Frowning, Zhao Liang, who had a sunny and handsome face, saw the few class cadres who came to cheer on the side of the basketball court, and he felt very uncomfortable. It is estimated that seeing such a cold scene, the cadres of these classes regretted coming to make a fool of themselves.

Looking at the cheerleading teams on the sidelines of the other arenas, I don't dare to say that the whole class is dispatched, but there are as many as half of them. I really didn't expect that this lottery to draw class nine would get such a crushing blow.

It's no wonder that the strength of the nine-class team is really not covered, and the most stable performance among the three strong classes is the nine-class class, which is called the winning class by basketball lovers. Their double-sword joint defense has even abused the magic maze of the second class, and such an opponent is of course one-sided and not favored by drawing lots.

In the middle of the two teams, the referee teacher whistled, pressed his hand on the basketball, and was ready to start.

"Cheer up, even if you lose, you can't lose too ugly!" As the captain of the team, Zhao Liang has to cheer up his teammates at this most critical moment.

Hearing Zhao Liang's inferiority complex, the players of Class 9 as opponents all sneered when they heard it. Captain Kong Shangwu even raised his thumb at Zhao Liang, and whispered slanderously: "Don't worry, you will lose very energetically, lose God!" ”

At this time, the referee raised his hand suddenly, and the sound of the whistle blew out like a visible dart: "Start-"

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The magic labyrinth of the second class set off bursts of applause, and more and more students and cheerleaders were attracted to the game.

Class 15, which was held at the same time, also attracted a lot of onlookers.

The pitch of these two games is almost surrounded by an iron bucket, especially the second class, because their magic maze has not been easy to show, just like Michael? Jackson's spacewalk doesn't always walk for you to see, so this magical maze is a mystery in the eyes of basketball lovers.

Class 9, which is also among the top three classes, is obviously more than half less than the number of spectators. It's not that no one is not curious about the double sword joint defense of the ninth class, but the opponent class - the third class doesn't even have a few cheerleaders in their own class, and the cadres of the sparse and sparse squads have no enthusiasm to watch it at all, let alone the audience. It is because of the lack of opponents and spectators that the number of onlookers in the entire arena is not as good as that of the second and fifteenth classes.

The sound of cheers came and went, and the second and fifteenth classes seemed to be in a game, just to see if their killer features caused the audience to cry selflessly.

In contrast, the stadium where Class 9 is located has much less cheering, probably losing to the small number of spectators, but the further back of the game, the decibel of the screams here is inversely higher than theirs.

After two games, the second and fifteenth classes won their opponents unexpectedly. The second class was even more perverted with a score of 85:34 to abuse the seventh class.

The spectators who were not satisfied with the two arenas also began to leave one after another.

At this time, the court of the ninth class against the third class also ended.

"Huh, what's going on? What are so many players in green jerseys standing on the pitch for? ”

"I don't know, aren't the players in the green jersey from Class 9?"

"Maybe Class 9 won't be enjoyable, so I don't want to leave, haha!"

The spectators who withdrew from the courts of the second and fifteenth classes immediately found that on the court of the ninth class against the third class, there were several players wearing green jerseys, standing still in a daze. And the cheerleaders of the second class also stood stupidly and didn't leave.

Wang Yang, the captain of the fifteenth class, and Xiao Dan of the second class, each led the members of the class to return triumphantly, and when they passed by this arena, they were all stunned by the players who were unwilling to leave the ninth class.

"What's the matter, you don't want to leave even if you win?" Pang Peng, a member of the fifteenth class, asked loudly at a player from the ninth class he knew.

The player drooped his head and looked dejected, and when he heard the old friend's question, he looked up and looked over, and then buried his head again.

"What's wrong, what's wrong with you class nine?" Captain Wang Yang stepped forward very curiously and asked the stunned cheerleaders.

"We lose...... Lost ......," one of the cheerleading girls replied with a sad face.

"What? Lost? Wang Yang thought he had misheard.

"Class Nine, lost?" After hearing this answer, Xiao Dan was shocked.

"No, Class Nine will lose?" The audience who ate melon seeds with them immediately coaxed, "The winning class will also lose?" ”

"Or against the third class, you actually lost? How can it be! ”

"It's a joke, right? It's unreasonable! ”

Xiao Dan and Wang Yang glanced at each other, both of them with expressions of disbelief.

"Captain, let's go back." One of the eight players in green jerseys standing stupidly shouted at the captain who was crouching on the ground.

"If you want to lose the bet, you have to stand for five more minutes before you can leave." Captain Kong Shangwu said with a bitter face.

"Nerves, the third shift is betting like this purely to fix us, you can stand for ten minutes if you want to stand. Originally, losing to Class 3 was enough to lose face, and you still want us to make this ugly? I quit! The shouting team member grumbled and was the first to run away.

"Captain, let's leave, this face is really embarrassing." As soon as someone started running like this, the other team members couldn't help it.

"Lao Kong, did you really lose in Class 9?" In the end, Xiao Dan couldn't help but step forward and stood in front of Kong Shangwu.

Kong Shangwu didn't dare to raise his face, but nodded lightly.

"I'll go, and I really lost to Class 3?" At this time, Wang Yang was convinced. But this result really makes him scratch his head and can't understand it!

"Oh my God, did Class Nine really lose to Class Three? Did I hear you right? ”

"Nine classes are like this, is there still a fake?"

"How can this third class suddenly be able to fight?"

The team members led by Wang Yang immediately started to talk about it.

Soon, the news of Class 9's defeat to Class 3 spread like a hurricane across Blue Bridge Middle School.

None of the students were unexpectedly shocked or unconvinced, and their first reaction was that they thought it was a joke, and it wasn't until the scores of the ten battle classes were announced on the school road information board that they believed it fiercely. Immediately, he was curious, fiercely curious, curious about how Class 3 could win the winning class of Class 9.

"Classmate, do you want a video? Video of Class 3 vs. Class 9. Wow, it's so exciting, it's the most classic battle of the Blues to defeat the strong. Do you want? Ten dollars for a copy. ”

On the school road, by the flower garden, at the entrance of the commissary, someone was selling videos taken by mobile phones.

If this is in normal times, no one will be willing to spend money to buy even the new episode of the world-renowned male enlightenment love action actress Cang Dashi, let alone this kind of video of a basketball game that can be searched on the Internet to find a large basket?

But this time is different, the chicken rib class like Class 3 actually defeated the winning class like Class 9, which is really a picture that can't be made up for by opening the brain, and the students whose curiosity was ignited had to spend ten yuan to make up for this brain hole.

After watching this video, the classmates were even more crazy......