Student Jiang Zixuan took the lead in shouting and cheering for the class on the sidelines:
"Class 14..."
"Defend!"
"Class 14..."
"come on!"
In fact, the players on the field have turned a deaf ear to these background sounds.
Xu Lei still has the air of a general, and he did not lose his sense of proportion in this situation.
He whispered a few words to Qian Jiahao before serving, and Qian Jiahao finally did not dare to waste any more time. The two of them played a small cooperation to recover two points.
Soon a new opportunity presented itself.
Qian Jiahao was blocked outside the penalty area with the ball. Xu Lei quickly ran out of a gap, raised his hands and shouted:
"Qian Jiahao!"
The guy glanced at it but subconsciously hesitated for a second.
In a flash of lightning, the defensive players of Class 9 had already taken up their positions in time, but Class 14 missed this fleeting opportunity.
Cooperation also depends on the method of cooperation. Mr. Qian is the kind who only wants others to cooperate with him, and does not want him to cooperate with others.
Oh shit!
Fuck your sister!
Xu Lei really wanted to scold her.
Qian Jiahao hesitated, but in the end he didn't rush in. He reluctantly took a shot from the outside and made a three-pointer.
On the basketball court, three no-sticks not only represent a failed attack, but also often feel unlucky for the person taking the shot, which will affect the feel of the next period of time.
Sure enough, Qian Jiahao's condition became depressed.
Of course, after what happened just now, Xu Lei would not give him another chance.
The situation of Class 9 is similar to that of Class 14. There is no such thing as "bench depth" and the substitutes rarely rotate.
Therefore, towards the end of the third quarter, the physical strength of the players on the field had dropped significantly, and some people's hands and feet began to become erratic.
Both sides scored another goal each, and the score on the field now reached 14:17.
Class 9 launched a fierce defensive counterattack.
Wang Hao, wearing jersey No. 24, rushed over with the ball. Others had no time to defend, and the only one standing in front of him was Lao Xiong.
"Big Bear!"
Xu Lei shouted excitedly from behind, and all the eyes of the audience gathered around him.
Old Xiong subconsciously wanted to shrink back, but he gritted his teeth when he heard the shouting. He remembered the phrase "a crime against the whole class" and steadied his steps.
The opponent didn't know whether it was because he was running out of physical strength and failed to grasp the distance, or because he didn't expect the old bear to not retreat. As soon as he raised his hand, he bumped into the old bear head-on.
At the critical moment, his fingers grazed the old bear's cheek.
The sharp nails scratched the old bear's skin, bringing down a long and thin strip of flesh from his face, and bright red blood quickly oozed from the wound.
This turn of events was beyond everyone's expectation, and they were all stunned.
After all, the people on the field were the closest. Xu Lei immediately pointed at Wang Hao and roared:
"What the hell are you doing?"
Wang Hao was also a little confused. He spread his hands and defended: "I didn't mean it."
"You didn't do it on purpose. Why do you keep your fingernails so long for a golfer?"
This guy is famous for being a dirty player. Xu Lei already had a preconceived impression of him, and now of course he felt that he was playing dirty tricks.
However, this is not unreasonable. Anyone who plays golf regularly knows where injuries are most likely to occur, and keeping your nails clean is the minimum.
The basketball that fell to the ground rolled to the side and was ignored for the time being.
Players from both teams came together, and Xu Lei had already grabbed Wang Hao's clothes. It was a full-on martial arts show.
The young male teacher who was the temporary referee was dumbfounded and didn't even think of blowing the whistle to stop it.
The first person to react outside the court was Zhao Mingcheng. He immediately ran in without caring about anything else:
"Don't even make a move! Don't make a move!"
He grabbed the excited Xu Lei and opened his hand to block the other boys from Class 14.
After all, Lao Zhao has enough experience and is relatively calm.
He first glanced at the wound on the old bear's face. Although it was bloody and looked a bit scary, it shouldn't have penetrated deep into the flesh.
Feeling a little relieved, he immediately took control of the situation: "Don't fight, otherwise what is reasonable will become unreasonable."
He first set the tone and then told the referee: "Go and ask Teacher Wu to come over. He will decide the game."
Teacher Wu is the head coach of the school basketball team and is playing another game not far away.
Many classmates ran over worriedly. He waved to class monitor Jiang Zixuan and gave careful instructions:
"I will take Xiong Yucheng to the infirmary now. You first go to the Academic Affairs Office to find Teacher Xiong. Do you know him? Ask him to come to the infirmary..."
"Then you go to the office of the English Teaching and Research Group to find Teacher Wang, the head teacher of Class 9, and tell her what happened just now."
"Ask her to call the student's parents and come to the infirmary after the call. By the way, what's his name..."
"Wang Hao." Someone immediately reminded him.
Jiang Zixuan nodded to indicate that she had remembered, and asked Lao Xiong again: "Does it matter what you do?"
The old bear grinned in pain, and when he reached out and touched it, it was all bloody blood, but he still pretended to be a tough guy and shook his head at Jiang Zixuan.
Zhao Mingcheng told Xu Lei again: "You are solely responsible for the competition. It doesn't matter whether you win or lose, but safety comes first."
"No fighting!" he emphasized again.
Xu Lei is a reliable person. He was a little nervous just now, but now he has calmed down.
He exhaled and nodded.
After Lao Zhao said a few words, he grabbed Lao Xiong and left, while Jiang Zixuan trotted towards the administration building.
Lin Yi looked at Old Xiong walking towards the infirmary and wanted to follow him together. Xu Lei grabbed his arm and said, "Don't go, the game is not over yet."
Lin Yi thought for a while and thought that with Zhao Mingcheng here, there should be no problem.
There was nothing I could do to help him. If it was serious, he would have to be sent to the hospital, so he simply stayed here.
But when he turned around, he happened to meet the eyes of Qi Yiming on the opposite side.
Qi Yiming was stunned at first, then smiled maliciously and made a gesture of slitting his throat.
Although Lao Xiong's injury was not directly related to him, thinking about his harsh words before the start of the game and his current contemptuous attitude, Lin Yi was already furious.
Damn it, I'm too lazy to talk to you. If a tiger doesn't show its strength, it will treat me as a sick cat. Today I will help your father improve your memory.
The victory in today's game belongs to Lao Xiong.
I said!
He extended his thumb to Qi Yiming, then turned it over with his thumb facing down, and mouthed:
"You eat shit!"
Qi Yiming didn't understand what he said, but it didn't matter, his attitude was clear.
He felt a little excited and things were getting interesting.
Teacher Wu rushed over with a whistle. He switched places with the young male teacher, and he was the one to whistle the "endgame."
It is very informal and follows the authority in urgent matters.
Although he didn't see it with his own eyes, he had just heard what happened. After he came over, he didn't ask anyone, and just cut through the mess and gave a penalty to Class 9:
Physical foul, expulsion.
Two free throws and one throw.
Teacher Wu is the most authoritative basketball professional in the school, and no one raised any objections.
In fact, the students were still immersed in confusion and did not react.
No. 24 Wang Hao didn't stab him and walked off the court honestly.
At this time, no one expected that a short boy jumped out from the sideline team of Class 9, walked up to him, pointed at him and shouted angrily: