Learning Demon Cultivation System

Everyone hurriedly looked back, not daring to look at him.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Qinghua asked.

"It's him, wandering around the gate of our school with a group of people... It's scary." Zhang Xiaoke swallowed, "You guys...be careful."

The team members were a little panicked.

Jiang Qinghua, on the other hand, laughed as if nothing was wrong: "It's nothing, I know Ling Shijie well, it's not that I haven't played with him before, I'll leave Ling Shijie to me as long as I play, don't worry about it."

"I'll wait for the opportunity to make up for it," Li Zheng said.

Liu Xin also thumped his chest hard: "I crossed the line against Qiao Bixia. I am not afraid of anyone on the court."

Amidst the laughter, more students gathered on the sidelines.

Tang Zhifei led the team and brought almost the whole team to the sidelines to cheer.

Lin Yujing stayed in the classroom and slept on her stomach because of a cold.

Li Zheng felt very sorry.

She is a master of resilience.

I can only find a way to squeeze more juice from Zhang Xiaoke.

At 12:30, 10 minutes before the start of the match, the vast majority of the two classes had already gathered on the sidelines.

Many people from other classes who didn't compete today also came, and some people from the first and third year of high school also came to watch the fun, and of course Jiang Qinghua's traditional fangirl group was indispensable among them.

Of course, there are also a few supporters of Ling Shijie.

After all, when one is still young, it is easier to worship such barbaric powerhouses when one's mind is still immature.

As for the other venue, because it was a battle between liberal arts classes, there were very few spectators.

No way, it is not easy for them to select 10 boys who can shoot the ball.

Before the game started, Jiang Qinghua's fan club shouted "Jiang Shuai Jiang Shuai MVP!"

Li Zheng looked sideways, and it was the two younger sisters who were leading the way.

This organizational ability is very good.

You will be my important draw object.

Just as the competition was about to start, a big bald head suddenly appeared at the school gate.

"Li Zheng, come here!"

Following the sound, Qiao Sheng was waving his hands with a big backpack on his back.

Li Zheng panicked.

At this time, Teacher Hu should still be in the operating room.

Could something be wrong?

He hurried over.

But Qiao Sheng was sweating profusely, and he dragged Li Zheng to the sports group: "I forgot the important thing... Come with me."

"Is there anything bigger than Teacher Hu?"

"Chunmei's operation is complete, no problem, it's perfect, so I slipped out to give you something." Qiao Sheng hurriedly dragged Li Zheng into the room.

In the office, two male physical education teachers had just hung up their whistles and were about to go out.

Qiao Sheng immediately stopped the two of them: "Who will play the ball between Class [-] and Class [-]?"

"I'm blowing," a tall Dazhong teacher asked, "what's the matter, Brother Sheng?"

"This, Li Zheng." Qiao Sheng immediately introduced, "My brother from Class [-], do you understand what I mean?"

"Understood, Brother Sheng." The tall teacher nodded tremblingly.

"Okay, let's go." Qiao Sheng sent the two away.

Li Zheng always thought that although Yinghu Middle School was of average level, its school spirit and discipline were acceptable, and there were no bad bullies.

He was wrong.

It turned out that the bad guys were among the teachers.

Without further ado, Qiao Sheng took out a set of sports vest and shorts with a white background and blue borders from his bag.

"Shougang team uniform, pure and genuine, I have been hiding it for several years." Qiao Sheng began to pick up Li Zheng's clothes as he spoke, "At the scene of winning the championship in 2015, the old horse signed it."

Li Zheng trembled.

"Stop dawdling, take it off quickly." Qiao Sheng urged, "You put it on, I have to go back to the hospital quickly."

"It's too precious, Teacher Qiao."

"It's expensive, you can buy it anywhere, I know someone from the club, so I went over to sign it." Qiao Sheng looked at Li Zheng's short-sleeved school uniform and scolded, "How can my brother be so careless, change it quickly. "

"forget it."

"Still grinding? The competition has begun."

"..."

……

Under Qiao Sheng's pressure, Li Zheng had no choice but to change into this team uniform.

