Chapter 103 I think Lu Yuanqiu is also very handsome
The strategy of their team is to let Lu Yuanqiu hide his dunk ability first. Although many people know that Lu Yuanqiu is good at ball, Zhang Yifei is the one who can dunk. The basketball court is a god in everyone’s eyes.
So hiding their strength can allow Zhang Yifei's team to temporarily relax their vigilance.
Lu Yuanqiu nodded: "This guy is quite high-profile."
"Bah, he's just a paper tiger! He can't beat me, Brother Qiu!"
Cao Shuang cursed.
Although he cursed Zhang Yifei, Lu Yuanqiu could see that Cao Shuang's eyes were shining when he mentioned the word "dunk".
Because they are brothers, he scolded Zhang Yifei.
Because he likes basketball, he admires Zhang Yifei.
The two are not contradictory.
After Cao Shuang finished speaking, he quickly looked at Lu Yuanqiu and said with a sincere expression: "Brother Qiu, if our class meets you, Class 28, and our class voluntarily abstains, I am the captain, and they all listen to me, I will send you to be the first in the grade directly. Let you, Class 28, represent the entire third grade of high school and beat those sophomore brats to the ground!"
Lu Yuanqiu patted him on the shoulder and sneered: "How can you compare to me? You are still in the second grade. If you meet me, fight well and you are not allowed to give up, you know?”
Cao Shuang smiled and nodded: “Okay, I will compete with you seriously this time, Brother Qiu!” "
"Yes."
After Cao Shuang left, Wang Haoran couldn't bear it and shouted in the corridor: "You Mader Zhong Jincheng! Are you okay?"
"Okay, okay!"
Zhong Jincheng's voice finally came over. He rushed down the corridor and patted Wang Haoran on the shoulder excitedly.
Wang Haoran frowned in disgust, touched his shoulder and smelled it: "Did you wash your hands?"
"No, hehe."
"I'll beat you to death!"
The two started chasing and fighting.
The five people walked out of the teaching building, and the basketball court was already surrounded by a dense group of people, students, teachers, and uniformed cinema staff.
Seeing the five of Lu Yuanqiu coming out, the girls in blue and white school uniforms on the road took a quick look, quickly gathered in a group and screamed: "Is he Zheng Yifeng? He is really handsome!"< br>
"Yes! I noticed it during the last sports meeting! He's so handsome! Why is he so handsome! He looks like a member of a men's team!"
Hearing this, Lu Yuanqiu and the others' expressions condensed .
They glanced at the group of girls who were so excited that they were stamping their feet, then silently turned their heads in unison and looked at Zheng Yifeng next to them, their eyes full of contempt.
“It’s good to be handsome...” Gao Qiang’s teeth were broken.
Wang Haoran's middle part drooped, and he was jealous like a lemon: "Zheng Yifeng is so tired..."
Lu Yuanqiu: "Damn it, can all handsome people die? Ah! "
Zheng Yifeng stood nearby, half-squinting his eyes listlessly, as if he was wandering, indifferent to all this.
At this moment, a girl turned back and glanced at Lu Yuanqiu quietly, and immediately turned around to discuss: "But I think Lu Yuanqiu is also very handsome! Very masculine!"
"Wow sisters! Sisters! Sisters! So it turns out that Lu Yuanqiu is also very handsome!" I’m not the only one who thinks so!”
“Ahhh!”
The two girls finished. Holding hands and jumping up and down excitedly.
Hearing this, Lu Yuanqiu's angry expression gradually became calmer: "Okay, I take back what I just said."
Wang Haoran, Gao Qiang, and Zhong Jincheng turned to look at him.
Lu Yuanqiu:
The second basketball game will start soon. The five people were waiting at the corresponding positions on the basketball court and found a step to sit down.
Not long after sitting down, an innocent girl wearing a blue and white school uniform and a pink hairpin hurriedly ran to Lu Yuanqiu holding several bottles of mineral water.
The five people sitting on the steps were stunned for a moment, and then they realized that the girl was Bai Qingxia.
