custom rival

Friday.

Xi Zhikong stood at the entrance of the teaching building, hugged Jiang Yan's clothes and looked up at the dark clouds with a sad face, thinking that the weather forecast was accurate—it was indeed pouring rain, but luckily he had prepared a big umbrella in advance, Otherwise, when he and Jiang Yan walked from the classroom to the gymnasium in the rain, they wouldn't have to play the ball game.

Jiang Yan changed into his jersey from the classroom, and now he can see the skin that others can't see normally. Sun Chenxuan joked: "Yo, unexpectedly, Yan Yan is really 'skin white and beautiful'."

"Can you recommend my 'whitening recipe'?" Jiang Yan then hooked his finger at Sun Chenxuan, unexpectedly he actually leaned over.

"Born." Jiang Yan said.

Sun Chenxuan punched his arm, and was shocked by the firm touch again. He sincerely admired: "Wow... it's still real..." After speaking, he touched his arm again.

"You guys who are groping around—" Xi Zhikong coughed twice, leaned against the wall with his arms folded and glanced at Jiang Yan squintingly, "Are you going? If not, I'm going."

"It's not 'us', it's Sun Chenxuan who envies me unilaterally, why would I be interested in his shriveled figure!" Jiang Yan chased after him and got under Xi Zhikong's umbrella, hugging his shoulders flatteringly Take him a little under the umbrella.

Sun Chenxuan stood there frowning and looked at the two people whose backs were gradually hidden in the rain and mist. After waiting for a long time, Jiang Zhehui didn't come down, so he turned back and shouted upstairs: "Jiang Zhehui! If you don't come down, I'm leaving!"

Judging from Cao Mu's previous publicity efforts, there should be quite a lot of people watching this game, but the weather is not good. Many people rushed home after school when they saw it was raining. In the end, even the originally agreed to come None of the teachers came.

Jiang Yan, He Xing, Shu Jiyue and two other classmates started the friendly match in the second class. Jiang Zhehui sat on the bench and carefully analyzed the data with a notebook.Sun Chenxuan was placed on the bench because of a back injury, and he sat on the bench angrily, crossing his arms and chattering nonstop, so annoyed that Xi Zhikong got up and changed positions with Jiang Zhehui.

The five of them were already preparing to warm up. Shu Jiyue looked around, called Jiang Yan and He Xing aside and said, "Cao Mu has a lot of tricks, Jiang Yan, you must be careful of him under the backboard. As for He Xing , prevent Cao Mu and try to create opportunities for Jiang Yan, and I will cooperate with Jiang Yan."

He Xing glanced at Cao Mu, who was also warming up for warm-up activities, and said with a sneer, "You can beat him in a fight, but you can also play a ball."

"How do you know Cao Mu so well?" Jiang Yan looked Shu Jiyue up and down, scanned the auditorium, and saw Lin Tongrui sitting upright in a corner, "Reconcile with my brother?"

"Reconcile early, what can't be solved with a night's sleep—" Shu Jiyue laughed extraordinarily arrogantly, and whispered into Jiang Yan's ear: "Then sleep for two."

Jiang Yan: "..."

A few minutes later, the game started with cheers from the audience. The referee was the president of the school basketball association and a member of the school team. He took the ball onto the court and stood on the center line.

Shu Jiyue moved her neck and wrist, looked at the number 2 on the clothes of the person in front of her, raised her eyebrows and asked, "Student, what's your name?"

No. [-] of Class [-] is usually a man of few words, but at this time, he was engrossed in watching the ball in the referee's hand and ignored Shu Jiyue at all.

"Do you know—" Shu Jiyue smiled generously, and the referee blew his whistle and jumped up to grab the ball lightly, "You can't grab the ball if you stare at it like this."

Following Shu Jiyue's actions, ten people on the court ran away, and within a few minutes they all entered the game state.

Once a boy in school is labeled as a male god, he must be good-looking, tall and able to play basketball. This should be the standard configuration of a campus male god.At this moment, Shu Jiyue and Jiang Yan were cooperating seamlessly on the court, so that the ball on the opposite side couldn't even touch it, and there were screams and cheers one after another.

