my sister never called brother

Seeing that Miyazaki Airi was speechless, Zhou Han shook off her hand, "Let go!"

Miyazaki Airi was stunned, not stopping Zhou Han.

Zhou Han turned around and left stubbornly.

Miyazaki Airi looked at Zhou Han's desolate back, felt a little strange, and thought——

Why did he suddenly seem like a different person? !

Chapter 92 Sorry Game

The afternoon class is not over yet.

During class, Zhou Han was a little absent-minded, thinking about Yao Xiaorui in his mind.

Facing such a girl, he panicked and didn't know how to deal with it.

Yao Xiaorui likes Zhou Han, so does Zhou Han like Yao Xiaorui?This is probably not even clear to him.

Zhou Han's feelings are like a blank sheet of paper, he has never thought about falling in love at all, so that now facing Yao Xiaorui's enthusiasm, he doesn't know what to do.

After the class teacher finished his lecture, he looked at the trash can next to Zhou Han in the distance, was stunned, and said, "Did the students on duty not take out the trash today?

The whole class was silent, and no one responded.

"Student on duty?" The head teacher was a little surprised and repeated it again.

Still no one in the class responded.

Seeing that no one made a sound, the homeroom teacher frowned in confusion. After looking at the student on duty form, he said, "Feng Jiarui, aren't you a student on duty today? Go and take out the trash."

"Hey——" Feng Jiarui lazily complained, leaning his hands on his arms, and said, "But I don't want to take out the trash..."

"You're a student on duty..." The homeroom teacher didn't expect Feng Jiarui to react like this.

"Tsk!" Feng Jiarui gasped, looked back at Zhou Han who was in a daze, and said with a smirk, "Isn't it better to ask Zhou Han to go? He is a good person, and he was on duty for his birthday yesterday... "

Zhou Han came back to his senses and glanced at Feng Jiarui.

"That's right~" The others also echoed, and said in a strange way, "Zhou Han is a good person, and he is very helpful."

The rhythm of public opinion was brought up immediately, everyone said that Zhou Han is a good person, willing to help others and so on.

Zhou Han looked at everyone one by one with a blank expression on his face. He knew that what everyone thought in their hearts was completely different from what they said.

The students just felt very happy to let Zhou Han take out the trash, as if they had won.

"This..." The head teacher looked a little embarrassed, and said, "It's not good, Zhou Han is not a student on duty."

The head teacher didn't know much about what happened in the class. He just wanted to work in peace and stability, and didn't want to get into troubled waters.

"I'll go..." Zhou Han suddenly interrupted everyone.

"..." The homeroom teacher widened his eyes and looked at Zhou Han, a little surprised.

According to the homeroom teacher's understanding, Zhou Han should be furious. How could he suddenly become so kind?

"Then...then I will trouble Zhou Han." The homeroom teacher wiped the sweat from his forehead, but in the end he chose not to meddle in other people's business.

Under everyone's gaze, Zhou Han picked up the trash can and strode out.

Miyazaki Airi looked at Zhou Han and frowned slightly, feeling that he was getting more and more strange.

Zhou Han carried the trash can and walked silently in the empty corridor, when the sound of reading aloud came——

"In the beginning of human beings, their natures are inherently good. Their natures are similar, their habits are far apart..."

Even so, it was difficult to hide the laughter behind him.

When there is a fetter in the heart, many things will become preoccupied.

on the basketball court—

Fang Yong's eyes were sharp, he dribbled the ball quickly, his movements were dazzling, and he easily changed directions to shake off his classmate Xu Zheng.

Xu Zheng looked at Fang Yong who was rushing towards the basket, and thought to himself, he is still so fast...

Xu Zheng and Fang Yong from the news department are in the same class. Every time they take physical education class, they will accompany Fang Yong as a training partner. It's not that he is looking for abuse, but that there are few classmates in the class who can play with Fang Yong.

Fang Yong accelerated again, and a strong boy who looked more than 1.9 meters tall was guarding the basket.

This strong boy is Tao Yuanwu. He is honest and honest, and he doesn't like to talk much. He and Fang Yong are both classmates and teammates of the basketball club.

Fang Yong suddenly changed direction, looking like he was about to make a three-step layup, jumping very high.

Tao Yuanwu also took off, his height of more than 1.9 meters completely obscured Fang Yong's sight.

This big hat was about to cover Fang Yong's face, but he smiled strangely...

In an instant, Fang Yong retracted the basketball that was about to layup, adjusted the direction in mid-air, and turned into a pull-up layup.

The basketball was thrown out at an intriguing angle and hit the net.

All the actions ended in a blink of an eye.

Fang Yong, who jumped up, fell to the ground and wiped his sweat with his jersey.

"You are in good condition now..." Tao Yuanwu said in a muffled voice.

"Who knows..." Fang Yong showed his shiny teeth and looked at Tao Yuanwu with an awkward smile.

"How is it?" Xu Zheng ran over, "Do you want to try a free throw?"

"Okay!" Fang Yong said boldly.

Fang Yong held the basketball, stood on the free throw line, began to dribble, looked up at the basket, Xu Zheng and Tao Yuanwu looked at him beside him.

All keep quiet.

Fang Yong held the basketball, looked at the basket, took a deep breath, and threw the basketball out with extremely standard movements.

But the moment he took the shot, his hands trembled, and Fang Yong seemed to be in the last official game in junior high school again.

It was a rare opponent, evenly matched in strength.

Two years ago, Zhongqing City Basketball Stadium——

At this time, the junior high school basketball league is being held, and the two junior high schools with the strongest basketball in the city are duel here, and the competition has reached a fever pitch.

