It was almost eight o'clock, and there was a noise outside the gymnasium.

Listening to the movement, there seemed to be many female voices.

Chen Chuxun looked at him and saw that almost twenty people had entered the gymnasium. Most of the women were stunned by Li Ke and others who were warming up.

Zhou Feng and a group of people came to Chen Chu, pointed at one of the young men of similar age and said, "Old Chen, he is the Ouyang Hao I told you, he is so popular! These women came here.

It's all his fans!? It's a bit enviable!"

Chen Chu was too lazy to pay attention to it, so he quickly got up and went to the stadium.

As soon as they arrived at Li Ke and others, the teachers from No. 2 Middle School also entered the venue one after another. They should be old acquaintances, chatting while doing activities.

Li Ke glanced at the group of young female teachers who were already sitting in the stands: "I said your No. 2 Middle School is a bit foul! How can you bring your own cheerleaders!"

"That's all your fault. "The teacher of No. 1 Middle School laughed and said, "These are all young people who are newly recruited by No. 2 Middle School, but they are not here to see us."

Everyone's eyes were on Ouyang Hao who was practicing with the ball. Li Ke asked in a low voice: "Who is this young man?"

"The young overseas returnees were also recruited this year." A teacher from No. 2 Middle School waved: "Teacher Ouyang, come and say hello."

"It just so happens that we have recruited new people this year. Come, Xiao Chen, say hello."

Chen Chu and Ouyang Hao both came over to say hello and got to know each other briefly.

The teachers of No. 2 Middle School naturally praised them a little.

"We, Mr. Ouyang, are not simple. We have millions of fans online. Not only are we tall and handsome, but we can also make money. With this platform's video income, we can earn about 100,000 yuan a month!"

Li Ke and others couldn't help but smack their tongues: "A hundred thousand? Teacher Ouyang, you are so capable, you're worth one year in a month!"

Ouyang Hao smiled modestly, and Chen Chu was a little embarrassed.

In comparison, he is really mediocre and incompetent.

"The female teachers of No. 2 Middle School are all fans of Mr. Ouyang. Today I came to watch the competition." The teacher of No. 2 Middle School smiled and said, "If you don't talk about other things, you should be careful. This year is no more than before. Mr. Ouyang

Playing very well!”

"When it comes to playing basketball, our little teacher Chen is not weak, and his level is quite high!" Li Ke grinned and patted Chen Chu on the shoulder.

I don't know what to say, just laugh with me.

"Oh! Then let's see the real sign on the court!"

The warm-up was almost hot. Li Ke was about to let Chen Chu take the starting lineup. Chen Chu hurriedly said: "Teacher Li, I will observe first, and I will go on later. What do you think?"

Although one hour of imitation skills is enough to finish the normal game, there are always a few minutes to spare. Considering the sequelae of imitation skills, Chen Chu decided to go on later.

Li Ke didn't think too much, and said it was okay, so he took the teachers from Four No. 1 Middle School to start the start.

Zhou Feng and others ran to Chen Chu again.

There was also a substitute teacher who saw Zhou Feng and others coming, so he quickly found an excuse to take off.

Class 7 is famous for its reputation, so he doesn't want to make it boring.

"Old Chen, why don't you start the show?"

"Yes! We've been waiting for a long time!"

Everyone looked at me and said something, with confusion on their faces.

Zhou Feng shouted and said, "What do you know? Old Chen is a tactic!"

Chen Chu:?

Everyone looked at Zhou Feng with curiosity: "What tactics!?"

Zhou Feng grinned and stretched out a finger and whispered: "First of all, it's psychological tactics. Old Chen is so strong, the opponent will definitely feel guilty, thinking about when Old Chen will play on the stage, etc., which will cause a certain degree of psychological oppression.

”

Chen Chu:??

Zhou Feng stretched out his second finger: "The second is to observe tactics. Old Chen has to analyze the opponent's ball line number, defense ratio and pick-and-roll regulation, so that the tactics can be changed at any time to deal with it."

Chen Chu:???

"Third, keep your physical strength, the opponent will start with Ouyang Hao. If Old Chen will start now, it will be easy to spend more physical energy to deal with it before he is not clear about the opponent's path, so Old Chen did not choose to start with it.

, How did I analyze it?"

"I didn't teach you in vain."

Chen Chu said lightly, looking at the game on the court with a serious face.

I felt very nervous.

Defensive ratio? Pick-roll regulation?

What's the thing?

I haven't heard it before.

This can't be exposed, otherwise it would be too embarrassing.

A group of students who practiced their bodies couldn't help but exclaim.

"Old Chen Niuzi!"

"Is this called planning and winning thousands of miles away?"

Chen Chu coughed and quickly changed the subject and said, "Don't use it randomly. I didn't think I could finally get into trouble. I was so angry that I lifted the coffin board. Don't pull it, watch the game well."

Everyone hurriedly closed their mouths.

After watching for a while, Ouyang Hao's strength was fully demonstrated.

The street ball was cool and the pitch was accurate, so Li Ke was knocked down twice.

The female teachers from No. 2 Middle School cheered continuously and had a boost of momentum.

The difference is nearly ten.

"No!" Zhou Feng frowned while looking, "Why do I feel like this guy is deliberately showing off his skills? He is shaking people all day long, and he can clearly throw the ball even if he can. "

"No need to feel it, it's just showing off its skills on purpose." Chen Chu glanced at the next door, where a female teacher was photographing, and even fixed the phone with a tripod: "I guess it's live broadcast!"

As soon as the training student looked over, he ran back and said, "Old Chen is right, he is on the live broadcast! I took a look and saw thousands of people watching online, and many people are still giving gifts!"

Chen Chu frowned: "Do you use Ouyang Hao's account?"

"right."

Chen Chu curled his lips.

Even if you want to shoot videos, you can't play like this. The teachers of No. 1 Middle School also need to be face-saving. It's one thing that is inferior to others, but no matter how you say it is a competition, what does it mean to show off your skills on purpose?

Use our No. 1 Middle School teachers as tool people?
Chapter completed!