Take down that Alpha school grass

Chen Weiwan and Lin Moci were late for evening self-study together. When they entered the classroom, the former pulled the collar of his school uniform to the top, while the latter lowered his head slightly, wearing the other's black coat, with a faintly visible patch on the back of his neck. A Band-Aid.

The whole class was silent for a moment, but all of them were brainstorming.

Fortunately, Chen Weiwan carried two pheromone masking agents, A and O, so that the two of them would not have the smell of pheromones all over their bodies, but their obviously out-of-the-ordinary outfits were enough to make everyone think about it.

The forum immediately smelled the wind, and a post titled "No one knows what they did in the late evening self-study session" turned out, and the scale underneath was full of guesses.

But before the end of the second day, Lin Moci received a gift of an unfamiliar porcelain bowl and received soft hands.

At first he didn't understand, but after asking Song Qingchu, he realized that "porcelain bowl" means "ciwan".

He had no choice but to personally post on the forum to ask everyone not to send any more. At the same time, because he kept meeting some students with strange names these days, he couldn't bear to remind everyone not to bring some students whose names were "Min Zhengju" or even "Zuo Zhengju". "Ai"'s strange classmate came in front of me.

But because this was his first time posting, he didn't care about the filthy accusations or rainbow farts before and didn't reply, but now he suddenly posted a post, and he immediately asked a bunch of people about it.

The most frequently asked question is: What is the taste of the pheromone in school grass?

Lin Moci's possessive reply: That's something you can know?

Someone else commented: Although I support it, I don't want to see the school grass being eaten up so quickly. Can you tell me where you are now?

It looked like he was still thinking about Chen Weiwan, Lin Moci directly said, "That's something you can manage?"

This kind of speech is no different from the previous villain's speech, but it attracts more people to bombard and make "ahhhhh" and "KSWL" sounds.

The top post also changed from his black material to [On how the school bully's violent temper was spoiled by the school grass].

Later, he became numb after watching everyone's discussions every day, so he had to let go of the gossip in the forum and concentrate on studying and preparing for the basketball game.

The basketball game of the No. [-] Middle School finally started at the end of spring—the last week of May.

The rules of the basketball game are that through registration and selection in each grade, one person will be selected from each class, and a grade will be freely combined into six five-member teams. At the same time, a substitute player must be selected from each class to register.

First, there will be a lottery PK within the grade, and senior high school students will not participate in the competition. Finally, a championship team will be selected between the champion teams of senior high school students and high school sophomore students.

Usually, the final competition every year is directly won by the team of sophomores, firstly because the opponent is one level older, and secondly because the seniors don’t want to offend the seniors during their lifetime, and they all make it look like an exhibition match for the sake of face .

The representative player selected by Class [-] this time is Lin Moci.

Because he has been living as a beta, and his football skills are recognized as good, naturally no one has any objections, and the substitute is written by Huo Linghan, the sports committee member in the class.

On the day of the competition, it was raining lightly all the time, and the field was moved from the playground to the gymnasium. Students all around were sitting next to each other, and many boys and girls were beating with plastic sticks in their hands, facing the center of the field. Shouting to cheer up loudly, the whole hall was in full swing, screaming one after another.

Because of his short stature but quick reflexes, Lin Mo resigned to play as a point guard. When he joined his teammates on the court, he kept staring at the auditorium where Class [-] was located. Seeing the vacant seats in the first row, he felt very uncomfortable. .

Chen Weiwan went to participate in the competition-related training camp selection, so naturally there was no way to watch him play.

He glanced over frequently, only to see Ji Nanyu yelling with a loudspeaker: "Lin Moci, you can't win, come down quickly, don't be ashamed, hurry up and replace me, Brother Huo!"

Lin Moci gave him a middle finger back in full view.

With the whistle of the referee, the center Li Wenyuan jumped up first, grabbed the opening jump ball with absolute height advantage, and then quickly dribbled the ball to the opponent's basket. The opponent's center reacted quickly, and several people faced Li Wenyuan, who was obviously the best in the game, gave Lin Moci a few gaps. Li Wenyuan passed the ball to him with a feint.

