The bell for the third class rang.
Liu Yang dragged the class flag inside with a dejected look, passing through the aisle where the three of them were sitting in a row.
The three of them gave a salute, staring at Liu Yang intently.
"Brother Yang, you’re aweso."
"Cheer up, don’t lose face."
"Here’s the iced tea I brought for you, you deserve it." Jiang Nian stuffed the iced tea into Liu Yang’s arms, "Just to be clear, you didn’t sell out your buddies for glory, right?"
Liu Yang looked slightly speechless, holding the iced tea.
"The penalty points were deducted from Class 4, do you think I dared to speak?"
"That’s great," Jiang Nian patted his shoulder, "A good cadre from Class 3, worth nurturing."
....
Hearing the commotion over there, Zhou Yuting turned her gaze back.
If soone hadn’t told her during the running drills, she wouldn’t have believed it.
The person running like a monkey was actually the top student in math and science in the class.
Is it true that when God closes a door, they always open a window?
Yang Qiming had been downcast since returning from the running drills, having seen his ex-girlfriend, a junior in the second year, walk into the cafeteria with another boy.
Seeing them chatting and laughing, he stood there frozen in the crowd.
Is this a cafeteria?
It’s more like a wedding!
It was a sunny noon, but his heart felt like it suddenly started pouring rain. In an instant, it subrged his already damp mood, as if sinking into a black deep sea.
Yang Qiming wasn’t sad about the breakup, but about the abruptness of it.
Could they at least give a reason?
Even if she said her mother died, she’s too sad, and wants to focus on her studies, that would be fine!
From the ti before the last exam until now, there has been no answer.
He really didn’t understand, at the milk tea shop, he didn’t say anything inappropriate. Why did she suddenly get angry and then break up so abruptly?
"Yang, class is starting," Huang Caicai reminded from across Zhou Yuting, "What happened to you, you seed like you lost your soul when you ca upstairs, could it be....."
Yang Qiming let out a long sigh, looking utterly exhausted.
"It’s her."
Zhou Yuting was almost driven mad; every ti she heard Brother Sorrow’s voice, she felt nauseated. Couldn’t he stop being so awkward, popping up now and then to stab people?
She couldn’t take it, she really wanted to.....
The third class ended with Yang Qiming’s sighs, and Zhou Yuting rubbed her temples. The class was exhausting, with the idiot next to her sighing throughout.
Teacher teaches, x = sighs.
No joke, sotis she really wanted to call the cops.
"Quick, quick, quick, it’s Chi Shi, grab the field!"
"Got it, you want to jump down and grab the field, right?" Liu Yang headed out with the ball, casually asking, "Luo Yong, are you going?"
"No, I’m going to play video gas and research so builds."
Jiang Nian usually didn’t get involved in these matters, mostly joining midway to play a ball or two before leaving. However, he had a task at hand, so he played casually and while brushing it off.
He stood up and left his seat, turning back to glance at Zhang Ningzhi.
"I’m heading out to play so ball."
Zhang Ningzhi paused her pen, turned to glance at him.
"Oh."
Oh?
Strange, such a plain reaction, doesn’t like basketball, huh?
Little hater.
Jiang Nian bent down around the table to see Zhang Ningzhi’s expression, is she a little hater? Wait for to find the evidence, and I’ll arrest you on the spot.
Zhang Ningzhi was a bit shy under his gaze, burying her head to avoid it.
He crouched down from the seat and looked up under the desk.
Did the black fan expose himself? Let see..... Yet, all he saw was Zhang Ningzhi’s slightly flushed face.
....
"Damn, how does the horoom teacher downstairs help their class grab the field!"
"Chi Shi, what’s the point of Lao Liu living!"
"Look at other people’s horoom teachers!"
"Forget it, this field isn’t bad, step back and the world broadens."
The field was chaotic, with two or three balls flying in the air.
Further away, a few girls were strolling hand in hand or sitting in a row by the flower bed at the fitness equipnt.
The autumn sky was a bright blue, and the sunshine was warm.
"Bang!"
A badminton bird was hit high, Wu Jungu squinted up at it.
His school uniform looked neat and clean, and he appeared slim. His back was slightly hunched, his black hair fluttering in the wind, giving off a particularly dejected vibe.
Autumn sky was clear, not too far away.
Yu Zhiyi took it all in, slightly frowning. Seeing this scene didn’t elicit a feeling of heartache, only exhaustion.
It must be cleared up, it can’t be dragged on any longer.
Thinking this, she turned around, and a figure brushed past her. The person glanced at her, then looked at her face again, with an exceptionally brazen deanor.
Hmph, shaless!
But since Jiang Nian looked good, Yu Zhiyi couldn’t be bothered to argue with him.
Moreover, she was preoccupied thinking about how to talk to Wu Jungu. Absent-mindedly heading in another direction, she soon disappeared from sight.
PE class consisted of the usual routines: assembling, jogging, exercising, and dispersing.
After going through the routine, only Ma Guojun broke a slight sweat, no big deal.
Jiang Nian wanted to complete his tasks, so he mixed in with the basketball team. Beasts always travel alone, but brutes need not follow this rule of the strong.
