The Dream of Rebirth

Anyway, Meng Jiang was dragged to the basketball court by Gao Fei, Ren Ziyao and others.The basketball court of Hongqi Middle School is divided into four, with no gaps in the middle, but separated by white lines.When doing radio gymnastics, it is the playground, the track and field field in physical education class, and the basketball court in extracurricular time.A school with a narrow place can only be arranged in this way. Fortunately, the students don't have any major opinions.

The third-year students got out of school relatively late, and when Meng Jiang and the others came down from the third floor of the third-year building, there was only one vacant space on the basketball court.

A few tall boys piled their schoolbags together, patted basketballs and began to warm up.Meng Jiang sat on the side with her schoolbag in her arms.I'm not busy today, and homework is not a problem. It's rare that I'm in a good mood, so I just play for a while.Meng Jiang routinely took out an apple and began to nibble.

"Hey, hey!" Miao Fei quickly rubbed over from one side, "We will split half of the meeting!"

Meng Jiang rolled his eyes, and resignedly passed one over.

"Hah... puff... it's not delicious!" Miao Fei protested.

Of course it's not tasty.Meng Jiang secretly smiled.Those are not the apples of space at all. If he eats too many delicious ones, he will occasionally want to eat some ordinary ones!

"Hey, don't be picky about eating for free!"

The two of them were arguing and didn't pay attention to the basketball court. When they heard the commotion and looked up, they saw Shen Ruijun lying on the ground with his arms crossed and his face full of pain.

"I'll go. Go and have a look!" Miao Fei threw the apple core on the ground and ran over, Meng Jiang was stunned for a moment and followed.

"Shen Ruijun, what's going on?" Meng Jiang helped Shen Ruijun who was lying on the ground with a painful face.And Zhou Liang, Miao Fei and others had already rushed forward to push and shoved each other.The current Miao Fei is no longer the Miao Fei who was just in the first year of junior high school. He is 1.7 meters tall, which is much taller than Meng Jiang.And with the increase in stature, this tendency to violence also rises linearly.

"It's nothing. I may have sprained my arm!" Shen Ruijun supported his arm, covered in dust and sweat.

"How did it get twisted?" Meng Jiang pointed behind him, "What's going on?"

"They are here to strengthen the place. Let us give way. I said a few words, and they pushed me. Maybe they poked me when I fell!" Shen Ruijun walked towards the infirmary with Meng Jiang's support. go.

"It's done. Go and see them, don't worry about me!" Shen Ruijun waved to Meng Jiang, and the school doctor was helping him check up.

"Then...then I'll go and have a look first, and I'll come find you later!" Meng Jiang was also worried about those people, except for Ren Ziyao, they were all fighters.Of course, Ren Ziyao is definitely not a fuel-efficient lamp, but his appearance is more stable.

But very unexpectedly, when Meng Jiang arrived, the two sides did not fight.But the atmosphere is not friendly either.

"Then what if you pushed and injured my classmate?" Ren Ziyao was full of anger.

"I didn't do it on purpose. It's just playing basketball. How did I know he couldn't help but hit me so hard!"

"You fart! We didn't play basketball with you, why did you bump into someone!" Gao Liang jumped out and pointed at the other party's nose, and he almost gave the other party a big mouth.

"Why? Fighting?" The boy sneered, "Come here, brothers!" Suddenly, a dozen or so boys gathered on the playground, all tall and big.

"Damn it! Special recruitment class!" Miao Fei whispered from behind Ren Ziyao.Needless to say Miao Fei, Ren Ziyao could tell that this was a special recruit class.

But this special recruit class is not a junior high school class, but a high school class.They belonged to the students enrolled in advance in the district. Although there are special recruitment classes in No. 79 High School, those who can get in there are basically those who have won prizes in city competitions.As for the special recruitment class of Hongqi Middle School, almost all the students have some grades in each school, but the students who are too poor in cultural subjects.

"What's the matter? Are you still beating? Look at you like that? Hurry up and make room for us, or I'll hit you every time I see you. If you hit us, you'll call me grandpa!" The boy lit a cigarette arrogantly.Although smoking is not allowed in the school, this kind of boy is obviously old-fashioned, and he is not afraid at all.

"You!" Gao Liang was about to rush forward angrily, and was hugged tightly from behind by Miao Fei and Ren Ziyao.

"Liangzi!" Ren Ziyao grabbed the opponent's clothes and lowered his voice, "You will be punished for fighting! We are third-year junior high school students, so we can't afford to play with him!"

"High school students are bullying junior high school students, and sports students are bullying ordinary students. Are you very good?" Meng Jiang sneered and spoke from behind everyone.

"Who is farting?" The leading boy cursed and looked over.

"What? Are you not convinced?" Meng Jiang looked at the boy in front of him, almost looking up to the sky, conservatively estimated that he could be 1.9 meters tall.

"You're such a little guy, you're going to mess with me too!" Seeing that it was a fair little boy, the boy sneered, not bothering to get angry with Meng Jiang.

"I know that mules and horses are worth a lot of money. I haven't heard that the National People's Congress can be sold for money?" Meng Jiang didn't show weakness, except that he was a little tired looking up at the other party.

"Are you looking for a beating?" The boy's neck stiffened.

"Have you ever hit me?"

"Hey!" The boy was annoyed. "Don't yell, if it weren't for being in school, I'm afraid of being punished, I would have knocked you out!"

"Aren't you afraid of beating my classmate just now? Why are you afraid now?" Meng Jiang sneered, "Big man, you are older and taller than me. When it comes to fighting, you may not be able to beat me! But I also If you don’t want to study on campus, why don’t we change the way!”

"Just you? Competing with what? What do you know?" The boy pouted, "Play basketball? Do you know?"

"Three-step layup, I can do it!" Meng Jiang stepped on the basketball under his feet, and caught it with his hand with the help of the basketball's elasticity. "I can shoot a few three-pointers!" Throw to the opposite basket.

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A dozen or so opponents turned their heads at the same time, and the basketball gracefully spun around the edge of the basket a few times before falling steadily from the middle.

"Entered?" The cigarette in the leading boy's hand slipped from between his fingers and fell to the ground. "Entered?"

"Boss, we're in!" The shorter boy next to him nodded, but his eyes were a little dull.Is it going in... Isn't it a little far away?Have you ever shot a [-]-pointer from one basket directly into the other basket?

"How about it, big man? Do you dare to compare?" Meng Jiang watched the ball go into the basket steadily before patting the dust on his hands.To be honest, when he just shot the basket, he secretly wiped his sweat.It's not difficult to shoot long, and it's thanks to being a monk now that you can make it in!Damn it, a cultivator can still be a slam dunk master!

"Compare, why don't you compare! Tell me, how can you compare?" The boy turned his head. It was hard for him to accept the fact that he was always unwilling to admit defeat. How could such a short boy throw the ball so far? It must be a coincidence!

"According to the usual rules. Find someone with prestige to be the referee!" Meng Jiang said seemingly casually.In fact, he was sweating in his heart. He didn't know anything about basketball, and it could almost be said that he couldn't play it.Apart from knowing one ball and two frames, etc., he doesn't know much more than ordinary girls.The more you say, the more you get wrong.

What's more, Meng Jiang has not yet sought the consent of Ren Ziyao and others.Meng Jiang quietly turned his head to give Ren Ziyao a look, and he was relieved when he saw Ren Ziyao nodding slightly.

If there is no opinion from either side, the matter is settled.The next afternoon, the old place, a showdown.