Fake Slackers

"Don't you like fouling?" He Zhao walked halfway, bent down to pick up the ball that Wanda missed just now, exerted strength with his wrist, dribbled the ball a few times, and said in a tone of voice that couldn't tell the emotion, "Go ahead and commit fouls." ah."

Xie Yu didn't speak.

He jumped directly from the fence of the stand, put his hands on the railing, jumped over the whole person, and walked unhurriedly to the team of the third class amidst the sound of boiling.

The two teams stood facing each other.

After He Zhao finished speaking, he threw the ball backhand to the fourth class, and the ball landed right at Liang Hui's feet.

Liang Hui's statement that he was not afraid of the two school bullies opposite him must be a lie.

Although he usually walks sideways in the class, he only dares to be sideways in the nest, a typical bullying and fearing the hard.But now under the watchful eyes of everyone, with so many pairs of eyes staring at him, his rapidly inflated self-esteem and desire to win and lose made him unable to care so much.

The referee blew his whistle a few more times, stood between the two teams, and separated them, for fear that the two teams would fight.Especially those people in the stands are still fanning the flames and booing.

The members of the fourth class were also completely enraged, they stood up and shouted: "Brother Hui, come on!"

The referee's head got dizzy: "Calm down, what are you doing, playing ball or fighting...Competition comes second and friendship comes first."

At first, Liang Hui didn't quite understand what He Zhao meant by asking them to 'continue to commit crimes'.

It wasn't until He Zhao and his reorganized team got together to discuss the tactics temporarily and then went back on the field that he realized the meaning of this sentence: So what if there is a foul.

You can't even find a chance for fouls.

He Zhao watched in the stands for 10 minutes just now, and he has almost figured out the routines of the group of the fourth class: "Later, you cooperate with Lao Xie, he has a strong breakthrough ability, and he plays fast breaks, but if he fights, he will not recognize his relatives, so don't cooperate with him." I count on it... Be careful not to be accidentally injured by him. Then the sports committee will focus on No. [-], and I will focus on Liang Hui, and shoot them to death."

The referee was blind and unable to rule by law, so he could only prevent the team from the fourth class from getting together to cover the foul, and strive to get the score back in the second half.

Luo Wenqiang was surprised by He Chao's ability to observe the field. He froze for two seconds, then nodded repeatedly: "Okay, I will pay attention, and don't let Brother Yu hurt me."

Xie Yu was not very happy, frowned and said, "Me?"

"What are you?" He Chao put his hand on Xie Yu's neck and leaned closer and said, "You, solo player, eternal lone wolf, don't even think about it."

He Chao organized a menacing fast break when he came on the court, leaving the home field to Xie Yu completely. The four gangs had never encountered such a wild style of play, and they were immediately stunned by the attack.

With He Zhao staring at Liang Hui, he could only watch as Xie Yu passed two people in a row after getting the ball, without giving anyone a chance to get close.

The attack was too fierce for the two of them to guard against.

"Brother Hui!"

The No. [-] jersey from Class [-] managed to get out of Luo Wenqiang's control, but he still didn't have time to go up and stop Xie Yu. He shouted in desperation: "Stop!"

Liang Hui let out a "fuck" and thought to himself, stop him, He Chaofang is like guarding against a thief, he can't get through it at all.

The moment the ball hit the basket and fell into the basket, all the third class in the stands stood up and said "oh--" for a while.

Xie Yu's cooperation wasn't that bad.

Since the first half month of preparations for the basketball game, he has also played with them a few times.During this period, Luo Wenqiang's defensive skills have improved significantly, which is achieved through several one-on-one matches with Xie Yu.

Xie Yu scored the goal and took two steps back, just to He Chao's side, and the two clapped their hands together.

He Zhao pulled his collar and fanned the wind twice, smiled and said, "My kid is so handsome."

Xie Yu changed his position and was about to go back to defense. He said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "...my boyfriend is also very handsome."

Luo Wenqiang almost sprained his foot just now. Standing under the basket, he secretly moved his ankle while taking advantage of this time, and at the same time noticed that his eye sockets were a little hot: My god, a man's blood.

"Brother Yu! Cool!"

"It's so handsome! Fuck them!"

Hearing these voices in his ears, Liang Hui secretly exhaled, his chest heaved violently for a while, he bent down slightly, dribbled the ball in his hands, and his eyes were dark: "Fuck."

The third squad returned to defense, and the fourth squad began to dominate.

Liang Hui attacked with the ball, thinking that he could turn the situation around, but Xie Yu turned offense into defense and directly copied his ball, even omitting the step of confrontation.

After two trips, Liang Hui gradually figured out the combat routine of the third squad. Two people couldn't guard him, so three people defended him: "Defend him to death, fuck it, guard Xie Yu, and the rest It's all easy to fix."

Liang Hui planned very well, he wanted to control Xie Yu, maintain the score of the two teams, and press the third class to prevent them from catching up too fast.

This trick hit He Chao's heart.

