Dying, start with life simulation

Chapter 11 We are not very good at typing【For collection, follow up】

The physical education class in the last semester of the third year of high school was almost just a decoration.

After finishing the test subjects in the course early, basically waiting to be scraped off by the teachers of each subject.

In Li Du's eyes, it seems that every teacher will be very excited because he successfully won the physical education class.

It's as if what I bought was rice with fish-flavored shredded pork, and while I was eating, there was a piece of beef with oyster sauce.

Therefore, the proportion of procrastination in that physical education class will be very high.

Unexpectedly, on the 2th of March, Li Du's second year, Class [-] ([-]) of senior high school successfully attended physical education class.

Sure enough, an ordinary class like Class One couldn't compete with Class Two.

"Everyone is very tired in the third year of high school, and there are no assessment items today, so let's move around freely."

The physical education teacher organized the whole team a little bit, did a set of warm-up exercises, and then let everyone move freely.

So, someone consciously sat by the flower bed, took out a test paper and began to chew on it.

Chen Zihan took out an English dictionary and started reciting.

Xiao Yan pulled out a flask out of nowhere and was thinking about where to do an experiment.

Even Xu Ningyan, who was used to lying flat, began to recite the ancient poems he hated the most!
A peaceful and introverted atmosphere in the third year of high school suddenly emerged!

However, no matter what age or class, there will always be such a few outstanding teenagers who do not participate in involution.

"Brother Du, let's play ball!"

Zhang Mingze is one of them. With a height of 1.8 meters [-], he belongs to the style of a tall and thin long-range shot king.

He has always been a member of the school basketball team, but he didn't participate in training because of the stress of his studies in the third year of high school. He belongs to the observation team.

Li Du, 1.8 meters three, once hovered on the edge of the school team, and finally gave up entering the school team because he had no money to buy new sneakers and basketball uniforms.

But the love of basketball between the two made them best buddies. They usually go out to play wild games during their weekend breaks. They are also well-known in the Yuanjia Road area.

"I, let's stop typing. I have recently started to memorize English dictionaries."

Seeing this, Li Du decided to follow the large army. Since he wanted to roll, he had to roll happily.

After hearing this, Zhang Mingze opened his mouth wide in surprise: "Brother Du, when did your symptoms start?"

Li Du thought for a moment: "Recently, I've reached a bottleneck in English, so I'm going to start memorizing dictionaries."

"Ah, what word did you learn?"

"Abandon!"

"...Your bottleneck is the bottleneck."

"Well, I always feel that I can't be too far behind."

"Go ahead, it's only one class time." Seeing this, Zhang Mingze pulled Li Du up and walked towards the center of the court.

There has always been an unwritten rule in high school campuses.

A huge basketball court will always be divided into several classes.

Generally, the field located in the center and with the best view is conventionally considered to be the top area, and only the best players in the school can occupy it.

Generally speaking, this field has a high level of playing, and the most girls watch it.

If you are the kind who can't even touch the board when you jump, you can basically just nest in a corner and exercise.

"Classmates, add a group, we are not very good at fighting!"

Zhang Mingze took Li Du and a classmate who also likes to play to the center court.

At this moment, a group of freshmen and sophomores were standing in the big field. Soon someone recognized Zhang Mingze. After all, at 1.8 meters seven, he was still very conspicuous in high school.

"Okay, senior, let's go to the third group."

The attitudes of the two groups were very friendly, but for some reason, a circle of girls soon sat around, many of them resting their chins on their hands, staring at the court like a nympho.

"What's going on? Came at me?"

Li Du was a little puzzled, patted Zhang Mingze on the shoulder and asked.

"I do not know!"

Zhang Mingze shook his head, but couldn't figure it out.

In doubt, several people sat under the basket and waited to play.

But soon, when the second group of golfers played, the answer was revealed.

A handsome young man changed into a standard basketball uniform and walked into the middle of the court.

About 1.8 meters tall, beautiful and delicate, with a handsome nose bridge, deep eyes, delicate and fair skin, he has the potential to be an idol.

It is estimated that he was not there before because he went to change into a ball suit, put on professional knee pads and arm pads, and a pair of tight-fitting black sports trousers, which looked much more professional than ordinary students.

Following the young man's appearance, the girls on the sidelines also crowded, eager to try.

"Yan Jun from class one (3) of high school seems to have come back from abroad. It is said that he played in the Lighthouse National School team in junior high school."

At this time, a sophomore in high school came to Li Du and the others and said silently.

"Is he great?"

Li Du was a little puzzled, looking at the group of girls around him, his fighting spirit was slightly aroused.

Hehe, if I'm not very good, I'll just live today, playing with the food every day.

"I heard that some universities have already sent him invitations. Professional teams have also come to inquire."

Before he finished speaking, Yan Jun held the ball, leaped directly over the first defender with a big stride, then bent his knees and took off, dunking the ball into the basket under the surprised eyes of everyone.

"Frame!" The momentum is heavy!
Even the physical education teacher who was fishing at the side was attracted and stood on the sidelines. After seeing this scene, he couldn't help nodding.

"I'll go, dunk, this bounce! The vertical take-off must be one meter."

"No, that dunk is so stretched, it's worthy of the level of the Beacon National School Team."

"You will just look at dunks, without any technical content. In fact, the three-threat just now is really beautiful, and the technical moves are too reasonable."

This is the speech of the onlookers.

"Wow, Yan Jun is so handsome!"

"The sports boy is so handsome!"

"He is so handsome, and he is good at sports. Look at those legs, they are thinner than mine. They are really beautiful!"

This is a discussion of the girls onlookers.

Then, tee off again.

The Gaoyi team directly handed the ball to Yan Jun at the top of the three-point arc, and then pulled away directly.

1V1 singles, the most traditional way of playing hero ball.

After Yan Jun took a tentative step, he immediately started to accelerate, and then before the opponent moved laterally to defend, he made a beautiful turn and put the ball on the other side of his body.

Then a nice jump shot, clean motion, nice gesture, and the ball hits the net.

Two to zero!
This set of smooth and flowing movements once again aroused the exclamation of the boys and girls around.

With only two goals, Yan Jun seems to have become the most beautiful boy on this field.

As for the other two teams off the court, their faces were sinking like water, and they became a little nervous.

Seeing this, Li Du's expression became a bit solemn, and then, regardless of Zhang Mingze's dissuasion, he got up directly, came to the center of the field, and interrupted the game.

"Senior, you haven't arrived in the next group yet, we just scored two goals."

Yan Jun wiped his sweat and said with a smile on his face.

"Ugh. I just want to confirm one thing with you guys."

Li Du pulled up one trouser leg a little, exposing his slender and beautiful Achilles tendon, and then said loudly.

"what's up?"

Yan Jun glanced at Li Du, then at Zhang Mingze who was sitting nearly 1.9 meters below the court, and asked in doubt.

Li Du didn't rush, wiped his chin, and said slowly:
"Student, actually, we really don't know how to fight!"

(End of this chapter)