This set of coordination is chic and smooth. Lin Moci gave a high-five with several teammates after the shot, which immediately caused a burst of noise and excitement on the sidelines.

He played smoothly at the beginning of the first game, scored a lot of points by himself, and instantly won n fans and girls.

The most frightening thing is not only his extremely high three-point shooting percentage, but his reaction speed completely crushing the opposing players.He even relied on his fast running to play the opponent's center repeatedly. A guard broke through to the opponent's basket with the ball and scored.

There was a wave of screaming everywhere.

"Damn, I finally know why Lin Moci is the school bully, he is so handsome, which beta can have such good skills!"

"It's so handsome, help me, I've experienced the joy of being a school grass!"

"I would like to be the school bully's headband!"

"It's so cool! I think we will be the first team to beat the seniors this year!"

"Give me a rush, ah, ah, ah!"

They quickly won the first game, and passed through the next few rounds, until the whistle blew for the end of the last round in the first grade, and Lin Moci and Li Wenyuan bumped shoulders.

"It's really good, Xiao Linzi, it's still the same as before."

Lin Moci deliberately spoofed him: "Brother Li, I got [-]% to [-]% of today's points, why don't you just let me do the jump ball, and you go to the side and give me a cheerleading."

Li Wenyuan was extremely aggrieved: "Can you be reasonable? There were two people staring at me when the other party was the least. I gave you all the opportunities to show off, and you still bite me like this?"

Lin Moci punched him: "I know you've worked hard, so eat more at noon, and in the afternoon, we two brothers will beat up those sophomores."

Sun Zekai, a class [-] classmate of the small forward in the team, was standing on the side drinking water. Seeing a group of people surrounding Lin Moci to deliver water, he exclaimed: "I really envy you, Lin Moci, you see so many people bringing water to you!" of."

After hearing this, Lin Moci lowered his eyes in frustration, without any aura on the court, and said like a left-behind child: "I just want to drink the water that was brought to me at night."

Sun Zekai almost choked to death from the water in his throat.

Li Wenyuan quickly slapped Lin Moci, reminding him to look at Lao Yang behind him with a bad face.

Sensing that sharp gaze, Lin Moci immediately turned his head and said, "Hello, teacher, are you tired of sitting here watching the game? Teacher, after I finish playing, I will go to the math problems."

Lao Yang sneered and said, "You played well. You traded your math grades for this skill."

Lin Moci nodded and bowed again and again: "No, no, it's my job to win honor for the class, and it's also my job to study hard."

Lao Yang looked at him with satisfaction: "That's fine. If you play well, I'll give you a set of five-year college entrance examination and three-year simulation after the game."

Lin Moci drank water in pain, wishing he could retire on the spot.

Although the auditoriums were temporarily disbanded to have lunch, the enthusiasm of the high school freshmen in twos and threes has not subsided. Everyone is amazed by Lin Moci's golf skills, and even those who have framed and opposed him can't bear it. I can't help feeling a word about his chicness on the court.

Everyone is gradually looking forward to, maybe this year's high school representative team can really beat the high school sophomores.

However, when Lin Moci actually met the high school sophomore team in the afternoon, he suddenly felt a little difficult.

All the people inside were taller than Li Wenyuan, but they didn't look bulky at all. They were all alphas. One of them laughed outright when he saw the small Lin Moci standing in the team.

The center forward, whose body size can hold two Lin Moci, shook his dyed yellow hair, and said to Lin Moci just after playing, "Why did you find an omega to play? What should you do if you get fever in the middle of the game?" ?”

The two people next to him immediately laughed, and the guard in the team reminded him: "He is a beta, and he still calls himself a school bully?"

"Beta? School bully?" Huang Mao deliberately sarcastically shook hands with Li Wenyuan's regular captain, "It's hard for me to fight with a beta that looks like an omega. How dare you call him a school bully? I think he is more suitable call on other occasions."

Lin Moci was already very upset because Chen Weiwan didn't come back, and when he saw him slamming into the muzzle of the gun, he was not polite anymore, and said with a cold snort, "Okay, I'll ask you to be buried later."

