When the big man of Class 8 was waving from his squad leader, he stopped with a baseball in his hand and passed the ball out with all his strength.

"Fuck, stop that thing on the blue board, fuck it, rush." Seeing this, Shen Xing shouted with a noise.

Tang Yu and the others took the lead and rushed straight to the blue board, and after Yin Zhengxin received the ball, he threw Tang Yu and the others a defiant look before turning around and taking three steps to make a layup.

After the basketball "slammed" into the basket, Tang Yu and others rushed to the basket, but they could only catch the ball that fell after entering the net.

"Woo ......"

The eighth class scored a goal, and the cheerleaders of the eighth class on the side of the basketball court shouted hard, and the players of the eighth class rushed in and out of the court in response to the cheerleaders' shouts, clapping their hands together, and then shouted, and ran triumphantly to the opposite rebound.

Lin Mo didn't call out this time, nor did he run up to comfort or encourage anything, the other classmates quickly took out their mobile phones, leaned over and played mobile games, or chatted on QQ......

"Tang Yuzhong, give me the ball." Shen Xing tore off the strap from the wound.

Tang Yuzhong stood outside the line and threw the ball to Shen Xing, shouting, "Cover us" and rushed towards the basketball court opposite.

When Yu Han and the others saw the old squad leader speak, they opened their bows left and right, and killed all the way to the enemy camp with a fan-shaped team.

Yin Zhengxin pointed and shouted twice, and the team members immediately took their places and slaughtered Shen Xing and the others.

"Tang Yuzhong." Seeing that the eldest son of the eighth class was coming towards him, Shen Xing had no place to believe that he had to pass the ball to Tang Yuzhong.

"GOGO......" Tang Yuzhong did not break through directly to the three-point line as he did at the beginning, but the opponent outside the line was entangled.

Yu Han and others rushed in and out to find a vacancy under the rebound, and I have to say that Class 8 is very awesome in basketball, and they are all desperate to defend their opponents.

Shen Xing was injured, although he was half healed yesterday, leaving that hideous trace in the air, but this time it gave people a fierce feeling.

After he passed the ball to Tang Yuzhong, he rushed in and out, and instantly came to the rebound, beckoned to Tang Yuzhong, and asked Tang Yuzhong to pass the ball to him.

"Big man, cover the cover, knock that forced goods down to Lao Tzu." Yin Zhengxin sensed that something was wrong, and called the big man to guard the last line of defense.

Tang Yuzhong and Shen Xing are undoubtedly the kind full of friends, Shen Xing twisted his waist, Tang Yuzhong immediately understood his intentions, and after making a few feints in front of the opponent, he successfully passed the ball out.

On the side of passing the ball with the ball, Tang Yuzhong was an expert, and the ball turned twice in the air and finally landed in Shen Xing's hand.

After getting the ball, Shen Xing jumped up in the air and threw it to the basket, but at this moment, the big man of Class 8 fell from the sky and jumped in front of Shen Xing with his innate momentum, and he was a head taller than Shen Xing.

This is a fatal blow on the court with a head higher, and sure enough, as Yin Zhengxin said, the big man successfully covered and snatched the ball thrown by Shen Xing.

When the big man grabbed the ball, Yu Han and the others became angry and rushed towards the big man like a dense net.

Yin Zhengxin pointed to let his teammates go over to save the game, expel Yu Han, the gamblers who killed the red, the big man held the ball in his arms, and relied on Yu Han and others to rush to kill, I just didn't give it, he was like a girl guarding his own discipline, that was called a don't die.

After Yin Zhengxin pointed to his teammates, he did not join the rescue team, but threw his feet to the opposite rebound.

When Yin Zhengxin came to the opposite rebound, the eight squad players saved the field and took effect, and the scene reproduced the situation of confrontation between two and two, the big man found an opportunity, and threw the ball out in the volley, and the strength was called a big, and the basketball volley leaped and slowly fell on the opposite court.

Yin Zhengxin saw it, swooped up, put the basketball next, rushed to the rebound with the ball, and when he reached the three-point line, he made three more steps to the basket and successfully got the second ball.

"Class 8 Mighty ......"

The girls of class eight are dancing, and the boys of class eight are roaring and screaming, and they give the girls of class four a finger of disdain.

"Oh, it's not a game at all, it's looking for abuse, I can't watch it anymore......." Wu Xingchun stood up suddenly.

"Xiaochun, you can smash me to death with a brick, I'm not alive, this miserable life, it's okay to be treated by the teacher all day long, it's okay to find abuse by yourself." Su Manling shook his head and said.

Lao Mo's face was black, and he glared at Su Manling and Wu Xingchun hatefully, Xia Shiyun pouted, sat there, and glanced at Lao Mo from time to time.

"Class 8 is really amazing." Lin Mo said.

"You just found out." Four-eyed Chen Zhixin lowered his head and then played his own online game.

"Come on, squad leader......" Xie Chunying dragged Ye Yuzhen to the side of the basketball court, scratching her head and shouting.

"Shen Xing, I love you, Shen Xing, come on......" Zhang Yajing dragged Zhuang Xiaodie to the side of the basketball court, and Xie Chunying looked across the river, each making their own.

The four beauties appeared there and shouted, this was undoubtedly a shadow of the wind, and the boys in Class 8 looked at it, and the saliva flowed all over the ground and whistled.

The classmates in the class felt a lot of pressure, Chen Zhixin put down his laptop, and beckoned his classmates to rush up to the four beauties.

At this moment, the ball game is considered to be in the state, you fight for me, and the scene looks so lively, which attracts the attention of other classes in the school.

