Cannon fodder refuses to recycle!

Because Cheng Zichen teased him with cheering words, Jian Ze'an felt his ears were hot from the beginning of the game.

Fortunately, the sun is very basking, it will not seem strange.

After the game started, Lin Xiao scrambled for the ball with the captain of Class 16.

Lin Xiao took off and jumped a full head above the opponent. After grabbing the ball, he ran directly to the opponent's half.

It's the same routine as when I made a training match with Gao Yi.

But this time, Class 16, Grade 7 is not as good as Ma Tianjian, Class 16, Grade 16.Lin Xiao felt like he was in no one's land at halftime in class [-]. He ran all the way to the basket, and the members of class [-] who were caught off guard reacted to stop him. However, their unfamiliar movements were enough for Lin Xiao to get rid of it easily and take off to shoot.

After Lin Xiao made the shot, he turned around and ran back without even looking at it, obviously he was very sure that the ball would go in.

"boom".

The basketball hit the backboard with a muffled sound, and then it reflected into the basket obediently.

Good start!

2 points to the account!

The students from Class 11 on the sidelines cheered together, and some even made fists and jumped up.

Because of Lin Xiao's calm and confident posture, many girls gasped and screamed, and even among the audience in class 16, there were some who temporarily defected and shouted "you are so handsome".

Tsk.This wave is amazing, full marks for the aura and visual effects.

Jian Ze'an stopped the legs that hadn't run two steps towards the opponent's half, feeling emotional in his heart.

Before he could turn back and retreat, he saw Lin Xiao who was running back showing him a big smile and extending his right hand.

Jian Ze'an also smiled and stretched out his hand, gave the opponent a high-five to celebrate, and then the two returned to their own half to defend together.

Although Class 16 knew that there was a big gap in strength, they were not afraid to fight, and rushed towards Class 11 with the ball.They didn't have a strong player with outstanding ability like Lin Xiao, so they didn't play fast, but rushed up together. The few people without the ball tried to spread out to find a good position, and the players with the ball kept cooperating with them, trying to pull out the 11th class Space between defenders.

However, their movements are simply unskilled in the eyes of Class 11.

Obviously, we usually play less together, and the cooperation is not tacit, and we can't make a quick pass after making eye contact.

Their pass, wishing that the five members of Class 11 would understand the intention of the player holding the ball, and the one who should receive the ball is still in a disconnected state and does not know how to prepare.

With this kind of cooperation, Jian Ze'an is not polite.

He directly blocked the player with the ball, opened his arms to block the opponent's passing route, and the opponent tried to dribble away from him, but Jian Ze'an quickly found the gap and grabbed the ball directly!

With the basketball in hand, Jian Ze'an didn't wait for his teammates at all, and Sa Yazi rushed towards the opponent's half.

Seeing Lin Xiao playing handsome, he was also a little ready to move.

Running alone to score points, this moment of heroism is what every player desires from the bottom of his heart.

It's a pity, I don't know if it is possible to lose points again within 1 minute after losing points in the opening game. The players in class 16 are under too much pressure.

In addition, they play less, and their awareness of rules is not strong enough.

The members of class 16, who were snatched by Jian Ze'an and left behind, reached out and grabbed the back of Jian Ze'an's clothes!

Jian Ze'an staggered, and the ball in his hand flew out.

At the same time, with a beep, the referee teacher blew his whistle.

The members of Class 16 behind him let go of their hands in a panic and scratched their heads: "I'm sorry, I just pulled it subconsciously..."

Jian Ze'an watched the basketball bouncing and rolling to the sidelines, and was picked up by the students watching the game and handed over to the referee. He was very upset that this sure counterattack was blocked, but he could only grit his teeth and squeeze out a smile:

"Haha, nothing!"

Look at the number on the back, isn't it 17?

You see, I can't kill you (the ball) next!

Class 11 has an absolute advantage over Class 16, and it may be due to the pressure of the bet, Hong Chuanglei is also very fierce today, and he is very active in fighting.

After the first half, the score between Class 11 and Class 16 was 29:13.

As soon as the referee blew the whistle to announce a break, Hong Chuanglei threw the ball in his hand, followed by a run-up, and jumped directly onto Bai Huo's back!

Bai Huo was weighed down by this thing, and his whole body sank. He was a little tired from playing, but this time he almost lay down there.

"Damn Hong Chuanglei, you—"

"Hahahaha leading by 16 points! 16 points! I will win the bet!"

Hong Chuanglei howled on Bai Huo's back.

Bai Huo glanced at the surrounding Class 16 students who hadn't finished the break, and felt that their tired faces had completed the expression change from "surprised—unbelievable—angry—murderous" because of this sentence.

