Chapter 113
Lao Mo clearly felt that the boys in the class were timid, not because they didn't like the sport.
After all, what high school student has no interest in basketball games?
Moreover, because the students in this class have relatively poor grades, according to the stereotype, they should love playing basketball and be better than others.
It's just that I did have some responsibility last year. I didn't have very good luck in the lottery, and I got the runner-up in the school in the first round.
Then in that game, Class 18 was badly beaten, with a score difference of more than 30.
Although the classes had not yet been divided at that time, these people were still participating in the competition in the class, so it was understandable that the haze would not go away.
Although Lao Mo is a fanatical score-only person, because he usually likes to play basketball, he will not get confused just because playing basketball can't add points to the college entrance examination.
He coughed twice and moistened his throat. As the class teacher, Lao Mo said without emotion: "The school requires that every class must participate. Even if you are in Class 15, even if the first five boys can't come together, you still attend. So. , our class must try our best this time. Don’t you usually love to play? I also watched it, and it’s a bit good, so this time we not only have to go up, but also compete bravely for the top eight.”
Natsumi City is a big basketball city, and the high school basketball league has a very high level. Therefore, it is required that every school should hold its own basketball class competition to select athlete-level talents.
This has teaching indicators, and we should pay attention to both emotion and reason.
But this group of boys...
"Why didn't you say anything and didn't sign up?"
I don’t understand. I don’t have confidence in taking exams, and I don’t have confidence in playing ball either?
"Teacher." Zhang Chao, the class monitor, couldn't bear it any longer and asked Youyou, "Tell us first, how about the signing?"
And this suddenly revealed the thoughts of the boys in the class.
Is it because we don’t want to fight?
There are twenty-six classes in the school, and you gave us the runner-up match in one shot!
Before the final, the runner-up is always cutting off the melons and vegetables. Can that be our problem?
"This basketball game was held by my previous school." Seeing that everyone was frustrated, but Lao Mo was quite confident, Zhou Fu asked with some confusion, "Listening to everyone's tone, we lost miserably last time. But why, teacher?" Do you think our class has hope of making it to the quarterfinals? Everyone is actually... very good at it?"
"Ah this..." Although it was a bit immoral, He Sijiao still complained unkindly, "I can't tell how high the level is, but the opponent's score is indeed very high."
"No, can you blame us?" Zhou Yu blushed and turned around to defend, "In the first round, we met the second best class in the school, and there is also a school basketball team in it. It's just bad luck in signing."
"Did you all participate last year?" Zhou Fu asked Chen Yuan.
"With Zhou Yu, without me."
Lao Mo asked Chen Yuan to participate, but Chen Yuan decided not to go after studying the opponents in the draw.
Then, it turned out to be a 30-point defeat.
"Look at your ambition."
Lao Mo knew that the shadow of last year's game was still hanging over everyone, so he simply said frankly: "This time the signing is good, the first game is against the first class, are you satisfied?"
Hearing this, the originally silent class suddenly became happy, and the boys signed up enthusiastically.
""Then, let's be a little more serious. ""
Zhou Yu and Chen Yuan also stood up at the same time, and showed a faint smile.
It's so fun to torture a group of talented people.
Give these little bookworms some strength.
"Ah, your face." He Sijiao showed a subtle expression when she saw the two boys standing up at the same time.
"Sure enough, every class that encounters the Rocket Class will have this mentality, hahaha." Zhou Fu felt that the scene in front of her was too familiar.
A Chinese-style campus is a small society where scores are king. Top academics will always have more privileges and receive more attention. Therefore, in areas other than academic ability, "poor students" can also have the opportunity to express themselves. Boys will have a strong desire to perform. After all, the result of the basketball game is also publicly recognized by the school - win.
"Teacher, what about the second round?"
While everyone was having fun, a student suddenly asked.
Then there was a brief silence.
"A class of liberal arts students."
Then, a happy atmosphere filled the entire classroom.
Chen Yuan could see that the lights in the eyes of these byds flickered as they asked and answered questions with Lao Mo.
Why the hell are you putting a sliding rheostat here to measure resistance?
Bullying the weak and fearing the strong, right? What a shame.
"Chen Yuan and Zhou Yu, don't raise your hands so high, Lao Mo saw it." He Sijiao complained.
""ah? Haha, is there any? ""
Once again, the two of them were so in sync, even the punctuation was the same.
