With the huge impact force, Xi Yaofei's entire face was deformed, and he was absolutely bombarded with heavy artillery.

Such a replay also attracted another uproar from the audience.

...

"Damn!" The boy couldn't help but shouted out loud.

This shout immediately attracted the attention of everyone else in the classroom, and even the teacher who was teaching was attracted by him.

The yellow-haired boy cursed in his heart, and then quickly put away his phone.

"Ah sneezing!" The boy sneezed violently, and he was scolded by many people secretly.

At the same time, the sound of mobile phone collection came from other corners of the classroom one after another. In this classroom, there were countless people watching the boxing match broadcast.

"Xu Zhankui!" the teacher shouted immediately.

The boy stood up suddenly.

"Which three of the six sales elements mentioned just now are the ones that are most closely connected with consumers?" the teacher asked.

"Ah...um..." Xu Zhankui was watching the competition before, and there was no place to listen to the class. He stammered for a long time without saying a word.

The yellow-haired boy couldn't help but laugh.

"Cao Yanzhong, you said!" the teacher shouted.

The yellow-haired boy's smile stopped, and he stood up and only the action of reaching out and touching his head.

The teacher was so angry that he almost threw the textbook. He then looked at the girl in front of them and said in a gentle tone: "Yan Bing, please answer."

Yan Bing stood up, paused for a moment, and then said: "Among the six elements of sales, the one that is most closely connected with consumers is..."

"Look, this is the gap. If you don't listen to the class carefully, you are under such a great pressure to find employment now. If you leave university in the future, see what you need to make a living in society!" The teacher scolded them in anger, and did not ask them to sit down, but turned to continue the lecture.

The teacher talked freely, and Xu Zhankui and Cao Yanzhong were all stunned. They sat in front and couldn't see the front. After standing up, they saw Yan Bing sitting down and took out their cell phones from under the table. The picture was clearly the Olympic boxing competition!

...

Xi Yao Fein was unable to get up in the end, and soon he was carried out by the referee and seemed to have a slight concussion.

"The winner, the red side, Tang Hao!" The referee raised Tang Hao's right hand.

There was a burst of applause and cheers suddenly coming from the scene, mixed with a lot of inverted color sounds.

Although they won the game, they defeated Xiyaofein, who was fighting at home with one punch, and even gave the latter a concussion. This result was really hard for them to accept.

Not to mention that many of them lost money as a result.

Tang Hao still had no major change in expression. After the referee announced the result of the game, he jumped out of the ring and left the ring with head coach Qin Hailong.

"Jesus! Jesus!"

When entering the contestant's passage, some boxing fans who supported him rushed over from both sides and shouted at him excitedly.

Tang Hao waved his hand and responded, then entered the contestant's channel.

After taking a shower, he changed his clothes and came out of the locker room, but did not leave immediately, but went to the treatment room.

After asking the medical staff, he knew that Xi wanted Feien to have only a slight concussion and was fine, he left with his bag on his back.

He put on his hat and walked out of the passageway.

"Jesus!"

Before he could take two steps, he heard someone calling him.

He turned his head in confusion, and then he saw the little boy he had met outside the boxing gym before, and the British man.

Tang Hao smiled, then reached out and made a move to silence him. He had a good impression of this little boy.

The little boy hurriedly covered his mouth. Seeing that no one noticed him, he pulled his father to run towards Tang Hao.

"Dang, you are an excellent boxer. I have to apologize to you. I completely underestimate your strength." The British man immediately spoke after entering.

Tang Hao waved his hand. In fact, he didn't care what the British man thought of him. He pointed to the little boy and said with a smile: "Your son has a good attitude, what's his name?"

"James Pitt, I'm Krem Pitt." The British man said.

"A very good name." Tang Hao said and touched Little Pete's face.

Little Pete twisted his head with great pleasure.

"Well, can I ask you for an autograph?"

"sign?"

"Yes, this is a father's promise to his children. I know it's difficult, but no matter what you ask me to do..." Pete felt a little embarrassed. If he was a boxing fan of Tang Hao, he could be justified, and now he is for his own children.
Chapter completed!