"It's useless to have a bad temper." Huang Mao and Li Wenyuan squatted down, looking at the ball in the referee's hand, but they were talking to Lin Moci, "On the court, strength speaks!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he jumped up in response, and with a much higher jumping ability than Li Wenyuan, he directly snatched the ball and quickly passed it to their team's small forward for a side attack.

Lin Moci quickly stepped forward to block the opponent, but unexpectedly found that the opponent's reaction speed was faster than his own, and the opponent cooperated tacitly, obviously they had practiced together, he was unprepared, and the opponent turned around and dribbled past him Directly scored a two-pointer.

Gritting his teeth angrily, he dribbled the ball and directed the two forwards in his team to organize an attack quickly.

The opponent's right flank is obviously strong. The center forward is extremely tall, blocking the middle like an impenetrable wall. Lin Moci organized several passes but failed to pass in. Instead, the opponent intercepted the ball several times because of his teammates' mistakes. Fortunately, the opponent's shooting rate was not high. Li Wenyuan grabbed a few rebounds in a desperate physical confrontation with the opponent, and passed them back to Lin Moci.

The high school sophomores and high school students around the stadium each cheered for their teams, and the shouts rang out. Lin Moci repeatedly failed to score, and saw that he had no goals other than the two goals thrown by the power forward. , I couldn't help but feel a little irritated, he jumped up from the edge and shot a ball, but his hand slipped but he didn't make the shot.

This action seemed to add fuel to the fire, adding to the panic in his heart.

After a few more passes, Lin Moci became more and more anxious as the first half was about to end. As a defender, what he feared most was that his mind would be disturbed, so that the rhythm of the entire field would gradually collapse with him.

The opposing center even teased him deliberately when passing the ball, pretending to wave in his direction, and then quickly returned his hand and dunked it directly into the basket when Lin Moci subconsciously caught the ball.

This humiliation was very strong, and it was completely teasing him.

Even the voices of the first-year high school students who shouted on the sidelines gradually became quieter, faintly revealing disappointment, and some people even commented that "the first-year high school students can't beat the second-year high school students" is a curse, which is normal, because they are too young.

Ji Nanyu, who was watching from the side, was so angry that she held a small trumpet and shouted angrily amidst the bad-mouthing voices:

"Lin Moci, why don't you hurry up and give me a good fight, I said you are a waste, are you really a waste, don't come back crying and trouble me brother Huo, you idiot!"

The ball Sun Zekai passed to power forward Zhang Rui was intercepted by the opponent, and he counterattacked. The scene gradually became a situation of being overwhelmed by the opponent.

With such a big gap, the center forward of the sophomore team smiled at Lin Moci again: "Small school bully, if you agree to have a date with my brother later, I can consider giving you some points, anyway, you guys I'm going to lose too."

There was a lot of noise everywhere, Lin Mo's heart was ruthless, he cleared away all distracting thoughts, only saw the ball passing back and forth on the court, and cursed in a deep voice.

"Everyone is fucking noisy."

The ball was passed to the small forward by the guard on the opposite side. Just when everyone thought that the opponent's small forward was about to score again, Lin Moci suddenly appeared in a position that should not have appeared, and intercepted the pass by a ghost, " The sound of catching the ball stunned all the spectators and players.

He said to his team members who didn't even react: "What are you looking at, counterattack!"

Li Wenyuan is most familiar with his habit of not talking about routines when playing. He reacted extremely quickly. Before the opponent had time to return to the defense, he quickly cooperated with him deftly, bypassing the opponent's defender and feeding the ball into Lin Moci's hands.

Lin Moci evaded the defense, jumped back, shot a very difficult fadeaway jumper, and hit a beautiful three-pointer.

Intense shouts and cheers suddenly erupted in the stadium, and screams and screams flooded in. All the freshmen who had been sluggish once again saw the hope of winning.

Even Ji Nanyu shouted again and again with the loudspeaker: "Ahhhhhh, Lin Moci, I declare that you are not a waste today!"

The Gaoyi team chased after the victory and scored a few more goals in a row, chasing the score to a gap that was completely hopeful to reverse. Lin Moci jumped up again at the last moment, not shying away from the opponent's foul action on his body, and made a strong shot. The ball, even though it was almost knocked over after a late shot, still made it.

