chapter 9 Grudges from past lives

"Damn, man, you are kind of awesome, your observation skills are better than the detectives in the movies!"

Jolyon swallowed his saliva and hurriedly asked for help: "Then, do you think it would be better for me to play basketball, or would it be better for me to follow my parents and go to a normal university?"

Tang Ming asked: "You want me to tell the truth?"

Wang Chong nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "Of course, I am very confused now. Brother, please help me analyze it."

"My advice is that hobbies are hobbies after all, and you can't let your hobbies take precedence over your life."

"Under the domestic environment, the development of professional basketball teams is not outstanding, especially youth training teams."

"Many people have been training in the youth training team since they were young. It's too late for you to go now. Whether the youth training team can survive is still a question. Even if it can survive, it will be very difficult to enter the A to play."

Maximus Woolf paused for a moment and cleared his throat.

Jolyon quickly took out a bottle of soda, grinned and said, "Brother, keep talking."

"Thank you, I don't drink soda..."Maximus Woolf refused the soda and continued his analysis: "You come from a scholarly family, and your elders are all teachers, so taking the teacher's path is a way to get twice the result with half the effort."

"Don't think your parents are stubborn. The experience of the older generation is countless times better than yours. No one can predict the future. It's good to have a stable life."

"Then let's talk about your hobbies. You can continue to play basketball when you become a teacher. Campus basketball teams, community basketball teams, urban basketball teams, etc. can all satisfy your hobbies..." Listening to Maximus Woolf's words.

Jolyon gradually became clearer from the previous confusion and discomfort.

"That seems to be the truth."

Jolyon scratched his head and was filled with admiration: "Brother, you are so awesome. I feel less entangled after you said that. Thank you so much. I'll treat you to lunch."

Hobbies are hobbies, and life is life. You can’t put the cart before the horse.

Maximus Woolf's words made him suddenly enlightened.

"You are welcome."

Maximus Woolf smiled and shook his head. He actually had nothing to say.

When Jolyon was twenty years old, he would discover that he had a family hereditary coronary heart disease and was not suitable for playing basketball.

Moreover, after I sprained my hamstring, I kept failing interviews for teacher positions because of my poor image due to my lameness. Finally, I became discouraged and became a security guard in a primary school.

"The people I have a good relationship with at Zhonghai Affiliated High School are Su Yurou and Jolyon."

"As for the rest..."Maximus Woolf suddenly raised his head and looked at the wall clock in front of the classroom.

It's almost eight o'clock.

"Should it be coming soon?"

There was a hint of coldness in the corner of Maximus Woolf mouth.

Just as he was talking, the back door of the classroom was pushed open, and a tall and carefree man rushed into the classroom, led by a short-haired young man with earrings and a stern expression.

Aeolus Walker from Class 9, Grade 3! This man is very famous in the attached high school because he specializes in collecting protection fees from transfer students, acts arrogantly and domineeringly, and is considered a bully in the school.

Many people in the class saw Aeolus Walker and their expressions changed slightly.

Jolyon expression changed slightly, and he quickly stood up to apologize: "Mr. Aeolus, what brought you here?"

"Of course it's business."

Aeolus Walker strode over and came to Tang Ming: "Jolyon, is this the new transfer student in your class?"

Jolyon smiled apologetically and handed over a pack of cigarettes: "Mr. Aeolus, he and I have a good relationship. Should we forget about the protection fee?"

"No, the rules are the rules, they can't be broken."

Aeolus Walker knocked on Maximus Woolf's desk: "Boy, the rules of the attached middle school are that each out-of-town transfer student receives a protection fee of RMB 1,000. If you pay the money, you can avoid many accidents."

Justifiable blackmail is so arrogant.

Maximus Woolf chuckled and shook his head: "What if we don't hand over?"

"What did you say?"

Aeolus Walker eyes turned cold instantly.

"I said, I don't want to pay yuan."

Maximus Woolf spoke calmly, looking at Aeolus Walker and the others with a meaningful smile.

In his previous life, he was blackmailed by these people on the first day of school.

Because he was not given money, he was beaten, his desk and books were thrown out of the classroom, and he was bullied.

"Bah—"Aeolus Walker kicked the desk down with a violent expression: "You fucking say it again, why is an out-of-town transfer student so arrogant? If you don't pay, you won't be able to survive in the affiliated high school!"

Jolyon quickly smoothed things over: "Mr. Aeolus, don't be excited, don't be excited, give me some face..." Bang! Before he could finish speaking, he was slapped by Jolyon.

"You're a fucking piece of shit. Don't think that after playing a few football games with me, you can become brothers with me."

Aeolus Walker cursed: "It depends on your face. You have a lot of face. If you keep gibbering, I will beat you up too!"

"Mr. Aeolus, do you think this will work? I have two hundred yuan here. Let's help Maximus Woolf pay it forward..."Jolyon was slapped. He dared not speak out in anger, but he still took out two hundred yuan.

Aeolus Walker said indifferently: "Two hundred is not enough. If you want to help him, you need at least one thousand yuan."

Jolyon looked embarrassed.

He didn't have that much money, he only had two hundred yuan left.

"I'll pay out the remaining eight hundred yuan."

At this moment, a crisp voice sounded from the side.

Rachel Taylor stood up and handed over eight hundred-dollar bills: "Aeolus Walker, this is Maximus Woolf's protection money. Don't cause trouble in the future."

"Rachel Taylor, what is your relationship with this person..."Aeolus Walker's tone softened slightly.

Rachel Taylor is not only the class beauty with many suitors, but she is also best friends with Theresa. Theresa Wenwen's boyfriend Stesha is also a man of the hour in Zhonghai Affiliated High School and is someone he cannot mess with.

This alone made Jolyon hesitate.

"I have nothing to do with him."

Rachel Taylor glanced at Maximus Woolf and said coldly: "But you guys are making noise here and disturbing my homework review. Just take the money and leave. Don't make trouble in the future."

"Fine."

Aeolus Walker nodded slightly and reached out to get the money.

But suddenly, a hand stretched out from the front and slapped his palm away.

"You can't take this money, and you can't take it away."

Maximus Woolf stood up slowly and pointed to the books scattered on the floor: "You soiled my book, pick it up and wipe it clean."

Wow.

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at him with strange eyes.

Jolyon was stunned for a moment, then said with a ferocious smile: "Do you know what the hell you are talking about?

As a foreigner, who gives you the right to be arrogant? "

He took a step forward.

Several companions behind him also surrounded him fiercely and were about to take action.

"Maximus Woolf, are you stupid?"

Rachel Taylor was also very dissatisfied and shouted: "If it weren't for my mother's sake, why would I be too lazy to take care of this nonsense?

You'd better stop causing trouble, otherwise you'll be beaten back and sued, causing me to be taught a lesson by my mother. "

"Don't worry, I won't tell Aunt Monica."

Maximus Woolf didn't even look at her, and continued to look at Aeolus Walker: "I'll say it one last time, pick up the book and wipe it clean!"

"a!"

Aeolus Walker cursed angrily and waved his hand to hit him.

When the slap was about to hit, Maximus Woolf grabbed his wrist like lightning and gave it a hard slap.

Click! The sound of cracking bones echoed throughout the audience.