I wasn't like this when I was a kid

The news of the basketball game between the two classes spread more and more widely, and students from other classes who liked to join in the fun also came, and there were [-] people gathered on the court.

This surprised Lin Yu who thought there were only two classes: "So many people?!"

Cheng Xiaotian on the side: "The more people the better! Let's see how we beat them!"

"It's easy to flash your tongue if you talk too much." Jiang Fanyu and his group came over, "It's not certain who will win."

Cheng Xiaotian tilted his head and smiled: "You don't have to worry about this, our class must win."

After a few pre-match trash talks, the two teams went to warm up and prepare for the game.

"How do you fight without a referee?" Lin Yu found a problem.

When he said this, everyone reacted.

Focus on the game itself and forget about it.

"How about," Cheng Xiaotian thought for a while, "Find someone from the audience? There will always be someone who can play basketball."

Peng Xiang disagreed: "Being able to fight doesn't mean you understand the rules."

Worried, the physical education teacher walked in with Wen Yan.

Wen Yan was able to watch the game, which greatly boosted the morale of Class [-] and [-] of Senior High School.

"Have you started yet?" Wen Yan asked.

"There is no referee." Lin Yu explained.

The physical education teacher said: "I will be the referee for you. Teacher Wen called me here, because he was afraid that there would be no fair and just referee. Both of your classes are my students, and I am sure that a bowl of water will be equal."

The physical education teacher has no interest in this game, and both parties agreed.

"How about it," said the physical education teacher, "we don't need to be too formal, just three games, two out of three games. Each game is half an hour. If you play too many games, your health will not be able to bear it. You have to go to school tomorrow."

What they care about is winning or losing, and it doesn't matter how they compare.

Just be fair.

Wang Shuo: "We listen to the teacher."

The physical education teacher blew a whistle: "Go to prepare separately, the game will start in 5 minutes. Other students go to the auditorium, don't affect the game."

"Who will go to the jump ball?" Peng Xiang asked.

Which side can get the ball is the key to scoring first.

And the person in charge of jumping the ball is naturally more critical.

Generally, experience and height are taken into consideration.

One time and one hundred times, 1.8 meters and two meters, how to choose is self-evident.

None of them had participated in a particularly formal game, they were all playing games by themselves in school, and they had no experience in jumping.

It just depends on height.

The tallest among them is Gu Ya.

Gu Ya didn't hesitate: "I'll come."

Cheng Xiaotian was full of confidence: "You can definitely grab it. It's okay if you can't grab it, just win!"

Five minutes later, a loud whistle signaled the start of the game.

Gu Ya walked to the central jump ball area, and the other four quickly stood up according to the negotiated positions.

Lin Yu, Wang Shuo, and Cheng Xiaotian stood outside the white line of the jump ball, while Peng Xiang was a little further away, between the backboard and the jump ball.

On the opposite side is Jiang Fanyu who is in charge of the jump ball.The remaining four people all surrounded the outside of the jump ball area.

Seeing that they were ready, the physical education teacher walked between Gu Ya and Jiang Fanyu,

Gu Ya opened his legs, bent his knees, lowered his center of gravity, took a jumping position, and fixed his eyes on the basketball in the tailor's physical education teacher.

Suddenly, the basketball is thrown vertically and falls back after reaching a certain height.

Gu Ya's calf exerted strength, and he jumped up suddenly. At the same time, he straightened his arms, and Jiang Fanyu touched the basketball one step ahead.

With a strong wrist, the basketball flew towards Peng Xiang in the direction of the person with the force.

Peng Xiang successfully caught the basketball and dribbled it under the opponent's backboard.With an upward throw, the basketball entered the basket with precision.

The physical education teacher wrote a 2 on the scoreboard of Class [-].

"yeah!!"

There was a roar from the audience.

The game continues.

They had discussed strategies before, one of which was to try to make Gu Ya shoot as few shots as possible.

The accuracy of shooting is practiced in shooting again and again.Gu Ya's basketball career is only a week.It's best not to let him shoot unless necessary.

Gu Ya was also well aware of his own weakness, and passed the ball to other players as soon as he got the ball.He will only shoot unless he is very close to the backboard and other players cannot get through.

After one game, Gu Ya only took two shots, which was not good enough but scored in both.

It is also a fulfilling mission.

The end of the first game, 26:28.

Class [-] won the first game by two points.

15 minutes rest period.

Sitting on a chair to rest, seven girls came down from the auditorium, wearing white cheerleading uniforms, holding blue flower balls in their hands.

Walk to the center of the stadium and line up.

Cheng Xiaotian almost sprayed the water: "When did our class do this?!"

The other four were also shocked.

The female classmate who brought them water said: "It was organized by the head teacher. She heard that she was going to compete with class one, so she chose seven girls in the class to practice dancing. Cheering for you. Surprise, right?"

The five nodded in unison: "It's a surprise."

When the music started, the seven girls danced to the beat, full of youth.

Cheng Xiaotian shouted at the top of his voice: "Looks good! Class [-] is the best!!"

A dance successfully brought the atmosphere to its peak.

On the other hand, class one is somewhat deserted.

Not only did the head teacher not come, but neither did the dance.

In such a different atmosphere, the first game officially began.

It was still Gu Ya who was in charge of the jump ball, but this time the opponent was replaced by someone taller than Jiang Fanyu.

However, the result has not changed, the first ball still belongs to the eighth class.

