The blind date went to the wrong room, but was confessed by the other party

Fangzheng breathed a sigh of relief.

But he has a long memory, and if he really gets married, he can eat one or two pills occasionally to keep in good health.

Eat like last night again, it is estimated that women will suffer far more than men.

It's just that although the medicine is not harmful, Fangzheng didn't sleep all night, and he didn't get a rest in time after being excited, and he felt sleepy all day at school during the day.

It was better in the morning, but in the afternoon Fangzheng was really sleepy, sitting in the office arranging the textbooks and suddenly fell asleep on the table.

At that time, the teacher surnamed Pan Sports in the office was also there, and Yang Xiaoxue was also there. Both of them were still busy at their workstations.

After accidentally seeing Fangzheng falling asleep on the table, the physical education teacher subconsciously glanced at Yang Xiaoxue.

He said softly, "Well, I have something to do, so I won't be going back to the office today."

After speaking, the physical education teacher took the things and walked out, leaving only Yang Xiaoxue staring strangely at the figure who closed the door cautiously.

After the physical education teacher left, Yang Xiaoxue, who was wearing a ponytail and a white top, turned to look at Fangzheng.

The man's eyes were closed, and the profile of his face looked extraordinarily delicate in the sunlight.

The woman looked up at the temperature of the air conditioner on the wall, stood up and held the remote control to increase the temperature a little bit.

Although it is summer, people are prone to catch cold after falling asleep.

So Yang Xiaoxue then took off the thin coat she had put on the seat, walked over and put it on Fangzheng lightly.

After pursing his lips and smiling at him.

Only then did he sit back at his desk and continue with his work.

Chapter 172 Surrounded by Basketball Masters

Fangzheng slept on the table for half the afternoon. Fortunately, there was no class in the afternoon, and occasionally the office came to find Fangzheng to deal with things.

Both teachers and students were sent away by Yang Xiaoxue.

So Fang Zheng waited until the school bell rang before Fang Zheng opened his eyes in confusion.

"Ok?"

He slowly sat up straight and leaned on the chair, and suddenly felt a scent on his shoulders, only to find a lady's coat draped over him when he turned around.

Fang Zheng recognized Yang Xiaoxue's clothes at a glance.

The woman was sitting not far from Fangzheng, and she also packed her things when she heard the school bell.

"Teacher Fang is awake?" She tilted her head and asked with a smile.

Fangzheng curled his mouth at Yang Xiaoxue in embarrassment: "I'm awake, thank you for Teacher Yang's coat. What class is it?"

The man handed the coat to Yang Xiaoxue, and Yang Xiaoxue put it on himself after taking it.

"It's all over, Mr. Fang, but you slept in the office all afternoon!"

"Ah?! School is over?!" He scratched his head: "I had a little insomnia last night, and I didn't expect that I could sleep for so long."

Yang Xiaoxue tidied up the things on the table, her tone didn't seem to have any special emotion, but it was sincere:

"Teacher Fang still needs to pay more attention to his health, otherwise if you are sick, sister Jiang will be distressed, and your students will feel distressed too?"

"Thanks for the reminder, I'll pay attention."

Fangzheng stood up, stretched himself, and let out a long hum: "Okay! I feel much more refreshed after a night of sleep. Let's go to the basketball court."

"Going to play again?" Yang Xiaoxue asked curiously.

Fangzheng looked at the woman: "Well, didn't this group of guys sign up for some basketball games recently, and I, as the class teacher, can't give me some guidance?"

Yang Xiaoxue pursed her lips, and stopped packing her things:

"Why don't I help Teacher Fang teach? Although the technique may not be as good as yours, there are still intermediate levels. I can go home with Yibiao after training."

"Mr. Yang can also play basketball?" He asked curiously.

Yang Xiaoxue hummed: "I taught Yibiao's basketball! When I was in junior high school, the boys in my class often played basketball. I watched it every day. If I watched too much, I would get used to it."

Fangzheng glanced at Yang Xiaoxue suspiciously.

The woman could know what he was thinking, she stood up and carried the small bag:

Word by word: "Don't look at me that way, you guessed it right, the boy I liked in junior high school is as good at basketball as you are! So I can teach myself without a teacher! That's it, Teacher Fang, what are you waiting for? Let's go! "

Fangzheng thought about it carefully, if Yang Xiaoxue went to the basketball court, although he would not play with her.

But if Jiang Xiyao saw it, there was a high probability that she would be jealous, but that woman didn't sleep last night, and there is a high probability that she won't come to school this afternoon.

Yang Xiaoxue seemed to know Fangzheng's worries, and said with a smile:

"Don't worry, I'll teach again when you're tired of teaching, and I won't have physical contact with you! I won't make Sister Jiang unhappy."

Fang Zheng chuckled: "No, let's go!"

The two went to the stadium one after the other.

The students in Class [-] of the third grade couldn't wait in the stadium.

They rushed to the basketball court as soon as the school bell rang, but Fang Zheng did not appear after waiting for more than ten minutes.

Right now, she is coming out with Yang Xiaoxue.

Naturally, everyone booed.

"Teacher Fang! You are so slow!"

"Teacher Fang, I haven't seen you all afternoon! I thought you didn't want to teach us anymore!"

...

Fangzheng walked over slowly, and Yang Xiaoxue followed him three or five steps away from Fangzheng.

"That's enough, that's enough! Why are you all arguing! Do you know how tired your teacher is from teaching you?! Besides, it's only 10 minutes after class and you're almost there!"

Ding Peng hugged the basketball and said, "Teacher Fang! We have shown our attitude this time. As our role model, you can't be tired!"

Fangzheng stared: "Fart! I'm just acting as a coach, whether you can win or not depends on your level!"