Mo Qingxian held an easel in her hand and led Lei Lei and a few other art students to appear under a tree not far from the basketball court.

"Students, today's painting students are them, everyone has to draw their charm, as for the portrait of the person, it doesn't matter, we are learning the painting environment in this class, which is similar to the shape and not ......"

After Mo Qingxian set up his easel, he raised his fingers and pointed to the country, saying that it was called a leader.

"Teacher Mo, it seems to be a basketball game between Class 4 and Class 8, you see Teacher Lin is also there." Lei Lei saw Lin Mo sitting on a stone step, and her eyes lit up.

But then thinking of being bullied by Lin Mo on campus, Lei Lei gritted her teeth for a while.

"I know, are you ready?" Mo Qingxian also glanced at Lin Mo, but then calmed down.

"Teacher, I, I'm ......in a hurry" Lei Lei twisted and pinched twice, and her eyes turned around.

"Lei Lei, you're going to watch the game." Mo Qingxian said with a smile, Lei Lei followed a thief who was caught as a thief, with a weak face, "What's the matter, I'm suddenly not in a hurry now." "Hurried to my easel.

After a burst of shouting from the cheerleading team of the fourth class, the players in the class still got frustrated, lost dozens of goals at once, and no longer had the fighting spirit just now, and they all retired.

"Mother, I've decided, I'll never watch the ball game in the class again." Su Manling shouted.

"That's it, Sister Man Ling, let's go back to the dormitory, I'll buy a new eyebrow pencil today, I'll give you eyebrows." Wu Xingchun dragged Su Manling away.

Xie Chunying dragged Ye Yuzhen to the side, and squinted on Ye Yuzhen's magnificent chest, alas, the old lady is tired.

"Oh mom, my God, my God, how can you do this." Zhang Yajing looked up to the sky and sighed, angrily scolding this thief for being unfair.

"Jingjing, you have to hold on, the teacher is watching?" Zhuang Xiaodie punches her sisters.

Xia Shiyun was bored, took a romance novel and looked at it, saw the sadness, and secretly wiped her tears.

"Yan Jun, press me, this shoulder is so fucking sore, I didn't toss anything yesterday, alas, I'm old." Ning Hao shook his arm.

Lao Mo stood there with a black line on his face, seeing his classmates leaving the venue one after another, he was in no mood to say anything, in fact, he was thinking in his mind, whether he was looking for an excuse to flash people first, a game without suspense.

Lao Mo stood up, and when he stood up, he immediately attracted the attention of all the students.

"Teacher, don't you want to back down, you provoked this game, it's not good." The four eyes squinted at Lao Mo, and the yin and yang strange qi said.

"It's just ......"

"Teacher, you're leaving, is there any reason for this?"

The other classmates chimed in, and looking at the way they spoke, they almost rushed up to be anxious with Lin Mo, it seemed that Lin Mo provoked the competition this time to attract public anger.

"Whoever said I was leaving, who the fuck said Lao Tzu was leaving." Lao Mo put his hand in his pocket, and suddenly found that there was money in his pocket, and immediately he laughed, "I am here to encourage the morale of my classmates." Lao Mo took out the money he had stolen from Tang Yuzhong, which was as much as three thousand.

"Nickname Wai ......" took the money in his hand, Lin Mola shook the wind, "Bet bet, for the radical students, I am a banker, everyone bet, bet, press more, press less, don't press ...... get out." ”

"Teacher, you're gambling with a crowd." Ning Hao jumped up.

"Ning Hao, what are you talking about, you stinky boy, I'm doing this for the righteousness, for the sake of radicalizing the fighting spirit of my classmates, well, in order to encourage my classmates, I will press 3,000 yuan to buy our class to win." Lin Mo said righteously.

"Come over and press our class to win, how much pressure is a mind, those who have money can press money, and those who don't have money can press underwear and underwear." Lin Mo's loud voice was called a loud one.

"Sister Yingying, the teacher is lustful." Ye Yuzhen whispered.

"I know." Xie Chunying glared at Lao Mo with hatred, Lao Mo didn't take it seriously.

According to Lao Mo's idea, he made his own bank, which pressed him to win, and he lost and won the 3,000 yuan, and in the end, he didn't return to his own banker's pocket, and he didn't lose a penny or win.

The 3,000 yuan here can only be regarded as a lure to the enemy, and the students are pressed to win in the fourth class, looking at the situation, the fourth class must lose, but the students are bound to press their own class to win for the sake of feelings, for righteousness, and for the honor of the class, and they must press their own class to win,, if you don't press your own class to win, you will press other classes to win, so are you still a member of our class? Pull it out and kill it.

But if you pressed it, you didn't give money to yourself, but if you don't press it, the head teacher has pressed 3,000 yuan, are you embarrassed not to press it?

"Oh, I'm so smart." Lao Mo was mentally happy for the idea he thought of, now that the ball game is won or lost, he is no longer the same thing, and he also hopes that the fourth class will lose, well, just lose, don't lose so badly.

"Teacher, that, what's the algorithm for the accompaniment rate?" Ye Yuzhen leaned over and asked cautiously.

Lin Mo thought for a while, "One to one." ”

"Teacher, are you saying that no matter which one is pressed, it will be a one-to-one accompaniment?" Ye Yuzhen's eyes are full of stars.

According to the practice of gambling, many people know that many people like Class 8 will definitely win, and the rate should be the lowest, and the rookie rate like Class 4 should be so high that there is no genius, right, at this time, Lao Mo said this, he said that he didn't know how to gamble, of course, it can also be said that Lao Mo was sure that the students would definitely buy their own class, saying that the rate of accompaniment is no different from that of low or high, so I don't care.