Then, slightly embarrassed.
"But let me tell you, it's really easy to sign." Zhou Yu didn't expect that this year's Lao Mo would be so useful.
Why is it said to be a good sign?
There are twenty-six classes in the school.
In the first round, six classes had a bye due to good fortune and entered the top 16 directly. The remaining 20 classes competed to determine the top 16.
From what Lao Mo said, they didn't get a bye, but they were even luckier than getting a bye.
Because they met almost the weakest class of geniuses.
In the second round, the top eight strong campus teams will be determined.
In the second round, we played liberal arts classes again, so we basically made steady progress.
And no matter what, at least Wuwei made the top eight!
The audience for the quarter-finals will be larger than before, so at this time, as long as they look good and have a few decent goals, they will get the right to choose a spouse on the spot.
Then, you can start the battlefield dungeon with Green Tea Senior and Contrast Senior!
"Teacher, which liberal arts class are you in?"
A cautious old man suddenly asked again.
But at this time, everyone basically didn’t care.
There are not many boys in liberal arts majors. If they come to any class, wouldn't they be tortured?
It doesn't matter, we are aiming for the top eight.
Lao Mo said casually: "It seems to be Class 26..."
However, after the words fell, the class suddenly burst into mourning again.
"What liberal arts class? Isn't that a sports class?"
"Half of the school team is in their class, right?"
"That's the strongest class, right? What kind of luck is this?"
"Hey, what's going on?" Lao Mo was really angry. How could such a strong person teach such a group of cowardly people who judge the situation? He said seriously, "I have led so many classes, and each class has at least We all made it to the top eight once, are you willing to end up in the top 26?"
What Lao Mo said was so powerful that former students may have been inspired and began to feel ashamed.
But this bunch of post-00s people won’t think so.
"I don't feel as good as Teacher Zhang Liang...drawing lots."
"We've stopped at the top 16."
"I'll be the first one to take the lead, and let the brothers have fun later."
"I feel like everyone is quite bully and afraid of the strong..." Zhou Fu was amused by the reaction of the boys in Class 18.
She was just about to turn around and tell Chen Yuan this, when she saw that he had sat down upright, as if nothing had happened.
No, if I don’t pinch you softly, I won’t come directly, right?
"It's impossible to be used as a backdrop. It would be too embarrassing to be abused." Zhou Yu was full of resistance when he thought of the time when he was used as a toy last year.
"One, two, three, four, five, are these the five? There are still three substitutes left." Seeing that it was useless to talk, Lao Mo made arrangements directly, "Boys over 1.8 meters tall stand up."
Then, several boys in the class stood up reluctantly...
Zhou Fu and He Sijiao glanced at Chen Yuan together. This man has always wanted to be strong throughout his life and almost never surrenders to weakness.
Facing this questioning look, Chen Yuan said seriously: "I'm barefoot 179."
"In order to avoid fighting, you can even tamper with something like your height that is absolutely impossible for a boy to say less than a millimeter. Chen Yuan, you are a real coward." He Sijiao said the most contemptuous words in an admiring tone.
"Okay, Zhang Chao, and you."
Lao Mo ordered two people. When he saw the third boy who was over 1.8 meters tall, the big cylindrical Yu Jiacheng, he pressed his hand to let him sit down. Then, he turned his attention to Chen Yuan and Zhou Yu. These two boys secretly sat down when they heard about Class 26. They were examples of bullying and shying away from the strong.
In fact, both of these kids can play basketball, but when they thought they needed a tandem point guard, they named Zhou Yu, "Zhou Yu."
"Would this give me a royal feeling..."
Zhou Yu has been abused before, so he really doesn't want to be beaten.
It would be nice if I could come back selectively.
When you play against a weak team, you rack up points, and when you play against a strong team, you rest because of an ankle sprain... BIG courage!
"It's just you, stop rambling."
In this way, Lao Mo decided on the candidate, and then said to Zhang Chao: "Use the class fee to order a set of jerseys at noon, and then during the physical education class, we will take everyone to run in together."
"Okay teacher, what words should be printed on the jersey?" Zhang Chao asked.
Hearing this, Lao Mo suddenly seemed interested. But he didn't show it directly. He acted casually and said, "Just the Rockets."
"It also contains private goods, right?"
