Mr. Shen's little boyfriend

The basketball game that they have been preparing for for half a month is finally here.

He Qiutong specifically looked at the weather in recent days, and the weather forecast showed that the days of the sports meeting would be sunny.

Half a month of training was not in vain, their tacit understanding and skills have been greatly improved.

The basketball team of the School of Chemistry overcame obstacles all the way, and almost entered the final with a record of victory-the opponent was the basketball team of the School of Physical Education, which was difficult to deal with.

For the sake of fairness in the competition, the students of the School of Physical Education who participate in the school sports meeting are not basketball majors, but most of the students of the School of Physical Education have better physical endurance than others.

Therefore, it is basically difficult to reap benefits from the basketball team of the Sports Academy.

This is bound to be a tough battle.

At 3:00 pm, the basketball game started on time on the basketball court in the gymnasium.

Before going on stage, He Qiutong checked the WeChat chat with Shen Chao on his mobile phone again. He clearly knew that Mr. Shen couldn't come because of work, but he was still a little disappointed——

Or looking forward to suddenly seeing a familiar face when turning around after scoring a header.

Someone came over and patted him on the shoulder. He Qiutong was taken aback, and turned to see that it was the captain.

"What are you watching? Is it my little girlfriend who doesn't come to watch the game? It's so sad."

He Qiutong: "..."

His back was patted hard by the captain, he almost stumbled, and he heard the words of encouragement from the other party: "Cheer up! Let your little girlfriend know that it's her loss if she doesn't come to watch your game! Go! Go to the field! "

He nodded towards the captain and followed him onto the basketball court.

After the handshake and exchange, the game officially began.

In the very beginning, the scores of the two teams have been rising anxiously, competing for each other to throw the ball.

A large group of spectators watched from the sidelines. Such a dramatic game can arouse the audience's passionate shouts. The cheerleaders of both sides are trying their best to cheer. Just listening to the sound will make people feel that the off-field is hotter than the on-field illusion.

But the basketball team of the Sports Academy is not a vegetarian either. He Qiutong can directly feel that the opponent is deliberately lengthening the front line by changing tactics quickly in the second half.

Physical strength is their shortcoming, but it is the opponent's advantage.

So He Qiutong and the others also changed their tactics. After the teammates grabbed the ball, they passed the ball more to He Qiutong, using He Qiutong's super high three-pointers to pull the score.

The opponent seemed to have entered a misunderstanding, caring too much about prolonging the rhythm of the game but ignoring the scoring.

So the score, which had been anxious in the first half, slowly opened up after changing tactics in the second half.

……

He Qiutong took the basketball from the captain as usual, and raised his hand outside the three-point line. When the basketball was about to be released, his elbow suddenly hurt.

The basketball thrown out of the hand deviated from the original parabola due to the collision. After touching the basket in the eyes of everyone, it hit the backboard and finally fell out of the net.

He Qiutong heard a sigh like a long sigh from beside him. He covered his right arm and tilted his head to look backward, just in time to collide with the heavy eyes of the man.

When the two passed by, the man slammed him on the shoulder and said in a volume that only the two of them could hear: "Do you think I'm so stupid? The referee can't see it."

He Qiutong frowned and ran towards the captain. While running, he raised his eyes and glanced in the direction of the referee. The referee was also looking at him, and turned his head away when he met his gaze.

There should have been two on-court referees and one chief referee, because it was only an intramural basketball game, and in the end only one on-court referee was arranged.

This has led to the possibility of visual errors and omissions in judgments.

and so……

"Captain, someone touched me on the elbow just now."

"The referee..."

"I don't know, he hasn't blown the whistle yet."

After waiting for a while, the referee's foul warning did not come, and the game continued.

Some teammates secretly cursed a few words of 'bad luck', but they couldn't do anything.Someone patted He Qiutong on the shoulder, "Be careful later, this is our scoring point, and they may target you."

"it is good."

When the basketball was passed to He Qiutong for the second time, he carefully glanced at the opponents around him, and dribbled the ball to a position farther away from them. Passed the ball back again.

The opponent seems to have grasped the key point of this game-Jersey No. [-], He Qiutong.

He Qiutong was so defended by his opponent that he couldn't get the ball at all for the next few minutes, let alone find an opportunity to shoot a three-pointer.

The score of the Sports Academy gradually caught up.

A drop of sweat dripped from the corner of He Qiutong's forehead, and he wiped it off with his hand a second before he blinked into his eyes. Panting, he looked up at the scoreboard that had just been flipped outside the field.

School of Chemistry 98:97 School of Physical Education

If it continues like this, it will only be a matter of time before the score is overtaken.

A way to crack must be found.

When he got the basketball again, the opponents surrounded him again. He Qiutong swung his left foot forward and made a fake move, but his body rushed out towards an empty position on the right.

