Rebirth: The School Beauty Is Chasing After Me, I Can’t Hide My Talent

"Huzi, what's going on?"

Ye Xuan asked immediately after running over.

"We occupied the space first, and they will drive us away when they come..."

Wang Hu briefly introduced the situation.

"I see……"

Ye Xuan nodded and turned to look at Xue Meng: "Brother, everything has a first-come, first-served basis. If you come late, let those who come early go. Isn't it a bit unethical?"

While talking, he suddenly remembered something.

In his previous life, when he was about to take the college entrance examination, Xue Meng had a car accident on his way to school on his motorcycle and lost his legs.

A person who originally had hopes of entering the provincial team ruined his bright future.

If he could have prevented this tragedy...

Xue Meng laughed mockingly: "Don't accept it? Then let's have a fight."

"Yes, let's have a fight. Do you dare?"

"No matter how many of you there are, we won't even start a fight..."

The other seven people were just saying harsh words when they saw another group of boys rushing over from the teaching building with something to do.

"Wang Hu, hold on, we are coming!"

Chen Ming, who rushed to the front, waved the mop head in his hand and shouted.

"Kill!"

"Come on!"

"Avenge Brother Tiger!"

The boys in Class 5 shouted while picking up bricks on the playground.

Behind them followed a large group of unarmed men and women.

A rough count, there are hundreds of people!

At that time, Xue Meng and others swallowed back what they said.

No matter how good they are at fighting, they still have to kneel down when facing an enemy ten times their size!

Ye Xuan was happy.

Chen Ming is quite a charismatic guy, and he actually attracted so many people.

Then he looked at Xue Meng: "Do you still want to fight us now?"

Wang Hu and others were also happy and looked at Xue Meng and others teasingly.

"Brother Meng, why don't we withdraw?"

"Yes, Brother Meng, there are so many of them..."

"A good man never suffers immediate losses."

"He who knows the current affairs is a hero."

“The sky is brighter when you take a step back.”

Under the persuasion of all the brothers, Xue Meng scratched his neck and said angrily: "Look at your ability, what's wrong with them having so many people? Will we definitely lose if they have more people? We won't dare to fight if they have more people?"

The other seven people suddenly felt a little ashamed.

It has to be Brother Meng, who can face the collapse of Mount Tai without changing his expression.

What does that sentence say in the textbook?

A true warrior dares to face the bleak life and the dripping blood.

Brother Meng is the real Meng...

"Isn't it just a game? Tell me, should we play the whole game or half the game?" Xue Meng then said.

The remaining seven people: "???"

Ye Xuan: "???"

Wang Hu and others: "???"

Co-author: What kind of competition do you mean by playing a game?

What a twist!

After an unknown amount of time, Ye Xuan looked strange and said, "So when you talk about a fight, you mean a game?"

"Otherwise?" Xue Meng spread his hands: "We are all students and alumni of No. 1 Middle School. Do we have to fight over this trivial matter? Isn't it true that relatives hate enemies and hate them quickly?"

"Yes, that's what it means."

"In a game, whoever wins will get the field. Do you dare?"

"It doesn't matter 5v5 or 3v3, you can find anyone you want!"

The other seven people also reacted, and at the same time they agreed, they felt a cold sweat in their hearts.

It has to be Brother Meng, he is so witty!

Wang Hu and others looked at each other.

If there was a fight, they would have the chance to win if there were more of them.

Just play a game, just...

Although Xue Meng and others are not professional basketball players, they play regularly, and their physical fitness far exceeds theirs.

On the other hand, they have little time to play basketball, and their bodies are exhausted by their studies.

Aren't you looking for torture?

Just when they were hesitating, Ye Xuan spoke: "It's not impossible, but there is something wrong with your bet."

"What's going on?" Xue Meng was confused.

Ye Xuan shrugged: "Wang Hu and the others came early. The field belongs to them. It's not fair that you want to decide who owns the field through a game."