"You don't understand the feelings of the older generation of basketball players."
"Whatever is rare, we all look at Ningliao."
"Haidong people look at Ningliao but don't look at Chouzhou? The traitor gets out of Class 18."
The basketball team of Class 18 was decided like this.
Although they said they were reluctant, everyone was actually quite excited to be able to play and be in the limelight.
After all, this time is different from the last time. Although I have to be abused, I can still use the genius of class 1 to have a good time before being abused. I will make those academic top students severely embarrassed in their class, and then take away the female academic top students. The atmosphere Gradually he became awesome.
"I think Teacher Mo really wants you to join, why don't you want to?" Zhou Fu didn't quite understand. Although she didn't know Chen Yuan's skills, she had seen him play all the time. Logically speaking, everyone who likes basketball No boy should want to miss this opportunity.
"I'll settle down for another year." Chen Yuan said.
"There will be no competition in the senior year of high school..." Zhou Fu didn't know what he wanted to settle down.
"This bitch, if he is not completely sure, he will never pretend to be this cool!" Zhou Yu had already understood this and said with disdain, "You may think that he has a high success rate of pretending, but he doesn't pretend very much. .”
"Don't say it."
Zhou Yu is right, but not entirely right.
Because Chen Yuan still has 800 words left to memorize today.
So I won’t broadcast the episode of Genko’s Basketball now, and we’ll talk about it next time.
After receiving such an answer, Zhou Fu was still a little disappointed. Although she doesn't understand basketball, she feels that the passionate brotherhood between Zhou Yu and Chen Yuan playing side by side is very suitable for the campus theme.
In this way, an ordinary morning was spent in an ordinary way.
As for Zhou Fu, after observing Chen Yuan intentionally or unintentionally for a long time, she discovered that maybe it wasn't that he didn't like to play, but that he just loved learning too much.
His love for learning may be even comparable to that of his little girlfriend.
Or is it because of my little girlfriend that I want to study hard?
What a terrible man, as expected of you.
"Let's go eat."
During lunch break, He Sijiao called Li Youyou by the way. Everyone didn't have any objections, and Zhou Fu even accepted it with a smile.
However, He Sijiao's invitation was not a sudden one, because Li Youyou had told her that her conflicts with Zhou Fu and Chen Yuan had been resolved, and she wanted to have dinner with everyone.
He Sijiao didn't know how others were, but she wanted harmony with her classmates.
"I'm not going. I just ordered some bread and went to practice football with my brother Meng."
Zhou Yu waved his hand and left first.
Then Chen Yuan, He Sijiao, Zhou Fu, and Li Youyou went to the cafeteria together.
Logically speaking, a boy should feel uncomfortable eating with so many girls, or he should take the initiative to make an appointment with another boy.
But Chen Yuan is different, he is very calm.
But the girls could also see that he didn't pay attention to beautiful girls like them at all.
Even while eating, I was memorizing the vocabulary booklet...
Seeing this, He Sijiao carefully replaced his rice with a dish of vinegar.
When the two girls saw this scene, they refrained from speaking, expecting what this boy who studied so hard that he had no time to bow his head would do.
Until Chen Yuan dipped his chopsticks in vinegar and put them in his mouth several times without any reaction, they finally couldn't help but laugh.
"..." Chen Yuan was stunned and raised his head.
Just when everyone thought he was going to be angry and Zhou Fu almost apologized, Chen Yuan suddenly said: "Is this an allusion to Wang Xizhi forgetting to eat and sleep and using ink as sauce?"
"Chen Yuan, your studiousness makes me feel sick!"
He Sijiao feels that Chen Yuan's study status over the past three weeks is particularly worrying.
I'm afraid that he really failed the exam.
"After eating, let's go watch the boys in the class train?" Li Youyou suggested.
"Okay, it's quite fun." Zhou Fu agreed.
"OK."
After He Sijiao made the decision, the three of them decided like this.
So after eating, we went to the playground together.
"Why did you come here too?"
He Sijiao looked at Chen Yuan in confusion.
"Hey, why should I follow you?" Chen Yuan finally realized that he had become a friend of women, so he was ready to run away.
Then, Zhou Fu grabbed his arm and said playfully: "You're here, why don't you witness Zhou Yu's heroic appearance?"
Did you just grab his arm directly...