The people in the fourth squad thought that Xie Yu was the main attacker, and He Chao was the defender who organized the entire team's actions. Unexpectedly, after Xie Yu was guarded by them, the main attack this round became He Chao.

He Chao's feints and routines emerged endlessly, playing like a prank, directly bringing the score up after a few rounds.

"..."

In the stands, only the third class was shouting, and the morale of the fourth class was getting lower and lower.

"Strike." Xie Yu was sweating, and pulled down the zipper of his coat a little bit, barely stuck in his chest. Only then did he remember to look at the scoreboard next to him, "It's still one point away."

He Zhao: "It's a matter of minutes."

There is less than half a minute left before the end of the game, only one goal away.

The group of Class Three quickened their tempo.

No one noticed that while Liang Hui was defending, he gave the No. [-] jersey next to him a strange look. No. [-] nodded calmly. He was still blocking Xie Yu's ball, but suddenly let out a scream , the whole person retreated again and again, and finally fell to the ground.

Number Six fell to the ground and shouted, "Referee—he hit me!"

Liang Hui: "He hit someone with the ball!"

Xie Yu didn't expect them to break through the lower limit, shameless to this point: "You fucking..."

"Stop playing fouls and change to Pingci. Your team plays Pongci very smoothly." He Zhaogang took the ball from Xie Yu and stopped when he heard this. "Say it again? Who hit you?"

The scene was out of control. People from the two classes came down from the stands and gathered together, pushing and shoving each other.

"Don't make noise, don't do anything, friendship comes first!" The referee blew his whistle several times, but still couldn't control the chaotic situation, and shouted again with the whistle in his mouth, "——friendship comes first!"

Two 10 minutes later.

The two classes stood at the door of Mad Dog's office together, and stood in two long rows along the corridor.

"What's the matter with your two classes, huh?! Playing basketball is so exciting that the basketball court is not enough for you to perform. What do you mean? Do you want to build a boxing ring for you? Hold a free fighting competition?"

"..."

Mad Dog was planning to go to the conference room for a meeting, and everything was packed, but unexpectedly, another accident happened in the basketball game. This time, it was not just the conflict between the two basketball teams—it was the two classes. People have friction.

The mad dog cursed a few words, but the people in the fourth class were not convinced, and still shouted: "It was them first..."

Xie Yu was so annoyed by these people, and was about to scold back, when He Zhao touched him with the back of his hand: "Stop talking."

"Hasn't it been noisy enough?" Mad Dog's face darkened, and he brought up a set of words that he had said several times last year, "Basketball games are a fart, don't even think about it in the future, just go kick the shuttlecock for me—"

The two stood at the end of the row. Xie Yu heard Mad Dog say this and realized what He Zhao meant by "stop talking".

Mad Dog finally helped them win the basketball game back, but now this kind of thing happened again.

A few gusts of wind blew over from the corridor, and Xie Yu was quite sobered by the blow.

All of the third class lowered their heads and didn't speak any more, allowing the mad dog to scold more and more fiercely, looking as if they were wronged.

Crazy Dog almost gave up, as the class was approaching, he didn't want to delay the class time of the two classes, so he slowed down, and finally said: "You guys should reflect on yourself, go back and write a self-criticism each, and submit it to my office tomorrow morning. Two thousand words, if there is one word missing, you will come to me tomorrow with your heads up!"

After the mad dog left, the two classes looked at each other with disgust. Xie Yu was about to go downstairs when he heard Liang Hui sneer from behind.

Xie Yu stopped walking.

He Zhao pulled him, afraid that according to the child's violent temper, he would press Liang Hui to the ground without saying a word: "Okay, Lao Tang's class is next."

However, Liang Hui dragged his tone and said in a strange way: "Old Tang in your class who harassed students and was expelled from a key school."

"..."

He Zhao let go of his hand: "What the hell are you talking about?"

When Old Tang temporarily transferred to No. [-] Middle School last semester, there were different opinions and rumors.

Some say it was dug out by the No. [-] Middle School with a lot of money, and there is also a version that says he committed a crime in the original school. This version was popular in the school post bar for a while, and later the post was deleted by the administrator. really.

Liang Hui splashed the dirty water as soon as he said it, and he had no backbone to fight with them at the door of the teaching office after splashing.

He had suffered a lot on the basketball court just now, Xie Yu's punch hit his abdomen, and it still hurts until now: "I don't want to leave after school tomorrow night."

Xie Yu raised his brows, the tone of this kind of appointment is very familiar, he was about to ask "where to play", when Liang Hui skillfully reported a series of game names, time and place.

"—"Genesis" Duanqingya! At nine o'clock in the evening, I will ask your class if you dare to come!"

All three classes: "..."

"Genesis" is a popular online game that has emerged in the past two years. It is popular on campus, and almost everyone has an account.

Xie Yu recalled that during the summer vacation, Zhou Dalei ran out to fight for Ziwu because he was addicted to "Genesis". In the end, he met He Chao by accident and squatted in the bureau to write a self-criticism face to face.

Looking at Liang Hui's face, Xie Yu felt that he was becoming more and more unable to figure out what kind of shit was in that idiot's mind.