Actually I am twenty

Hearing this, Teacher Liang asked in amazement: "Continue to compete? Who else in your class can play?" She clearly asked, and there was only one girl in Class 2 who had been practicing.

Seeing her, Zhou Han frowned slightly, and replied, "Me, it's okay to make up the number."

"Although the students in our class do not have the strength of professional athletes, their spirit is not bad at all. How can they give up halfway?" Shen Mizhang answered with a smile, both openly and secretly sarcasm. Hearing Teacher Liang's face stiffen, he couldn't accept her words and sit in his seat , The breath was blocked in the chest.

Regardless of whether she agreed or not, Shen Mizhang shouted to everyone on the field: "Okay, all students go back to the sidelines, let's continue the game!"

The students all backed out of the field after hearing the words. Zhou Han went to the players in this class and whispered something. The players in the opponent's class happened to look over. She snorted softly and said to the boys: "Wait a minute Give them some color, do you think our class is easy to bully?"

They are all young and passionate teenagers, how can they stand up to such a provocation?Right now, I was holding my strength up, and after hearing what Zhou Han said, they all echoed: "Let them be arrogant, and they won't even know their mother when they beat them later!"

"That's right, it's shameless to actually do something to a girl!"

"Damn it, I'm in a hurry to find someone to fight with them!"

Just in time, Shen Mizhang came over, glared at the boy, and said, "Speak well."

The boy was immediately discouraged, bowed his head and admitted his mistake: "...Teacher, I was wrong..."

"That's about the same." Shen Mizhang smiled again, and said gently: "Go all out, and protect yourself, I will record the whole process later."

"Well! Teacher, don't worry!"

A few big boys responded like chicken blood, Zhou Han just watched with a smile on the sidelines, seeing them with such a passionate appearance, she was also a little excited, and said with emotion how good it is to be young.She did some warm-up exercises and followed the crowd to the court.

After experiencing the conflict just now, the atmosphere between the two sides was tense. Class 2 stared at the opposing players one by one, wanting to eat them alive, and the cheering and shouting outside the field became louder and louder.With the whistle of the referee, the basketball was thrown high again. This time, Class 2 successfully grabbed the ball and went to the opposite basket.

"great, good luck!"

"Class 2, come on!"

"nice shot!"

After a while, Class 2 took the lead to score a goal. Fortunately, Zhou Han also played with them a few times in physical education class, and they had a tacit understanding and cooperated well. The students in class 2 had a fire in their hearts, and they played the ball aggressively. The opposite class was stunned for a while and couldn't help it. Class 2 scored a lot of points one after another, and tied the score at the end of the second quarter.

The score was stalemate between the two sides, the battle was fierce on the court, and the students also competed with each other off the court. They shouted for cheer with the loudest voice, and they didn't care about their red faces.

The other party wanted to break through from Zhou Han, and class 2 naturally wanted to break through from the other girl. For a while, both classes defended the girls in their own class to death. As a result, the boys in the two classes could only stare at one boy each. It became a contest between two girls.

The four boys in class 2 were desperately blocking the other boy. Zhou Han took the ball like a fish in water, and saw the girl on the opposite side guarding her as if facing a big enemy. He turned around with the ball and passed her cleanly, making a three-step layup with ease. When he got to the basket, he flipped his wrist and threw it casually, and the basketball hit the basket firmly.

"Fucking beautiful!"

"Zhou Han! So handsome!"

"Ahhh handsome!"

A group of girls in the class became more and more excited, and even Shen Mizhang couldn't help shouting "handsome", who didn't expect her to fight so well.

The momentum of class 2 was getting more and more fierce, and the face of the class over there was ugly. One recklessly rushed out of the siege to block in front of Zhou Han, and the fire in his eyes seemed to burn her to ashes.

Zhou Han was dribbling the ball, and he was so guarded that he couldn't find a breakthrough. His heart moved, and he looked at those eyes and hooked his lips provocatively: "What? You want to hit me once? Are you majors so unaffordable to lose? Can you use all the dirty tricks?"

"Be careful what you say!"

Zhou Han smiled disdainfully, seeing the increasingly obvious anger in his eyes, and pointed in the direction of Shen Mizhang to remind him in time: "Be careful with your movements, our teacher is recording."

The boy held back his movements in time when he heard the words, and subconsciously looked in the direction she pointed. Zhou Han "succeeded in trickery" and immediately passed the ball to the boy who was guarded by the opposite girl.The boy took the ball, quickly took two steps back to the three-point line, and threw the ball into the basket with a very standard posture.

There was shouting outside the arena, and the boy tilted his head towards Zhou Han and raised his chin, causing Zhou Han to raise his eyebrows and snort softly.Do boys like to be so handsome now?Fortunately, the goal was scored, otherwise he would be beaten up in the end.

The other party was very angry, but Shen Mizhang asked a few students to take pictures with their mobile phones on all sides, and they couldn't do any more tricks, so they could only try their best to chase points.

Teacher Liang watched the score getting bigger and bigger on the field, his complexion became darker and darker, and he said strangely: "It turns out that Teacher Shen is still hiding this move, how about preserving his strength?"

