168: The Story of Devil's Feet Seven
After Kong Shucheng returned to school, he did the physics test paper in the classroom for half an hour, and then he suddenly remembered that he wanted to report Huang Yaoshi to safety. So, he hurriedly turned on his phone.
At this moment, there is already news in the WeChat group "Peach Blossom Island" with only four people.
Brisket Powder: Hehe, this girl has arrived home safely. Just now, the Didi driver saw that I was as beautiful as a flower, and tried to mistreat me, and was slapped to death by me on the steering wheel.
Huang Yaoshi: Excellent.
Xu Qin: I'm ^_^ home too
Huang Yaoshi: Okay.
Kong Shucheng also replied in seconds: he has done three "electromagnetic inductions".
Huang Yaoshi: Come on!
Brisket powder: Despise you @ Kong Shucheng
Xu Qin: I said that I would release the water~@ĺ䚌ć
Brisket Powder: You two, didn't you have anything to say about it@ĺ䚌ć@莸ĺ¤?
Xu Qin: .........
Kong Shucheng: .........
Huang Yaoshi sent a string of melon-eating expressions.
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At 10:40 p.m., Kong Shucheng returned to his bedroom.
As soon as I pushed open the door, I saw Liu Ming, Mao Nan, Guan Haolin, Xie Wei, Cai Runhui and others gathered in a circle, spitting and discussing the battle plan for tomorrow's basketball game.
Since Porcupine went to Class 1 of the second year of high school to be the head of the chicken head class, he moved out of the 501 dormitory. At present, there are only two people in the bedroom, Kong Shucheng and Liu Ming. Because the dormitory is relatively empty, it has naturally become a high-quality and preferred venue for everyone to gather, play cards, and arrange a single row of national uniforms.
After everyone saw Kong Shucheng come in with a book, they teased excitedly.
Mao Nan: "Brother Cheng, I went to spend 800 yuan just now?"
The "800 yuan" he said naturally refers to the physics make-up fee.
Kong Shucheng didn't speak.
Liu Ming glared at Mao Nan fiercely: "Damn, which pot is not opened and which pot is not? Mao Nan, you get out of here!"
Mao Nan smiled: "Just kidding." Let's not talk about the tuition fee, let's talk about tomorrow's basketball game. â
Guan Haolin: "Yes, Ah Cheng, the basketball game will start tomorrow, which class will your class play against?"
Kong Shucheng: "I don't know. â
Mao Nan: "Isn't it? You don't even know about such a big thing? Your three-point shot is so awesome, and no one carries a sedan chair to invite you to the court?
Kong Shucheng: "Sports Commissioner, it seems to be Cheng Peifeng." â
As soon as he talked about Cheng Peifeng, Liu Ming suddenly snorted coldly: "Hey, Lao Tzu guessed it, it must be that Cheng Maniac." Oh yes, I saw him training there this afternoon with a few crooked melons and cracked dates in class 0 of your sophomore year. Oh yes, and Lu slowly. My God, I saw Lu slowly dribbling the ball, and he was about to vomit on the spot. Oh yes, Ah Cheng, why didn't you go and practice with them?"
Kong Shucheng shrugged: "No one called me." â
Mao Nan smiled: "Ah Cheng, otherwise, you should go back to our sophomore class 8 in advance, anyway, after the final exam, you will come back soon." â
As soon as he said this, no one else spoke, just covered his mouth and snickered.
Kong Shucheng glanced at Mao Nan: "What do you mean?"
Mao Nan: "Ah Cheng, didn't you make a military order with Long Piaopiao, if you can't get the first place in physics in the final exam, you will go back to our sophomore class 8!"
Kong Shucheng: "Then you mean, I will definitely fail the test?"
Mao Nan smiled: "Hahaha, we all hope that you can't get the first place! In that case, we can be in the same class again." â
Liu Ming, who was next to him, slapped Mao Nan fiercely: "Fart, Lao Tzu hopes that Ah Cheng can continue to stay in Class 0 of the second year of high school and continue to give us a long face." â
Mao Nan: "Hey, that's what I said. As the saying goes, it is easy to go from thrift to luxury, and it is difficult to go from luxury to thrift. I heard that Ah Cheng and Sha Mo are at the same table, why would he want to go back to our class? Oh yes, Ah Cheng, otherwise, you will come to our class tomorrow to be a foreign aid, right? Your three-point shot is so fragrant. â
Kong Shucheng: "........."
Everyone, you say a word, I say a word, talk and talk, and talk about tomorrow's basketball game.
However, judging from everyone's grim faces, they don't seem to have any confidence in tomorrow's basketball game.
After all, their opponent is the sophomore class 1. You must know that the sophomore class 1 is the biggest favorite to win the championship, and their class has three tough guys with a height of more than 188. Especially Zhu Tianyi, he is the absolute main force of the basketball team of No. 4 Middle School.
Therefore, in Liu Ming's words, the battle plan they specified today is nothing more than not to let tomorrow's game lose too badly. As for winning or losing, they have long lost hope.
In the end, Liu Ming sighed and said sadly: "Hey, it's a pity that I, Liu, am injured, and I guess I can only come off the bench tomorrow." In addition, Ah Cheng is not in our class, and the ace team he is watching has collapsed like this........."
Guan Haolin, the little man next to him, said proudly: "Brother Liu, don't be afraid, just wait to see my second master's amazing performance tomorrow!"
Everyone looked at Guan Haolin, who was only 166 tall, and shook their heads helplessly, and there was a kind of helplessness in their hearts, "there are no cattle to plow the fields, and pigs are used to fill the number".
Kong Shucheng never spoke.
He just wore headphones, sat under the lamp, and worked on the questions seriously.