He didn't know that this was a hole that Lao Li accidentally dug for him.

Jijing Shougang, the most famous local basketball team, is also a traditional CBA team.

Now Li Zheng is wearing the No. 3 uniform.

This number belongs to Shougang's legendary foreign aid, super MVP, Stephen Marbury.

Put on such a suit.

no doubt.

That's quite a shame.

Not to mention school, even on the field, it's a shame.

But Li Zheng had to admit it.

This basketball jersey is really comfortable.

I feel like my body is floating a little bit.

Coupled with the KD12 basketball shoes that have been run-in.

It's really too strong.

"O**K!" Qiao Sheng patted Li Zheng with satisfaction, "I'm in a hurry to go back to the hospital, so I won't watch your game."

"Well, I will return it to you after the game."

"What a fart, hurry up!"

Chapter 65 You Are Loud

at the same time.

The school's supreme secret realm, Class One, Senior Three.

"Why do you sleep, watch the ball." Qiao Bixia moved Xu Mengxi's table and shook it.

"I'm really sleepy... Sister Xia, please let me go..." Xu Mengxi lay on the chinchilla pillow, hugging the sides of the table.

"No, there are four shifts today, Jiang Shuai Youtong and his class."

"Then I have to sleep even more..." Xu Mengxi kept shaking his head, "Besides, I can't understand it."

"I'm not going to explain it." Qiao Bixia didn't care about it, and picked up Xu Mengxi.

"Hey hey!" Xu Mengxi struggled to get out, "At least let me read this book."

"Pretentious." Qiao Bixia clapped her hands and smiled at the girls in the front row, "Mengxi went to watch their little milk dog competition."

"Yeah?" The girl raised her head alertly, and repeated in a louder voice, "Mengxi is going to watch the competition of a boy who likes her?"

"Mengxi goes to watch the boys' competition she likes?"

"Mengxi went to watch her boyfriend's game?"

Hula Hula, the whole class is surging.

All go out.

What Xu Mengxi was afraid of would happen.

It is because I am afraid of being said that I want to sleep and hide.

"Qiao Bixia..." She held the book and said aggrievedly, "If you talk about me again... I will... I will... I will..."

"Look, you can't do anything." Qiao Bixia laughed, hugged her and walked out.

Xu Mengxi hugged her head, wanting to cry but no tears.

Careless in making friends.

……

On the basketball court, the physical education teacher stood on the center line and reiterated the rules to both sides.

"The game is divided into two halves, 15 minutes each, for a total of 30 minutes."

"Ten minutes at halftime."

"During the game, you can call me to make a substitution when the ball is dead. We are amateurs, so we don't call a timeout."

"Three fouls sent off."

"Serious fouls are directly punished."

"No problem, let's kick off."

Ling Shijie smiled and said, "What is a serious foul, Mr. Wang?"

"Poverty, what the hell is poor?" Physical Education Teacher Wang turned to Jiang Qinghua, "Is there any problem with Class Four?"

Jiang Qinghua quickly raised his hand: "One of our main players went to the bathroom."

"Heh." Ling Shijie spat and laughed, "Look, I scared you, so I'll beat you normally and not bully you."

Teacher Wang also glanced at his watch: "It's time, let's switch to someone from Class [-]."

After finishing speaking, he was about to blow the whistle when he suddenly remembered something and asked Jiang Qinghua, "Is the one who went to the toilet the classmate with the fluffy hair? Is it called Li Zheng?"

"Correct."

"Oh...then this...people have three urgencies, there is no way, just wait." Teacher Wang looked at the scenery with his hands behind his back.

"..."

In another venue, two liberal arts classes have already started.

The ten boys were all limp, and there was nothing they could do.

The venue here is still waiting for someone.

Just when everyone was complaining and was about to start scolding.

A strange hunk trots into the arena.

Unlike the rest of the players who wore T-shirts and jerseys.

He was wearing a Shougang team uniform, as if he had just finished playing a professional league.

Shame makes people shudder.

Especially the people in the second class opposite.

"Who is this forcing?"

"Do you want to be so shameless..."