But you have to understand our style..."

Nick next to him showed his leadership qualities at the right time. He jumped on his feet and shouted loudly: "We don't ask who the enemy is..."

"We just ask where is the enemy?

Huha..."

The boys in the lower grades shouted slogans as if they had been rehearsed, causing people around them to look at them side by side, and then shouted along...

"We don't ask who the enemy is!

All we ask is where is the enemy?"

The old policeman looked at the group of boys and girls in school uniforms nearby in surprise. He wiped the sweat from his face, waved his arms and shouted a few times...

Then the old policeman looked at Alvin, laughed and said, "I like these kids.

My grandson is a fan of the Wolves, but unfortunately he always lacks a little energy and courage.

Principal Alvin, since I like them so much, can you help me get a jersey signed by the entire 'Wolves' team later?"

Of course, Alvin would not refuse this request. The more popular the "Hungry Wolves" were, the happier he would be.

Nodding in agreement to the old policeman's request, Alvin left his phone number and promised to call him after the game.

Then our principal, like herding sheep, drove a large group of lower grade children into the stadium.

Seeing little Ginny rushing to the front, forcefully pulling a few "swan girls" about the same age as her, indicating that they should be like her...

And he took the initiative to help them change their school uniforms to hip-hop...

Facing the "shocked" looks of several Russian teachers, Alvin, who was intermittently blind, laughed loudly, hugged an unknown guy and walked out of the sight of the Russians.

It wasn't until Nelson pulled him back with a look of helplessness that Alvin stopped...

Seeing Nelson's strange expression, Alvin said funnyly: "Man, didn't you go to receive some college coaches?

Why are you staring at me?"
Chapter completed!