He was speechless for a while, shook the bastard thing that was still silly on his back, and threw him down:

"You think the game was played too easily, don't you?"

"Hahahaha... huh?"

"So you want to find some burden for yourself?" Bai Huo motioned him to look at the expressions of the opponents next to him.

Hong Chuanglei raised his eyes in a daze, and was startled by the five older brothers who were smiling at him: "..."

Bai Huo glanced at him, then lifted his feet and left the field, followed Jian Ze'an, Lin Xiao and another teammate Chen Bin in front: "Leizi is so stupid, he stimulated our opponents, it may be difficult to fight in the second half gone."

Lin Xiao, who was wiping his face with a tissue, paused with the tissue in his hand: "What did he do again?"

Jian Ze'an glanced at Lin Xiao: Your word "you" is very interesting.

"He congratulated us loudly in front of those in class 16 for winning the first half by a big margin, oh, and he also exposed the fact that we bet against their class."

Lin Xiao rolled up the tissue into a ball, easily threw it into the trash can beside him, and said "tsk", "Is he a fool?"

"I think so too." Bai Huo twitched the corner of his mouth, "Can't Class 16 fight with us in the second half?"

Lin Xiao adjusted the white wristband on his hand, then reached out and waved to Hong Chuanglei who was dawdling on the edge of the field, "Leizi, come here, have a chat?"

Hong Chuanglei came over with the small steps of a lady: "...Brother Xiao."

Lin Xiao showed him a meaningful smile: "In the second half, we will be led by Brother Lei."

"Don't—brother Xiao, don't do this, I'm cowardly!"

"Isn't it because you think it's boring to play, and you still try to increase the difficulty? I think you think it's too easy to play, and you seem very confident."

"No... I'm just out of my mind." Hong Chuanglei cried, "Brother Xiao, save me! I still want to beat them by another fifteen points in the second half..."

I also saw Jian Zhe'an watching the show, slowly sipping water at the side, and then shouted "Brother An, save me".

"Don't look for me." Jian Ze'an screwed on the bottle cap and waved his hand, "I can't save you, I can't save you."

Hong Chuanglei wailed.

"Okay, don't be poor." Lin Xiao tapped his arm with a mineral water bottle, "Such a stimulus, Class 16 must hold back his energy and charge. Start steadily and don't mess around. Leizi, keep your position, And Zean-"

He glanced at Jian Ze'an, who seemed to be clicked somehow after blinking, and couldn't help but smile.

"Isn't No. 17 destroying your attack? As for catching him and trying to intercept him? If I remember correctly, you shaved his head in the first half, right? He got two assists? He didn't score one goal. And don't squeeze one by one."

"Smoothly." Jian Ze'an refused to admit it.

"Okay, you're free, then you can toss around, and be careful not to provoke people into a hurry and foul you. Be safe in the second half. The strength gap is here. They will be reckless for a while if they are not convinced. We continue to crush. No urgent."

Lin Xiao's tone was very confident, and he didn't mean to show off, but just stated the facts.

At the beginning of the second half, class 16 really got tough, attacking desperately, even against the interception of members of class 11, and the angle was not good.Er, whenever class 11 attacks, it must be blocked no matter what.

According to Lin Xiao's arrangement, class 11 didn't overpower him, if he could stop him, he would let him go if he couldn't.

After such a wave of fights, Class 16 entered 4, and Class 11 entered 1.

However, anyone with a discerning eye can see that Class 11 is not losing money. Class 16 wasted a while, although they won four goals, but during this period of time the physical exertion was not small, and more opportunities were wasted.Not to mention fouling four times in order to stop class 11 from attacking.

If there is another foul, Class 11 will get a free throw.

Class 16 inevitably became somewhat restrained.

is an opportunity.

And it would be shameful to waste an opportunity.

Jian Ze'an looked at the position on the court, and the ball was in Chen Bin's hands at the moment.He then reached for the ball.

Chen Bin's shooting is not very accurate when there is interference, but he is very good at cooperating and passing the ball very well.

Seeing Jian Ze'an asking for the ball at this moment, he tricked the defender who spread his arms under a pretense, and passed the ball directly from the opponent's armpit.

Jian Ze'an received the ball, and someone from class 11 immediately came up to defend him.

Jian Ze'an looked up and was amused: Oh, isn't this the No. 16 brother from Class 17?

He smiled and dribbled the ball back and forth in front of the opponent.

In the first half of the 17th, Jian Ze'an lost his temper. Seeing Jian Ze'an now made him tremble a little.Especially when the other party raised his eyes and gave him a meaningful smile.

