Chapter Twenty-Eight: Shoot When It's Time to Shoot (Ask for Recommendation Votes)

The entire second quarter was sparsely played, you went back and forth, and the score was always within four points. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 In the second half of the quarter, the physical strength of both sides began to decline significantly, and after two substitutions were replaced, the situation improved, but the shooting percentage dropped a lot.

At halftime, both sides were half-lying on the ground to rest.

Qiao Yu's mobile phone suddenly vibrated and was an unfamiliar city number. Pressing the answer button, Qiao Ling's voice came.

"Brother, you arrived at school yesterday? Why don't you come to me? Hum! ā€

"Well, it's Lingling."

Qiao Yu stepped aside and said with a smile: "I just arrived yesterday, and I have a lot of things, thinking about going over to find you today." ā€

"It's strange to believe you!" Qiao Ling didn't believe it, but in his heart he was a little proud, and said, "Brother, where are you now?" Is there a match today? ā€

"Not today, I'm in PE class right now...... Whose phone did you call from? ā€

In order to let Qiao Ling study hard, the family has not bought her a mobile phone.

"Sister Lanlan's. Are you in PE class? Where? I'll go look for you. ā€

"No, you study hard, and I'll look for you when I get out of class in the afternoon."

"Noon! In the afternoon, who knew if you forgot it again! ā€

"Okay, I'll come to you at noon."

Hanging up the phone, Luo Lanlan took it from Qiao Ling's hand and said with a playful smile:

"What's the matter, your brother won't let you go to physical education class? I guess he must have shown off his skills in front of the beautiful girls in the class. ā€

"Hmph, don't bother to care about him."

Luo Lanlan's words really wronged Qiao Yu, this guy is pretentious, and he doesn't pay attention to this kind of amateur small competition at all.

"Why are you beeping again?!"

Qiao Yu had just hung up the phone, and a roaring roar suddenly came from behind him. Turning around, I saw Li Zhaozhuang pointing at a tall and strong student in class 7 with an angry face.

The student pinched his fingers and said with a playful smile on his face:

"What's the matter, don't you let you talk about the garbage?"

"Am I hitting garbage?"

Li Zhaozhuang sat up from the ground, straightened up and looked like he was going up to fight, Hua Chengxiang immediately grabbed him and said:

"Monkey, don't be impulsive, the other party did it on purpose. We lost last week, and if you get injured this time, our class will lose completely. ā€

Li Zhaozhuang took a few deep breaths, snorted coldly, and was just about to sit down, when he suddenly heard the boy say:

"Coercion!"

This time, Li Zhaozhuang was completely angry, ran over quickly, kicked his legs and punched, and fought with the boy.

The surrounding boys quickly pulled the two apart, but fortunately Li Zhaozhuang was not injured, and Qiao Yu walked to Li Zhaozhuang's side. Looking at the boy, he frowned and asked in a low voice:

"That's Class 7?"

Li Zhaozhuang touched his lips and said, "Xie Xukun is the vice president of the martial arts club. ā€

"He also likes Dai Shanshan?"

Li Zhaozhuang shook his head and said: "He is Shen Qiong's best friend, Shen Qiong likes Dai Shanshan, he did it on purpose just now." ā€

"Intentionally, you're on it too?"

Li Zhaozhuang looked at Qiao Yu and said, "If it's you, will you go up?" ā€

"If it were me, he would have gone to the hospital."

Qiao Yu was telling the truth, if Xie Xukun dared to say this about himself, he would definitely punch him half to death.

Hua Chengxiang waved his hand and interjected: "Don't say anything, won't you just defeat them after the meeting?" ā€

At the start of the third quarter, the indignant Class 6 players showed all their strength and pulled 7 classes of eight points in three minutes.

While cheering in Class 6, Qiao Yu looked at the five players in Class 7 who were calm and relaxed, and sighed. Xie Xukun deliberately provoked just now, just to make Li Zhaozhuang mess up the rhythm and waste their strength.

