his hands. He gave out his mobile phone number with a sad face, and then left the bathroom in a hurry.

Dealing with these overly enthusiastic fans is more tiring than playing a 120-minute game!
If he didn't have a beautiful deskmate, he would have skipped class.

Fortunately, the first day of school was rewarding.

He just asked casually, and immediately a boy came up to tell him.

Wang He's deskmate is Emily Deneuve, her parents died, and she transferred from Paris to Metz to live with her grandmother.

Although the girl is pretty, she is not very social. They have tried to ask her to play with her before, but they have been rejected.

"Emily?"

"Angel Emily, what an angel!"

On the way back to the team, for some reason, Wang Hao remembered the movie directed by Jean-Pierre Jeunet.

The main character of the movie is also called Emily.

……

"Alai, are you happy at school today?"

Just as Wang Hao pushed open the bedroom door, Pjanic asked gloatingly.

For a long time, Wang Huo suppressed him in every aspect, not to mention football, even studies. He was obviously one year younger than him, so he skipped 2 grades!
Pjanic originally thought that he would live in the shadow of Wang Ji for the rest of his life.

Did not expect ah did not expect.

Wang Ji, who was able to skip two grades, was repeated and ordered to attend full-time education.

He finally surpassed Wang Ji in one aspect!
Since hearing the news, Pjanic has been waiting to see Wang He's wonderful expression after returning to the team after being tortured at school.

But Wang Xie's reaction was different from what he expected, and he didn't look angry at all.

When asked such an embarrassing question, he didn't hit him, and even laughed at him: "It's not bad, the school is very good, you can go to see it when you have time. The classmates and teachers are very enthusiastic, I don't want to come back !"

"Really?"

Pjanic stared at Wang Ji suspiciously.

In the morning, it seemed like you were about to go to the execution ground, why did your attitude change at the end of the day?
"Alai must be holding on, this guy wants face the most!"

Pjanic immediately thought of the reason.

This is impossible, he will live on this joke for the rest of his life, he must expose the truth of the matter!
"It's okay, Alai, you can tell me the truth, we are good friends."

Pjanic sighed, and sat next to Wang Hao: "I don't know what the principal is doing, professional players are the most important thing!"

"Just be patient for a while, if you can't, I'll help you with the answers to the exam..."

Seeing Pjanic trying to empathize, how could Wang Hao not understand what he was thinking?
"This shitty day!"

Wang Xuan cursed secretly, Pjanic was waiting to see a joke.

But he really likes going to school, he can't lie, right?

Once Pjanic decided on something, it would be difficult to be persuaded. Wang Hao was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, took out the borrowed notes from his bag, and started to make up for the missed lessons.

After only a few minutes, Pjanic couldn't help it: "Alai, do you really like studying?"

"You obviously don't want to go to school, you're just pretending, right?"

Without waiting for Wang Jie to answer, Pjanic immediately affirmed: "It must be an act!"

"Pretend to be a fart!"

Irritated by his quarrel, Wang Huo slapped the table: "How can a person like you understand how meaningful it is to go to school? Learning makes me happy!"

At the same time, he inevitably thought of that angelic girl in his mind.

Going to school is indeed something to look forward to.

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(End of this chapter)