A few close friends walked towards the basketball court, not just shoulder-to-shoulder but also scheming against one another.
"Are we playing a half-court ga later? I’m not very good at dribbling."
"Let’s shoot so casual shots first, give the bros a little face."
"I’m not very good at playing, let off a bit," Li Hua, who played every day, said shalessly, "Whoa, byd, you’re here too?"
Jiang Nian glanced at him, the corner of his mouth slowly rising.
"I’m not too good either, just ca to get so exercise, get a sweat."
"Man, this ga’s boring now," Li Hua said lifelessly, tossing the ball, "there’s sothing dirtier than , I won’t say who, can’t play."
Sun Zhicheng was on another court, seriously dribbling the ball under his legs.
Generally, the first few minutes on the court are for shooting warm-up shots, getting a feel, etc., with two or three balls flying together.
The group with Li Hua had already started splitting teams, as they were after all, the first-tier level of Class 3.
They couldn’t waste too much ti on warm-up shooting, just a few shots would do, need to prepare at the restroom.
Sun Zhicheng was still dribbling, the ball being pressed down hard and bouncing back up. Constantly rubbing between his hand and fingertips, he was absorbed in the feeling of controlling the physical laws.
Even if he were to go one-on-one with Jordan, he wouldn’t be afraid.
He was so engrossed in his dribbling, switching between under-leg dribbles and Iverson’s crossovers, swaying unknowingly into the adjacent court.
Huang Caicai had just made a shot, turned his head to see Sun Zhicheng. Unable to help scratching his head, he asked Lin Dong.
"Brother Dong, what’s Sun Zhicheng doing?"
Lin Dong was warming up too, hadn’t noticed Sun Zhicheng, and turned his head only to stand dumbfounded.
"He might be... dancing."
Sun Zhicheng had entered a very mysterious state, his moves while dribbling becoming more complex. To others, he looked like he could really play.
In reality, he did have basic skills, so no one cared about him.
Dazed, Sun Zhicheng noticed Chen Yunyun walking over to him.
His muscles instantly tensed up, his whole being beca more excited, dribbling with increasing perfection.
At that mont, he felt terrifyingly strong.
Perhaps, he shouldn’t be here; he should be on an NBA court!
In the next second, Chen Yunyun walked past him.
Like a guitar string breaking or a kite string snapping, the world started to invert.
The ball... slipped from his hand for the first ti. The delightful friction disappeared as he watched the ball strongly rebound and crash into...
He made a mistake; geniuses aren’t supposed to make mistakes.
Especially not in this humiliating position, half-kneeling on the playground, uninjured but with shattered dignity.
At that mont, Sun Zhicheng was desolate inside.
However, after ten seconds, there was still no movent around.
He looked up, realizing he’d already drifted to the mid-court of the neighboring court. Lin Dong’s side was setting up to play, nobody noticed him at all.
Chen Yunyun seed to be trying to join Jiang Nian’s team, standing by the sidelines talking.
He let out a sigh of relief, glad no one saw.
.....
[Task: Play a basketball ga. Reward: Accuracy (Beginner) (Completed).]
As Jiang Nian anticipated, the rewards weren’t much, making the task relatively easy to complete.
He looked down at his arms, gently rotating them, as if trying to find the feeling of the Stunning Arm of Step Shocking Cloud.
He shouldn’t be here; he should be in a talent show.
Joking, the feeling of a 100% shot isn’t there.
He slightly felt that if from any spot within half-court he made a shot, the odds of making it were over ninety percent.
In other words, he was already a divine shooter in the eyes of ordinary people.
More importantly, he had a feeling that whatever he shot should go in. As long as it’s not too ridiculous, like throwing a straw into a bubble tea cup.
Papers, pens, spoons, all should be able to be thrown into designated spots through so distance.
So, what’s the use?
Hmm.... clearly, this skill was versatile, but its main use was probably to show off.
".... How about you and I being on a team?"
Chen Yunyun’s words brought him back from his trance.
Teaming up with a girl? Can there be rebounds?
But that wasn’t Jiang Nian’s concern; for Chen Yunyun’s suggestion, he accepted almost without thinking.
"Sure."
As the saying goes, with great power cos great responsibility; even Li Hua understood this principle.
If you want to have fun, even if it’s not forced, you gotta pretend.
Once exposed, a shy smile, oh you rascal (removes clothes), you’ve been secretly admiring the bro, right? Watching all the ti, stalking again (removes pants).
Moreover, he was terrifyingly strong now.
"I’m creating a separate team, for fairness sake, I’m teaming up with Chen Yunyun," Jiang Nian arrogantly proclaid, causing a sudden silence on the court.
Two seconds later, Li Hua pointed at him and burst into laughter.
"Nian, you’re so good, why don’t you play against Jordan?"
"And two people to a team, hahaha!!"
Li Hua laughed so hard he nearly collapsed, half-leaning on Ma Guojun, continuing to mock.
"You and Chen Yunyun.... hahaha!!"
The people on the court were amused by Li Hua, Jiang Nian’s pompous expression was laughable.
Six minutes later.
Li Hua picked up the three-pointer that Jiang Nian just made from outside the court, stayed silent for five seconds, then tossed the ball back.
"I have a study urge, you guys play first."
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