157: Chapter 157 Seems Like It’s Me 157: Chapter 157 Seems Like It’s Me “Damn, you like to slap faces?
Motherfucker, he’s from the provincial sports team, why the hell are you trying to slap his face?”
“Hahahaha, Zhang Fan, my junior brother, is awesome, daring to butt heads with someone from the provincial team.
My little heart is pounding more and more intensely now.”
“Eh, I estimate this is a chick.”
“The chicks are all mine.”
“Chick, give me your contact information, I like slapping faces too.”
“Ptui, you probably like slapping your own face.”
“Senior sister, I’m fated to be with junior brother Zhang Fan, giving you my contact is pointless, sigh.”
The live stream suddenly fell silent.
“Hahaha, good, it’s a deal then.
One month later at the provincial sports complex, I’ll make sure you learn that trash should have the self-awareness of being trash.” Jiang Xiaoyang laughed heartily and, with the support of two nurses, staggered toward his ward.
“Hmph, in a month I’ll have kicked his ass.” Xiong Lin said in a deep voice.
Jiang Xiaoyang’s body paused, and suddenly he stumbled and fell forward.
The onlookers around burst into laughter.
“Xiaofan, why bother competing with him?
Sprinting isn’t that easy,” Qin Shuang came over and reached out with her delicate white fingers to straighten Zhang Fan’s collar.
Zhang Fan chuckled and said, “Where there’s a challenge, there’s fun!”
Xiaofan, well said,” Gao Yuan cheered loudly, clapping his hands and laughing.
“Don’t worry, someone who can run 47.192 kilometers, I’m absolutely confident that I can train Zhang Fan into a fierce sprinter.” Dong Jian also clapped his hands, his face flushed with excitement.
He was already so fast over two hundred meters, and he sustained it for five hundred meters, plus the long run at the beginning.
If he unleashed his power, Dong Jian believed Zhang Fan’s speed could get even faster.
Given three months, he was confident he could make Zhang Fan’s speed surpass those of the so-called ‘Light Speed’ dudes.
But even with just one month, he was confident that he could improve Zhang Fan’s speed significantly.
Those ‘Light Speed’ guys, he knew them inside and out.
Besides, Zhang Fan could compete in the four hundred meters sprint.
The ‘Light Speed’ group?
Zhang Fan stretched his body and only felt lighter and more relaxed.
Turning to his dad, he said, “Dad, let’s go home!”
Gao Yuan immediately got anxious, “Xiaofan, you can’t be discharged yet!
You just ran a marathon; we need to rest for a few more days.”
Zhang Fan shook his head, then raised his hand and slapped it down on a chair.
The chair instantly dented.
“Grandpa Gao, don’t worry, I’m feeling very good now.” Zhang Fan grinned, joking.
Such a good condition and still staying in the hospital?
And right now, he was so hungry that he couldn’t stand the smell of disinfectant in the hospital.
Xiong Lin’s face instantly turned pale as he looked at the deformed steel chair, a shiver of fear running through him.
Shit, he was so glad he didn’t hit Zhang Fan.
Motherfucker, the steel chair ended up , imagine if it hit the body—it would break whatever it struck.
Damn it, his bones weren’t made of metal.
A thick smile spread over Zhang Dongyang’s simple face, his eyes twinkling.
At that moment, an idea suddenly sprang into his mind.
After 47.192 kilometers, that guy was lively as a dragon in just over an hour.
If we sent him to the military, hehe, within a year, he’d definitely be in the ‘Hidden Dragon’!
Xiong Lin sized up Zhang Dongyang, noting his incredibly cheap-looking clothes, with a strangely complex expression on his face.
How could Ye Jingtian have such a relative?
That’s not scientific!
Qin Shuang patted Zhang Fan’s shoulder and said, “Let’s go home.”
Zhang Fan also nodded but had only taken two steps when he saw Ouyang Feng.
Ouyang Feng was also carrying a bunch of carnations, his face adorned with a brilliantly splendid smile.
Zhang Fan could clearly see that Ouyang Feng’s smile was a bit smug.
However, when Ouyang Feng saw Jiang Xiaoyang, who looked rather pitiable, he couldn’t help but frown.
What was this guy doing at the provincial hospital, and in such a state?
Especially the clear footprint on Jiang Xiaoyang’s face, who kicked him?
Just then, Zhang Fan, with a sly smile on his face, shouted towards Ouyang Feng, “Classmate Ouyang Feng, there’s no need to smile so smugly.
What, have you come to gloat at my misfortune?
I’m in great spirits right now, how about we have another competition?”
Several people from the surrounding No.
1 Middle School laughed lightly.
Damn, another competition?
He’s practically slapping Ouyang Feng and his friends in the face.
Ouyang Feng’s face immediately stiffened as he looked at the energetic Zhang Fan.
His expression became incredibly odd as he thought how could this guy be out of bed so quickly?
Damn, it was a marathon.
But when he saw Xiong Lin, his expression became even stranger.
What was the president doing here, and with Jiang Xiaoyang beaten so badly, he wasn’t intervening?
Ouyang Feng laughed and said, “Brother Zhang Fan, can we stop talking about the competition?”
“You all came today to laugh at me, didn’t you?” Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows and spoke slowly.
The expression on Ouyang Feng’s face was clearly that of someone who had come to watch the excitement.
Ouyang Feng hurriedly explained, “What are you saying?
Who came to look at you?
I’m here to bring flowers to our fighting champion, Qi Lin.
Hehe, I don’t know if the guy’s awake yet, but I went to a lot of places to find such fresh carnations.”
Zhang Fan’s expression turned weird.
Ouyang Feng visiting Qi Lin?
Damn, that look on Ouyang Feng’s face was clearly one of enjoyment, and his previous expression wasn’t artificial in the least.
Could it be that Qi Lin and he had a grudge?
“Hehe, alright then, I’d like to see Teacher Qi Lin too.” Zhang Fan picked up a bunch of chrysanthemums from the chair and walked over to Ouyang Feng to ask, “Which ward?”
Ouyang Feng chuckled and then took the lead, walking down another corridor.
Zhong Tianchen, Su Haoran, and Lin Tao came running up from downstairs.
“Boss, the latest news, Jiang Xiaoyang and his ‘lightspeed’ got beaten up, right here in the hospital, damn, we missed such an exciting fight,” said Zhong Tianchen, running over excitedly.
“Everyone got beaten up?
That’s a bit much, isn’t it?
I saw Xiong Lin right here.” Ouyang Feng looked surprised, then recollected the footprint on Jiang Xiaoyang’s face, his eyes filled with disbelief growing stronger.
“Hey, Zhang Fan, how come you’ve recovered so quickly?” Zhong Tianchen and the others looked at Zhang Fan as if they had seen a ghost.
“Right, do you know who beat up that group from the provincial sports team?” Zhong Tianchen asked.
Zhang Fan rolled his eyes and slowly said, “Seems like it was me!”
Ouyang Feng suddenly turned his head, then took several steps back hastily.
Shit, this guy, he actually dared to beat up people from the provincial team in front of Xiong Lin?