Host, You're Targeted

Such a small episode before the game did not affect the confidence of a class in the basketball game. Moreover, the class teacher in the first row with the class teacher as the C position helped to boost the morale of the class.

Sitting together, the two classes were at daggers drawn. Class one was eager to put his nostrils on the face of class 9 students. The implication was: our teachers have come to cheer us up! We won't lose!

Although there is no cheerleading team led by Mr. Niu, the momentum of class 9 students is not lost.

When class one looked up at them with pride, each of them opened the zipper of their school uniform coat, and took out the "five-year college entrance examination and three-year simulation" from the inside of their clothes, blocking the line of sight of the first class students.

All kinds of different background colors of "five years college entrance examination three years simulation" above are eight three-dimensional yellow big characters, in the afternoon sun against the light, dazzlingly stimulate the eyes of a class of students, as if to say: no matter what rubbish you say before the competition, it will rebound! Bounce back!

Xia Cifeng pulled the bottom of the white short sleeve shirt that he was wearing inside the white ball suit. Looking at the viewing area, he took out the class 9 students from "May 3" one after another, and couldn't help laughing.

"What are they doing? Class nine is very witty

The sports committee bravely patted him on the shoulder and said, "brother Feng, we are a class."

Xia Cifeng saw the team of class 9 opposite through the thick arm of the sports committee. Sheng Yinzhou, wearing a pink and white team uniform, was wearing a white short sleeve. Standing with the students, he looked pale.

The pink clothes are very picky. Several students in class 9 have not come back from the military training in a dark sun. Standing next to the white Shengyin boat, they are just like Antarctica and Africa.

The monitor of class 9 didn't take part in the competition. He was saying something next to the team. Sheng Yinzhou stood far away, so he bent over to listen. He was so tender that he could drop water.

Xia Cifeng took his sight back from Sheng Yinzhou, patted the shoulder of the sports committee in front of him, grinned and symbolically grinned, "well, I know I'm not in the same class with Sheng Yinzhou."

The Sports Commission: Who asked if you are in the same class with Sheng Yinzhou!

Class one and Class Nine formed a circle at both ends of the basketball court to cheer up. The two teams clapped their hands again and the game began.

The referee whistled and left the court. Xia Zifeng quickly grabbed the ball under the cover of everyone. Unexpectedly, the first pink appeared in front of him was Sheng Yinzhou.

"Hello

Xia CI Feng ignores a group of people who can't stop at all, holding the ball in both hands and smiling at Sheng Yinzhou.

Sheng Yinzhou was completely free from his interference and rushed up to grab his ball. Who knows he suddenly turned a curve, and his back was close to Sheng Yinzhou's back to bypass him. He jumped up to be a three-point ball.

The basketball hit the frame for a while, circled a few times, or fell into the basket.

A burst of shrieks and applause broke out in the first class. Xia Zifeng turned around and looked at Sheng Yinzhou, who had been quietly taking advantage of him just now. He laughed like a silly boy who robbed others' toys.

Sheng Yinzhou, who had been taken advantage of for a while, was looking at him from a distance, and her heroic eyebrows slowly frowned.

Xia Cifeng seemed to remind him deliberately, holding the ball in one hand and poking it gently behind his waist with the other.

At that moment, Sheng Yinzhou felt that his hand which had just slipped behind him seemed to touch himself through the air.