When the power of anger is exhausted, they will become more fatigued.

"Our class is going to lose." Shang Chanjuan said.

"Well, I'm going to lose."

Qiao Yu nodded in agreement.

"Nonsense, our class is 8 points ahead, how can we lose?"

A boy next to him listened to the conversation between the two and said loudly with disdain. His voice was quite loud, and when he roared like this, more people looked at him.

"The newcomer said our class would lose? He's an undercover agent transferred from Class 7, right? ā€

"Ignore him! He doesn't know how to play, it's nonsense! ā€

"Blind beep, you still have a good relationship with the sports committee?!"

"I don't have a sense of class honor at all!"

The surrounding students were talking a lot, and they looked at Qiao Yu from time to time, with disdain and disdain in their eyes.

Qiao Yu looked at Shang Chanjuan with a smile, the latter covered his mouth and forced him to hold back his smile, and his eyes, which were originally full of wisdom, flashed with a bit of amusement.

This unwarranted disaster came unexpectedly, but it was really caught off guard.

Five minutes later, when Class 7 caught up with the score and overtook by one goal, the students who had been laughing at him stopped talking. At the end of the third quarter, Class 7 had a seven-point lead.

It turns out that the truth is often in the hands of a few.

Li Zhaozhuang and the others seized the moment of rest, and each ate two pieces of chocolate and sports drinks distributed by the class life committee members, and quickly recovered their strength.

Qiao Yu walked up to Li Zhaozhuang and said with a smile:

"Monkey, don't you know that you have nothing to do with Banhua? Why are you fighting so hard? ā€

Hua Chengxiang tilted his head and smiled: "It's one thing to know, it's another thing to have fantasies." Before Banhua got married, Monkey and I still had a little hope. ā€

"Hehe, if you really want to win, I can play."

"Go, old Joe, don't be kidding, you play, collapse faster." Li Zhaozhuang rubbed the muscles in his legs and said.

In the fourth quarter, Class 6 played slightly stronger than in the third quarter, but the score difference continued to widen. When there were only three minutes left, when Li Zhaozhuang was jumping with the ball, his glasses suddenly fell off and were trampled under the feet of the boy who was about to cover him, and the two lenses immediately shattered into pieces.

The student referee blew a timeout.

Glancing at the time, Hua Chengxiang walked up to him, patted Li Zhaozhuang's shoulder and said:

"Broken glasses? Is there a spare? ā€

Li Zhaozhuang smiled bitterly: "Why do I prepare so many glasses?" ā€

Hua Chengxiang glanced at the scoreboard and time, waved his hand and said:

"Okay, you go down, there are three minutes left, I'll go with you to get glasses after the fight." What's more, last time it was only 2 points behind, but here it's 12 points. If it weren't for the school team going to play, I would have to pull them over and kill them! ā€

Li Zhaozhuang sighed: "Blame me this time, I now know that the surname Xie just now was not only to provoke us, but also to break my glasses, I hid at that time, but the frame was deformed by him." ā€

"Damn, the cubs of class 7 are really scheming enough."

"Don't talk about it, you hold on for three minutes."

Li Zhaozhuang came down from the field, pointed to a well-proportioned boy and said, "Ajie, you go." ā€

The boy named Applejack was just about to walk over, when a figure walked into the middle of the field before him, and he was stunned when he saw that it was the new boy.

"What is this short guy doing up there?"

"Picked up the spectacle lenses, right? Why don't you go up and play? ā€

"There's nothing wrong with him going up and playing, the reaction is already 12 points behind, and it's impossible to win."

"If you don't win, you can't lose too much, otherwise it's embarrassing to say it?"

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ā€

Liu Wei frowned, looked at Qiao Yu coldly and said, "Do you want to play?" It's not over yet, you wait! ā€

Hua Chengxiang said: "It's over in three minutes, Old Qiao, you don't have to worry." ā€

Qiao Yu shook his head and said, "I'm here to play." ā€