"What... Do you want us to be in the top 10 of our class? When the basketball team members heard Gu Jing and the principal discuss the conditions for retaining the basketball team. Almost all of them had a look of embarrassment.

Gu Beicheng, Qin Weijia and Murong Bei, the three major phantom gods, couldn't even see the back of the penultimate in the basic exam.

And Qian Duoduo Siyuan and other members, most of them are in the lower middle of the class, it is possible for them to be promoted to the top 20 of the class in these three days, but the top 10... It's better to kill them...

"It's okay, there must be hope in life... Isn't it? Gu Jing looked at them in embarrassment, stepped forward with a smile and continued:

"As long as you work hard, there must be nothing you can't do, so these days, I will personally help you tutor when you come to my house at night!"

"Huh?" Hearing Gu Jing's ruined tone and the "ill-intentioned" smile on his face, the members of the basketball team all felt that what was waiting for them in the past few days should be a storm...

"By the way, Beicheng, you also go and call Lin Mu together." Gu Jing looked at the frightened crowd and said to Gu Beicheng after hesitation.

"Lin Mu..."Hearing Gu Jing mention this name, all the people in the basketball team were silent, and they all had different emotions in their hearts about the kid who had never appeared on the basketball team after playing a game.

Curious, delighted, and unwilling... are in everyone's heart...

"Lin Mu?" Murong Bei listened to this familiar name, and couldn't remember who he was, until Huang Mao on the side reminded him, and then he remembered that it was the Gao Shengsheng who defeated him, and he had a belligerent look on his face...

Looking at everyone's different expressions and the fact that the lunch break was about to end, Gu Jing finally said to everyone on the basketball team:

"In fact, we have always been unfavorable, whether it is our opponents or the alumni of our school. In their eyes, we're just a mess... However, since the salted fish can turn over, why can't we put our mud on the wall? ”

Under the sun, Gu Beicheng's words were a little melancholy, but his words were like this sunshine, spilling into the hearts of every basketball player.

yes, since salted fish can turn over, why... Sludge can't be put on the wall?

After listening to Gu Beicheng's words, there was a kind of pride and ambition in everyone's hearts, that is... Let those who look down on them see... How bad their vision is!

"The lunch break is almost over." On the rooftop of the school building, Lin Mu and the little fat man Wang Quan were lying on the ground, enjoying a rare break.

"Yes, by the way, Brother Mu, did you read the hot post last weekend?" The little fat man said comfortably.

"What's the hot post? You're not going to be a troll spraying people again, are you? Hearing the little fat man's pleasant voice, Lin Mu trembled with fright.

"I, the king, never spray people!" Hearing Lin Mu's remarks about "slandering" himself, the little fat man made a straight face, as if he wanted to prove that he was a top ten good boy who was upright.

"Okay, okay... You never squirt people, I went to play games on the weekend, what does that post say? ”

"That is to say, about the basketball team, an alumnus who claims to be an expert, from a rational point of view, analyzes the basketball team of our school in the upcoming winter competition, the biggest ceiling is the top 32, and he proposes to disband the basketball team. It has been endorsed by many alumni. The little fat man jealously increased his voice in agreement with this word, it seems that this post is really not from him.

"Thirty-two?" Lin Mu couldn't help but feel funny when he heard this number.

"yes. Personally, I think this is too underestimating the school basketball team, and I think it should be able to make it to the top 16! The little fat man gave what he thought was the upper limit.

However, his words made Lin Mu feel even more funny.

"I said, with me, the basketball team has a ceiling of eight and a ceiling of national competition. Do you believe it? Lin Mu said playfully to the little fat man.

"You... I'm kidding..."

"Of course not."

This time, Lin Mu's expression was not the slightest joke, and he patted the little fat man on the shoulder seriously.

"People, since you have decided to do one thing, isn't it a pity not to do your best? Okay, let's go, class. ”

The little fat man looked at Lin Mu's back as he left firmly after saying this, and he swallowed his saliva.

This is the first time that the little fat man doubts his hunch.

"Maybe... This basketball team can really make it to the quarterfinals..."

Lin Mu, who returned to the classroom, looked out the window and walked up.

Unconsciously, he began to no longer escape his identity as a basketball player of the High School Affiliated to Beijing University, and he also began to get angry because others were not optimistic about this team.

Perhaps, all this is because of Gu Jing's trustworthy performance that day. Perhaps, this is the first time he has met a trustworthy teammate!

Looking at the fallen leaves fluttering in the wind outside the window, Lin Mu finally made up his mind.

He wants to show how strong his ceiling is in the winter qualifiers and this underdog's team!

And Gu Lan on the side looked at Lin Mu, who was rarely distracted, and couldn't help but start snickering. Since Lin Mu played basketball, the smile on Lin Mu's face has gone up a lot more than before.

Moreover, since he regained his basketball role, he seems to have gained a touch of charm and confidence, which makes people can't help but be fascinated.

"Lin Mu, Gu Lan! What are you two doing? "On the podium, a skinny teacher with glasses in the Mediterranean, looking at a smirk, a student looking out the window in a daze, couldn't help but be furious.

His bald head, with his angry appearance, is like a freshly boiled egg, he is the head teacher of Lin Mu's class, because of the Mediterranean and irritable temper, he has been nicknamed "Blood Knife Ancestor" by many students.

"You two have solved these two problems on the blackboard, if you can't do it, go to the punishment station outside the door!" The Blood Knife Ancestor looked at the two of them trembling, and roared angrily.

"Is it like a campus idol drama on TV, where neither of them can solve the problems on the blackboard, and then form a bad relationship together at the punishment station outside the door?" Looking at the two problems on the blackboard, the Gu Lan girl thought with a burst of heart.

She and Lin Mu walked side by side on the podium, and she seemed to hear the sound of her heart beating faster. The girl's heart was bursting, she peeked at Lin Mu, and wanted to see this boy who made her heart like herself facing the same problems as herself.

But! Lin Mu's hard-working writing and focused appearance made her stunned.

Perhaps feeling Gu Lan's eyes, he subconsciously turned sideways and blocked his answer.

Looking at this incomprehensible boy, Gu Lan's beautiful illusions about idol campus dramas were instantly shattered...

"Very good, good idea to solve the problem." Watching Lin Mu effortlessly answer the questions on the blackboard, the Blood Knife Ancestor's tone finally eased a little.

"Also, Gu Lan, go out and get punished!"