My Professor Shen

"You can't fight like this." The coach said with a gloomy face. The sound of the mechanical academy on the opposite side was deafening, and it was the time when the morale was high.

Although the opponent's score is temporarily behind by two points, they mainly focused on defense in the first half. If they want to break the deadlock, they will most likely change their strategy and switch to offense in the second half.

He had just carefully watched the entire first half of the game, and the opponent had been implementing a zone defense strategy to stare at Jiang Ling, and it was obvious that the opponent also understood who the main goal of the Art Academy was.Jiang Ling's final dunk on the eve of the first half was very exciting, but at the same time it also greatly consumed her physical strength. If she continues to play like this, she will be weak in the future, and the score will be overtaken easily.

"In the second half, let's change our strategy. Xu Lingjun and Jiang Ling will switch positions, and you will be the one to attack later." The coach thought for a moment, pointed to Xu Lingjun and said.

"Ah? Me?" Xu Lingjun's eyes widened in surprise, and he choked on a mouthful of water.Since she joined the basketball team, she hasn't changed positions with Jiang Ling. Although she usually plays in various positions in training, she has never made such a bold attempt in an official game.

"Yes, did Jiang Ling hear that?" Seeing Jiang Ling's absent-minded look, the coach frowned and reminded her again.Although playing like this is risky, it can also catch the opponent off guard. The team has cooperated with each other for two years and has a tacit understanding.Xu Lingjun's strength is obvious to all. If they try their best, they will never be inferior to Jiang Ling. The coach is very confident in their next performance.

"Yeah." Jiang Ling regained consciousness, and slowly turned off the screen of the phone.

"You pay attention to help her create opportunities for pick-and-rolls. You guys try to pull out the inside line as much as possible. Number one will keep an eye on number five on the opposite side. Number three, you..." The coach is still seriously arranging tactics. At this time, Jiang Ling's My mind has already flown to the stands.

【Sister, where are you sitting? 】Jiang Ling excitedly sent a message to inquire right after the first half ended, but Shen Qingchuan didn't reply for a long time.

"Hey." Xu Lingjun sighed, looking worried.

"What's the matter?" Fu Mingjing asked with concern. For the sake of confidentiality, non-members of the team are not allowed to participate in the tactical discussion.

"What if we lose!" Xu Lingjun sat on the steps with her head in her hands, and she realized how much pressure Jiang Ling was under when the burden was on her shoulders.

"Are you scared?" Jiang Ling said lightly.

"How is it possible!" Xu Lingjun jumped up and stiffened his neck, his face turned red with excitement.

"That's fine, just train as usual." Jiang Ling patted her on the shoulder and said comfortingly.

Fu Mingjing didn't know what the coach's latest arrangement was, but in order to quickly integrate into the group, she still echoed: "Yes, just do your best."

"Ding~" is a message notification on WeChat.

【later. 】Jiang Ling unconsciously raised a smile when she saw the news about Shen Qingchuan. She didn't even realize it, but it attracted Fu Mingjing who was always paying attention to her.

【I will look for you. 】Jiang Ling looked at the time. It took only 5 minutes to discuss the tactics, and there were still 15 minutes before the second half. One round should be enough.

【Need not. ] Jiang Ling who coldly refused to look at it trembled.

Shen Qingchuan was afraid of affecting Jiang Ling's subsequent games, so he added a sentence in a casual way: [We can meet after the second half of the game. 】

Jiang Ling pursed her lips and did not answer. Suddenly, she tore off the towel hanging around her neck, and walked straight to the audience stage without warning.

Behind her was the base camp of the Academy of Art, and the students in the stands immediately became agitated watching her movements, the banners in their hands were pulled up to the top of their heads, and their eyes staring at her were sparkling.

"Jiang Ling, where are you going?" Fu Mingjing asked suspiciously, the two of them had only spoken a few words since the end, and she wringed her fingers in frustration.

"Looking for someone." Jiang Ling dropped two words, ignoring Fu Mingjing who was struggling, and walked across the range of the Art Academy without stopping.

It was the halftime break, and the director's camera did not aim at the competition venue, but randomly scanned the auditorium. The four large screens in the center clearly showed Jiang Ling's moving figure.

Jiang Ling stopped at the bottom of the steps of the School of Mechanical Engineering and climbed up the steps step by step. The attention of the surroundings was gradually attracted by her, and almost all of them were staring at her intently.

"Why did she come here?" The girl next to the aisle leaned into her companion's ear and whispered. She thought her voice was very low, but in fact everyone heard it.

"I don't know." The companion replied calmly, adjusting her glasses. She didn't like to join in the fun, and in her eyes, Jiang Ling was just a good-looking senior.

Jiang Ling's eyes were fixed on the figure in the fifth row from the bottom. She walked through the rows of seats very calmly, then stood still in front of Shen Qingchuan, and bent over.

"Sister, I found you." Jiang Ling smiled happily when she saw the sticker on Shen Qingchuan's face.