He glanced back at Yang Xiaoxue: "Today, Mr. Yang found out about our class's basketball competition, and wanted to help you, everyone applauds and welcomes you!"

As soon as the words fell, all the boys and girls in the class slapped each other with their hands and clapped their hands.

"Welcome Teacher Yang!"

"Thank you Teacher Yang for teaching us!"

Yang Xiaoxue also gently waved her hands towards everyone, pursing her lips and smiling:

"The students in Class [-] are too polite."

Fangzheng said: "It's still the same as yesterday, I'll teach you how to play for a while, and when you're almost done practicing, Teacher Yang will accompany you to play for a while, is that okay?"

The crowd nodded.

But Yang Xiaoxue said at this time:

"Mr. Fang, why don't you rest at the side first, and I'll fight with them for a while. I haven't played with Yibiao for a long time, so I want to give it a try."

Fangzheng looked at Yang Yibiao, then looked at Yang Yibiao again, smiled and hummed:

"Alright, then Teacher Yang will start first. If you are tired of teaching, then change to mine."

Yang Xiaoxue nodded: "Okay!"

Fangzheng went to sit and rest outside the field, while Yang Xiaoxue pulled up his coat and did some stretching exercises.

The ponytail swayed with the movement of the woman's body.

"Boys in Class [-], although I'm not as good at teaching as your Teacher Fang, I'm still very good at playing basketball, so please don't blame me on Teacher Fang!"

Ding Peng hugged the ball and said with a smile: "Really? Teacher Yang, are you good at basketball?"

Yang Xiaoxue said with a smile: "If you ask Yibiao, he should be very clear!"

Yang Yibiao looked at the boys with a bad expression on his face: "My sister is very strong, she taught me basketball, no worse than Teacher Fang, you all be careful!"

Seeing Yang Yibiao's cautious look, the men nodded and started to get serious.

After Yang Xiaoxue finished the stretching exercise, she waved her hand, and Ding Peng threw the basketball to Yang Xiaoxue.

"Then let's start?!"

Yang Xiaoxue made a dribbling gesture, and the boys quickly formed up to defend Yang Xiaoxue's ball.

But what was surprising was that Yang Xiaoxue looked thin, and usually walked in a leisurely manner, but when she picked up the ball, she was extremely fast.

After a few fake moves, after passing through the defensive line, he made a three-step layup, and no one else could stop him.

After Yang Xiaoxue scored the first ball into the frame, the girls in Class [-] cheered, but the men were all dumbfounded.

"Come again!"

After letting go of several balls one after another, the boys gradually began to have a new understanding of their English teachers.

In the end, it was Li Yukun who panted unintentionally and said:

"Teacher Yang?! You learned this ball from Teacher Fang, right? No matter how you look at it, it's all the same technique? There's no way to stop it!"

Yang Xiaoxue slapped the basketball: "I told you not to underestimate me, let's continue!"

Chapter 173 Jiang Xiyao Appearing on the Basketball Court

In fact, Yang Xiaoxue's steps can be seen by anyone with a little experience in the industry, and they are similar to Fang Zheng's.

After all, the boys fought with Fang Zheng for a long time yesterday, and seeing that the two of them had similar steps today, they deliberately used yesterday's formation to defend.

Fortunately, Yang Xiaoxue was not as good as Fangzheng in certain details.

On average, three or four of the ten balls can be grabbed by the boys.

Fangzheng was sitting on the curb, and the girls were all around Fangzheng. Most of the eyes of the crowd were actually focused on Yang Xiaoxue.

The man looked at the scene and frowned faintly.

In my memory, when I was playing basketball with my classmates in junior high school, there were indeed girls gathered around and watching curiously from a distance every time.

As for Yang Xiaoxue's playing style is similar to his own, this...Fang Zheng is also puzzled, after all, basketball is such a thing.

Although the general direction is the same, many steps and details are played in their own way.

If two people have similar steps, it can only be said that one of them must have learned the strengths of others and turned them into his own.

But if this is the case, Teacher Yang has naturally watched her play. Could it be that she learned it in the past two days?

It's unrealistic, or maybe I and Teacher Yang were in the same school before?

Not impressed at all.

But if she is really her classmate, then combined with what she said before, um, is the problem a little more serious.

Yang Xiaoxue played ball with the boys for a long time, and finally she was gradually exhausted, so she took a break.

The woman was panting while holding the basketball, her chest heaving, and the boys were also bending over to support their knees.

"Teacher Yang, you are too strong! Are all the teachers in the school like this crouching tiger, hidden dragon?!"

"Sister, take a break, take a break! You let us discuss tactics."

Yang Xiaoxue threw the ball to Yang Yibiao: "Then take a break, and Yibiao will go buy some water for your classmates!"

Yang Yibiao hummed half-deadly, waved his hand, and several boys followed Yang Yibiao to the school's supermarket.

The woman pulled down the zipper of her jacket a little, and after playing for half an hour, her forehead was already dripping with sweat.

Yang Xiaoxue came to Fangzheng's side and sat down, every time the woman would deliberately sit with Fangzheng at a distance from them.

The woman excitedly said that Mr. Yang is so handsome.

Fangzheng also took a look at Yang Xiaoxue who was sitting on the side resting: "Mr. Yang has worked hard."

Yang Xiaoxue smiled at Fangzheng: "What's the hard work? It's just that I don't teach well. I basically take care of myself and fight. I still have to work hard for Teacher Fang later."

Fangzheng replied: "It's already very good. By the way, Mr. Yang, can I ask a little more about your playing skills..."

Yang Xiaoxueyu stopped wiping the sweat with her hands, and stood up with a smile.