The score of the two sides was 109-110, and Fang Yong's team was one point behind.

There was only a little more than 1 second left in the time. In order to prevent Fang Yong from shooting, the enemy team adopted foul tactics.

When Fang Yong didn't receive the ball, he fouled and successfully frozen the game to the point where free throws can determine the outcome.

Fang Yong stood on the free throw line and rubbed his hands, trying to make them dry.

"come on!"

"Come on! Captain!"

"Two free throws to kill them!"

Teammates came up one after another, patted Fang Yong's butt, and encouraged him.

Fang Yong smiled, didn't say anything, just high-fived his teammates, borrowing luck.

"Can you really make a shot? If you score a goal, you can win with your state? If you don't make a goal, you are a sinner for the school basketball team~" The enemy captain said a bad word, suppressing Fang Yong, and wanted to give him a big blow. big pressure.

"What are you talking about!? Can you shut up your stinking mouth when playing basketball?" Fang Yong's teammates rushed over.

"Yo~ Do you still want to beat someone?" The local team members rushed forward unconvinced.

"It's okay, it's okay..." Fang Yong hurriedly stopped his teammates, it would be bad if he got a technical foul.

Seeing this scene, the referee hurried up to mediate and give a warning. Looking at the guys who were taller and stronger than him, he was also a little weak, and it was really difficult to fight.

With such an anxious scene in the game, it is understandable that the players are irritable. Everyone dislikes each other. One bad word is enough to fight, especially when it is a free throw.

After the players' emotions stabilized, the referee threw the basketball to Fang Yong.

The audience are students from the two schools. They cheered non-stop and cheered for their school's team.

Fang Yong took a deep breath, dribbled the basketball a few times, and was about to shoot. He looked at the tired looks of his teammates out of the corner of his eye.

The other party's bad words really had an effect, like poisonous vines, spreading all over Fang Yong's body, he felt as if his strength had been drained all of a sudden, and only a shell remained of his heavy body.

The moment Fang Yong shot, his heart was full of pressure, what if he couldn't make the shot?The physical strength of the teammates can no longer keep up, and it is really difficult to win in overtime.

This free throw carries too many things, the dream and sweat of the basketball team for three years, if he fails to make the shot, then he will destroy the hard work of the whole team.

What is the strongest junior high school basketball team in Zhongqing City, what is the champion of the game, what is the victory celebration...

All these things will turn into mirrors, disappear like bubbles.

Fang Yong still remembers the bold words he said in front of his teammates when he was the captain of the basketball team——

I dare not say it in high school, but in junior high school, I am here!It will definitely lead everyone to become the strongest team in Zhongqing City!

That childish rhetoric seems like yesterday, and the memory is still fresh.

The basketball was flying in the air and landed heavily. Fang Yong made a three-point shot and didn't even touch the basketball net.

The audience fell silent, and Fang Yong couldn't believe it. As the leader of the first team, he actually made a three-point shot. Everyone found it incredible.

The teammates fell into a sluggish moment, a little unacceptable. It seems that the best result can only be overtime. Although the chance of winning is not high, it is worth fighting for once.

"Hush~" The basketball captain of the enemy whistled when he saw that Fang Yong missed the shot, feeling happy.

Fang Yong was sweating coldly, looked at the court floor blankly, and thought, it's over, did I bring the team to a desperate situation?is it my fault

The huge pressure hit Fang Yong hard like a heavy hammer.

Prepare for the second free throw.

Teammates stepped forward to pat Fang Yong's buttocks and continued to encourage him.

"It's okay, we can win in overtime!"

"Yes, smash their bad mouths."

"Come on, don't stress."

Fang Yong forced a smile on his face and said haha, he didn't know what to say.

The referee threw the ball to Fang Yong.

Fang Yong dribbled the ball and kept breathing heavily. He kept calming down, but his heart was like a stormy sea, and he couldn't calm down at all.

The sound of cheering from the audience has been cut off by Fang Yong, he is so nervous that he can no longer hear the surrounding voices.

Can it be won in overtime?Can our state continue to fight?Fang Yong's mind has been drowned out by the voice of doubting himself. Our three-year dream was all bet on it, but now I have ruined it...

Fang Yong looked at the basket and threw the last ball.

The huge pressure made him hallucinate, and the basket in front of him became five.

The final free throw is still three non-stick.

When Fang Yong began to doubt himself, the game was completely lost.

That's right, I'm a sinner on the school basketball team...

This was Fang Yong's last thought.

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When everyone left the Zhongqing City Basketball Stadium, Fang Yong did not leave, he hid alone in the locker room.

In the corridor, there were bursts of sound of metal hitting, echoing for a long time.

Fang Yong had a painful expression on his face, and he was smashing the distorted wardrobe in the dressing room with his hands frantically, making a loud bang.

His fist is bloody, but he doesn't know how to stop

Chapter 93 The Entrustment of Dreams

Fang Yong made a free throw, and under the watchful eyes of Xu Zheng and Tao Yuanwu, there was a non-stick.

"Ah..." Fang Yong sighed, feeling a little lost, and said, "As expected..."

"What's going on?" Xu Zheng frowned, scratched his head in bewilderment, and said, "After practicing for so long, there is no effect at all."

Tao Yuanwu remained silent, he didn't know what was going on, the game was approaching, and he was actually a little worried when something like this happened.

Fang Yong pinched his waist, looked at the basketball rolling on the ground, and shook his head.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Zhou Han coming out with a trash can alone.