After Rebirth, I Am the White Moonlight of All Big Brothers

  Chapter 28 Zhong Shao gets beaten, full score in physics

   "What is she doing?"

   "If you don't dribble or layup, do you want to shoot a three-pointer?"

  "What an international joke? The distance between the three-point lines is between 6.7 meters and 7.25 meters. She is standing at a distance of nine or ten meters from the basket. Do you think she is Curry?"

   "As long as she dared to shoot, the ball will be let go, Ang Ge will take it in minutes, and then a dunk to score, Sa!"

   "These women thought they would play basketball after watching a few games? Oh, naive."

   "Brother Ang-abuse her!"

   Jiang Han is not to be outdone: "Sister Yue, the best!"

  The "cheerleaders" of the two sides began to shout in the air, not giving way to each other, but the two on the field turned a deaf ear.

  At the end of the day, any distraction can cause irreparable failure.

   "You can't make it." Zhong Ziang smiled, like a patient hunter admiring the beauty of the prey struggling to death.

  As long as he defends the middle circle, he does not have to take the initiative to attack, and Jiang Fuyue can be defeated.

  Ten thousand steps back, even if she loses the middle circle, will she definitely be able to score?

  Heh... when everyone is a slam dunk?

  Faced with the provocation of the teenager, Jiang Fuyue never responded from the beginning to the end, and did not even show a trace of anger.

  She only looked ahead, her eyes firm and calm, with courage and determination, and then—

  Dribble the ball in hand, quickly take off to an eye-popping height, the wrist is folded, one stand, the ball is released, and a beautiful parabola is drawn in the air.

   Hollow into the basket!

  Zhong Ziang was in a daze.

  The brother who was cheering for him with a vote also fell silent.

  Jiang Han mentioned his throat a long time ago, but now he steadily falls back into his chest, and then—

   "Go in? Go in! I rely on-Yue Jie Niu X! Three-pointer! Three-pointer! My god!"

   Ge Meng's eyes were blank: "...Am I dreaming?"

   Liu Sisi: "Then what we dream of may be the same."

  In the field.

  Jiang Fuyue walked in front of Zhong Ziang, "I am willing to accept the bet."

  The young man gritted his teeth and stiffened his cheeks: "You cheated!"

   deliberately hide strength, pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger.

  She laughed, "Why don't you say that you underestimate the enemy?"

  Zhong Ziang choked and stared at her ferociously.

   "Okay, let's get started."

  "?"

  "Isn't you going to apologize?" Jiang Fuyue said calmly, "I'm ready."

  "..." I feel offended.

   "Why, I want to regret it? So many people look at it, you can't let it go." It is the same thing as Zhong Ziang's previous sentence "You can't make the investment", even the expressions are extremely similar.

  This is revenge!

  Zhong Ziang's scalp tightened.

  Only people apologize to him, when is it his turn to behave in a humble position?

Can……

"sorry!"

  This woman has something right, and she is willing to bet!

  Jiang Fuyue nodded: "My lord has a lot, so I won't care about you."

  Zhong Ziang Yinya crumpled.

  Hehe...I can thank you!

  In the next second, his fist rushed, and Zhong Ziang was stunned for a moment. When he reacted, his jaw struck with severe pain, he snorted, his eyes filled with confusion——

   "Damn! Are you really fighting?!"

   "Well, the bet must be cashed out." Jiang Fuyue moved her wrist and neck, as if she was relaxing her muscles.

  She felt uncomfortable under the reaction force, and one can imagine how hard the punch was used.

  Zhong Ziang was about to cry.

  He has never been bullied like this in kindergarten, elementary and junior high school is the best in the class, not to mention high school, wherever he goes.

Grass! How much energy did this woman use? The lower half of his face doesn't look like his own anymore.

  Jiang Fuyue paced and stopped in his ear: "Classmate, this punch is to teach you how to be a man, remember, don’t be too arrogant in the future."

  After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand and patted him twice.

  Zhong Ziang leaned forward, his cheeks were red, shit, did this woman grow up eating iron? !

   "Go." Jiang Fuyue put on her schoolbag and left the playground.