Outside the three-point line, shoot and score!

The score opened up again. 101:97

"nice shot!"

"Number nine is awesome!"

"..."

Different from the cheers outside the stadium and the chemical courtyard, the atmosphere in the physical courtyard can be regarded as dignified.

"Fuck!"

"We are from the Sports Academy. If we lose...I'm afraid we will be ridiculed."

"Bah, what are you talking about? Lose for what? Isn't there Xiao Zhao here?"

He Qiutong noticed something, turned his head and glanced over there, and saw that the player who bumped his elbow just now was being patted on the back by the captain of the opponent and said something.

But the referee's whistle didn't give He Qiutong time to think, and the game started again.

Tactics are always time-sensitive. He Qiutong's tactics did not last long. After the opponent is wary of your fake moves, the fake moves can no longer fool others' eyes.

At this time, his teammates stood up, probably because most of the firepower was taken away, and the environment for He Qiutong's three-pointers was much better.

But when he took off again, he felt a dull pain in his side.

"hiss--"

The basketball came out of his hand and was snatched by the people in the sports academy. The opponent scored a three-pointer.

The person on the opposite side probably hit him on the side of his waist with his elbow, but he didn't know where he hit it, and the pain was a bit severe.

He Qiutong endured it, but he couldn't hold it back, and bent over while clutching his side.

The teammates all came over, the captain helped him and asked: "Is there anything wrong?" After speaking, he shouted to the group of people in the sports academy: "That bastard grandson is doing all this shit, does he deserve to be an athlete?!"

The anger on both sides was aroused by this sentence. The referee on the sidelines saw that the situation was not right and hurried up to fight, but was stared at by the captain of the School of Chemistry with a little lack of confidence.

When the two sides were at a stalemate, Han Yun, who was outside the field, finally persuaded the teacher who guarded the order to enter the field.

"Teacher, stop the game for a while." It was not a discussion tone, but a notification.

The first thing Han Yun did after he finished speaking was to pull He Qiutong up and take him to the sidelines, then lifted up his jersey and looked at the red mark on his side waist.

He Qiutong was a little embarrassed, and stretched out his hand as if to pull down the clothes but failed.

"do not move."

Such a dark color is very obvious on He Qiutong's white flanks, and it will turn into bruises after a while.

Han Yun looked stern, even fierce, frowning. When he asked the medical team to come to Yunnan Baiyao, the two little girls were a little scared.

But when Han Yun like this knelt in front of the bench and sprayed He Qiutong, his movements were very gentle.The cool liquid was blown by the man's breath again.

He Qiutong's waist has always been very sensitive, and the cold feeling made him tremble a bit, and when Han Yun took it away, he felt that he should put down the jersey.

"Okay, okay? I still have to play ball."

When he got up, Han Yun pressed his shoulder and pressed him back, "How can you fight this way, come on the bench?"

The captain and teammates also gathered around, echoing Han Yun's words one after another.

But He Qiutong didn't want to let go of the last chance of this competition...

"No, I think it's okay. Actually, it doesn't hurt, but it looks scary." He Qiutong looked into the captain's eyes, "I want to play."

Han Yun hesitated to take a step forward, but He Qiutong stopped him with his hand. He looked at He Qiutong who was looking in the direction of the court with determination, and finally compromised.

The captain and Han Yun looked at each other, acquiescing to He Qiutong's wayward behavior.

Han Yun didn't say anything more, turned his head and walked towards the referee who was standing with the Sports Academy team on the court.

"Mr. Wang, did you see the foul just now?"

"This..." Wang Lei's sleeves were pulled, and he hesitated for a while and said, "I didn't see any foul in the blind spot just now. Huayuan No. [-] probably hit it by itself?"

Han Yun looked straight at Wang Lei, the line of his jaw became more and more tense, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that the man was clenching his back teeth tightly.

After a while, he loosened his clenched fists, "If you do these disgraceful things again, you will not only lose face to our sports institute, but also walk carefully at night!"

Han Yun is not an easy boss.

Everyone in their physical education institute knew Han Yun's name. As Han Yun's direct juniors, this name had been well known from the time they first entered the school to their sophomore year.

Probably because of being intimidated, the group of men in the gymnasium hung their heads and said nothing, even Wang Lei stood aside and remained silent.

The atmosphere was stagnant for a while.

Seeing that the effect had been achieved, Han Yun picked up the basketball on the ground and threw it into the arms of Xiao Zhao in the sports courtyard.

"Okay, let's start the game again? Teacher Wang, do we lack referees? Two infield referees are the standard configuration, right?" This 'Mr. Wang' shouted disrespectfully.

He patted Teacher Wang Lei on the shoulder, and said slowly: "In order to prevent you from being blind again, I will fill in the position of another infield referee. I don't think you have any objections, right? "