Rebirth of wealth and freedom starts from the World Cup

Chapter 33 The Rainy Season of Seventeen
After the game started, Zhao Zixuan did not start.

Because he and Xia Junjie are in competition, the two sides negotiated and decided that each of them would play one quarter of the game.

Xia Junjie played in the first quarter and Zhao Zixuan played in the second quarter.

At the beginning, Class 3's overall performance was pretty good. Not only did they withstand the opponent's offensive pressure, they also scored several good and exciting goals, and the score remained deadlocked.

But after 5 minutes, the situation began to change significantly.

Led by Song Wenjie, Class 2 was like a tiger emerging from the mountains, leading the team to launch a fierce offensive.

They scored simply and easily time and time again, with three opportunities for dunks alone.

Under such a fierce attack, the five starting players of Class 3 gradually ran out of energy, and their defense collapsed in an instant like a broken sand castle.

The offense was also very poor, and the opponent directly hit a 5 to 12 offensive climax in the next 2 minutes.

By the end of the first quarter, Class 2 was leading by 10 points.

"Zhao Zixuan, if you don't come up, this game will end early."

During the break, Song Wenjie hooked his finger at Zhao Zixuan provocatively from a distance.

This action.

This instantly drew cheers from the girls in the class.

"Wow! Isn't Song Wenjie too manly!?"

"Isn't this a blatant provocation?"

"Why didn't Zhao Zixuan go on stage? Is he scared?"

"No way, maybe he is adjusting his condition. I see he is always doing basic dribbling. Someone who is valued so much by Song Wenjie must have some outstanding qualities."

"It's too late to go on the court now, right? Our class is already leading by 10 points. How can Class 3 possibly turn the tables?"

……

Amidst everyone's discussions, Zhao Zixuan silently picked up the basketball and practiced alone on the sidelines.

Finally, he walked out of the crowd and stepped onto the field.

Xia Junjie is out.

Zhao Zixuan comes on stage.

The horn for the second quarter of the game officially sounded.

"Zhao Zixuan, come on!"

As the class monitor, Wei Xiaoyao bravely stood up and led her classmates to cheer for Class 3 when the class morale was low.

Her shout seemed to ignite a fire in everyone's hearts, and the girls responded one after another, cheering loudly for the honor of the class.

"Come on Class 3! You are the best!"

Amidst the cheers and applause.

Zhao Zixuan has already stepped onto the court. He is the number one position and the core of the team, shouldering the important task of launching the first attack.

He dribbled the ball across half court, where he was greeted by Song Wenjie's tight defense.

One on one!

There are no distractions around.

Song Wenjie looked at Zhao Zixuan provocatively with a firm gaze, "Come on, let me see if you have improved recently."

Zhao Zixuan glanced at him without changing his expression.

The hand that hadn't touched a basketball for a long time felt a little unfamiliar when it first came into contact with the ball, but after sufficient warm-up on the sidelines, the familiar and exciting touch is gradually returning.

"If you want to defend me, you alone may not be enough."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Zixuan rushed towards the defense like a cheetah and chose to break through on the right side.

Bend over!

accelerate!
Song Wenjie tried to steal the ball, but Zhao Zixuan easily blocked it with his left auxiliary hand. A quick breakthrough in an instant allowed him to enter the basket smoothly.

The defender under the basket tried to come forward to defend, but Zhao Zixuan keenly saw everything and made a precise pass, sending the basketball to Li Jiaming who was unguarded under the basket.

"Shh!"

Basketball hits the board into the net.

Easy score!

After Li Jiaming scored under the basket, he smiled brightly with excitement and ran over to high-five Zhao Zixuan to celebrate.

"Great post! My good brother!!"

Zhao Zixuan smiled slightly when he heard this, and gently uttered two words: "Defense."

The offense and defense switched. Song Wenjie held the ball against Zhao Zixuan.

"It's so obvious that the ball is protected, isn't this considered an offensive foul?"

Song Wenjie deliberately provoked and asked tentatively.

Zhao Zixuan met his gaze, his tone calm but firm, "You can call a foul if you think it's a foul, but when I call a foul, just don't make any noises."

Song Wenjie smiled, with a challenging light in his eyes, "Okay, then let's each rely on our own abilities to determine who is better."

While dribbling the ball, he kept his eyes wandering inside, looking for an opportunity to break through.

However, the situation was not favorable for the attacking side, and Song Wenjie's teammates were all defended tightly.

Just when he was about to break through by force.

"Snapped!"

A ghostly hand suddenly appeared and slapped the basketball accurately.

Steal the ball!

The audience was silent for a moment, and then burst into exclamations.

In an instant, the eyes of the entire audience seemed to be attracted by a magnet, all focused on one spot in the center circle.

Two figures, one in front and one behind, were speeding forward.

"Ah? Zhao Zixuan actually stole Song Wenjie's ball!?"

"That can't be said. Song Wenjie might have been too careless and dribbled the ball too high, which is why Zhao Zixuan seized the opportunity."

"What a fast speed! Zhao Zixuan's speed is faster than Song Wenjie's?"

"And now there's no defender behind him, so he can just go for the layup and score."

"That's 4 points in one go! Zhao Zixuan turned the whole situation around by himself!"

"Amazing!"

……

An assist and a layup.

Zhao Zixuan narrowed the gap between the two teams to 6 points.

The players of Class 3 instantly ignited the fire in their hearts. They were full of fighting spirit and defended with all their might, which was a far cry from the slackness in the first quarter.

"Damn it, these people are deliberately playing me!"

Xia Junjie was so angry that he gritted his teeth. Looking at his teammates' drastically different defensive attitudes, the rage in his heart burned fiercely.

He only scored 4 points in the first quarter, while Zhao Zixuan scored 1 points and 2 assist in less than a minute.

Such a situation undoubtedly made Xia Junjie feel more pressured. He knew in his heart that if he continued to play like this, he would most likely not be able to surpass Zhao Zixuan in scoring.

In the following game, just as he expected, under the leadership of Zhao Zixuan, the second quarter ended smoothly, Class 3 successfully tied the score, and the two teams returned to the same starting line.

"Zhao Zixuan, here's some water."

To everyone's surprise, the girl who took the initiative to offer water to Zhao Zixuan was not from Class 3, but a freshman in high school.

There were three classes in the first year of high school whose first period was also a physical education class. She happened to be there as a spectator. She was attracted by Zhao Zixuan's outstanding performance and couldn't help but give him a bottle of water and silently cheered him on.

"Thank you."

Zhao Zixuan took the water and took a sip.

He had no reason to refuse the kindness of this junior schoolmate. It was obvious that she only mustered up the courage to deliver water after being instigated by her classmates.

Because of this insignificant action, the audience in the audience was still cheering loudly, as if they had discovered something big.

What does a bottle of water actually represent?

But at this moment, feeling the whispers of youth around him, Zhao Zixuan couldn't help but sigh that the rainy season of seventeen was truly the most beautiful time in life.

At this age.

Girls like handsome boys.

Boys who sing well will be liked by girls.

Boys who are good at basketball will be liked by girls.

Boys who speak nicely and are humorous will also be liked by girls.

……

Love at this age rises with the wind. Although one is confused and doesn't know why, it is at least clean and pure without any impurities.

Unlike the adult world, which is vulgar and realistic, boring and full of greasiness.

(End of this chapter)