Chapter 242: Let’s have fun like this, right?
“Wanting to quarrel” is a major motivation for Zatan’s writing.
Li Yan only regretted that she was not typing fast enough to record all the thoughts racing in her brain.
But this kind of talk should not be verbose.
Words have power only if they are to the point.
After writing 5,000 words, I deleted, deleted, and edited only 2,000 words. I added to 5,000 words and deleted them again...
The moment Li Yan finished writing, he felt a hearty energy rush from Tianling Gai to soles of feet.
Ding!
[Composition +1, level 4 skills, total 60]
Since the Chinese language reached the 60% progress bar, the composition also began to improve rapidly, and the radiation effect plus continuous accumulation soon arrived. 59 points, but this point is too short to make a difference.
Li Yan once thought that he needed to rely on "English composition" to improve himself, but now he looks at it...
It turns out that he has never quarreled with anyone before!
Using the pen as a gun is still fun. The war of literati is also very interesting.
As soon as the roommates returned, they saw that Li Yan's face was a little red, and they all showed frightened expressions.
“Lao Yan, you have to control yourself!”
Then Lin Heng received a tissue cannon from Li Yan.
There are actually many things in May, but inexplicably, none of these things will bother him before Friday, May 15th.
In fact, compared to painting auctions, record production, essay results, etc., basketball games are indeed not worth mentioning in terms of influence.
But since even God has arranged for you to enjoy this wonderful period, then just devote yourself to it.
What’s more, the little beauty also sent a message: I will go watch your game on Friday afternoon.
Li Yan: I’m so confident. If I lose in the semifinals, I won’t be able to win.
Wei Yunzhi: You won’t lose.
Li Yan: Of course.
The time soon came to Friday afternoon. Under normal circumstances, only the two classes participating in the finals should be left to watch the game, but the scenes on three floors and three outside really surprised Li Yan.
“Is the basketball atmosphere in New Taipei No. 1 Middle School so strong?”
"Look at the ratio of men to women." Chen Fan said.
Hmm... At the junior high school basketball game, the ratio of male to female spectators actually reached one to one, and the girls even slightly outnumbered the boys.
"Understood, Lao Yan, a group of spectators are obviously not here for basketball." Lin Heng smirked, "Where's the senior sister, is she here to watch basketball?"
< br>"Don't spend the whole day looking after me, my senior," said Li Yan. She was looking around for Wei Yunzhi's figure, but she came over after school to take some time. It didn't matter. Anyway, the green Rongxi Middle School uniform was very conspicuous. "Seriously, this game is for the championship. Let's just laugh and joke. Don't really think about giving me assists or anything. Winning is the last word."
"Ayan, don't be nervous, we Just kidding.”
"That's okay, basketball is played for brothers," Li Yan raised his right hand, "In our eyes, we only have the championship!"
But during the warm-up, the members of Class Zero discovered something not good. things.
The referee of this game is still Xu Xin.
In fact, it’s easy to understand. He is the captain of the school team and also serves as the referee for the school team’s training games.
New Taipei No. 1 Middle School has never paid much attention to sports. The physical education teachers will come to watch the games and manage them, but they do not participate in the refereeing work.
After this calculation, Xu Xin still has the highest standard of referee configuration.
The overtime work on Friday afternoon was particularly painful. Except for the coach of the basketball team and the head teachers of the two classes, there were no other teachers to be seen.
Guo Qiwen was surrounded by girls headed by Su Ya and was forced to become the cheerleader commander.
The configuration of Class 9 is undoubtedly the strongest. Before Li Yan’s amazing performance in the class game, Qiu Li, who was considered the undisputed number one player in basketball in the first grade of junior high school, plus several good physical fitness players Among the sports students, there is one who is only slightly inferior to Li Ruofei and is also a member of the youth team in a small town.
Compared to squad 10, who are all soldiers, they have nuclear weapons Qiu Li; compared to squad 7, who are technologically advanced with twin stars, they have powerful bodies to push back.
Physical fitness is the only way to dominate youth competitions.
Li Yan vaguely remembers how in his previous life at Lincheng No. 1 Middle School, a class with four champion sports students in both sprinting and long jump used extremely rough techniques and exaggerated counterattacks to upset the top basketball class.
It’s definitely a tough battle! Li Yan felt full of strength and was eager to play.
As Xu Xin blows the whistle, the game begins!
Li Yan still used exaggerated bounce to win the ball. Both sides were unfamiliar with each other at the beginning, and testing was the first priority, so there was no special strategy.
It can be seen from the previous duel that Qiu Li is a proud man, and he should also want to defend Li Yan alone on the first ball.