In the last game, Lin Yu discovered that the opponent had been throwing the ball to the boy with the No. 6 jersey intentionally or unintentionally, and he was the one who scored the most goals in the whole game.

Lin Yu stepped up to him and was in charge of interfering with him.

Broke several balls thrown at him in this way.

Boy No. 6 couldn't get rid of it, and was furious for a while.

Finally couldn't hold back, and pushed Lin Yu.

The whistle stopped the game.

"Red No. 6 fouled and made one free throw."

Lin Yu stood behind the free throw line, held the basketball in his hand, and shot upwards. The basketball hit the backboard and entered the basket.

Class [-] gets another point.

At this time the score on the court was 11:18.

The first class is 7 points behind, and the game time has passed halfway.

In the three-game two-win system, the side that wins the first game will have much less psychological pressure in the second game.The loser is just the opposite, because they must win the game, or they will be carried away 2:0.

It's okay to lose, but you can't lose so ugly.

The game that must be won, but the score has been falling behind, and the point difference is getting bigger and bigger.

No one is in a hurry.

The consequence of being too anxious is to keep losing points, and if you lose points, you will be even more anxious, forming a vicious circle.

This led to the fact that Class One didn't score a single goal in the following games. Not only that, but he also made frequent fouls and was constantly being given free throws.

The score of the second game ended at 11:32.

At the same time, the whole game ended.

Class 2, Grade 0, took away the game [-]:[-].

The five hugged each other tightly, even Gu Ya, who had always been calm, seemed very excited.

The sense of collective honor can only be touched by people who have experienced it personally.

A group left the stadium in disgrace.

The surroundings are filled with the chatter of classmates watching the excitement.

"I thought Class One would win."

"I told you a long time ago that being good at studying is not necessarily good in other aspects. Look at the second half of the second game and see how the game went."

"But it's also good for Lin Yu to study with Gu Ya."

"How many people are as good as the two of them? They are all exceptions, not universal."

Wen Yan took out the camera from her bag: "Students gathered in the center of the court and took a photo together."

Five boys, seven cheerleading girls, and several other students sat in the first row.

The second row is squatting.

The third row squats.

Standing in the fourth row.

Enthusiastic students held up their cameras: "3, 2, 1."

"eggplant!"

A small camera recorded the smiling faces of everyone in Class [-] and [-] of Senior High School.

At the west gate of the gymnasium, Wen Yan worriedly ordered: "Be careful when you go back! Be careful!"

She didn't take the car until all the students had left.

The number of guests at Cheng Xiaotian's house changed from two to four.

"These are all my classmates, we just won the basketball game." Cheng Xiaotian introduced in turn, "Lin Yu, Gu Ya, Peng Xiang, Wang Shuo. Our relationship is very good!"

The four said in unison: "Hello, Uncle."

"Okay, okay." Dad Cheng nodded again and again, "Sit down, sit down. You must be hungry, and dinner will be served soon!"

Cheng Xiaotian picked out all the delicious food at home and put them all on the coffee table: "Since you're here, don't be shy, just eat with your stomach open."

Dad Cheng runs a restaurant, and his cooking skills can be imagined.

Even Wang Shuo, who is extremely picky about eating, was full.

Leaning on Peng Xiang's shoulder, he rubbed his belly: "Uncle, where does your restaurant open? I will definitely eat there."

Cheng's father cut a plate of fruit and put it on the coffee table: "Haixi Street is far from your school. If you want to eat, come to my house, and I will make you whatever you want."

"You three too, come whenever you want to eat."

After chatting endlessly for a long time, Cheng's father finally brought the topic to Cheng Xiaotian's study: "Xiaotian came back last time and told me that the two of you gave him extra lessons. Thank you so much."

"His mother died early. She grew up in front of his grandmother. She didn't tell me anything. I don't know anything except cooking. You are his classmates, so take care of him."

For a group of children, Dad Cheng didn't want to and couldn't speak too utilitarianly. He really didn't know what to say except sincere thanks.

"Dad!" Cheng Xiaotian frowned displeasedly, "What's the use of talking about it?"

"Uncle, don't worry," Lin Yu promised, "As long as Xiaotian is willing to learn, I will teach him, and making up lessons for him can also consolidate my basic knowledge."

When Dad Cheng heard it, he slapped Cheng Xiaotian on the buttocks: "Did you hear that? Study hard for me! If you can get into the top 400 in this monthly exam, I will agree with you to study art."

Cheng Xiaotian sat up straight: "Really?!"

"When did I ever lie to you, dad!"

"You guys testify to me!" Cheng Xiaotian was still worried, "This is what my dad said himself, you can't lie!"

Dad Cheng slapped him again.

They stayed until seven o'clock in the evening, when Lin Yu and his party left.

After leaving the community, Gu Ya said, "I'm going to see grandma, will you go?"

"You don't have to ask, of course I went."

Catching the last bus, the two headed to Baozipu.

The street lights are already on, and there are vehicles passing by on the road. The mottled lights make this small town look more warm and lively.

There are still three or four steps away from Baozipu.

"Be sensible and hand over the money! Otherwise, I will make you look good!"

Hearing the familiar voice, Lin Yu raised his heart in his throat.

How did they find it here?

"Call the police!"

Throwing down these words, Gu Ya rushed into the steamed stuffed bun shop like an arrow flying off the string.

The author has something to say: I'm writing the third update, and it won't be posted until very late. Everyone, go to bed early and read it tomorrow.