At the end of the first quarter, Class Two led Class Seven by eight points, and the rhythm of the audience was in the hands of Jiang Yan and Shu Jiyue.

Coming down from the field, Xi Zhikong shook off the towel in his hand to wipe Jiang Yan's sweat, Shu Jiyue was itchy to watch.

"Did you see that kid Cao Mu's face is turning green." He Xing took a big sip of water, and was very happy to see Cao Mu slumped and wiped his sweat.Xi Zhikong put away the towel and put it on the bench, and leaned over to listen to Jiang Zhehui's analysis.

"No. 17 and No. [-] of Class [-] are very targeted at Jiang Yan. He Xing will continue to block Cao Mu in the next festival. Shu Jiyue's pace is fast and they can't keep up. But I suggest that you check He Xing first when you stop them." For Zhao Jia's position, they are eight points behind now, and their three-point scoring rate is too low, so they will definitely consider it from within the three-point line." Jiang Zhehui circled the numbers on the notebook, which are Jiang Yan and his team's passing. rate and the scoring rate of each shot.

Looking at this data, Shu Jiyue pointed to Cao Mu's name and said to Jiang Zhehui: "You will focus on Cao Mu in the next quarter. I feel that they played very aggressively in the first quarter, but why is the rhythm still in our hands? Isn't it strange? ?”

"Yes, this is also what I find strange. It stands to reason that we were defending in the first quarter, so why did they play so passively? I don't even know how they did it..." He Xing touched his chin, looked up and Jiang Yan meets.

Jiang Yan smiled and said, "Then let's change our game next season."

At the beginning of the second quarter, the change of play that Jiang Yan said almost took the rhythm of the entire court away. He and Shu Jiyue ran on the court as if they were not tired and cooperated tacitly. Class [-] was quickly beaten by them. The defensive rhythm was messed up, and even Cao Mu couldn't catch up with He Xing twice. The second quarter ended without him even touching the ball.

Class Two widened the gap again, leading Class Seven by a full seventeen points.

During the intermission, the two sides exchanged venues. Jiang Yan saw Lin Tongrui sitting on the bench holding a towel and Shu Jiyue's clothes in his arms. He looked back at Shu Jiyue and joked, "Tsk, do you see someone wiping my sweat and handing water envy? Brother has called down."

Shu Jiyue took the water bottle from Lin Tongrui and unscrewed it before taking a sip when she saw Xi Zhikong raise his hand and give Jiang Yan a shoulder squeeze.

So he also leaned over and shrugged. The difference was that Lin Tongrui gave him a blank look, and then returned to the bench.He smiled meanly and sat next to Lin Tongrui and whispered in his ear: "It's okay, I'll go to your house tonight and give you a massage, all-round."

Xi Zhikong's hearing is good, his face turned red when he heard it, and Jiang Yan squeezed so hard that Jiang Yan groaned, he quickly withdrew his hand, and gently blew on the red place he pinched.

As soon as Jiang Yan turned his head, he saw Xi Zhikong blushing carefully, and it took a lot of effort to hold back from rubbing him into his arms and kissing him.

Then Jiang Zhehui sorted out the data and went back to the lounge with them. Everyone sat in a circle, and he began to talk about the contents recorded in the notebook one by one.

"Although it's a friendly match, we all know that the other side is not friendly at all. Otherwise, Jiang Yan and Shu Jiyue should take a rest. If they play the whole game, it will definitely not work."

"I agree, I'll take Jiangyan's place, and Su Mingming will take Shu Jiyue's place." Sun Chenxuan must have been waiting for a long time, and when he said this, he was already doing warm-up exercises on the spot.

Jiang Zhehui glanced up at him, noncommittal.

Fortunately, Jiang Zhehui's professional analysis diverted everyone's attention. No one paid attention to why their music teacher Lin Tongrui was leaning on the closet in the lounge with his eyes closed and his long legs resting on the stool to listen to their discussion.