The players from both sides actually formed a tacit understanding, almost standing on both sides watching the two stars duel.
This time it’s different. A smile appeared on Li Yan’s lips. “Classmate Qiu, the all-out effort you’ve been waiting for is coming, but you have to ask yourself if you can keep up!”
Li Yan didn't change directions or mislead him. He just relied on speed, moving like a rabbit.
Qiu Li's eyes widened in shock at the speed, and he couldn't keep up with the sideways movement. He leaned against Li Yan and pushed outwards actively, and at the same time, he pulled Li Yan's shoulder with his right hand.
Li Yan was affected by this foul action and did not rush in. After an emergency stop, he withdrew his hand and shot. The ball bounced out of the frame.
"Guard it!" Li Yan heard a member of Class 9 shouting.
Guard you, you fucking big watermelon, don’t call for fouls, encourage confrontation, right?
At least at this time, Li Yan didn't think that the basketball captain would avenge his private revenge under so many people's attention.
Not to mention this is not a grudge...
Class 9, who took off the rebound, immediately started running in super running mode. The two of them ran under the basket of Class 0 at full speed. Qiu Li, as a transfer station, received the ball and threw it immediately.
But Li Yan also rushed over and jumped at the same moment as the Class 9 track and field student's stiff layup shot, and directly slapped the basketball away.
Beep! The referee blew the whistle.
"No. 23 of Class Zero committed a foul, and No. 15 of Class Nine made two free throws."
foul?
Before Li Yan said anything, Li Ruofei rushed forward to argue, but was quickly defeated when the referee repeatedly waved his hands and signaled to the teacher.
"Ayan, I said chasing the hat is dangerous."
"Okay, it's okay, continue."
The ball was picked up by the audience, and it was light. The land was thrown to Li Yan.
This familiar figure is actually Wei Yunzhi wearing the uniform of New Taipei No. 1 Middle School?
The little beauty made a "hush" gesture with a smile, and then patted a tall girl next door, "I also have friends from New Taipei No. 1 Middle School, come on."
It's amazing, just now The anger disappeared and I was full of motivation in no time! What power is this?
“The scale of action in this game may be quite large, so please be careful.”
Since confrontation is encouraged, don’t blame me for being cruel.
Li Yan rarely called a pick-and-roll, switched to the thinnest player in Class 9, and then directly ran his body into the way.
The little man couldn't stop him at all. Li Yan stepped back as soon as he exerted his strength, and was almost pushed to the basket.
However, when Li Yan was about to complete a layup easily and freely, No. 15 rushed over from the side and directly grabbed Li Yan's arm, causing the layup to be short.
No whistle!
Class 9 just took the rebound and pushed for a fast break, hitting 3-0.
At this point Li Yan couldn't stand it anymore, and walked towards Xu Xin with a cold face, "Brother, I'm chasing the hat without even touching the corner of my clothes. It's a foul. If he holds my hand, it's not a foul, right?"
"I didn't see it." Xu Xin said expressionlessly.
"Then I can knock him out."
"Say such a thing and give me a warning."
Li Yan ignored Xu Xin and waited for Li Ruofei to pass with the ball. At halftime, he motioned to give him the ball.
The moment he got the ball, Li Yan jumped up. He passed the defender like a wolf and took off with a long stride.
This ball is so powerful!
The center of Class 9 wanted to go forward, but seeing Li Yan's expression, movements, and speed, he instinctively took a small step back.
Just play ball, just live.
Then he watched Li Yan smash the frame vigorously.
I never thought that someone would dunk the basketball hoop on the junior high school campus.
So there was a metallic sound like it was falling apart, and the screws and the ball frame were wailing.
"Li Yan," the coach of the basketball team actually said, "stop dunking, the basket will be broken later."
Li Yan, who landed over there, was high-fiving his teammates. He put on a ferocious expression in response to the exclamations of his classmates in the audience. He was so invested that he was getting angry, but he was extinguished by such a word.
Damn it, I tried my best to dunk hard, but it was wiped out by off-court factors.
Double-standard whistleblowing, Class 9 is also very good at giving foul-level physical confrontations, and now even the coach is saying such nonsense.
It was only then that Li Yan came back to her senses.
Xu Xin's "public revenge for private revenge" is just an excuse.
Class 9 has the only ace who joined the basketball team in the first grade of junior high school. They have the daily training of the basketball team, and maybe also the guidance of the basketball team coach. They cannot afford to lose.
Especially not to lose to a zero class where "only two people can play ball".
Those who don’t want to be slapped in the face are the entire basketball team of New Taipei No. 1 Middle School.
(End of this chapter)