No one is optimistic about Class 1 of Senior Three in this basketball game.

"Xiao Luo, you are the physical education teacher of Class 1, right? To be honest, it is already very good that Class 1 can reach the finals this time. I hope to stabilize my mentality in the future and not be beaten and collapsed."

A middle-aged man who was about to be bald smiled at Luo Shan.

This middle-aged man is the coach of the school team and also serves as the physical education teacher of Class 2.

The name is Luo Wang.

Both are surnamed Luo, but the relationship between the two is not good at all.

Luo Shan smiled and said, "I'm not worried, you should worry about your students."

He knew that Wang Yue, the pervert, was in Class 1.

The harder you jump now, the harder you will be slapped in the face later.

"Hahaha, what a joke."

Luo Wang said with a smile: "If your Class 1 can win this time, I will have diarrhea on my head."

"Mr. Luo, don't talk big too early, or you won't be able to step down."

Luo Shan said.

"Hahaha, then I'm going to see how your so-called class 1 can't get me off the stage."

Luo Wang smiled and said, "If the group of kids I teach can't even beat your class 1, I'll just retire on the spot."

Luo Shan smiled without saying a word.

Just pretend, you can pretend hard, there will be times when you will slap your face.

And at this time in the utility room.

Wang Yue and the others are here to change clothes and discuss tactics by the way.

Lu Yang said: "Wang Yue, why don't you start this time? Those kids in Class 2 are really strong, I'm afraid we won't be able to hold on."

Wang Yue thought for a while and said, "I can do anything."

At this time, Hu Qianhao immediately said: "Brother Yang, why don't you let me start in the first half? If the situation is really wrong, then switch to Brother Yue."

Isn't Hu Qianhao practicing basketball technology so hard that he wants to show off in front of An Ran?

If Wang Yue starts, he won't be able to pretend.

Of course Wang Yue knew what Hu Qianhao was thinking, so he said with a smile: "That's fine, if it doesn't work, I'll do it again."

Seeing that the Lord has spoken.

Lu Yang had no choice but to agree.

After all, they have confidence in Wang Yue's strength, as long as they don't fall behind too much, they will definitely be able to catch up.

Lu Yang then said: "If Wang Yue doesn't start, I will simply arrange the tactics."

"The captain of class 2 is called Cheng Xiong. He is taller and stronger than me. If he gets the ball, there are not two or three of us who can't defend him, so try not to let him get the ball."

"There are two more people to pay attention to, namely No. 17 Gao Xueyou and No. 9 Lin Junjie."

"These two are also very aggressive in their style of play, and their technology is also good. Xie Te and Lu Weiting defend them respectively."

"This time the main attack will be me and Xie Te, but the situation on the field is changing rapidly, so let's adapt to the situation. In a word, in the case of Wang Yue's failure, our strength is lagging behind."

"But we must also show our own demeanor, and we must not be underestimated by others. Don't let everyone think that Wang Yue is the only one in our class. We are all in charge!"

Under Lu Yang's speech.

Everyone's fighting spirit was mobilized.

Yes, although they have Wang Yue in their pocket, they don't earn their face by others, but by themselves.

After everyone had changed their clothes, they went straight to the basketball court with arrogance.

When you see a sea of ​​people.

Hu Qianhao was a little trembling with excitement: "I have never behaved in front of so many people in my life."

"Don't get excited guys, more people will cheer for us when we win first place."

"Hahaha, if we can win the first place this time, we will be celebrities in the school in the future."

"I just wish there was a pretty little Little Sister who brought me water after basketball."

"Don't be so coquettish, let's be a little colder."

As they get closer to the crowd.

More and more people also saw Wang Yue and his party.

Discussed immediately.

"This is the person from Class 1, Senior Three, right? Don't tell me, he looks pretty good."

"Number 23 is so handsome, if I want to grow up like him, will I still have troubles?"

"You can't grow up to be a size 23, you can only grow up to be a size 10."

"By the way, number 23 looks familiar, doesn't it?"

"Familiar? He was the number one in the calligraphy competition last time!"

"I'm Zhuo! It turned out to be the male god of the brush! I said why is it so familiar, the male god doesn't write his calligraphy well, why are you here to play basketball?"

"You don't understand, the ultimate romance of a man is singing, dancing, rap, basketball."

...

Wang Yue has good ears.

He heard a lot of people talking about himself.

Most of them are face licking.

I have to say, this kind of feeling is really great, and it makes people bursting with vanity.

Hu Qianhao, on the other hand, kept looking for the worried figure in the crowd.

"An Ran, where are you, look at me, I'm so handsome."

Hu Qianhao kept thinking silently in his heart.

After passing through the crowd, they came to the basketball court.

And the fringes are already overcrowded.

"Hey, why are you squeezing me? Can you all stand a little away?"

Girls exclaimed from time to time in the crowd.

These are usually some boys with ulterior motives, taking advantage of the crowd to deliberately squeeze the girls they like.

After all, how can there be a chance to get close to the goddess Own?

Yang Yongkang, Zhang Tao, Zhang Xiang, and Chen Ke are the masters among them.

They are now searching for targets everywhere, and then deliberately squeeze on them.

"Who's next?"

Zhang Xiang giggled.

Just now he has squeezed a beautiful girl.

Several of them came in turns, and when they saw the target, the three of them squeezed one of them, deliberately pushing this one next to the girl.

Yang Yongkang pushed his own glasses and said with a smirk: "It's my turn, it's my turn."

"Go, go, who is your target?"

Chen Ke booed.

Yang Yongkang immediately pointed to a short-haired girl in the crowd and said, "That's her!"

This short-haired girl is a beauty from the profile.

The other three also knew each other.

"Hey, Brother Kang has good eyesight, isn't this Li Taimei from Class 3?"

"The class flower of class 3, will we be beaten if we squeeze in like this?"

"Afraid of a ball!"

Zhang Xiang said in high spirits: "Come on, everyone help Brother Kang."

"Squeeze Taimei Li!"

...

There was a crowded scene in the crowd.

On the basketball court, the teams of the two classes are already in place.

Cheng Xiong is wearing a No. 1 ball uniform, revealing his tendons, and it can be seen that he does not exercise less.

"Lu Yang, except for you and Xie Te who can play a little bit, do the rest of your team have the ability to resist?"

Cheng Xiong smiled with his mouth crooked.

This arc is amazing.

If Wang Yue saw it, she would definitely exclaim: "Crooked mouth God of War!"

"Hey, don't underestimate us."

Hu Qianhao immediately said: "Don't be beaten and cried by me later."

"Hahaha, just you?"

Cheng Xiong seemed to have heard a big joke.

His team members also laughed, this brat with the back of his head is simply too ignorant.

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