Chapter 19: The Experience of Playing Ball

In the afternoon, there are three general classes and one self-study class.

Good morning, who returned from physical education class, also felt the effect of spiritual uplift in the afternoon class.

All in all, it is not a torment for the current morning morning, even if it is a Chinese class and an English class.

After the third class in the afternoon, the whole third year of high school entered the self-study session.

In the self-study class, students can choose to review the content that is not profound in the book, or they can complete the homework assigned by the teacher today.

Good morning chose to review what was in the book.

Like a self-study in the afternoon, Chen Nan took out his English textbook and began to flip through it.

Lu Gang on the side didn't play with his mobile phone at this time, but took out the physics test paper and started to do it.

Although Lu Gang's overall score was a little worse than that of Chen An, his grades in physics and mathematics were not much worse than that of Chen An.

Every day, he will complete the physics homework and math homework assigned by the teacher on time, and as for the English language, he directly copied Gao Tianjie or Jiang Min's in front of him.

Gao Tianjie and Jiang Min's English and Chinese scores are much better than those of Chen'an Lugang.

If the two complement each other, even if you can't go to Imperial Capital University, there is still hope for other 985 and 211.

It's a pity that partial subjects are more or less a problem for the students in Class 37, otherwise Class 37 would not be called a sub-key class.

In the self-study class, the students have gradually entered the state, and even the students who are a little lower in the grades have more or less their favorite subjects.

For example, in the case of Lugang, at this time, self-study classes are the time for them to choose their own subjects, so most people are immersed in the atmosphere of learning.

A self-study class passed quickly in the immersion of everyone, and as the end of class approached, there was gradually movement in class 37.

At this time, even if the head teacher comes to inspect it, he won't say anything.

While everyone was waiting for the bell to ring, a figure appeared in the hallway outside the classroom.

The scout sitting near the front door of the class had been helping the class to detect the enemy situation for a long time, so he immediately noticed the figure that appeared in the corridor.

When he saw the man's appearance, his heart tightened, and his eyes involuntarily turned to Chen'an at the back of the classroom.

"Brother An, that sports student named Pan Yuguan seems to have come to you!" The scout's classmates lowered their voices and shouted to Good Morning.

The students along the way set their eyes on Good Morning.

At this time, Chen Nan was looking at the English textbook intently, and when he heard someone call him, he took his eyes off the textbook.

At this time, Pan Yuguan had just walked to the door of the classroom of Class 37 with a basketball.

He couldn't find Chen'an at a glance, but that didn't stop him from pretending.

I saw him slap the basketball in his hand to the ground, which attracted the attention of most of the students in Class 37.

"Tell me good morning, come to the basketball court and come to me after self-study class."

After speaking, Pan Yuguan turned around and left in a dashing manner, leaving the gradually noisy classroom of Class 37.

This time, Pan Yuguan felt that he was pretending to be very in place, and this feeling of leaving after the battle book would definitely be remembered by everyone in the 37th class!

......

Inside the classroom, Lu Gang looked at Good Morning worriedly.

"Brother An, that kid seems to be looking for you to play basketball." Lu Gang said.

Seeing that Chen Nan was entangled by Pan Yuguan like this, Lu Gang always thought that he had harmed Chen An, and his tone of voice was weaker.

"It's not like, it's for sure." Good morning replied.

"So what do you do? Your basketball skills are better than mine, but you shouldn't be the opponent of these sports students, right? ”

Good morning looked at the dry port speechlessly.

"You seem to have some misunderstanding of the meaning of 'stronger', it's not that my brother said you, you are like this, I can fight ten!"

"Oh? Hot Blooded Basketball? ”

"Get out..."

The two laughed for a while, and then Lu Gang became colorful.

"Next to the basketball court is the only way for students of all ages to go to the cafeteria, Pan Yuguan, that kid wants you to lose face in front of the whole school! This kid is so bad! ”

Good morning nodded: "It's a little bad, but it's still unknown whether the ability to play ball is strong or weak!" ”

It's not that Good Morning boasts, he has played a lot of balls in his previous life.

Like table tennis, volleyball, football, and so on.

Even though the balls are not the same size and shape, and even the feel of the hand is very different, the experience of playing with the ball is there.

Pan Yuguan has a high school student how much experience can he play ball.

But then again, this time it's basketball, this kind of ball Good Morning did play less when I grew up, and I played it with my classmates in high school and college.

Lu Gang saw that Chen An'an was so confident, and thought that Chen An'an was very sure, so he immediately became excited.

"Okay, Brother An, if you can win Pan Yuguan in basketball, then he really has no face to dare to come to you again!"

As a result, Good Morning pouted.

"I'm hungry all afternoon, who has time to play basketball with him, let him wait on the court, let's go eat first."

As soon as the words fell, the bell rang for the end of the self-study class.

Hearing the bell, Chen Good and Lu Gang rushed towards the back door of the class without thinking.

The front door has been blocked by other students, and it is faster to go through the back door.

......

The energy consumption of mental work is actually very high, and even more so, Chen Nan ran a thousand meters and two hundred meters in the first class in the afternoon.

Right now, Good Morning's stomach is already rumbling.

If it weren't for Gao Tianjie's cucumber-flavored potato chips after the second class, it is estimated that I would be so hungry that I couldn't read English books in the morning before the self-study class ended.

So as soon as class ended, Good Morning rushed to the cafeteria in a hurry.

hateful canteen aunt's hands are still shaking like Parkinson's, and a good spoonful of braised pork boiled with bamboo shoots is stiffly shaken into broth and boiled bamboo shoots.

Fortunately, Lu Gang's conscience found that he used his meal card to add a big chicken leg to Chen'an, saying that he was grateful for Chen'an's help today.

Good morning was a little happy, and when he turned his head, he saw Lu Gang holding three big chicken legs and gnawing on them.

Good morning:......

Just when Chen Nan and Lu Gang were sitting in the warm canteen and feasting, there was a lonely figure standing on the basketball court.

The days in mid-March are still a little short, and the breeze is a little cool.

During the day, when the sun is shining, this is naturally refreshing, but now that the sun has set most of the body, the cool breeze has gradually turned into a biting cold wind.

"Ahh

"Grass! Good morning, why hasn't that guy come yet? ”

In order to play his strongest strength when playing basketball, Pan Yuguan deliberately wore a basketball uniform, and immediately started playing when he arrived in the morning.

If he really played basketball, Pan Yuguan would naturally not feel the slightest cold.

But standing alone in the cold wind, the feeling is completely different.

"Ahh

"Suck ~"

"Damn, that guy won't let me pigeon, will he?"

Pan Yuguan sniffled, his eyes fell on the students passing by, looking for the figure of Good Morning.

However, there were too many students who went to the cafeteria together, and Pan Yuguan's eyes were full of flowers, but he still didn't find Good Morning.

It wasn't until the students returned to the classroom after dinner that Pan Yuguan confirmed that he had released his pigeons in the morning.

"Damn! How dare he fool me! ”