She was unhappy, and Shen Mizhang became happier. He smiled and said: "No, Zhou Han has never liked to participate in group activities. I have worked for a long time and she has not agreed. But this child has a good nature, and he immediately volunteered when he saw that his classmate was injured. , Of course I can't refuse her, what do you think, Mr. Liang?"

"..." Co-author or did she shoot herself in the foot?Teacher Liang didn't expect her to be so irritating. After scanning around, her face became darker and darker, and she smiled coldly: "The class taught by Teacher Shen is indeed different from the class behind us. The students just took out their mobile phones so blatantly."

Although the Education Bureau stipulates that schools cannot be divided into fast classes and slow classes, high schools privately divide classes according to grades in order to improve their admission rate. Classes with slightly better grades are best equipped with teachers. , This is the case for the first four classes of No. [-] Middle School.Students with specialties will be grouped into several classes, generally ranked at the bottom, which is also convenient for course arrangement, but the teachers will naturally be relatively poor.After the second year of high school, young teachers are generally not assigned to the first four classes, most of them are like Teacher Liang, but Shen Mizhang is an exception.Although it was a sudden accident, it was enough to make people jealous.

Shen Mizhang didn't take it seriously, and wrote lightly: "The school stipulates that mobile phones cannot be seen in the classroom. This is on the court. Although we are teachers, we can't control it."

Teacher Liang was so choked by her that he had nothing to say, he gritted his teeth and stopped talking.

The game on the field has come to an end, both sides are obviously exhausted, their movements have slowed down, and they are out of breath. Class 2 has a 5-point advantage, and the opponent class is determined to pull the score back, and the situation is still very stalemate.

Zhou Han attacked carefully with the ball, and even looked towards the side of the court from time to time. Shen Mizhang frowned slightly, but don't overturn in the last few minutes.

"Zhou Han, there are still a few minutes left, hold on!"

Before Shen Mizhang spoke, the opponent was about to steal the ball. Fortunately, Zhou Han passed the ball to his teammates in time so that no one could steal it.The opponent couldn't steal the ball, but their offensive slowed down, as if they just wanted to maintain this state and consume the opponent.Shen Mizhang thought that their physical strength had reached their limit, so he didn't say anything else, he just hoped that they could hold on, but suddenly he heard someone shout: "Same table! Last 30 seconds!"

She followed the voice and looked over. Jiang Sigui, who was by her side, ran to the referee at some point. When Zhou Han on the field heard this sentence, his movements suddenly sped up again, and he went to the opposite basket to attack.

"Zhou Han, this way!"

In the last 30 seconds, no matter how hard I chased, I couldn't catch up. The opponent gave up a little bit. Zhou Han was obviously only in front of the opponent's girl, so she could break through easily, but she stopped and pushed the ball in the direction of the sound. , Looking at the boy next to his classmate, the corners of his lips curled up.

Do you think girls are easy to bully?

"Ah! Grass!"

To everyone's surprise, the ball was not passed to his teammates. It seemed that Zhou Han made a wrong pass and his teammates didn't catch it. In fact, the ball hit the opponent boy's face.

The boy cried out in pain, holding his breath in his heart and couldn't swallow it. He didn't care too much about receiving the ball and went to the basket of Class 2. The classmates in Class 2 just perfunctorily blocked him, allowing him to successfully make a three-pointer.

The ball hit the ground, and the referee's whistle sounded. Although the opponent scored a three-pointer, it was still 2 points away. The boy touched his nose, and as expected, his hand was bloody. He cursed, stared at Zhou Han with red eyes and strode over. , looking for trouble. The four boys from Class 2 immediately stood in front of Zhou Han, for fear that he would make a move.

Zhou Han patted the boy who called her before with a look of annoyance, and complained: "I made you shout, and let him score a three-pointer if you can't catch the ball!"

The boy was very cooperative in admitting his mistake, acting like it was just an accident, and the injured boy was even more angry, cursing: "Fuck you! Passing the ball with so much strength! You fucking throw a shot put!"

Zhou Han heard the words and apologized "sincerely" to the injured boy: "I'm sorry, I was too excited during the competition and didn't pay attention to my strength."

Others also gathered around, and the opponent's class hurriedly stopped the boy's bleeding. Teacher Liang said angrily: "You don't learn well at such a young age! It's clearly hurting people on purpose! Isn't your class videotaped! Take it out! Let the referee see what it is It's not an accident!"

"Oh! I was in a hurry and forgot to save it!"

"Oh, me too!"

"Hey, when did my phone die?"

The three video students took out their mobile phones and said no, Teacher Liang almost scolded his mother in anger, turned his head to stare at Shen Mizhang, and gritted his teeth: "Mr. Shen, should you record it?!"

Shen Mizhang quit the video recording mode as early as Zhou Han's actions, and naturally he would not save them. Before he had time to ask the other three students to hear such words, he didn't know whether they were adapting to the situation or had a "conspiracy" long ago. .In any case, it was their class who made the first move. Teacher Shen secretly pressed the power off button, handed the phone out with an innocent face, and said, "My phone is dead."

The author has something to say: The class teacher next door was so angry that he vomited blood and died