Chapter 69: The Plague God of the High School

Sun Huimin and the seniors of the high school sat on both sides of the desks.

You go back and forth against each other.

After a game, Sun Huimin was slightly better than the senior opposite and won the game.

The senior on the opposite side unwillingly handed over a one-yuan snack ticket.

"Come Again"

The senior was unwilling to set up the chessboard, which aroused his competitive spirit.

However, after a few rounds, Sun Huimin always kept smiling, and every game was a situation in which Sun Huimin was slightly better.

The control is particularly perfect, and Huang Haibin secretly praised it in his heart.

The authorities are fascinated by bystanders, and Huang Haibin can see it, and in every game, Sun Huimin lets the seniors on the opposite side see a glimmer of victory, but there is no victory.

It seems that if he takes the right step, he can win.

"Don't play" the senior smiled bitterly and put a snack ticket in front of Sun Huimin and waved his hand.

One game may be a coincidence, two games may still be, but after five rounds, the result is the same.

If he doesn't know, then it's better to find a piece of tofu and kill him, the elementary school girl who looks much younger than him on the other side, her chess skills are definitely above her.

"I really don't play anymore"

Sun Huimin squinted at the five one-yuan snack tickets in front of him, asked uncertainly, and a sly smile leaked from the corner of his mouth, like a fishy little fox.

The senior climbed directly on the table and ignored her, as if he didn't see him.

It's so embarrassing, he was a senior in the third class of high school, and he was abused into a dog by a junior high school girl, and his face was lost by himself.

"Let's go"

Huang Haibin looked at her amusedly, pulled her to her feet, looking for a new target.

The senior behind him took a deep look at the backs of the two, and secretly wrote a piece of paper and put it on the desk: each person is limited to three rounds.

"Well, what's next?"

Sun Huimin tilted his head in thought, his eyes scanning the out-of-game events on the basketball court.

"Hey, Mr. Lei also has time to set up the project"

Huang Haibin looked at Lei Fenglan on the basketball court in surprise, shouldn't she be organizing the game at this point in time?

Sun Huimin's eyes lit up, and he ran over happily, and a bird that had been locked in the cage for a long time was released from the cage.

Huang Haibin reluctantly followed behind and accompanied her throughout the whole process.

"Hey, hey"

smiled stupidly at Lei Fenglan, and pointed to the shuttlecock on the ground, meaning that she also wanted to play.

Lei Fenglan's forehead darkened, and she looked at her with black lines on her face.

She knows almost everything about Sun Huimin, and if she lets Sun Huimin play, it is better to give her the snack ticket directly.

It's hard to have a project here to have fun, and it's a good thing to mess with her.

Without saying a word, take out a red watercolor pen and add after kicking the shuttlecock ten times: limited to one time per person.

Huang Haibin looked at this scene with his head in confusion, his eyes scanning back and forth between Lei Fenglan and Sun Huimin, how could he feel that the two of them were weird!

Sun Huimin looked at Lei Fenglan with resentment in his eyes, and handed him Huang Haibin's school uniform and snack ticket.

Pick up a shuttlecock with colorful feathers and kick it definitely, sometimes with your right foot, sometimes with your left foot.

doesn't drag the mud and water at all, as if the shuttlecock sport was born for her.

Huang Haibin watched it with relish on the side, and after getting along for a long time, he found that this girl had her own light and illuminated the people around her.

"Don't kick anymore"

Sun Huimin put down the shuttlecock, breathed heavily, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and the shuttlecock never landed once.

walked up to Huang Haibin, pulled his school uniform, and wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead.

"Me, My School Uniform"

Huang Haibin wailed, looking at it speechlessly, Bai Shengsheng's school uniform was wiped off by Sun Huimin's face, and the sweat soaked a large area of the school uniform, which was obviously used as a rag by her.

Lei Fenglan walked over with a black face, stuffed a one-yuan snack ticket to her, and did not let her feel at ease when she was playing with a small project at school.

What she was most afraid of meeting was a few little ancestors of the Little Bird Team, and she didn't have an idea to meet one at the beginning!

Sun Huimin took the snack ticket with a smile and waved his hand to Lei Fenglan, looking for the next target.

"Alas! It's a pity."

A sigh rang out beside them.

The two turned their heads at the same time, only to see a student standing outside the three-point line and shaking his head with a wry smile.

"Hey, that's good! So how can the people be without me?"

Huang Haibin's eyes lit up and he laughed strangely.

"Look at me, I'll earn you enough for a week's worth of snack tickets today"

He handed everything in his hand to Sun Huimin and walked to the desk under the rebound.

As soon as the school's basketball game is over, the entire basketball court will be arranged as an off-game project by the seniors of the high school.

The entire basketball court is crowded with people, and students can be seen everywhere carrying out various extracurricular projects.

Walking to the desk, a conspicuous piece of paper stood diagonally on the desk: shoot outside the three-point line, one in the five corners, the shot can be calculated, you can continue to shoot, and then you can't shoot, the previous one is invalid, and the next one.

There were two or three classmates in front, and Huang Haibin walked to the back of the line and lined up.

Those classmates passed very fast, and two of them voted for two, but they all chose to calculate clearly, and they didn't dare to take the risk of invalidating the previous one.

Huang Haibin dribbled the basketball to the three-point line, and his toes were a palm's width away from the three-point line.

Raise the ball above your head, bend your legs, and gently pat your toes to aim at the basket and throw it.

The basketball fell steadily from the basket.

"Junior brother, do you calculate it or continue to vote?"

The senior, who was standing under the rebound, picked up the basketball and asked.

"Keep Casting"

Huang Haibin said in a deep voice.

The senior tossed him the basketball.

Huang Haibin caught the basketball and threw it out on his knees.

"Bang" the basketball falls from the hoop.

"Keep Casting"

"Bang Dang"

"Keep Casting"

“……”

The senior, who was picking up the ball under the basketball board, gradually looked bad.

Huang Haibin's standard shooting posture, 100 shots, no missed shots.

He's picked up the ball ten times now, ten times!

The classmates queuing up next to them were a little crazy, and according to Huang Haibin's momentum, they didn't play at all!

The corners of the senior's mouth twitched at the desk, and he quietly took down the piece of paper and added words up to five times per person.

If it goes on like this, it's going to bankrupt their class at once!

"Ahem! This junior, your number of times has been exceeded, yours we will count for you, please see here for the next one"

The senior sitting at the desk shouted weakly, and then let Huang Haibin vote like this, their class went bankrupt, and it was only a little bit of time.

The senior who picked up the basketball exhaled and wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead.

Sun Huimin covered his mouth and chuckled lightly, looking at him with innocent eyes.

"Oops! I don't think I saw that rule just now."

Huang Haibin complained a little dissatisfied, what's the matter, you have to add rules halfway to shoot a basketball! Why is it like this every time?

"Come on, here's your snack ticket, next, next"

The senior hurriedly stuffed five one-yuan snack tickets into his hand, pushed him out of the basketball court, and beckoned the next student in line to hurry up.