i have a traveling frog

Chapter 87 No.1, I'll Take It For You
Tong Zijie yelled and hurriedly ran to the court to check on Zhu Zhiming's condition.

Zhu Zhiming was lying on the ground at this time, hunched over, with a pained expression.

"Ye Xiaofeng, you did it on purpose." Jin Xin yelled at Ye Xiaofeng who was on the ground, "Referee, he fouled maliciously!"

The people in class seven of the third year are good at confounding black and white, and immediately responded:

"What's your name? It was Zhu Zhiming who stepped on Ye Xiaofeng's foot. It was you who fouled!"

"That's right, you see Ye Xiaofeng is also injured."

The teachers and classmates outside the court gathered around, and the people on both sides were arguing endlessly. The referee came over and asked Zhu Zhiming and Ye Xiaofeng: "Are you two okay, do you want to go to the hospital?"

Only then did Zhu Zhiming sit up with difficulty and said, "I'm fine...I can continue..."

But the pained expression on his face and the redness and swelling on his ankle told everyone that he could no longer continue to play.

"I can keep playing too."

Ye Xiaofeng immediately stood up, pretending to be in pain, but he overcame the pain for the honor of the class.

Zhu Zhiming tried to stand up several times, but the severe pain in his feet made him unable to stand upright. Su Wenran stepped forward to help him up, but Zhu Zhiming pushed him away.

"I can get up by myself, and I can still fight!"

Zhu Zhiming shouted loudly, a little agitated, he is the main scorer in the second class of the third year, if he is off the field, this game will not be able to be played.

"Go to the infirmary first to see if it's okay, okay?" Tong Zijie said with great concern, then turned to the students in the class and said, "Hurry up, some people, and carry him over there."

Zhu Zhiming pushed everyone away emotionally and sat on the ground angrily, refusing to leave.

"If you can't compete, please take him away quickly. We still have to continue the competition." Ye Xiaofeng urged, "We are still competing. Should we just admit defeat?"

Jin Xin yelled at Ye Xiaofeng: "Damn it, it's really dirty!"

Ye Xiaofeng quit immediately: "Who are you scolding, you are the dirty ones, you stepped on my feet on purpose, who knew you would hurt yourself, you deserve it!"

Jin Xin and Xue Yongzhi were furious when they heard this, and immediately rushed forward to hit Ye Xiaofeng, but Yang Junhao, Huang Ze and others came up to help Ye Xiaofeng push them away, the referee also blew the whistle and separated them, the scene was chaotic for a while.

The side outside the court was also divided into two sides. Those who knew the ball said that Ye Xiaofeng stepped on his foot on purpose, which made Zhu Zhiming unable to land safely. On the other side, those who didn't know the ball said that Zhu Zhiming stepped on Ye Xiaofeng's foot. Although it was not intentional, he violated the rules.

Those who understand the rules can hear the explanations.

In short, it was a mess inside and outside the stadium.

Zhu Zhiming tried to stand up again, but he couldn't use his feet. He was so angry that he beat his own feet with his hands.

This beating was so painful that he couldn't breathe, and big beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Go to the infirmary, be obedient!" Tong Zijie took Zhu Zhiming's hands that were about to beat her legs, and persuaded softly.

"Teacher Tong, I'm sorry..." Zhu Zhiming's eyes were red, and his voice was choked up, "I...I can't stand up...I also want...I want to take the first place..."

"No, firstly we don't want it, the teacher knows that you have tried your best, the teacher is satisfied, No.2 is also very good, let's go to the infirmary first, okay?"

At this time, Zhu Zhiming's feet were swollen badly, like fermented steamed buns.

Zhu Zhiming looked at the basket on the field, then at his feet, and tried to stand up again.

Suddenly he felt a hand pressing down on his shoulder very forcefully. He looked up and found that the person holding him up was actually Su Wenran.

At this time, Zhu Zhiming could only see Su Wenran's side face, and his side face became very cold at this time, and his whole person showed a unique aura.

Su Wenran scanned the arena with resolute eyes, then slightly lowered his head to look at Zhu Zhiming and his swollen heels.

"Go to the infirmary, No.1...I'll get it!"

Su Wenran's voice was cold but firm.

Zhu Zhiming was stunned for a moment, and finally his eyes slowly calmed down. He didn't know why, even though he knew that Su Wenran couldn't play basketball, his words just now were full of incomparable confidence, which made Zhu Zhiming suddenly realize that for almost a moment, he I believe what Su Wenran said.

Tong Zijie ordered the boys off the court to help Zhu Zhiming, Zhu Zhiming finally stopped resisting, put his hands on the shoulders of the two male students, and went to the infirmary.

"Hahaha, did you hear, Su Wenran said that he would come to avenge Zhu Zhiming!"

"Yeah, and said to be the first...haha, I can't even get the ball."

"Let's bet, can he get a point?"

"I bet I can't get it..."

"I can't even bet..."

When Ye Xiaofeng and other members of the basketball team from Class [-] of the third year saw Su Wenran coming on as a substitute, they all laughed and made fun of Su Wenran.

Huang Ze was even more happy, now he could humiliate Su Wenran to his heart's content, and let Lin Yin take a good look at who she should pay attention to.

Everyone knows who can play basketball well in school. Zhu Zhiming and Huang Ze are generally recognized as the two most skilled players in the school. This Su Wenran...has never seen him play seriously. Played basketball, and saw it several times in physical education class, it seemed that I was not as good as the girls in my class.

Naturally, they didn't pay much attention to Su Wenran like this.

The referee's result came down. Due to Ye Xiaofeng's superb performance, the referees didn't feel that Ye Xiaofeng did it on purpose. They unanimously decided that it was an accident.

Although the members of the seventh class of the third year felt that winning was a sure thing, the end of Zhu Zhiming, the main force of the second class of the third year, still made them happy, and the championship was sure.

Ye Xiaofeng heard that he didn't pay the price for a single foul, so he punished Zhu Zhiming, and it seemed that he would be hurt for a while, so he was very proud, and finally figured out the bad breath he had made in the past two days.

Su Wenran walked in front of Ye Xiaofeng, and looked straight at him who was complacent.

"What? Want to hit me?"

Ye Xiaofeng smiled at Su Wenran, not afraid of Su Wenran at all.

Su Wenran really wanted to beat this petty trickster, but he held back because he had more important things to do by himself right now.

As long as he took No.1, it would be more embarrassing for him than hitting Ye Xiaofeng directly.

Zhu Zhiming's self-blaming and desperate eyes made Su Wenran unable to let go. Zhu Zhiming has always been a playful person. Su Wenran has been at the same table with him for more than a year, and this is the first time he has seen him so sad. No matter what, I must give No.1 to him. Take it down, give this breath out for Zhu Zhiming!

"From now on, you're not going to touch the ball."

Su Wenran said coldly to the ecstatic Ye Xiaofeng.

(End of this chapter)