Li Youyou wanted to observe why Zhou Fu and Chen Yuan were so close, but then realized that there was nothing to learn. The only difference between Zhou Fu and myself is that she is really proactive.
I also try to get close to him?
"Okay, okay, okay."
Chen Yuan closed the vocabulary book and took a short rest.
Then he discovered that there was also a progress bar on the basketball court!
The school has a total of four full courts and eight half courts. High school students usually play half courts.
In other words, there are eight people touching the ball now.
But the progress bar appears only for the person throwing the ball.
And his progress bar is 100%.
There was a clear sound of "swipe", and the basketball hit the net hollowly.
No, can this also progress?
Is there any progress in shooting?
Isn't the so-called progress a process that reaches the top and then succeeds?
Immediately afterwards, he saw the second person with a progress bar.
After his teammate grabbed the rebound, he quickly passed the three-pointer out of bounds. He pretended to change direction, shook off the defender, and shot a three-point jumper.
At this time, the progress bar above the head began to appear, ninety-four percent.
Didn't this come in?
But the direction is very positive.
boom! After the basketball hit the iron frame, it missed directly, and then the opponent grabbed the rebound and quickly passed it in and out, scoring two quick points for a layup.
Progress on the layup, 100 percent.
I seem to understand.
Chen Yuan gradually realized what the principle of this super son was.
It's not about judging the probability, but judging how far the ball is from entering the basket based on the shot and strength.
Because when you are in the air and exerting force, the progress bar on the basketball changes.
Just like when I gave Tang Siwen a lecture today, this represents a trend.
Does this also mean that if I can see the progress bar and the direction is right, as long as I apply different strengths and then take action when the progress bar reaches 100, I can guarantee that the action will be successful?
"Zhou Yu seems to have had a quarrel with someone?"
Suddenly, Zhou Fu discovered that the boys in her class seemed to have had an argument with a group of tall boys.
So, they hurried over.
"Is it our turn?"
They had no intention of rotating when it was four to three and one of their teams was due to go off. Therefore, Zhou Yu walked up to one of them and asked seriously.
That boy is from Class 26 and is now the vice-captain of the basketball team, Xu Chen. When I saw this little man asking this, I laughed on the spot.
Then, he looked at his classmates.
The classmates also started laughing.
"You are laughing so hard." Liu Yan, another boy with a score of 185 in the class, retorted unhappily, "We were the ones who came here first, and you said we would add another team. And now there are three teams, and we still can't finish. What do you mean?"
Liu Yan immediately made Xu Chen angry with a hammer, and said sarcastically: "Four bars and zero, four bars and one, it took a few minutes. Who can you blame if you thank me early?"
This early thank you immediately made other people in the class happy.
"And the thank you is a bit crooked."
"Hahahahahaha, laugh to death."
"Then you go." Zhou Yu glared at Xu Chen and said rather rudely, "We were the ones who came here first. This stadium is first come, first served. If you don't want to play now, just leave."
"Isn't it true that strength speaks for itself?" Xu Chen threw the ball to him and said casually, "Come on, come on."
Since I don’t want to look good, I’ll make things look ugly.
He winked at the remaining boys.
They also figured it out quickly.
If you don’t shoot, you engage in confrontation and use your body to fight.
"But I don't want to play with you anymore." Zhou Yu said disgustedly.
"You don't dare to play, do you?" A dark-skinned boy with a crew cut mocked, "But you can't escape, the second round will be Class 18, right?"
"You're laughing so hard, I originally wanted to let it go."
"Yeah, that can only be tortured by Dio."
Xu Chen saw that the guys from Class 18 were still frozen here, so he directly picked up the opponent's ball and threw it out of bounds: "If you don't want to play, get out."
Zhou Yusi didn't hesitate and kicked the opponent's ball away with one kick.
This kick caused the scene to get out of control on the spot.
Xu Chen directly picked up Zhou Yu's clothes and stared at him fiercely, and was pushed away by Zhang Chao the next moment. In order to prevent the situation from getting bigger, Zhang Chao quickly hugged Zhou Yu away.
"You act like a chicken while riding a horse..."
Xu Chen, who was also being held by someone, before he finished speaking, a basketball hit the net.
And that was the one kicked away by Zhou Yu.
Everyone looked in the direction and saw a boy standing in the red circle in the midfield. He raised his hand after shooting and slowly lowered it...
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