The returning national male god

Chapter 42 Class Battle

"Then you just came back like this?" Although Jun Jiu was very angry about this kind of behavior of Class One, what made her most angry was the students in Class Nine's resignation towards Class One.

"So what if I don't come back, when the time comes to the teacher's side, won't they end up helping the other class?" One of the boys was also very wronged, obviously this kind of thing had happened more than once.

"Who told you to go to the teacher? Are you all three-year-olds?" Jun Jiu pushed up his glasses, concealed the anger in his eyes, and walked directly towards the basketball court. After walking a few steps, no one followed him. Turning around, I saw a few boys still standing there looking at her, and their anger became even hotter. "What are you still doing? Come here!"

Only then did a few people quickly follow up, and the rest of Class Nine also followed behind them when they saw this scene.

With previous experiences, most of them knew that this time there might be another good show, and it was definitely right to follow Jun Jiu.

Before reaching the basketball court, Jun Jiu saw a familiar figure from a long distance, paused in his footsteps, and then walked faster.

A few people in the first class were warming up with rebounding and doing basic dribbling movements, when someone passed by like the wind and smashed the ball in their hands.

"What do you mean?" After seeing the person who came, several people from Class [-] gathered together, looking at the people from Class [-] with their heads up high.

"It's not interesting." Jun Jiu didn't even look at them, he was still slapping a ball in his hand casually, and said calmly: "Our Class Nine needs to use this basketball court today, so please go out."

"What? Do you have the guts to say it again?"

The leader of the first group has strong muscles and looks very bluffing. If ordinary people were to meet him, he would have been scared, but the opponent was Jun Jiu.

Seeing the distance between the opponent and herself getting closer and closer, Jun Jiu frowned slightly, quickly raised the basketball in his hand to block it, and pressed it against the opponent's chest. : "Everyone in your class please disappear from the basketball court."

"You fucking——" Seeing that the man was about to explode, someone grabbed him from behind, Jun Jiu glanced away, and it turned out to be Song Yifeng who hadn't seen him for a few days.

"Cheng Hao, otherwise let's forget about it this time. We are all classmates, so don't make it too ugly." Song Yifeng held Cheng Hao back, with a worried look on his face.

"Song Yifeng, you are good at everything, but you are too soft-tempered. What is it? We are in class one, and they are in class nine. They should be the poor students who make way for us!" Cheng Hao snorted from his nose. He is very arrogant, "We still occupy this basketball court today, if you have any objections, go to the teacher!"

"It's really a good baby who hasn't been weaned. I have to ask the teacher for everything. In this case, I have nothing to say. After all, we still understand the principle of respecting the old and loving the young." After saying this, Jun Jiu turned his head just go.

"Stop!" Cheng Hao is also a hot-blooded young man, how could he stand such a stimulus, his temper suddenly came up, and he shouted with red eyes: "Then what do you want?"

"On the basketball court, it is natural that basketball will win or lose." Jun Jiu turned around as expected, and looked at him with a smile in his eyes. His attitude was not necessarily contemptuous, but it just made people feel a little contempt , "3v3, one game every 10 minutes, one game decides the winner, what do you think?"

"Okay." The other party responded without the slightest hesitation, looked at Jun Jiu as if he was looking at a dying person, and said provocatively: "It's just that besides you, there are people in your class who are willing to stand up ?"

Jun Jiu turned her head and saw that the boys in Class [-] on the sidelines couldn't help taking a step back, only the two standing in the front didn't move at all, one was indifferent and the other was arrogant.

Seeing this, the smile on her face deepened.

She raised her hand and waved towards the two of them, and said casually: "Ling Xiao, Qin Zhiyang, do you dare?"

(End of this chapter)