CH.39 Final (II)

The second floor of the hotel was full of people and full of joy, which was a celebration banquet.

It was inevitably inconvenient for the three classes to be in the same hall, so the three teachers opened a large box on the second floor, which was only separated by a sliding screen.

Everyone was very happy to mess around the box, but Shen Yu, who was sitting alone in the pile, had an expressionless face, and there was a trace of coldness in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.

This celebration banquet is not to celebrate the championship of the basketball game, but to celebrate the runner-up.

Yes, in the final round, the Federation of Literary and Art Circles lost.

……

The sun hid in the clouds, and the afternoon was a little cloudy, but the atmosphere in the gymnasium was still hot, and the time for the final round was approaching, and the players of the two teams entered the stadium to warm up with the applause of their classmates.

With the whistle of the referee, the game began, and the players of both sides jumped the ball in a circle.

The referee held the basketball high and threw it upwards vigorously, Zhuo Yihang, the "bouncing king" of the Literary and Art Federation, hit the ball to the opponent's position, and Yu Qiaoqing, the "speed player", grabbed the ball at the speed of the wind and threw it into the hands of the main force Shen Yu.

Shen Yu slapped the ball and walked forward quickly.

I saw him dribbling quickly, rushing left and right, and immediately put it under the opponent's basket, jumping, raising his arms, pressing his wrists, dunking, and a series of actions in one go.

"Huh!" A neat "blossom in the air", the ball was scored, and the United Literary and Art Federation team won the flag, not only scoring two points first, but also strengthening morale, killing two birds with one stone!

But the special class is not to be outdone. It seems that just now he was just letting the literary team warm up.

He Chuyang held the ball in both hands, and his two arms swayed lightly from side to side, shaking past the defense of the two players of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles.

After dribbling the ball, he took three lunges, jumped and took off one in the air, and threw a two-point shot. Such an easy score made the audience cheer for the special class.

The duel between the two sides gradually heated up, and the more they fought, the more courageous they became. The score alternately rose and remained in a stalemate.

The scores of both sides have been biting tightly. No one will fall behind, and no one will admit defeat. One moment twelve to ten, one moment sixteen to eighteen, one moment twenty to twenty.

The players are flying forward, dazzling dribbling, unexpected, just right passes, and threatening attacks again and again...... It was dizzying, and the cheers and applause of the players on both sides came and went.

With only a few seconds left, the game entered a white-hot phase, and the score on the field was 30-30, and the winner was still dead.

Song Yiran, who was outside the court, saw that Shen Yu's jersey was already soaked, and beads of sweat the size of beans rose on his forehead, falling to the ground with his movements, and he couldn't help but feel his heart.

I don't know if Shen Yu's physical fitness can still support him to win the game.

Thinking of this, Song Yiran opened her lips and shouted desperately, as if this could transmit her power to Shen Yu.

Shen Yu accurately received Song Yiran's cheering in the chaotic cheering sound, he raised his arm to wipe his sweat while running, looked at Song Yiran and nodded.

At this moment, He Chuyang grabbed the ball, dodged left and right, and came to the basket of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles.

It was at this moment that the referee blew the whistle and the game was over.

The sports team won by three points and won the long-term battle.

"You shouldn't be distracted by her, like I said, you're doomed to lose this game."

Time to return to the private room, Shen Yu Huang recalled what He Chuyang whispered to him before the end.

The second floor of the hotel was full of people and full of joy, which was a celebration banquet.

It was inevitably inconvenient for the three classes to be in the same hall, so the three teachers opened a large box on the second floor, which was only separated by a sliding screen.

Everyone was very happy to mess around the box, but Shen Yu, who was sitting alone in the pile, had an expressionless face, and there was a trace of coldness in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.

This celebration banquet is not to celebrate the championship of the basketball game, but to celebrate the runner-up.

Yes, in the final round, the Federation of Literary and Art Circles lost.

……

The sun hid in the clouds, and the afternoon was a little cloudy, but the atmosphere in the gymnasium was still hot, and the time for the final round was approaching, and the players of the two teams entered the stadium to warm up with the applause of their classmates.

With the whistle of the referee, the game began, and the players of both sides jumped the ball in a circle.

The referee held the basketball high and threw it upwards vigorously, Zhuo Yihang, the "bouncing king" of the Literary and Art Federation, hit the ball to the opponent's position, and Yu Qiaoqing, the "speed player", grabbed the ball at the speed of the wind and threw it into the hands of the main force Shen Yu.

Shen Yu slapped the ball and walked forward quickly.

I saw him dribbling quickly, rushing left and right, and immediately put it under the opponent's basket, jumping, raising his arms, pressing his wrists, dunking, and a series of actions in one go.

"Huh!" A neat "blossom in the air", the ball was scored, and the United Literary and Art Federation team won the flag, not only scoring two points first, but also strengthening morale, killing two birds with one stone!

But the special class is not to be outdone. It seems that just now he was just letting the literary team warm up.

He Chuyang held the ball in both hands, and his two arms swayed lightly from side to side, shaking past the defense of the two players of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles.

After dribbling the ball, he took three lunges, jumped and took off one in the air, and threw a two-point shot. Such an easy score made the audience cheer for the special class.

The duel between the two sides gradually heated up, and the more they fought, the more courageous they became. The score alternately rose and remained in a stalemate.

The scores of both sides have been biting tightly. No one will fall behind, and no one will admit defeat. One moment twelve to ten, one moment sixteen to eighteen, one moment twenty to twenty.

The players are flying forward, dazzling dribbling, unexpected, just right passes, and threatening attacks again and again...... It was dizzying, and the cheers and applause of the players on both sides came and went.

With only a few seconds left, the game entered a white-hot phase, and the score on the field was 30-30, and the winner was still dead.

Song Yiran, who was outside the court, saw that Shen Yu's jersey was already soaked, and beads of sweat the size of beans rose on his forehead, falling to the ground with his movements, and he couldn't help but feel his heart.

I don't know if Shen Yu's physical fitness can still support him to win the game.

Thinking of this, Song Yiran opened her lips and shouted desperately, as if this could transmit her power to Shen Yu.

Shen Yu accurately received Song Yiran's cheering in the chaotic cheering sound, he raised his arm to wipe his sweat while running, looked at Song Yiran and nodded.

At this moment, He Chuyang grabbed the ball, dodged left and right, and came to the basket of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles.

It was at this moment that the referee blew the whistle and the game was over.

The sports team won by three points and won the long-term battle.

"You shouldn't be distracted by her, like I said, you're doomed to lose this game."

Time to return to the private room, Shen Yu Huang recalled what He Chuyang whispered to him before the end.