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Chapter 78 This Is Unscientific

"Haha, Teacher Han, is that student in your class scared? Why is he hiding there alone during the basketball game?"

The head teacher of Class 2, Grade 3, was a middle-aged woman. When she saw Yang Tian hiding under the basketball hoop, she couldn't help but taunt him.

Han Xiangning, the head teacher of Class 1, Senior Grade 1, always puts pressure on her. She has long been resentful. Now she finally found this opportunity to definitely suppress the arrogance of the principal Han Xiangning.

Han Xiangning was already angry. She wanted to be first in the class, but Yang Tian actually abandoned her teammates and went to the basketball stand to be lazy.

In this way, let alone first place, you won't even get the second to last place.

If it weren't for the inappropriate timing, she would have rushed up and grabbed Yang Tian's ears to teach him a lesson.

Listening to the constant sarcasm from the class teacher of Class 2, Grade 3 next to her, Han Xiang was so angry that her orifices were filled with smoke and her delicate little fists were clenched pale.

Han Xiangning said to herself more than once: 'As long as there is an intermission, phew, just endure it until the intermission. Then I will just pluck Yang Tian's ears off and let this kid know the consequences of going against her.

At this moment, the basketball court was changing rapidly. Although Lin Ye's dribbling skills were good, he couldn't withstand the siege of the two men.

He was in a difficult position, and the three teammates beside him were all tightly pestered by each other.

It's simply impossible to pass the ball.

Lin Ye's face turned pale and he looked back, begging Yang Tian for help.

But it's better not to look at it. He almost vomited blood when he looked at it.

I saw Yang Tian sitting under their basketball hoop to relax and recuperate. It was so comfortable.

Nowadays, both insiders and laymen are watching the fun, but no one understands why Yang Tian did what he did.

Everyone seemed to think that Yang Tian gave up the game on his own initiative.

As a result, the sarcasm in the audience could not be heard.

"Who is this guy? Can he play basketball?"

"Yes, he is still wearing the No. 1 jersey. Is he worthy of it?"

"It's just embarrassing for the people in Class 1, Grade 3, huh!"

"Damn it, don't watch it anymore. The more I watch it, the angrier it becomes. I am from Class 1, Grade 3. I admired him before, but from now on I have always hated him!"

"Humph, I will never like him again. Does he think he is just trying to be cool?"

An anxious look appeared in Wang Jingchen's beautiful eyes. She wanted to defend herself and clear Yang Tian's name, but now she had no excuse.

In comparison, Su Shirou was very calm. Although she was surprised why Yang Tian did this, her reason told her that Yang Tian must have a reason for doing this.

Just wait and everything will be revealed!

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On the field!

"You tricked me to death!"

Lin Ye's face was ashen with anger. He had no choice. Although he was far away from the opponent's basketball stand, the ball would be snatched away by the opponent if he didn't take action.

Lin Ye gritted his teeth and stood outside the three-point line and jumped to shoot.

However, he overestimated himself.

Not to mention compared with Yang Tian, ​​Lin Ye's shooting skills are not as good as those of Liu Peng.

The basketball went far away and hit the backboard glass directly.

Seeing the mistake, Lin Ye shouted anxiously: "Zhang Feng, grab the rebound quickly."

Zhang Feng yelled, but before he could jump up, a tall guy from Class 2, Grade 3, grabbed it directly.

Then it was quickly passed to Liu Peng.

Liu Peng laughed loudly and said: "Lin Ye, your senior class 1 class are just a piece of shit. I feel sick when I think that I could lose to you yesterday."

Lin Ye was angry and wanted to grab it, but at this time Liu Peng had already taken the lead carrying the basketball and ran to their basketball stand.

Lin Ye shouted anxiously to Yang Tian: "Yang Tian, ​​stop him quickly."

After hearing this, Yang Tian slowly stood up.

Liu Peng reached outside the three-point line and sneered: "You want to stop me? Haha, it's too late."

After finishing his words, he jumped up and the basketball flew out of his hands and flew towards the basket where Yang Tian was.

It’s over!

Lin Ye sighed, looking decadent.

They fell on their knees at the start, are they really going to be at the bottom today?

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"I didn't expect Class 1 to be so weak. Now I doubt whether they are qualified to enter the finals and be my opponent."

Yan Cheng narrowed his eyes and looked proud.

The ball hasn't been dropped yet, but Yan Cheng has already anticipated the outcome.

Liu Peng's hit rate was more than 70%, and he took the lead, so no one could stop him.

This first goal will definitely be scored by Liu Peng!

