live up to the morning light

However, it is not so easy to do Ayaya.

Wei Yazhenggang junior high school MVP of the city, a national second-level athlete, a talented player who trains hard and is worthy of playing in national competitions. If he can easily lose to a novice who has only touched the ball for a month, then he really shouldn't be fooled.

What's more, Wei Ya himself...

On the surface, he also looks like a serious person, but in his heart he is a typical person who doesn't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement, and he especially likes to watch his own excitement.

Hearing the slogan "What the hell, Ayaya" shouted by Mingchen, I was immediately excited. When we were in Math Olympiad class together, I ran to Mingchen's side and asked, "Xiao Chenchen, you heard that you are going to kill me ?”

hula-

Everyone around turned their heads.

Several girls couldn't hold it back on the spot, and let out a gasping sound of "Wow--".

Mingchen was a little more relaxed in front of Hongguang, but he was never used to joking with others, and his face turned red immediately.However, he still bit his lower lip and immediately calmed down: "Well, I want to beat you on the basketball court."

There was another gasp of "woo-wah" all around.

Wei Ya sighed: "I don't think this is possible."

Ming Chen bit her lower lip: "Then let's wait and see."

"Okay," Wei Ya narrowed his eyes, shining like a fox, "we'll see."

In order to gather the popularity of the competition, the first match of the round-robin match was "top duel", where Wei Ya's key class faced Hong Guang's science class 1.

Mingchen was the first to play as a starting point guard, playing against Wei Ya—without any suspense, he was blown up head-on.

Wei Ya is taller than him, faster than him, more agile than him, better than him in technique...he can't catch up with him anywhere.

Even physical fitness is not the same level.

At the end of the first quarter, Mingchen was breathless and wet, as if he had just been fished out of the water. When he was replaced with unsteady footsteps, Wei Ya was just sweating a little. Run a dozen or twenty laps on the playground.

Complete power suppression.

Just had a sip of water tomorrow morning.Wei Ya leaned over: "Is this not enough?"

Mingchen didn't even have the energy to answer.

Wei Ya wanted to say something, but was taken away by Hong Guang's collar: "The on-court affairs are done on-court, don't bring your emotions to the outfield-Ayaya, you are almost fine, why don't you watch so much off-court when you are off-campus? Something? Don't bully us tomorrow morning."

"Tch," Wei Yachong bared his teeth at Hongguang, "you, you, Ming, Chen—you still have the nerve to call me? I haven't seen you so fierce outside of school! I'll be your teammate and pass you so many balls , I've never seen you protect me once!"

"What? Our squad leader, it's not our Mingchen, could it be your Mingchen?" Hong Guang threw him behind him and separated him from Mingchen with his body. It’s good to eat on the opposite side, do you want me to protect you?”

Hongguang said "We are tomorrow morning", and Mingchen was a little bit sweeter; but seeing Hongguang's recognition of Wei Ya's strength, he immediately became upset; so he didn't appreciate Hongguang's affection at all, and poked his head out from behind Hongguang : "I haven't conceded defeat yet, let's wait and see."

It's time for a break.

The referee whistle blows.

The players on both sides ran quickly into the arena - while Wei Ya was running, she kept turning her head and raised an eyebrow at Ming Chen: "Okay, we'll see."

In this game, due to the excellent performance of the two core players, the point difference has been kept within 5 points. At the last second, Wei Ya made a lore 3 points to end the game.

The cheerleaders of key classes on the field were jubilant.

Wei Ya slid on his knees and roared, tore his clothes and threw them to the onlookers, and walked around the venue, showing off his full range of handsomeness--when passing by Mingchen, he didn't forget to make a "wait and see" mouth.

Tomorrow morning, I almost grit my teeth and bleed.

Hong Guang reassured him: "Winning or losing is common in military affairs, and we are not weak in strength. Wei Ya is just like this. He looks like a dog, but in fact he is very boring. Don't be as knowledgeable as him."

Tomorrow was not comforted at all.

On the contrary, hearing Hongguang speak of Wei Ya in such a familiar and intimate tone made me feel sour.

On the second day, in the time-limited competition in the Mathematical Olympiad class, with three consecutive perfect scores, Wei Ya was knocked out silently.