Chapter Forty-Eight

As the teacher announced the victory of the red team, Zhang Yang and Xiao Jian collectively ran to Wang Zheng and sat down, they didn't care if the ground was clean or not, they didn't care what the students outside the field thought, they just wanted to sit on the ground with the hero in their hearts and share the ecstasy in their hearts. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

It turned out that when Li Jun was there, it was not very likely to win the eighth class, and Wang Zheng also had the intention of breaking the jar and breaking it when he was on the court, but he didn't expect Wang Zheng, who was polite and polite with glasses, to break out so powerfully, even if the shooting was accurate, he turned out to be a slam dunk, last year's R animation "Slam Dunk" became popular in China for a long time, and also drove the development of the domestic basketball industry.

Aerial relay slam dunk, reflexive dunk, free throw line jumping tomahawk slam dunk, these actions that are usually unthinkable have been seen today, after the victory, their hearts have never calmed down, looking at Wang Zheng sitting on the ground with admiration, and there is a sense of honor in their hearts to fight with this kind of basketball master on the same court and team.

The whistle sounded again after a few minutes of pause, marking the full end of the basketball game in the second middle school, according to the regular game, the red and blue teams should shake hands to celebrate and encourage, but this in the high school basketball game, the face of the kung fu is exempt, directly into the award stage, the referee teacher led by the old principal, standing on the cement platform not far away, officially issued physical rewards.

Xiao Jian and Zhang Yang stood up one after another, while Wang Zheng frowned and tried to stand up, but failed to do so twice.

"Wang Zheng? I'm here to help you! Xiao Jian first discovered Wang Zheng's embarrassment, bent down and helped Wang Zheng's arm to help him stand up, just now just caring about happiness, everyone forgot about Wang Zheng's injury, and now after he stood up straight, everyone saw that Wang Zheng's left leg was swollen up, and even Xie Ying's several trauma posts were infiltrated by red and turned completely dark red.

"Are you alright?" Zhang Yang and the others reacted, stepped forward and asked with concern.

"I don't feel in my left leg." Wang Zheng said with a wry smile.

"I'll just help you to the stage." Xiao Jian put Wang Zheng's left arm on his shoulder.

"Well done! Wang Zheng, I've made you a friend! Zhang Yang's eyes were red, although a game is nothing, and a score of five in the college entrance examination is not a matter of life and death, but Wang Zheng's desperate affection for everyone is worth their heart.

"Number 10! Come on! The off-court students have been delayed, they have girls who want to find an opportunity to ask Wang Zheng's name, basketball lovers who have not recovered from Wang Zheng's slam dunk action, and watchers of the third class of high school like Xie Ying.

Originally, this kind of scene should have been the students standing in front of the podium in advance and waiting, but now, including the old principal, they didn't speak, quietly looking at Wang Zheng who came step by step with Xiao Jian's support.

With a height of more than 1.8 meters, long hair dripping with sweat, wearing glasses but revealing a resolute face, and the strong body covered by the No. 10 jersey on his body, it is like a silent movie, rendering the unyielding spirit of the hero who returned from injury after triumphant.

"This intramural basketball game is the most exciting game I have watched over the years, and it is also the most meaningful game, I sincerely congratulate all the participating students in the first class of high school, you won the final victory, here, I praise an injured student who still insists on playing, Wang Zheng, his spirit and perseverance are worth learning from, let us applaud for this perseverance!" The old principal looked at Wang Zheng who was standing at the foot of the steps with appreciation, and took the lead in applauding.

"Smack...... Syllable...... Smack, smack! Almost all the teachers and students present were applauding, not only because the principal took the lead, but also sincerely applauded Wang Zheng's performance!

The physical reward is very simple, each person was issued a delicate cowhide notebook, the first page is written by the principal, it is written that the first class of the senior high school won the first place in the 2005 intramural basketball game, hereby commended, the class also won a banner of honor for the first place in the intramural basketball game.

After the award was given, the principal seemed to realize that he was here to affect everyone's celebration, smiled and shook his head and left alone, before leaving, he glanced at Wang Zheng meaningfully, and the original referee Xu did not talk to Wang Zheng at this time, and also left, and the other teachers saw that the main owner had left, and left one after another, and only the students on and off the court were left.

"Wang Zheng!" A beautiful figure suddenly ran out of the crowd, she ran to Wang Zheng, blinked her red eyes, and silently looked at this boy who made her heart ache.

"I'm not bad, am I? Do you like to watch it? Wang Zheng pretended to smile at Xie Ying relaxedly.

"You stupid!" Don't say it, after saying it, Xie Ying's tears flowed out like beads of broken threads, she hit Wang Zheng's chest hard with her fist, crying and crying, she actually leaned on Wang Zheng's chest and sobbed, Xiao Jian let go of Wang Zheng's left arm with interest, pulled Zhang Yang and them to the crowd, and accepted the adoring eyes and heartfelt appreciation of the classmates.