With his final goal, the first half was over.

"Can your playing movements be as cute as your face?" Huang Mao challenged with a still unscrupulous look.

Lin Moci pointed at the scoreboard and said coldly, "Can your words be less than your scores?"

Gao Shengsheng's side in the stadium broke out heart-piercing shouts amidst such a reversal.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhly

"Don't admit defeat, don't admit defeat, we have hope!"

"This is youth, I'm crying!!!"

"Lin Moci, after I declare, you will be the eternal god on the court!!!!"

"Fuck, how can he speak so well and be so handsome!"

"Young people don't talk about martial arts! Lin Xiaoba, go too far! You can go too far!!!"

Everyone around was excited, but Lin Moci knew that the moment the ball hit the ground just now, his angle was slightly improper, and his ankle was slightly sprained.

In the second half, in order not to be seen, he took every step as normal as possible.

Because of his last shot in the first half, the morale of the first-year team increased greatly. Li Wenyuan grabbed rebounds desperately and made a few shots. The cooperation of several people became more and more proficient. Scored two three-pointers.

However, the good times didn't last long, and the opponent soon changed their strategy, changing to a power forward-based attack method. The physical confrontation intensified, and the opponent's center also marked Lin Moci alone, and at the same time, another person cut off Lin Moci from passing the ball with others. route.

If you are always trapped like this, even a god can't pass the ball.

Lin Moci gritted his teeth in such adversity, still scored several goals, and contributed a few passes with feints.

At the same time, his ankle was getting more and more painful. Just when he was about to throw a normal scoring ball again, tie the score and replace the substitute, Huang Mao stopped his jumping up out of thin air, and the opponent's hand directly Knocked on his wrist, passed him as if inadvertently, and slammed on his gland fiercely. Lin Moci was so painful that he almost gritted his teeth, but he still threw the ball desperately.

The moment he landed, he couldn't stand still because of the bump from the opponent, and his ankle crooked and fell directly to the ground.

There was a burst of cursing all around.

"It's disgusting! He fouled!"

"This is obviously a malicious foul. This yellow hair really doesn't have the spirit of the game!"

"Can't beat such a dirty person? This yellow hair is from the universe country next door."

"Go to hell, die yellow hair!"

The referee immediately called the opponent a charge foul and awarded Lin Moci a free throw.

But Lin Moci was in so much pain that he couldn't stand up.

His hairband was a little loose, and he didn't have the energy to tidy it up. He pressed his right hand on the gland that had been severely beaten, and sat on the ground in a state of embarrassment.

Huang Mao was sentenced to a foul, but he didn't care at all. Instead, he said casually: "Without the scoring machine, you still won."

He sneered at Lin Moci who was on the ground, and almost spit, the words in his mouth made people feel nauseous: "Are beta's glands so afraid to touch? I think it's an omega, so I'll go home and dance." Get out of the stadium."

Li Wenyuan ran to see him and was so angry that he was about to attack him immediately, but Lin Moci directly pulled him back. Lin Moci tried his best to press his sore and trembling leg while looking at the center forward viciously and said: "Brother Li , don't fight on the field, I will kill him after the game is over."

His glands were already bruised and purple, even a little swollen. The glands were almost the second weakest part of the omega's body, and he felt pain like being bitten by thousands of insects. Lin Moci bit it to death He stopped his teeth and didn't let out a wailing sound. He whispered to Li Wenyuan with a pale face: "I can't get up anymore, you carry me down and let us Ban Huo Linghan fight."

Hearing that he even used the word "lift", Li Wenyuan immediately felt distressed as if someone had beaten his own cub, he clenched his fists and desperately resisted the urge to hit someone, and reached out to hug Lin Moci, angry and distressed : "You're usually so naughty that Sister Song and I don't want to beat you up. This bastard dares to beat you up like this. Brother will have to kill him later."

However, before Li Wenyuan could hold Lin Moci, Lin Moci saw a figure without school uniform appearing in Class Five.

Chen Weiwan came back.

[The author has something to say: I hope everyone will not think that my writing is too long, there is one more at midnight, I want to write too much, I want to finish the story as much as possible~]