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As is customary, before the start of the game, cheerleaders from both sides will rush into the stadium and begin to pose in various poses to cheer on their classes.

After the cheerleaders of the second and third classes of high school entered the field, the audience immediately burst into laughter, which lasted for a long time, and even the school and grade leaders in the stands laughed from ear to ear.

The eldest brother Xu who walked in front of the cheerleading team had a flushed face, he wore a high hat, loose red clothes, a red ball on his nose, and made up as a circus clown.

In the ranks, he was extremely unnatural and stiff, which also provoked more laughter. Even the cheerleaders who appeared together couldn't help but laugh.

Fat Tiger also laughed on the sidelines, and said while laughing: "I didn't expect that Big Brother Xu still has the talent to be a clown...... Haha......"

On the side, Li Haisheng's brows furrowed.

Fat Tiger was halfway through laughter, his voice stopped abruptly, Ning Xiaoning twisted Fat Tiger's ears, and Fat Tiger hurriedly said: "It hurts, it hurts...... Let go, let go! ”

"Heartless guy, big brother Xu was tricked, you are so happy?!"

Ning Xiaoning let go of his hand, the fat tiger lowered his head and stopped talking, he covered his mouth with his hand, his face was red, and then he couldn't hold it back, and laughed again.

Ning Xiaoning and Li Haisheng rolled their eyes next to them again and again, so frightened that he quickly covered his mouth again.

……

The competition has officially begun.

The main lineup of the second and third classes of high school is Zhang Wei, Du Houzi, Li Dabin, Zhang Lei, Wu Yan, all of them are hand-picked by Zhang Wei.

The game was one-sided from the beginning, under the leadership of Lin Yongqiang, the center of the eighth class, the opening game played 10:0, and no one scored in the third class, and the defense could not prevent Lin Yongqiang.

By the end of the first quarter, the score had become 18-4, and the 14-point deficit could have been recovered in a high-level game, where it was almost impossible to win.

Mr. Wang, the head teacher, looked depressed, he still wanted to show his face in front of the school and grade leaders, but he didn't expect to lose so badly at the beginning.

Teacher Zhao, the head teacher of Class 8 next to him, was relaxed, and he said with a smile: "Lao Wang, just admit defeat and forget it, don't waste everyone's time...... Hahahaha! ”

Looking at Mr. Zhao's proud appearance, Mr. Wang couldn't wait to train his students to get angry. He sighed in his heart: "Shame on people, your skills are not as good as others!" ”

Teacher Zhao's mouth is not idle, "Look at Lin Yongqiang in our class, no less than a professional team member, hahahaha!" By the way, don't you have a varsity team in your class? Did he play today? ”

"Ning Xiaoning!" Teacher Wang's eyes lit up, "If he can't stop Lin Yongqiang here, at least he won't lose so badly!" Unfortunately, he just got out of the hospital. ”

Thinking so, his eyes were aimed at the rest place behind him, where Ning Xiaoning was sitting with a somewhat solemn expression.

When he turned around, he heard the fat tiger say loudly on the side: "...... These boys are too bad, Zhang Wei covers the sky with one hand, you are obviously injured and healed, so you don't let you play because you won him, and you also selected your eldest brother Xu to be a cheerleader, this person is too much, and he loses well! Good loser! ”

Teacher Wang's heart moved, and he left his seat and moved to the rest area.

The second quarter has begun, and Class 8 continues to abuse Class 3, and the cheerleaders of Class 3 are wilted, and they can't shout a word of cheering while sitting on the sidelines.

Ning Xiaoning didn't expect his class to be so vulnerable, that Lin Yongqiang was like crazy, running all over the court, and he had already scored 15 points, more than the other team members combined.

He didn't notice that the head teacher, Mr. Wang, had come to his side.