On the other side, across the field.

Jiang Qing and Hua Jiang guide and guide the country.

"This year, we will play dual-core."

"Two points in the frontcourt, Li Zheng and I."

"Chen Sen waits for the opportunity to hit the ball, the oil barrel blocks the rebound, and Liu Yonghui runs more."

"Last year, I was just unlucky and lost by three points."

"With the secret weapon Li Zheng joining us this year, we will definitely win."

After everyone heard this, they were also full of momentum, and victory seemed to be within their grasp.

But Jiang guided himself and looked to the opposite side with some worry.

Ling Shijie was also staring at him.

Jiang Qinghua shuddered and turned around again.

After all, he is a good student, but he is still afraid of this.

Last year, I was facing off against Ling Shijie, and I got elbowed a lot. The guy raised his elbow and hit me in the face.

Otherwise, leave him to Li Zheng for defense...

Let this kid suffer a little too.

As soon as Jiang Qinghua came up with this idea, he erased it.

One yard after another, the class victory is the first.

Li Zheng couldn't stand Ling Shijie's playing style.

That's all I can bear.

He took a breath and continued.

"This year, it's still defense."

"I'm keeping an eye on Ling Shijie."

"The others find their own matchups."

"Li Zheng, keep an eye on the guy wearing glasses."

Li Zheng raised his hand and said: "I haven't played the whole game. I should be running a lot. My physical fitness can't last long. How about I play 7 minutes in the first half, then take a rest, and then decide on the follow-up arrangements at midfield.

"

"Okay." Jiang Qinghua looked at the substitutes, "Warm up at any time and prepare to replace Li Zheng."

Just as he was talking, Zhang Xiaoke trotted over carrying a large bag of drinks.

"Bought... bought..." She gasped and handed the bag to Li Zheng.

"Too slow." Li Zheng hurriedly took out a can of Blue Bottle Red Bull and started drinking it.

Looking at Li Zheng, everyone was envious.

It’s great to have a student slave.

"Are you... really the main force?" Zhang Xiaoke wiped his sweat and felt a little weak.

"Haha, your master is extremely strong. He is Mitsui Hisashi from our fourth class." Jiang Qinghua said with a smile, "He also has the same problem as Mitsui Hisashi, middle-aged physical strength."

"Hahaha."

Li Zheng himself also laughed: "I'm practicing."

Zhang Xiaoke was suddenly surprised: "Ah, that person is from our school?"

Following her gaze, Ling Shijie was squatting on the sidelines chatting with someone.

Everyone quickly looked away, not daring to look at him.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Qinghua asked.

"That's him. He and a group of people wandered around the gate of our school... It was quite scary." Zhang Xiaoke swallowed and said, "You guys... be careful."

The team members were a little panicked upon hearing this.

Jiang Qinghua, on the other hand, laughed as if nothing was wrong: "It's okay, I'm familiar with Ling Shijie, and it's not like I haven't played with him before. I'll leave Ling Shijie to me as I play whatever I want, and you guys don't have to worry about it."

"I will wait for the opportunity to make up for it," Li Zheng said.

Liu Xin also punched his chest hard: "I am facing Qiao Bixia. I am not afraid of anyone on the court."

Amidst the laughter, more students gathered on the sidelines.

Tang Zhifei led the team and brought almost the entire team to the sidelines to cheer.

Lin Yujing stayed in the classroom and slept on her stomach because of a cold.

Li Zheng felt very sorry.

She is very resilient.

I can only think of ways to squeeze more juice from Zhang Xiaoke.

At 12:30, 10 minutes before the start of the game, most people from the two classes had already gathered on the sidelines.

Many people from other classes who didn't have a competition today also came. Some people from the first and third years of high school also came to watch the fun. Of course, Jiang Qinghua's traditional fan girl group was among them.

Of course, there are also a few supporters of Ling Shijie.

After all, you are still young and it is easier to worship such brutal and strong men when your mind is not yet developed.

As for the other scene, because it was a battle between liberal arts classes, there were only a few spectators.

There is no way, it is not easy for them to select 10 boys who can shoot ball.

Before the game even started, Jiang Qinghua's fan group started shouting "Jiang Shuai, Jiang Shuai mvp!"

Li Zheng looked sideways and saw that the two tall girls were leading the way.

This organizational ability is very good.

You will be my important target.

Just as the game was about to start, a bald man suddenly appeared at the school gate.

"Li Zheng, come here!"

Looking around, Qiao Sheng was carrying a big backpack and waving his hands.

Li Zheng panicked.

At this time, Teacher Hu should still be in the operating room.

Could something be wrong?

He ran over quickly.

But Qiao Sheng was sweating profusely, dragging Li Zheng towards the sports group: "I forgot about the big thing... come with me."

"Is there anything bigger than Teacher Hu?"

"Chunmei's surgery is complete. No problem. It's perfect. I just slipped out to give you something." Qiao Sheng hurriedly pulled Li Zheng into the house.

In the office, two male physical education teachers had just hung up their whistles and were getting ready to go out.

Qiao Sheng immediately stopped the two of them: "Who will call the ball between Class 2 and Class 4?"

"I'm blowing," a tall teacher with a big middle score asked, "What's wrong, Brother Sheng?"

"This is Li Zheng." Qiao Sheng introduced immediately, "My brother from Class 4, do you understand what I mean?"

"I understand, Brother Sheng." The tall teacher nodded tremblingly.

"Okay, let's go." Qiao Sheng then sent the two of them off.

Li Zheng always thought that although the level of Yinghu Middle School was average, the school spirit and discipline were still acceptable and there were no bad bullies.

He was wrong.

It turns out that the bad guys are among the teachers.

Without saying anything, Qiao Sheng took out a set of sports vest and pants with a white background and blue edges from his bag.

"The Shougang team uniform is an authentic one. I've been hiding it for several years." Qiao Sheng said as he started to pull at Li Zheng's clothes. "Lao Ma signed it at the scene of the 2015 championship."

Li Zheng shivered.

"Stop dawdling and take it off quickly." Qiao Sheng urged, "Look at you putting it on, I have to go back to the hospital quickly."

"It's too expensive, Teacher Qiao."

"It's so expensive, you can buy it casually. I know someone from the club, so I went over to sign it." Qiao Sheng looked at Li Zheng's short-sleeved school uniform and cursed, "How can my brother be so shameless? I quickly changed it.

"

"forget it."

"Still hesitating? The game has begun."

"..."

…

Under Qiao Sheng's pressure, Li Zheng had no choice but to put on this team uniform.

He didn't know that this was a hole that Lao Li accidentally dug for him.

Jijing Shougang, the most famous local basketball team, is also a traditional CBA team.

What Li Zheng is wearing now is uniform No. 3.

This number belongs to Shougang’s legendary foreign aid, super MVP, Stephon Marbury.

Wear something like this.

no doubt.

That's quite shameful.

Not to mention school, even on the field, it's very shameful.

But Li Zheng had to admit it.

This basketball uniform is really comfortable.

I feel like my body is floating a little bit.

Paired with the kd12 basketball shoes that have been broken in.

It's really a bit too strong.

"O**k!" Qiao Sheng patted Li Zheng with satisfaction, "I'm in a hurry to go back to the hospital, so I won't watch your game."

"Well, I'll return it to you after the game."
Chapter completed!