Zuo Xiu frowned and said, "Yan Cheng, don't make any comments before it's over. Yang Tian is not that simple."

Yan Cheng didn't take it seriously and said: "He sat directly under the basketball hoop. Either he is trying to impress others and is arrogant, or he has no real ability and is just deliberately trying to please others."

He smiled playfully and continued to say disdainfully: "No matter which of the two he is, he is not worthy of fear, and he is not even qualified to be my opponent."

Zuo Xiu sighed, and a thought flashed through his mind!

What if he has such absolute confidence? In this case, what should I say???

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Another place! Before the ball is made!

"Hahaha, Teacher Han, don't be too disappointed. I will ask the classmates in our class to give way to your class later so that your class's loss will not be too ugly.

The head teacher of Class 2, Grade 3, looked proud, as if he had determined that Class 1, Grade 3, was defeated.

Han Xiang was so angry that she bit her silver teeth secretly, and she swore that she would let Yang Tian know why the flowers were red after the intermission.

At this moment, the head teacher of Grade 200 was still chattering endlessly.

Han Xiangning was really angry and couldn't help but said angrily: "Do you think your class can score this goal? Maybe it can't be scored?"

After she finished speaking, she saw the head teacher of Class 2, Grade 3, staring at the basketball court in disbelief with his eyes wide open.

It was as if he had seen a ghost, with a look of horror on his face.

Han Xiangning was still blinking her big eyes in confusion. She didn't react. She could only hear everyone in the audience exclaiming at each other's surprises!

It was like something incredible had happened.

Han Xiangning didn't know why, so she quickly looked towards the basketball court and found that Yang Tian was holding the ball indifferently, with no expression on his face.

She felt bitter in her heart, was it because she was still given the first score by Class 2 of Grade 3?

At this time, everyone in the audience kept exclaiming: "Oh my God, is this still a human being?"

"I have watched basketball for more than ten years, and I have never seen basketball played like this."

"A terrifying, terrifying opponent. Anyone who becomes his opponent will be in despair."

Yes, Han Xiangning was also desperate.

Listen to how the other team praises the players from Class 3 and Class 2, and then listen to how Yang Tian praises their class.

He has a bubble in his head, is insane, and is a lazy person. When others are playing basketball, he just sits on the ground and rests.

The more the two compared each other, the sadder Han Xiangning became, and her eyes became red.

At this time, Teacher Zhao, the head teacher of Class 3 and Class 4, glanced at Han Xiangning in surprise and said, "Teacher Han, yes, the number one under the basketball hoop is from your class, right? With him, your class will definitely get the first place."

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Han Xiangning smiled bitterly and said, "Teacher Zhao, are you even laughing at our class?"

Teacher Zhao was stunned for a moment, then said: "Why am I laughing at your class? I don't have the qualifications either."

"ah?"

Han Xiangning was stunned and asked: "I didn't pay attention, what happened on the field just now?"

Teacher Zhao glanced at Han Xiangning in surprise and said: "That's such a pity. Do you know that just now your student was like a god? When Liu Peng, Class 2, Grade 3, shot from outside the three-point line, your student jumped up and stretched out his hand directly.

He reached the top of the basket and caught the basketball that was about to go into the basket."

"What???"

Han Xiangning didn't react. This was a basketball game, not a movie!

After jumping high, I simply stretched out my hand and caught the ball that went into the basket 100% of the time.

Teacher Zhao looked at Han Xiangning's puzzled face and continued to laugh: "In other words, the student in Class 2, Grade 3, did not score a goal."

Looking at the basketball court, Yang Tian stood aloof under the basketball stand holding a basketball.

Han Xiangning was completely confused.

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Wang Jingchen's beautiful eyes curved into a crescent shape, and she kept clapping her little hands to cheer for Yang Tian!

She knew, she knew that Yang Tian was not a waste and would not give in easily!

Su Shirou held up her eyes and took a pen to calculate all the basis for Yang Tian to jump so high just now.

However, after calculating for a long time, he was disappointed!

No matter from the perspective of biology, mechanics, mathematics, or gravity, Yang Tian should not jump so high!

In the end, she summed it up in four words...

This unscientific!

Elsewhere, looking at the stunned Yan Cheng, Zuo Xiu solemnly said: "How is it? Do you still dare to look down on that Yang Tian now?"

Yan Cheng was stunned for a long time, then took a deep breath, his body couldn't stop shaking and said: "This is impossible, this is impossible, this is impossible!"

He said the same sentence three times in a row, which was enough to prove the shock in his heart! (To be continued)


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