The audience around pricked up their ears and heard the word "sister" secretly heaved a sigh of relief, hey, they thought there would be some explosive news, it turns out that they are good sisters.

Shen Qingchuan couldn't resist Jiang Ling's scorching gaze, and squinted at her, "Your competition is about to start." The implication is what are you doing here at this time.

Jiang Ling's eyes flickered and she understood what she meant. This row was full, and there was no room left in the crowd, so she had to squat down and look slightly lower than Shen Qingchuan.

"Student, can I borrow some of your wet wipes?" Jiang Ling asked the girl in the front row politely, and raised her eyes to point to a pack of wet wipes in her hand.

The girls in the front row are completely in a state of sluggishness. Jiang Ling yelled a few more times before she realized it, and quickly handed it over and said, "Oh, please use it as you like!"

"Thank you." Jiang Ling thanked politely, and the other party mechanically waved his hand.

She took out a tissue, put one hand on the armrest of Shen Qingchuan's chair, and slowly raised the other hand close to her cheek.By the time Shen Qingchuan reacted, the cold wetness had already adhered to her skin, and the faint smell of alcohol occupied the nostrils.

Shen Qingchuan struggled reflexively, and turned his face aside.

"Don't move." Jiang Ling turned her face gently, and continued to wipe off the watercolors that were accidentally stained on her face, with a particularly focused expression.

Shen Qingchuan could only hear the people around gasp, and then the noise quickly quieted down, and the whispering sound also disappeared.The girl who borrowed the tissue was also shocked, and the thing in her hand fell to the ground.

"Okay." The face of the tissue was smeared with blue stains, and Jiang Ling held her wrist with one hand, "Sister, would you like to sit in the separate rest area in front with me?" Qing Chuanwo looked really aggrieved in such a small position.

Shen Qingchuan thought it was too high-profile and originally wanted to refuse, but suddenly saw Fu Mingjing who was sitting safely in the rest area, and the vision in the front row was indeed much better, so she evoked an elusive smile and agreed: "Okay."

She got up first and held Jiang Ling's wrist with her backhand and pulled her down. Jiang Ling didn't refuse but followed behind with a look of enjoyment.As soon as they left, discussions erupted behind them. Jiang Ling's name was kept being mentioned, and gossiping eyes blatantly followed the pair of beautiful figures, probing as if they wanted to poke several holes.

Holding each other's hands, the two passed through the crowds of people, and walked to the rest area calmly.

"Who is this?" Xu Lingjun asked with winking eyebrows, overwhelmed by his nervousness.

"Professor Shen from the School of Architecture." Considering Shen Qingchuan's special status, Jiang Ling still didn't directly point out the relationship between the two of them. After much thought, she added unwillingly: "It's also my sister."

In front of the familiar Xu Lingjun, she raised her eyebrows proudly, showing off her childish thoughts on her face.

"Wow~" Xu Lingjun made a long voice jokingly. She looked at the two people in front of her, one cold and the other beautiful, standing there holding hands tightly, the atmosphere was so ambiguous, what kind of sisters, just I'm afraid it's an excellent socialist sisterhood.

"Hello, Professor." Xu Lingjun put away her hippie smile, and bowed obediently, which was a little funny.

"Hello." Shen Qingchuan was amused by her deliberate pretentiousness, and she observed Fu Mingjing who was frozen and silent from the corner of her eye.

In fact, she herself is still not used to being called that by others. The substitute tutor has successfully entered the job, and she has done everything she promised Qin Mu.At present, it is just an honorary title, and it is not even used in school at ordinary times, and there is no workload at all now.

"Hello, Professor." Fu Mingjing's voice squeezed in abruptly, and the relaxed atmosphere suddenly disappeared.

As an older teacher, Shen Qingchuan didn't favor one over another, and gave a faint "hmm".

Jiang Ling pressed Shen Qingchuan on her exclusive rest seat, stuffed the mobile phone into her hand, drew an unopened bottle of water and put it at her feet.

"Sister is thirsty, drink this." Then she took out a handful of chocolates, "Eat this if you're hungry."

"And this." Jiang Ling covered Shen Qingchuan's bare calf with the coat she had prepared in advance.In order to ensure that each athlete can maintain the best condition and give full play, the central air-conditioning is fully turned on.

"Get ready!" The coach reminded loudly, and the team members who were slumped in their seats cheered up instantly, and got up neatly to gather quickly.Jiang Ling was still chattering non-stop, and Xu Lingjun who was on the side was dumbfounded. This is simply a shattered image of aloofness!

Shen Qingchuan held down her flailing hand and said, "Okay, let's go." Jiang Ling didn't move, but just looked at her, her amber eyes were shining brightly.

"Where is Jiang Ling!" When the coach called the roll, he found that there was one person missing, so he yelled angrily.

Shen Qingchuan helplessly looked at Jiang Ling, who rarely played childish temper, pinched her fingertips, and parted her red lips lightly: "Come on."

Jiang Ling nodded contentedly, and reluctantly turned around to gather.