The Miracle of the Black Basket

In the afternoon game, Yu Chizheng and others didn't play. The coach just arranged for a few other seniors in the second and third grades to play. They were just scouting the way. As a result, Xinhe High School didn't play well. After the fourth quarter, they changed to The coach saw that their strength was no more than that, so he let a few seniors have enough fun, but was jealous of Qingfeng and Zhang Hongxiu, a few impatient guys.

He Mingxi and others in the auditorium originally wanted to cheer for Yu Chizheng, but they didn't play at all. Although they were a little disappointed, but under Li Shan's reminder, the two of them quietly ran to the place near the rest area of ​​the No. [-] middle school players, and secretly took pictures For a few photos, Li Shan took random pictures of some handsome people from No. [-] Middle School, while He Mingxi took pictures of Yuchi Zheng, or his back, or his profile, and these photos were later posted on the school forum , It caused quite a commotion among girls in various schools.

After the game, everyone left the Bronze Gymnasium. Ziyuan usually seemed to be in a daze, but sometimes he was very careful. For example, no one noticed the two girls in the corner who were secretly filming, but he watched When it arrived, it wasn't that other people were not alert, but that others had no time to take care of it. Yu Chizheng and Lu Shaozhen were urged to join the school's student union, and Qin Zhe was busy listening to Qingfeng and Liangtai complaining that they were sitting on the bench today. Only Ziyuan saw those two girls.

Maybe he was really angry, he walked up to Yuchizheng and said angrily: "Xiaozheng, you can only treat me nicely, don't talk to that ponytail girl!"

Yu Chizheng was going to make a call, but dialed the number halfway, and he was stunned for a moment when he heard Ziyuan's slightly wronged words. He looked around and saw He Mingxi and the others running away in a hurry.

"Ziyuan, you are overthinking. I just helped classmate He drive away a boy who harassed her in the morning. I didn't care about them."

"That's not okay, they will take Xiaozheng away!"

"Ziyuan, don't make trouble, I'm just a classmate!"

Even if Yuchizheng comforted him, it would explain it, but Ziyuan still cared a little bit, sometimes people's sixth sense is so self-willed and accurate, and so is the sixth sense of boys.

Because they were in a hurry, Yu Chizheng and Shaozhen hurried back to school, while Qingfeng and the others went to the game hall together when they were bored.

The second game was on Tuesday afternoon, against No. [-] Middle School of Qiaobei District [-].Because most of the students in the No. [-] Middle School were from the Qiaobei area, many students who were directly promoted recognized Yu Chizheng, and some voices came from the auditorium from time to time.

"It's really Yuchi Zheng?"

"That's right, he actually went to No. [-] Middle School."

"He's doing well in his studies, so he's going to give the key points. But I thought he wouldn't play basketball anymore."

"Yes, yes...but there are so many handsome guys in their No. [-] middle school!"

"Tsk! Why are those girls so annoying!" Qingfeng said.

"Yes, whispering. I'm so annoying!" Ziyuan was actually even more irritable.

"Okay! Be quiet! Team up!" said coach Dong Xiaonan.

After everyone finished forming the team, Dong Xiaonan ordered the starting personnel for this match: three sophomores and three years old plus Qingfeng and Shaozhen.

Yao Chi was very angry about Yu Chizheng not playing.But he didn't have time to take care of it at the beginning of the game, because Du Qingfeng and Lu Shaozhen made him one head and two big. Du Qingfeng's rough and indeterminate style of play gave him no chance to fight back, and he was in a passive state throughout the first half of the No. 47 Middle School.The first half ended with a score of 21:[-].During the intermission, Yao Chi looked at Yu Chizheng who was not far away, he was still talking to Qingfeng and the others calmly, nothing else could be seen in those beautiful cat eyes except gentleness and tranquility up.This made Yao Chi very irritable. Didn't he agree to compete before, so what does it mean now? !His angry partners Lu Minyuan and Qian Ling saw it.

"Qingfeng, your attack is too fierce, you will drive the enemy into a hurry." Yuchizheng said.

"I don't care about him, who made him say something bad at the beginning, just wait, Ah Zheng, I will let him know what strength is in the second half!"

"Don't brag, that Yao Chi is not as good as you and me, but it's not a soft persimmon, so don't be careless," Shaozhen reminded after taking a sip of water.

"I'm bragging? Don't you think he's inferior to you? Let's be each other~"

The second half started, Yu Chizheng was still sitting calmly in the rest area, Qian Ling couldn't help but walked over.

"Shao Zheng?"

"Squad leader Qian Ling, long time no see."

"Yeah, I'm sorry about what happened before, Yao Chi didn't mean anything malicious."

"Well, I know, I didn't take it to heart."

Qian Ling looked at Yao Chi on the field and continued: "Since I was in the same class as you in the first year of junior high school, Yao Chi has been inferior to you in both study and playing. He is obviously one year younger than us, and he is obviously so smart and talented. Not slack at all, which makes Yao Chi envious and jealous."

Yu Chizheng looked at Qian Ling and said, "I...have nothing to envy him."

"Who knows, whether he is envious or jealous of you, I guess only he knows, but I am a bit self-indulgent, but, Shao Zheng, he has always hoped to compete with you in the arena. When he was in middle school, he I always lose, I have never won against you. I am afraid that I will not be able to advance when I meet you in the No. [-] Middle School. Why don’t you give him this chance? This is the first match of our city-level competition, but it may also be the last match of our No. [-] Middle School. It's a game."

Yu Chizheng looked at Qian Ling and didn't know how to answer. Qian Ling was right. No. [-] middle school met No. [-] middle school, and the road to the municipal competition was over.

The whistle blew and the third quarter ended.

"I'll go first. Goodbye, Young Master Zheng."

"Ah."