Faithful Dog Guidebook [Quick Transmigration]

The school gymnasium is next to the cafeteria. At the moment, the venue is brightly lit, and the viewing platform is full of people. Students wearing black and white sports school uniforms hold Haichuan blue banners and clap their hands passionately for the school who are fighting at home. The members of the basketball team cheered on, it was so lively.

In the sea of ​​black, white and blue, the small clusters of enthusiastic orange hand banners seemed particularly out of place.

Most of the girls holding the orange aids were girls, wearing delicate white shirts, college-style checked skirts, matching ties, and crisp suit jackets with the lion's head logo tattooed on them.When they sat in their seats, they had elegant postures, exquisite makeup, and reserved conversations. Only at certain moments would they scream out of control.

"Ahhh——Zhou Yue has the ball! Hurry up, clap, clap!"

"Oh my God, he's going to shoot a three-pointer again, so handsome, I can't do it!"

That's right, as the girls in the senior section of Mingcheng International School who skipped class or skipped school to cheer for their beloved team members, most of them had only one goal.

On the court, player No. 24, wearing an orange and black jersey, jumped up without hesitation the moment he received the pass, raised his hands above his head, leaned back slightly, and narrowed his peach blossom eyes, which are always gentle and affectionate. Then, a sharp light flashed past it, and the ball came out of his hand——

At the moment when everyone's eyes followed the ball, the boy landed lightly on the ground, turned around and walked back without looking back.

"What are you doing in a daze, go back to defense."

"Oh...oh." Several teammates beside him responded in a daze, and followed his footsteps.

But at this moment, the spinning basketball fell into the basket at a perfect angle, without even making a sound, until it hit the ground with a bang, and no one reacted.

There were exclamations one after another at the scene.

Digital jump on electronic screen.

Haichuanxue 22:20 Mingcheng National High School

Beep—the referee next to him blew the whistle to pause the game, temporarily freezing the slight score gap at this moment.

"Hai Chuan requests a timeout."

Fang Xingjian, the person in charge of the school basketball team, frowned, and trained each of the players who came off the field, "Quicken up your nerves, let someone make another shot, and we will be overtaken. "

"Coach Fang, Mingcheng's overall strength this time has improved a lot compared to last year, especially that No. 24... is a little strong, and he can shoot as soon as the ball touches his hands. If he is accurate, we can't do anything about him."

Several Haichuan players complained profusely with sweat.

"Is it so difficult for you two to guard him and keep him from getting the ball?"

"But coach, we obviously don't need to play so strenuously... The usual training is fine, the key is when is it..." The players looked at each other, and turned their eyes to the person sitting on the bench, " Why don't you let Team Feng go..."

"Tsk..." Fang Xingjian sighed with his hips crossed, and turned around, "I heard that there is no Feng Kai, don't be lazy, get out on the field and let me shine."

The school uniform jacket was torn off the head of someone who was slumped on the bench with his legs crossed, revealing a handsome face with sharp edges and corners.The man was wearing He Haichuanxue's blue and white team uniform, and his exposed arm muscles were strong and lean, reflecting a bronze luster under the light.

"Didn't you play really well just now? What a good whetstone, Coach Fang, let the senior sophomores practice more, don't spoil them all the time."

Feng Kai lazily opened his eyes, squinted towards a certain place in his line of sight, then lazily closed his eyes again, and said casually.

"It's still a whetstone. Don't grind the gold trophy into silver. Go, don't grind it."

Fang Zijian patted the other person on the shoulder, unexpectedly, instead of urging him up, he made him lie down instead.

Feng Kai lay down on the bench, covered his face with his hands, his two long legs drooped on the ground in aggrieved way, in an autistic state, "I don't want to fight, I'm not interested."

"It's messed up again, right? Don't mess with me." Fang Zijian pointed at him.

The boy took the coat from his hand and put it on his face to block the glare of the light, and said sullenly, "Just treat my leg injury as a recurrence."

"……What?"

……

After being delayed on the road for a while, when Zhou Yu sat down in the position Feng Kai said before, the second quarter of the game was almost over.

Before the buttocks were hot, he heard a sigh behind him.

"What's going on, how did our Haichuan fall behind in the score."

"I don't know, is our school team a little weak, a little passive."

"But I heard that they have already won two national championships before. This time, they shouldn't be eliminated in the preliminary round, right?"

"Mingcheng's No. 24 is so powerful, and he's also very good-looking. He feels a bit like a nobleman. He scored the most points in the whole game."

"Then you haven't seen the MVP from last year, the senior in our school's senior year. He was so awesome. Last year, he suppressed his opponent by [-] points in the finals and made him cry."

"Which which?"

"Just the number 66. It's strange. He doesn't seem to play today. Is it because he is preparing for the college entrance examination?"

Zhou Yu's position was just at the front of the stands, opposite him was the rest and warm-up area where the athletes were, so he could clearly see the long bars lying on the benches.

999: [Looks like you didn't come, a certain little wolf dog was so upset that he went on strike. ]

Zhou Yu raised his eyebrows, then glanced at the numbers on the scoreboard.

Haichuanxue 32:42 Mingcheng National High School

Is this overtaken by ten points? !

Zhou Yu couldn't bear to look straight at him and glanced away, but just happened to see the No. 24 player of Mingcheng National High School who had been in the center of the discussion, and his expression froze immediately.

It's him.

Compared with the photos in Zhou Rong's mobile phone, the younger brother who has never met, the real person seems to make people feel the scum breath revealed from the inside out, which is exactly the same as his scumbag father.

That being the case, it is even more impossible to lose.

Gouzi, fight me a little bit!

Zhou Yu stared at the boy who was pretending to be dead on the bench opposite, with dark eyes.

beep--

The whistle for the break was blown, and the first half ended.

Fang Xingjian faced the dejected and battered cadres in front of him, with a stern expression, "Since Feng Kai is not going to play today, the tactics for the second half must be readjusted, we must speed up the pace, and we must not leave any opportunities for the enemy to take advantage of... "

After the tactics were explained, the team members dispersed to wipe off their sweat and drink water, and the substitute who helped Feng Kai play for half the court squatted on the edge of the bench and said casually, "Hey, Team Feng, the seat you asked me to reserve was taken by someone else. Do you want me to ask someone to chase him down?"

The substitute took it for granted that their captain reserved the seat for girlfriends, but he didn't expect that just after he looked carefully, there was an unattractive young man sitting in that seat, and immediately ran to report.

As soon as the words were finished, the person lying on the bench and pretending to be asleep raised his hand, lifted his coat to a small corner, and turned his head to look at the opposite stand.

It happened to meet Zhou Yu's death gaze.

At that moment, Feng Kai's thinking was in line with the opponent's.

[If you lose, you should apologize with death. ]

The substitute students stared dumbfounded at Captain Feng, who usually had a loose attitude, jumped up from his chair as if stung by a wasp, and said in an unprecedented solemn tone.

"I'll play in the second half."

Fang Zijian turned his head and wondered at the tall figure behind him, "Why, do you understand? Don't fish anymore?"

"Don't touch it anymore." Touching the fish will kill me.

Fang Zijian looked at him suspiciously, "Can you fight well?"

The latter stared deeply and nodded.

He didn't even say a word, it seemed that he had indeed entered the state.

"...Okay." He waved his hand, "The tactics just now are all invalid, it's still the old rules, let you seal the team and let you lie down and win."

"Oh~~~"

In the cheers of the players, Coach Fang in sportswear picked up his special thermos cup for veteran cadres, leaned on the bench that Feng Kai had just let out, and let out a long breath, "Oh, I can finally take a rest." gone."