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Chapter 102, Get the hell out of me!

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"Let's go, let's go play basketball. I haven't exercised for a few days, and my body is a little rusty." Zhang Ming patted Tang Zheng's shoulder and said as soon as school was over in the afternoon.

"I'm in good health, and I've been exercising all the time." After tasting the sweetness of the time acceleration function yesterday, Tang Zheng was eager to go back to exchange points and cultivate internal strength. For ordinary competitive sports like basketball, Tang Zheng has already lost some of his strength. I don't like it anymore.

"Fuck, you will die if you play with me, I tell you, both Ouyang Feifei and Sun Xiaolei will go to see it!" Zhang Ming said pretending to be mysterious.

"What's the situation? How did the two of them go?" Tang Zheng asked a little puzzled. Sun Xiaolei was almost his default girlfriend candidate, and Ouyang Feifei was also the girl Tang Zheng wanted to conquer. , so Tang Zheng immediately became interested.

"I know you're a pervert, and you'll know when you go there!" Zhang Ming still refused to reveal any information, whetting Tang Zheng's appetite.

Seeing Tang Zheng's figure appearing at the entrance of the indoor basketball court, Sun Xiaolei immediately showed joy, then lowered her head and took out her mobile phone, edited a text message and sent it.

"Marshal Tang, why are you here?"

Since the relationship between the two is not made public, and the high school campus firmly opposes puppy love behavior, especially since the two of them are now in the second semester of their third year of high school, such things are not allowed to happen, so now it is like an underground party same as joint.

"I miss you!" Tang Zheng replied glibly.

"Liar! I'm ignoring you!" There are so few opportunities to meet, even though the distance is a little far away now, and they are not alone, but Sun Xiaolei is also very happy.

"Hehe, my friend asked me to come and play together, let's chat later!"

Even though Tang Zheng and Sun Xiaolei's movements were very subtle, they were still noticed by Ouyang Feifei's sharp eyes.

Because as soon as Tang Zheng came in, Ouyang Feifei also saw it with sharp eyes. Tang Zheng left a deep impression on her a few days ago. He played the piano and sang, which actually made Ouyang Feifei feel a little bit excited. .

It's just that Ouyang Feifei's tutor was very strict since she was a child, and she would never be allowed to be distracted at this critical moment, so she behaved relatively flat last time, and immediately found an excuse to leave, and at this time Ouyang Feifei had already I was secretly guessing the relationship between Tang Zheng and Sun Xiaolei.

Maybe it's because of having a beautiful older sister, and often being in contact with beautiful police girls like Tan Xiaoru. Zhang Ming didn't seem to be very interested in the two school girls, Sun Xiaolei and Ouyang Feifei, so he went directly to the sports room to borrow a basketball. , warming up with a dribble on the sidelines.

"What's the situation over there? Why are both Sun Xiaolei and Ouyang Feifei coming?" Regarding this question, Tang Zheng was still a little puzzled, and it was not easy to send a text message to Sun Xiaolei just now.

Zhang Ming said without raising his head, "The ones in the red vest are from the literature club, and the ones in the white vest are from the art club, so you understand!"

Tang Zheng suddenly realized, "Oh", Jiangcheng No. [-] Middle School not only adopts a university-style loose management in teaching, but also has a few interest clubs, the literature club and the art club are the two largest. society.

And Sun Xiaolei and Ouyang Feifei are the spokespersons of these two clubs respectively. No matter what time it is, beauties have great appeal.

There are often some ball games between the school's clubs, so Sun Xiaolei and Ouyang Feifei both appeared on the sidelines to cheer for them.

People who often play basketball, although they may not be able to recognize each other's names, are absolutely familiar, so Tang Zheng and Zhang Ming quickly found someone to play a three-on-three half-court PK.

At this level of confrontation, Tang Zheng couldn't arouse much interest at all, because he was basically helping the other two teammates with the ball, and occasionally he would do it alone.

Although Sun Xiaolei and Ouyang Feifei still stood there without moving, their eyes were involuntarily attracted by Tang Zheng. Every time Tang Zheng made a beautiful move, Sun Xiaolei and Ouyang Feifei would give out a cheering cheer.

Just imagine, people from the literature club score a goal, but Ouyang Feifei, the representative of the art club, is cheering and cheering, and when the situation is reversed, Sun Xiaolei may also cheer for the goal scored by the art club, there is nothing more chaotic than this The situation is gone.

The state of the goddesses of their respective camps made the members of the two clubs, especially those on the field, a little confused, not knowing what the two goddesses were up to.

After a little longer, someone with a heart finally discovered the clue, so Song Xiaochao, the director of the literature club, came to Tang Zheng and his side with a gloomy face, and shouted at Tang Zheng: "Student, please stop for a moment."

Hearing this, Tang Zheng passed the ball in his hand to Zhang Ming in bewilderment, then pointed to his nose and asked, "Are you talking to me?"

Song Xiaochao nodded and said, "I hope you can go to the outdoor court to play, so as not to affect our competition with the art club."

"You are sick, it's really a bit inexplicable, I play here, how can it affect your game? Can you be more serious?" Tang Zheng said with a sneer, this guy takes himself too seriously, Just the president of a high school literature club, what the hell!

Song Xiaochao's face darkened immediately, and he said, "Student, please cooperate and don't affect a basketball match that represents the highest level of the school."

"Hehe, I didn't get it wrong, just these old, weak, sick and disabled can also represent the highest level of basketball in our school?"

Tang Zheng had a look of disdain. Regarding this aspect, he really couldn't be blamed for being too frank. He originally didn't want to see these self-proclaimed high-minded guys. The most important thing was that this brain-dead literary club president actually offended him, Mr. Tang. On the surface, it seems that it is just a "cheat sheet" material.

"What did you say?" It turned out that Ji Mingdong, the president of the art club, also noticed the situation here, so he suspended the game and walked over with a few basketball players, just in time to hear the conversation between Tang Zheng and Song Xiaochao.

"What are you doing?" The excitement on the basketball court is actually no lower than that on the football field. When Tang Zheng was half surrounded by those guys, Zhang Ming and the others who were playing together were also surrounded. Come over, stood behind Tang Zheng and shouted not to be outdone.

Tang Zheng gently stopped Zhang Ming and others behind him, and said coldly to the people from the two clubs: "As long as one of you can do the same, I can leave here, if not , just get the hell out of my way!"

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