Lin Ze glanced at the small forward and center surrounding him, then turned to look at the head teacher and coach of the physical education class.
It seems that I have been underestimated!
Lin Ze made a gesture to Jiang Tianhao, and Jiang Tianhao nodded immediately after seeing it.
After the start is the round of physical class.
"This is your own offensive round!"
"What's wrong with you two looking at me like this?" Lin Ze persuaded the two people in front of him with sincerity.
It's a pity that the two of them have been given death orders by the coach, no matter whether they are attacking or defending, they must look at Lin Ze.
However, their behavior made their team's point guard responsible for dribbling feel uncomfortable. Jiang Tianhao restricted his movements, and no one came to help him with a pick-and-roll at this time.
The space between the remaining two teammates was also tightly blocked. He couldn't move or pass.
"If you continue like this, your attack time will be over." Lin Ze once again launched a verbal offensive against the two people in front of him.
What if trash-talking wasn't an integral part of the stadium?
What's the difference between not talking trash when you're playing basketball and not communicating when you're playing games?
The center in the sports class was still disturbed by what Lin Ze said, and subconsciously glanced in the direction of the point guard behind him.
Then when he turned around and came back, he found that Lin Ze had disappeared.
At the same time.
I struggled to dribble the ball over and had no choice but to pull out the point guard myself. When I jumped up, I found a dark shadow appeared in front of me.
"Pa!"
No. 23?!
The point guard in the sports class thought it was Jiang Tianhao covering him, but when he saw the jersey number in front of him, it turned out to be No. 23, who was being defended by two of his own team.
"What's going on with you?" The point guard couldn't help his temper.
Can't you both look at each other? Are you two pigs?
The small forward and center looked at each other and were embarrassed to speak. This was indeed their fault.
But they have tried their best, Lin Ze's speed and reaction are too fast.
"Defend first!" the captain's power forward shouted to his teammates to start retreating.
Come to the attack round of the experimental class.
After Jiang Tianhao dribbled the ball over, he spotted an open space and threw the ball to Qian Sanyi. Qian Sanyi raised his hand to shoot and successfully attracted the attention of the center in front of Lin Ze.
Then Qian Sanyi faked a pass and passed the ball to Lin Ze who was open. Lin Ze did not choose to dunk this time, but directly made a picturesque fadeaway jumper.
"Kobe!"
Someone in the stands shouted when they saw this scene, and then gradually everyone's voices merged together.
In fact, Lin Ze's fadeaway jumper looks exactly the same as Kobe's.
Just talking about this fadeaway jumper, Lin Ze can call himself Kobe’s disciple, right?
This time, the head teacher of the physical fitness class couldn't bear it any longer. He stood up and roared at his power forward: "You should guard against him too!"
This move by the sports class coach successfully took the suspense out of the game. Of course, even if he didn't do this, the game wouldn't have any suspense.
"Woohoo!"
"We won!!"
"We are the champions!!!"
As soon as the whistle sounded at the end of the game, everyone in the experimental class gathered around.
I don’t know who started the move first. The first one threw Lin Ze up, followed by Jiang Tianhao, Qian Sanyi...
In the end, everyone who was so happy even targeted Lao Zhao who sent away the principal.
This startled Lao Zhao, who subconsciously took a step back and yelled: "What do you want to do?!"
"Teacher Zhao." Jiang Tianhao slowly approached Lao Zhao with a malicious smile on his face.
It's a pity that Lao Zhao didn't listen to him at all, and his backhand was an undisguised threat: "If you want to change your physical education class to mathematics class in the future, you can try it."
"Uh..." As soon as he said these words, the smile on Jiang Tianhao's face disappeared.
"Okay." Zhao Rongbao pressed his hand to signal everyone to quiet down. After coughing twice, he began to speak: "It's good for our experimental class to win this basketball game this time!"
"But..."
Lin Ze and the others skillfully rolled their eyes at Lao Zhao, but this was really unexpected!
"But you are about to face your first monthly exam, so you still have to put your mind back into studying as soon as possible."
"Will you also give your parents a good explanation at the parent-teacher meeting?"
"Yes..." Lin Ze and the others responded lazily. I have to say, isn't it disappointing that Lao Zhao said this at this time?
"I've said it to you, but it's up to you to decide what to do."
"There are still three days until the monthly exam on Friday. Please hurry up and review. I hope you all get good results in the monthly exam." After saying this, Lao Zhao left.
He turned around and left in a cool manner, leaving some people behind who were blinded.
The representative here is our classmate Lin Miaomiao. Lin Miaomiao asked Lin Ze for help with a bitter face: "What should I do?"
If she worked hard for a while in the second week, the rest of the time she just let the sheep go.
Except for class time, I either watch my own class basketball game or go on duty in the broadcasting room.
Of course, even in class, my mind would wander from time to time. In the third week, I successfully returned to the bottom position in the weekly exam.
"Review well!"
"What else can I do?" If possible, Lin Ze actually wanted to give Lin Miaomiao some questions.
But the reality is that he has now completed all three years of high school courses, and no matter what the exam is, it is not a problem for him at all.
But the problem is that he doesn’t know the specific content of the monthly exam for the first year of high school?
"Are you still my best friend?" Lin Miaomiao looked at Lin Ze pitifully, as if if you don't help me, I will cry for you.
"Let me think about it." As for a solution, Lin Ze really has a good one that is not very mature.
"Think quickly." From Lin Miaomiao's point of view, a master like Lin Ze must have his exclusive secrets, and just a little bit exposed from between his fingers is enough for her to deal with Ms. Wang Shengnan.
After all, her requirements are not high, as long as she is not in the bottom...third place!
"How much pocket money do you have now?"
"Pocket money?" Lin Miaomiao groped around on her body, and finally took out a five-dollar bill, three one-dollar bills and a five-cent steel coin from her pocket.
"That's all in total." Lin Miaomiao put all the money in her hand and spread it out for Lin Ze to see.
Lin Ze was speechless and twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "You are really rich."