No. 17 cranial nerves are tense.

Seeing that Jian Ze'an was about to break through with the ball at this moment, he was nervous and his brain short-circuited for a while, and when Jian Ze'an was about to dodge his attack, he directly charged!

"beep--"

The whistle sounded again.foul.

Jian Ze'an smiled happily.

Number 17 came to his senses and crouched on the ground with his head in his arms.

Jian Ze'an went around him, picked up the ball, and stood at the free throw line.

Hit the ball, lift it up, shoot it.

Hit, class 11 gets one point.

Amidst the cheers of the audience, the boy slightly raised his eyebrows, and smiled with a sweet dimple.He catches the basketball thrown back by the audience outside the court, shoots it again, inhales, lifts it up, and throws it again.

Another hit, another point.

The cheers grew louder.

Jian Ze'an turned his head, smiled brightly at the audience halfway outside his class behind him, and at the same time gave a soft wink.

This was like adding fuel to the fire, sparking boisterous cheers and laughter.The girl's screams were mixed with an unknown boy's roar of "Brother An is awesome!", and there were also applause and roars to join in the fun.

Jian Ze'an was a little proud, but he tried his best not to show it.

Lin Xiao ran over and grabbed his neck, and pressed his voice to his ear: "You're good at being handsome."

"Not as good as you." Jian Ze'an also hooked his shoulder with a backhand.

These two free throws seemed to end the desperate efforts of Class 16 before.And too many fouls also made them more and more concerned.

Class 11 immediately made a comeback, and took advantage of Jian Ze'an's momentum of making two free throws to launch offense and defense.

After that, the five of them completely dominated the game. Class 16 once tried to counterattack, but the reckless recklessness before caused the physical strength to pull the hips, and they were unable to come back.

At the end of the second half, both sides looked at the scoreboard amid the referee's prolonged whistle.

The score was 53:24.

Class eleven won this match by a big score.

Amid the excited voices of the students in the class, Jian Ze'an and Lin Xiao clapped happily!

Lin Xiao stretched out his long arms and gave his teammates a firm hug.All five of them were smiling.

However, Hong Chuanglei's triumphant smile collapsed the next moment.He stared at the scoreboard, as if staring at an old enemy, sad and angry.

He chanted and sighed three times: "Ah, 53 points, why are you 53 points?"

—in the tone of "Romeo, why are you Romeo".

Jian Ze'an sneered: "You don't need Shakespeare with your drake voice? It makes people panic."

"One point, it's just one point away. If you win by 30 points by one point, then I win the bet." Hong Chuanglei ignored him, holding the edge of the scoreboard with both hands, his expression became more and more excited, "... ...deny your points, ditch your name..."

The referee teacher looked over with an extremely weird gaze, and what was clearly written in the eyes was, "Could it be that you are so happy that you are a fool?".

Jian Ze'an just wanted to take a step back and announce that he didn't know this guy.

but no...

This is only the first round, and this guy has to play the rest of the game.

He could only feel ashamed and went up to grab Hong Chuanglei's inseparable hand from the scoreboard: "Believe it or not, if you continue to toss, you will not just buy drinks for a week? You will also encounter ruthless ridicule on the forum."

Hong Chuanglei didn't let go, but held on even tighter: "No, leave me alone, leave me alone, I have already suffered a failure, what's the point of face?"

Jian Ze'an: "..."

Bai Huo couldn't stand it either: "Your face is meaningless, but brothers' faces are still meaningful! Get off the board quickly!"

Hong Chuanglei let out a sad voice: "I knew it! I knew it! You bastards who are ruthless and use it and throw it away. Are you doing it for me? No! You are doing it for your own face!"

Jian Ze'an felt that the veins on his forehead wanted to dance.

Over there, Chen Bin had already suppressed his laughter and squatted on the ground.

Lin Xiao had already finished a bottle of water in one go.At this moment, he came over to give Jian Ze'an's water to the latter, and then glanced at Hong Chuanglei, shaking his head helplessly, but there was a smile in his eyes:

"Okay, let him lie down if he wants to lie on the scoreboard. Ze'an, Huozi, Binzi, let's go. After a fight, the squad leader said he ordered a barbecue meal for us."

"What? Barbecue rice?" Hong Chuanglei stood up instantly, his eyes shining, "Then what are you waiting for? Let's go, let's go back to work."

... this product.

Jian Ze'an slapped him hard on the back speechlessly.

The author has something to say: Hey hey, here's a double update.

I couldn't hold back in this chapter, and wrote about the sand sculpture friends of Class 11.