It's Monday again.

Liu Yifan came to Hualong Middle School as usual and entered the classroom.

"Liu Yifan, today is the second round of the school's class basketball game, you join our class's basketball team and become an official member." Gao Xiaofeng came to Liu Yifan and put a set of class basketball team jerseys on Liu Yifan's table.

In the last basketball game, if there were no Liu Yifan's last four three-pointers who were temporarily replaced, I am afraid that the 11th class of the third year of high school would have gone home to fish by now.

Liu Yifan is a little crazy, but it is undeniable that his strength is there, so Gao Xiaofeng now represents the class basketball team and sends an invitation to Liu Yifan.

Liu Yifan wanted to refuse, after all, basketball was too simple and boring for him.

However, at this time, Zheng Xin'er, who was at the same table next to him, accepted the team uniform for him, and said with a smile: "Liu Yifan, I will take my sister army to cheer for you this afternoon!" Gotta win! ”

When Gao Xiaofeng heard this, he was immediately shocked, Zheng Xin'er's sister legion is either rich or expensive, and all of them are long-legged beauties! The appearance is close to the first-line female star!

If they come to cheer for the cheerleaders, the basketball players of the 11th class of the third year of high school will definitely give 12 points of energy to play on the court!

"Thank you, Xin'er!" Gao Xiaofeng smiled innocently, "Our class will definitely win this afternoon!" ”

"After all, our strength is not weak, plus Yifan, a super shooter, 'Hualong Clay' joins, then we will definitely win!"

Since the last basketball game, Liu Yifan has been known as "Klay Thompson of Hualong Middle School", because Liu Yifan, like Clay, likes to shoot when he catches the ball, shoots quickly, and is accurate.

Liu Yifan was inexplicable when he heard it, because he didn't pay attention to basketball, so he naturally didn't know who Clay was.

"What the hell is Clay Hualong?"

Gao Xiaofeng smiled, "Do you really don't know or pretend not to know, the basketball is so slippery that even the 'Buddha' Clay doesn't know who it is?" ”

Liu Yifan replied truthfully: "I have never paid attention to basketball. ”

As soon as these words came out, Gao Xiaofeng was speechless.

Soon, it was time for the afternoon to get out of school.

The class basketball game went on as scheduled.

The second round of the game requires an on-site draw to decide the opponent of the game, which is a common practice in the class basketball game of Hualong Middle School, which is done to increase the suspense, increase the highlight of the game, and attract more students to watch the game.

Each class sent representatives to draw lots.

The representative sent by the 11th class of the third year of high school was Zhu Zhiding, but the class he drew turned out to be the 1st class of the third year of high school.

Everyone knows that the opponent is after the first class of the third year of high school, and his face is not very good.

The 1st class of the third year of high school is a top class, which is full of top students, but they are not the kind of existence that studies hard, the basketball in their class is also a good match, when they were sophomores in the last year, their class also won the second place in the second grade group of high school, at that time, if it wasn't for Ouyang Chenyu's foot injury and leaving the field, who would be the champion.

Not long ago, when I played a friendly match, the 1st class of the third year of high school beat the 10th class of the third year of high school, and Liu Yifan also watched the game. The level of Class 10 in the third year of high school is on par with Class 9 in the third year of high school.

They almost lost the game in Class 11 of their junior year and Class 9 in their senior year, and finally won by a slight advantage with Liu Yifan's super play.

It can be seen that there is a gap between the 11th class of the third year of high school and the 1st class of the third year of high school.

The basketball players of the 1st class of the third year of high school learned that the opponent they drew was the 11th class of the third year of high school, and their faces showed relaxed and happy expressions.

To be honest, they don't take the senior 11 class in their eyes, they have only one opponent in their eyes, and that is the senior 4 class who snatched their championship trophy last year.

Ouyang Chenyu trotted in front of Liu Yifan.

"Liu Yifan, I didn't expect us to become opponents again!"

"Basketball is not an exam paper, this time, I will definitely not lose to you!"

Ouyang Chenyu was full of confidence.

He has this self-confidence and there is a basis for it.

First, he Ouyang Chenyu, as a point guard, has superb skills and accurate shooting, which is several times stronger than Liu Xi, the "ankle terminator of Hualong Middle School" in the 9th class of the third year of high school.

Second, Ouyang Chenyu's teammates couldn't handle it.

Center Xiao Qi, height 198, he used to play point guard, after the sophomore year of high school, he began to grow his body violently, and then changed to the center position, that is to say, he not only has the height of the center, but also the point guard's dribbling skills, passing awareness, and planning ability, coupled with his perverted running and jumping ability, in the penalty area of Hualong Middle School, he is an existence that can turn over the river and the sea.

Power forward Yang Yi, who is 1.94 meters tall, is extremely superb in distance shooting and back play in one hand.

Small forward Zhu Zhifeng, is Zhu Zhiding's elder brother, he has been relegated for a year because of a broken foot in basketball, but now he is back full of blood, although the experience of fracture makes him unable to fly away like before, but it makes him play smarter, and he shoots with one hand outside, and he is extremely accurate.

Scoring guard Gu Junsheng is one of the weaker starting fives in the first class of the third year of high school, but he can still easily tear apart the defense of most teams with a sharp breakthrough.

As for the bench, there are five people who can play in Class 1 of the third year of high school, and these five substitutes, if they are in other classes, they are definitely the ones who can play the main force.

Such a strong strength, coupled with the incomparably deep depth of the lineup, allows the senior 3 class 1 class not to take any class team in mind.

Except, of course, for the 4th class of the third year of high school.

Because the 4th class of the third year of high school is a sports class, and it is still the winner of the championship of the previous year.

Facing Ouyang Chenyu's wild words, Liu Yifan just smiled faintly and didn't say anything.

Ouyang Chenyu saw Liu Yifan smiling so lightly, thinking that he was disdainful, so he was unhappy.

"Liu Yifan, what do you mean by laughing? Do you look down on our senior 1 class? ”

Liu Yifan replied:

"Don't get me wrong, why do I look down on you senior 1 class?"

"I think your senior 3 class 1 is very powerful, very awesome, I just heard from my classmates that your senior 3 class 1 was the runner-up of the previous year."

"So in this game, I'm afraid we can't win by 30 points in the 11th class of our senior year, we can only win by 20 points."

As soon as these words came out, Ouyang Chenyu was stunned.

This guy can't be stupid.

In fact, not only Ouyang Chenyu, but even the teammates in Class 11 of the third year of high school next to him felt very embarrassed when they saw Liu Yifan speak so wildly.

Is it really good to say such brainless words in front of Ouyang Chenyu?

When the time comes, our class will be beaten up by Class 1 of the third year of high school, so won't we have to lose face and throw ourselves at Grandma's house?

After Ouyang Chenyu was stunned, he immediately smiled, "Hahaha, your style of speaking is really very Liu Yifan." ”

"See you at the stadium then! When the time comes, I'm going to defend until you even have a luxury of striking iron! ”

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(End of chapter)