She seemed to have run all the way, probably because she couldn't find anyone. A layer of fine sweat appeared on her fair forehead, and a few hair strands were still stuck to it.
Bai Qingxia glanced at the other four people cautiously, and was about to speak, but stopped talking.
Zhong Jincheng saw her holding several bottles of mineral water in her arms, smiled, and reached out to take it: "Thank you, classmate Bai."
Bai Qingxia frowned and took a step back warily.
Zhong Jincheng was stunned for a moment, and then he saw Bai Qingxia quickly step forward and put all three bottles of mineral water in his arms into Lu Yuanqiu's hand. "You drink alone."
After the girl finished admonishing, she added in a low voice: "Come on."
After that, she carried her schoolbag, walked to a position about five dozen meters away from them, and sat down. He held his schoolbag in front of him and silently waited for the start of the game.
Zhong Jincheng, Gao Qiang, and Wang Haoran were dumbfounded.
“I wiped it? How can we treat it differently?!”
Zheng Yifeng said quietly: "You don't even see how the jersey behind Lu Yuanqiu is different from yours."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhong Jincheng and the others immediately looked back.
“I was once promised to be the best in the world?!”
“What the hell?!”
“Why is your jersey so handsome?! I don’t accept it!”
"First rate? You're obscene, Lu Yuanqiu!"
"I'm so angry!"
Lu Yuanqiu smiled "Jie Jie Jie", opened a bottle of mineral water and poured it into his mouth proudly With.
Bai Qingxia, who was more than ten meters away, turned her head and looked at this scene from a distance. She rested her chin on the schoolbag in her arms, with a satisfied smile on her innocent face.
North basketball court area, the first basketball court.
As the referee, Wang Ping blew the whistle: "Class 28 of the senior year! Class 29 of the senior year! Get ready to compete!"
The five of Lu Yuanqiu stood up quickly. Bai Qingxia also immediately put on her schoolbag and ran over. She took the hand from Lu Yuanqiu. Here are three bottles of water.
"Hold it for me first."
The young man looked down at her and spoke.
Bai Qingxia nodded and followed the onlookers from Class 28 and Class 29 to the edge of the basketball court.
But she couldn't squeeze in, so she circled around and ran to the iron fence above the steps on the other side, where she stood and watched.
There are a total of eight games being played at the same time in the North Basketball Court area. Class 28 and Class 29 of Senior Three are one of them, in the first position.
Before the game started, the girl outside the iron net became nervous, and the conversation before Saturday's departure also sounded in her mind.
——Were you ever expected to be the best in the world? How do you know this sentence?
——I saw it in a book... It seems to suit you very well.
——Haha, okay, don’t worry, I will win the championship wearing this jersey. When I win free movie tickets, I will take you to the movie.
——In the cinema? What is a movie theater like?
——You will know when the time comes.
Outside the first basketball court, Zeng Yan, the head teacher of Class 29, said seriously: "Sheng Mao! Win their class!"
Hearing this, Liu Wei turned aside fiercely After taking a look, he shouted to the court with enough energy: "Lu Yuanqiu, win this game for me! Do you hear me?!"
Lu Yuanqiu's scalp went numb when he heard this.
These two women refuse to admit defeat.
It was Su Miaomiao who said in a sweet voice: "Class 28, come on you guys! Come on Lu Yuanqiu! Come on Zheng Yifeng!"
Hearing this voice, Zheng Yifeng used his spare time to Guang glanced at the woman outside the basketball court, and the phoenix eyes that were always squinted opened again.
Today Wang Ping specially applied to be the referee for this game. He looked at the two teams in front of him, one with pink jerseys and the other with black jerseys.
The two teams stepped forward. As captains, Lu Yuanqiu and Mao Sheng each came towards them with four teammates behind them, their expressions solemn.
Wang Ping stood in the middle of the two teams, holding a basketball in one hand and preparing to blow the whistle with the other.
"Are you ready?"
"Pfft!"
The serious atmosphere at the scene was suddenly broken with Lu Yuanqiu's burst of laughter.
He looked at Mao Sheng's serious face, smiled and turned his head: "Sorry, sorry, give me five seconds..."
(End of this chapter)
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