Chinese Super League Era Side Story: The Second-Generation Flying Man

"Sing a love song, all together once more, never forget the applause resounding through the heavens..."

After relieving himself, George hummed as he returned to the classroom.

"Look, that's George!"

"He's so handsome."

"I heard his dad was knighted."

"..."

The chattering made his face darken considerably.

George knew himself well. He had not inherited Huang Kaiwen's handsome looks, probably because he took after his mother more.

Handsome?

Damn it, even if you dragged some random Black Flag member over from Paris, plenty of women would call him handsome.

Tragic.

Truly tragic.

George suddenly felt that football could not save... Ahem.

Still, he was not a Frenchman. He would not go down that path.

Perhaps if he studied hard, he could write some work that warned the world someday and remind his compatriots of a few things.

Returning to his seat and continuing to read Urban Ultimate Young Master Filippo, George felt even prouder.

The tropes his father had used were still common in web novels even today. There was clearly a reason one book could sell more copies than the Bible.

What the hell did those Baidu Tieba haters know? Even if his father had never played football, he would still have become number one in the world through writing.

As evening self-study began, the classroom grew somewhat restless.

Before a holiday, students were often unable to sit still.

While the teacher assigned homework, many students had already stopped paying attention to class. Once they got home, they would still have to call their classmates and ask what homework had been assigned.

Ring, ring, ring—

The moment the bell rang, someone immediately sprang up and tried to run.

"Wait a moment!"

Li Jialiang's voice darkened many students' faces.

Li Jialiang said, "Be careful during the holiday. Don't go wild