Chapter 10: Arena Turf (Part 2)
As the chaos in the field intensified, all the spectators on both sides of the game were also making a fuss. At this time, the competitions of the other seven venues were all suspended, and everyone in the entire playground rushed towards the competition venues of the Law School and the History Department.
The cheerleaders of both the Law School and the History Department have already started to curse each other across the court. The History Department keeps cursing "The people in the Law School are shameless, and if they can't beat the game, they will hit people." At the beginning of the Law School, no one has been talking back, after all, it's their own fault. But after being scolded for a long time, they are angry and start cursing for various reasons.
Suddenly, I didn't know which animal from the law school was not chaotic enough, and even shouted in the crowd: "It won't work if you bump it! What's too useless! The waste from the history department!" This sentence was like throwing a fire into the hay, which instantly ignited the emotions of everyone on the field. The people in the law school seemed to have regarded the word "waste" as a slogan and began to shout loudly. Suddenly, the "waste" screams were endless, and the people from the history department could not bear the humiliation. More and more spectators from the two departments rushed into the competition venue, and seeing that a group of fights was inevitable, the situation began to develop in an uncontrollable direction.
"What should I do!" Hearing this provocative shout, several members of the History Department looked at the old bird captain on their side. "Damn, I've had it with them!" The old bird captain said in a bachelor's voice. After saying that, he took the lead in hitting the animals of the law school basketball team opposite. The other party was so shameless that they dared to be so shameless, and everyone felt that blood was surging up. In addition, the captain was up, and the others also clenched their fists and hit the players of the law school team in the front.
Han Xiaoxi was surrounded by a chaotic crowd at a loss. When she started to curse between the two sides across the game venue, her nature of watching the fun made Han Xiaoxi not get out of the crowd at the first time. As a result, when the crowd gathered more and more and more excitedly poured into the basketball court, she found that she could no longer squeeze out the crowd. At this time, the basketball court was already crowded with about hundreds of people, and she could only move her steps helplessly as the crowd moved. At this time, she felt helpless and scared, but she could not imagine that all she could do was pray silently, and the farce on the basketball court could end early.
"Damn it!" Yang Tao, who helped Meng Wei to the side of the basketball court, had been taking care of Meng Wei on the sidelines, couldn't help but curse when he heard the history-related waste. He glanced at Chen Chufan, and saw that Chen Chufan's face turned pale and stood up without saying a word. He silently walked to the scoreboard.
The score card is an iron frame that can be supported, with a wooden board placed on it, and white paper can be used to calculate scores. Chen Chufan randomly threw the wooden board for scoring onto the ground. After closing the iron frame supporting the wooden board, he picked up the iron frame and walked towards the basketball frame.
Chen Chufan walked to the basketball hoop, and without saying a word, he smashed the iron frame in his hand hard on the support pole of the basketball hoop! With a "clang" sound, the violent impact between the metal instantly made most people in the field tremble all over and unconsciously look at the place where the loud noise was made. However, the people who had already fisted and kicked each other in the middle of the crowd, but they had not stopped their movements and were still punching each other.
Chen Chufan ignored those things. He just silently used the iron frame in his hand to continuously hit the support pole of the basketball rack. So the "clang" and "clang" sound began to accelerate. As the rhythm accelerated, the sound became louder and louder. The harsh noise when the metal collided began to explode in front of everyone's ears. The iron frame in Chen Chufan's hand began to bend gradually because of overwhelming burden. The noisy game venue finally gradually calmed down. Everyone stopped crowding and looked at the madman with a hideous expression on his face and kept knocking on the metal rod.
Yes, in everyone's eyes, Chen Chufan was a madman at this time, with a ferocious face and frowning, and then smashed the iron frame in his hand towards the basketball frame. Are you not afraid of being injured by his hands?
Seeing that the crowd finally calmed down completely and everyone's eyes were focused on him, Chen Chufan casually threw the completely deformed iron bracket in his hand to the ground, and roared angrily: "Who said just now that the history system is a waste, do you dare to stand up!" His wild actions, coupled with his ferocious expression, actually shocked everyone on the basketball court. No one dared to take action, as if he was afraid of angering the man who looked like a madman in front of him.