"Yes, that's not fair!"

"Why should we compete with you? The field is ours!"

Wang Hu and others all agreed.

"But..." Ye Xuan changed the topic: "If things have developed to this point, you will definitely not be convinced if we don't fight, so let's change the bet."

"Eh?"

Wang Hu and others were stunned.

Why does Ye Xuan still want to fight?

Xue Meng was also stunned: "How to change it?"

"Your motorcycle is very cool. If you lose, you can lend me your motorcycle to ride for a month. Do you dare?"

The motorcycle Ye Xuan was talking about was the one Xue Meng was riding when he was involved in the accident - the Wuyang Honda 125.

This motorcycle sold for 6,500 RMB in 2004, which was more expensive than Comrade Ye Zhiming's 90A.

Xue Meng was even more confused: "You want to ride my motorcycle?"

Others don't understand either.

The 125 is not a fancy motorcycle, so is it a bet?

Lin Xitong, who was watching the excitement, took out a small notebook from his bag and started taking notes: "Ye Xuan likes motorcycles, you can consider giving him one~"

Xiao Nanzhi's beautiful eyes flashed: "It turns out he likes riding motorcycles... Well, I'll ask later, what brand of motorcycles are most popular among boys."

Ye Xuan nodded: "Yes, you don't dare to gamble?"

Xue Meng made a "cut" sound: "Who doesn't dare to bet? Tell me, do you want to play full court or half court?"

Ye Xuan: "Halftime, 3V3, three goals determine the outcome, how about it?"

"Okay, I'll give you up to half an hour to choose someone."

Seeing how calm Ye Xuan was, Xue Meng was afraid that he would find experts from outside the school.

If you limit it to half an hour, you can prevent this kind of thing from happening with a high probability.

Ye Xuan made an "OK" gesture.

"Ye Xuan, are you serious?"

"We definitely can't defeat them."

Wang Hu and others gathered around, their voices anxious.

Ye Xuan glanced at them with disdain: "You are too cowardly to say you can't beat me before we even fight, aren't you?"

In fact, he had no idea.

Although he has read 22 basketball experience books, he has never played in a real game, and he doesn't know how much he weighs.

But if he didn't do this, he couldn't think of any other way to save Xue Meng.

How about pricking Xue Meng’s tires every day?

502 glue blocks the valve core?

Or use a plastic bag to block the exhaust pipe?

Well, this is also a way...

At this moment, the group of classmates who made trouble rushed over.

"Brother Tiger, we are here."

"Whoever bullied Brother Tiger, stand up for me!"

This group of people gained momentum as soon as they arrived.

Looking at the "violent weapons" such as stool legs and bricks in their hands, Xue Meng and others quickly turned their heads to the side.

At the same time, the other seven people praised "Brother Meng for his wit" in their hearts.

Ye Xuan was happy: "Ugh, what a scumbag, we are playing a game, not a fight."

"ah?"

"It's not a fight?"

These people were quite disappointed.

"By the way, where is Chen Ming?"

Ye Xuan glanced around and didn't see Chen Ming.

He remembered that this kid was at the front.

Someone looked strange and said, "He went to the toilet."

Hong Letao's expression changed slightly: "This grandson escaped from the battle?"

"That's not true, he is going to..." The man hesitated to speak.

At this moment, a figure came out from the direction of the toilet.

"Don't be afraid, Mr. Xiao, I'm here to save you!"

Chen Ming shouted and rushed towards this side with a mop in hand.

"Damn it, what does it smell like?"

"Hey, what's on the head of this mop?"

"Hey..."

Before Chen Ming rushed closer, all the students present covered their noses.

The two beauties Xiao Nanzhi and Lin Xitong were so disgusted that they kept fanning their noses with their hands.

"???"

Ye Xuan was so dumbfounded, right?

Chen Ming's grandson actually dipped the mop head in shit?

Who can resist this if a fight breaks out?

I'll go if Lu Bu is alive!