The brothers walked over and found that he was doing a physics test paper again, so they couldn't help but laugh and left consciously.
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The next morning, the first Chinese class.
Long Piaopiao strode onto the podium, and the first thing he did was to mention this year's basketball league.
However, judging from the expressions of her classmates, it seemed that everyone was not enthusiastic about participating, so she asked with some curiosity: "Who is the sports committee member of our class?"
Cheng Peifeng, who was sitting in the first row, slowly raised his hand: "Teacher, the sports committee member is me." â
Long Piaopiao frowned: "How is our class preparing for this year's basketball game?"
Cheng Peifeng said weakly: "Teacher, let's choose to give up in our class." â
Long Piaopiao's eyes widened: "Why?"
Cheng Peifeng: "The number of people in the ordinary class is at least 60, and there are only 30 people in our class, there are 16 in the women's army alone, and there are only 14 boys. Moreover, yesterday afternoon, I also took a few boys to the basketball court to practice. â
Long Piaopiao's eyes lit up: "How is it?"
Cheng Peifeng shook his head: "I don't know if I don't practice, I'll be shocked when I practice." Teacher Pang, a few of them, can't do it at all. Let's take Lu slowly, he can't even make a three-step layup, he walks all Tai Chi dance steps, and the dribble also belongs to the level of rat tail juice. â
As soon as these words came out, the audience laughed.
Lu slowly stiffened his neck and didn't speak, after all, he was offended.
Cheng Peifeng continued: "In view of this, Teacher Pang, let's give up in our class." Otherwise, even if you play, I'm afraid you will only be abused. â
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Long Piaopiao didn't speak, just frowned and looked around the class.
Finally, she fixed her eyes on the boy in the last row of the fourth group.
That's right, his name is Gui Yun-fat, nicknamed "Ghost Feet Seven".
Before entering the door, Long Piaopiao had already inquired that Gui Yunfa used to be on the basketball varsity team, and he once wanted to take the basketball route, but his family did not agree to him taking the sports exam. In particular, when he was in his first year of high school, during a basketball training, he accidentally injured the tendon in his back heel during a confrontation game, so he walked with a little lameness.
Since then, he has been nicknamed "Devilfoot Seven".
Since then, no one has seen him again, and Devil's Feet Seven has played basketball.
Long Piaopiao looked at Ghost Foot Seven, and there was a hint of warmth in his eyes: "Gui Yun-fat, how are your feet now?
Devilfoot Seven laughed awkwardly, then shook his head.
Cheng Peifeng, who was in the front row, suddenly laughed and said, "Haha, Mr. Pang, do you still expect the ghost feet to come out of the rivers and lakes? Let me tell you, it is impossible for him to play basketball again?"
Long Piaopiao: "Why?"
Cheng Peifeng: "Because, the ghost foot is seven, and he will never be able to pass Cao Yu's level." â
As soon as the words fell, Ghost Foot Seven suddenly stood up with a "whoosh", pointed at Cheng Peifeng's head with his finger, and said menacingly: "Hey, Cheng Maniac, you don't fucking fart for me!"
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Cheng Peifeng was also scolded.
He never expected that Ghost Feet Seven would be so angry, so he hugged his fists in embarrassment: "I'm sorry, Ghost Feet Seven Brothers, I was just joking just now, don't take it seriously, I apologize to you!"
Devilfoot Seven didn't speak, just bowed his head and didn't say anything.
At the same time, everyone is also talking.
Everyone thinks that Cheng Peifeng's words just now really hurt the ghost foot seven. Because everyone knows that in his freshman year of high school, Devilfoot Seven has always been the main guard of the basketball team of No. 4 Middle School, and he also has a girlfriend named Tian Xin. Because after that injury, he became the "Ghost Foot Seven", not only was the main position of the school team snatched away by Cao Yu, but even his girlfriend was snatched away by Cao Yu.
Therefore, as long as anyone mentions the word "Cao Yu", Ghost Foot Seven has no other thoughts and wants to bite.
Ghost Foot Seven and Cao Yu are not wearing the sky together.
However, there is no place for heroes, since Devilfoot Seven came to Class 0 of the second year of high school, he has lost the basketball championship platform, which means that he has no way to fight against Cao Yu again. Cao Yu's sophomore class 1 currently has two main players of the school team, and is definitely the biggest favorite to win the championship.
If you know you can't do it, why do it?
From the bottom of his heart, Devilfoot Seven really wants to fight Cao Yu to the death again.
However, he was really like what Cheng Peifeng said just now, he was very afraid of facing Cao Yu again.
I've already lost once, and Devilfoot Seven doesn't want to lose again. And if you don't want to lose again, the only way is to be like an ostrich, bury your head in the sand pit, and be a hermit who doesn't care.........
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Long Piaopiao walked from the podium and slowly walked to Ghost Foot Seven: "Gui Yunfa, if you can, are you willing to win glory for our sophomore class 0?"
Ghost Foot Seven raised his head suddenly, although there was light in his eyes, he still shook his head helplessly: "Teacher Pang, it's useless, let's ......... Not really!"
Long Piaopiao: "Why not?"
Devil's Foot Seven: "In the five-a-side game, our class is not the opponent of other classes at all." â
Long Piaopiao: "Why? Could it be that among the 30 people in our class, we can't even pick out five who play basketball?"
Cheng Peifeng added: "Teacher Pang, if someone like Lu Slow is allowed to play, then I would rather not participate." We're just going to play a game, not a skit. â
Long Piaopiao suddenly turned his head, and King Kong said angrily: "Cheng Peifeng, you shut up for me!"
Cheng Peifeng: "........."
All: "........."
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