"Bah, how dare you say you don't dare to admit it?" Chen Chufan spitted at his feet and said disdainfully.
The entire field was completely quiet, and no one made any sound. Whose head would be harder than the metal on the basketball rack? Seeing the basketball rack that was slightly deformed under the strong hit, I even thought of the iron rack hitting my head, and some people even sweated coldly.
Seeing that no one was talking, Chen Chufan felt bored only. He looked up at the basket above his head, and suddenly an impulse surged in his heart. So he picked up a basketball under the basketball stand. He took a few steps back and recalled what he had encountered these days in his heart. He thought that his woman might be acting coquettish in the arms of another man, and that his boss was deliberately hit by someone and was scolded as a waste. An extremely unfair breath echoed in his chest. He took a big breath and stopped.
Stepping, holding the ball with both hands and rushing towards the basket, approaching, and then jumping. At this moment, all the unfair aura completely turned into a roar, "Ah!" A sound like a bell sounded heavily in everyone's ears. Then Chen Chufan's body rose into the air, and his hands holding the basketball obviously exceeded the basket. After a clear air stagnation action, a heavy dunk followed, and with another "clang", the basketball was smashed into the basket. In an instant, there was a sound of gasping in the field.
When Chen Chufan gently bent his knees back to the ground, he felt refreshed and the anger that had been abandoned seemed to be swept away. However, he did not let go of the law school people who had just knocked over the boss and said in an insult. He turned around slowly, still with a ferocious expression, but said in his usual tone: "Who is the waste?"
The crowd was quiet again. After a moment, the crowd in the History Department began to take action. From the first place to cooperate with Chen Chufan's words, they shouted "Law School, waste!". All the students in the History Department began to shout this slogan in a unified manner, and even found a unique rhythm. When someone shouted "Law School", someone immediately took "Waste" at about 1 second interval. In this way, the slogan "Law School, waste" became the main theme of the entire competition venue.
Yes, although everyone in the History Department was also shocked by Chen Chufan's fury to smash the basketball hoop and by the extremely domineering dunk, for them, what is more important is that Chen Chufan is a member of the History Department. His actions brought them a sense of pride. Especially Chen Chufan's words after the dunk instantly burst their passion. So the shouts of "waste" kept coming back and forth.
Momentum is a very strange thing. When people lose their momentum, although they are still those people, they have no courage to continue to fight. At present, the students of the Law School are losing their momentum and courage. In the face of the provocations of the History Department, except for a few people, most of them began to choose to be tolerant and even escape. The students of the Law School kept squeezed out of the crowd and disappeared into the field.
Han Xiaoxi, who was blocked in the crowd, could finally squeeze out the crowd easily. In fact, when the entire playground was suppressed by Chen Chufan's iron rack, the crowd was no longer crowded. At that time, Han Xiaoxi could choose to leave easily. But she didn't. She just stared blankly at Chen Chufan who stood under the basketball rack like a god. In her life, she had never encountered such a bold man. Chen Chufan's angry behavior of smashing the basketball rack not only shocked her ears, but also shocked her heart, not to mention the extremely domineering dunk that followed. The heroic posture of the man soared into the air gave her the urge to worship him. This made her feel that she was eager to know this strange man.
Thinking of it, she always acted as Han Xiaoxi's rule. So she rushed to the crowd of people in the history department, caught a creature she often called a livestock, and shouted, "Who is the macho guy who dunked just now!"
The arrested boy from the history department was shouting slogans, but suddenly the harassment was disrupted by someone, and of course he felt angry. But when he looked down, he saw that the person who interrupted him was an extremely charming little girl, and that anger was instantly thrown out of the sky.
"Isn't the dunk the sophomore Chen Chufan in the history department? He is very famous recently, the one who jumped into the lake for love! By the way, MM, which department are you from!" After answering Han Xiaoxi's question, the cattle immediately added a question.
"I, I'm from the law school!" After Han Xiaoxi said that, she lowered her head and flicked out of the crowd.
Chapter completed!