  Jiang Han installed the exercise book and chased it up: "Wait for me, there are questions that will not..."

  Ge Meng glanced at the homework in his hand: "I also have one...no, two..."

  Liu Sisi is crying, she is about to die, she will not know all of them!

  It's hard to be a dung with flowers.

"wait for me!"

  In the sunset, four girls walked away one after another.

   "Brother Ang, are you okay?" The crowd gathered around.

  Zhong Ziang put his hands on his knees, his chest heaving violently.

   was so angry.

   "Take a hand and give me a hand."

  A group of people sat on the stands, Zhong Ziang unscrewed the mineral water bottle, raised his head, and pulled his chin with just one mouth. The pain made him gasp.

   "Wipe—" He smashed the water bottle, his eyes gloomy.

  Everyone dared not breathe too much, and waited carefully.

  After a while, he re-twisted the bottle again, this time making his movements much lighter.

   "That woman, what's the background?"

   "Her name is Jiang Fuyue, and she is in the second and third class of high school. She is the last one in her grade."

  Zhong Ziang frowned: "What else?"

  "...Her parents set up a pancake stall at the back door of the school, which was only exposed today."

"what happened?"

  The person probably said about Jiang Fuyue's distributing flyers and stubbornly Zhao Tiezhuang.

  It’s no secret, it spread in just one afternoon in the second grade of high school.

  Zhong Ziang grinned, "He is a ruthless man."

  No wonder it's so sturdy.

  Everyone: "..."

  Zhong Ziang asked again: "She plays basketball?"

  The three-pointer, if you have not been trained, you can even say that it is professionally trained, you will definitely not be able to shoot.

   "I haven't heard of this, but she only came in for sports bonus points."

   "What item?"

   "High jump, and... shot put."

  According to the international standard, the weight of the women's shot put is 4 kg, and she has bounce and strength, just to be pinched by her.

"Grass!"

  ……

  At the same time, teaching building, grade office.

   "Lao Meng!"

   "Hi...Old Xu, are you really coming back?" Meng Zhijian gasped.

   "Is Zhao Tiejun? I will go find him now!"

   "Hey, you wait—"

  "Don't stop me! Jiang Fuyue can't be punished, otherwise this winter camp will be ruined!"

   "No... listen to me first..."

   "I'll talk about it later!"

   "Old Xu!" Meng Zhijian raised the tone.

  Xu Jing was taken aback.

   "Jiang Fuyue has not been punished! Please calm down first."

   "That's not right..." Xu Jing was a little confused, "You called me this afternoon, didn't you say that Zhao Tiejun went to the class to look for her?"

   "I'm looking for it." Meng Zhijian nodded. Seeing that Xu Jing was impatient again, he quickly explained, "But she was not punished."

"impossible!"

  Zhao Tiejun’s temper, can he not know?

  If the student commits his hand, there will be nothing to make a major thing smaller. Nobody will sell his face, as the name suggests, he is iron and fierce.

"Why is it impossible?" Meng Zhijian snorted, "Student Renjiang not only picked himself up completely, but also smashed Lao Zhao Yijun. Now it has spread throughout the whole grade, and gave her a nickname, what is it called? Here comes—"

   "Sister Hammer!" Yu Wenzhou suddenly looked up, and his phone page happened to stay on the campus forum "Today's Hot Post".

  The screen is full of "Jiang Fuyue" and "666".

  Xu Jing: "Why?"

  Meng Zhijian: "Strike the iron."

  "……"

   "Oh, that's right," Yu Wenzhou put down his phone and took out one of the test papers. Yun said lightly, "Jiang Fuyue got a perfect score for this physics test."

  Xu Jing: "!"

  Meng Zhijian: "!"

   "Hey, what do you look like? It's like a hillbilly who has never seen the market." After speaking, he curled his lips contemptuously.

  Well, when the score was calculated, he was also a hillbilly, and when he wrote "110" in a red pen, he trembled for a long time.

  Meng Zhijian: "Show me the test paper!"

"What do you want to do?"

   "Give it to me!" Meng Zhijian directly grabbed it.

  　 High school physics score 110

  (End of this chapter)