The bully thought he was wearing a book

The people in Class [-] off the field were immediately excited. They were just watching the fun and didn't have any hope for Yi Huai, but they didn't expect him to score the first goal as if he was in no man's land at the beginning of the game.

The morale of the eighth class cheerleading team was immediately boosted, and the girls shouted "Come on, Yi Huai" one after another, directly covering the fifth class cheerleading team's voice.

The way people in other classes looked at Yi Huai also changed, and some of them started whispering and discussing whether they should stand up this time leading the flight.

Liao Zhengyi shook his head, thinking that these people are too easy to make a fuss. If he sees Yi Huai's perfect three-pointer later on, he will be shocked. I guess the scene will be like a group of screaming groundhogs. Same as meeting.

The players in Class [-] became vigilant. After one person got the ball, he saw Yi Huai approaching and felt that he couldn't pass him, so he prepared to pass the ball away. But as soon as the basketball left his hand, Yi Huai stretched it out almost at the same time. His arm hit the ground, Liao Zhengyi happened to be close to him, snatched the ball before Class [-], turned around and threw it to Qi Hangzhi.

At this time, there was no one under the opponent's basket, so Qi Hang took the ball directly, ran over neatly, dunked with both hands and scored a quick break.

The auditorium of Class [-] exploded, and there was endless applause and cheers.

If some people thought it was luck that Yi Huai scored the first goal just now, then this time his anticipation of the opponent's movements and his extremely fast reaction ability have proved everything, like a sword drawn out of its sheath, he showed his vigor without reservation with sharpness.

But the fifth class team is not stupid. Seeing that Qi Hangzhi and Yi Huai are the main force, they simply stare at them passively defending. Everyone can get stuck, but at least it helped Yi Huai and Qi Hang to relieve some burden.

Facing the blocking of two people, Yi Huai dribbled the ball a few times and made an extraordinary posture. Just as the opponent was ready to steal the ball, he suddenly made a back shot and passed the ball to Qi Hangzhi.

While the Class [-] players were still caught off guard, Qi Hang had already broken through the encirclement, went straight to the basket along the sideline and scored a goal.

The cheerleaders from Class [-] became even more excited, cheering Qi Hangzhi and Yi Huai hoarsely, their voices were almost hoarse.

The fifth class was beaten to the ground in the first half, the team's momentum was obviously weakened, and the gap between the scores became wider and wider. During the intermission, the difference between the two classes was already [-] points, which also led to the fact that the second half of the fifth class Basically in a half-abandoned state, the players are like stragglers, and their performance is worse than before.

Yi Huai had never played such a relaxed official game, and for a while, he became playful and showed off. He made all the turnaround jump shots and pull-up shots, and the screams of the girls off the court became higher and higher. , Liao Zhengyi "tsk tsk" twice, tilted his chin in the direction of Yi Huai, and said to Qi Hang, "It's really recruiting, don't you care?"

"I'll take care of it later." Qi Hang said lazily. He raised his eyes and looked at Yi Huai. After seeing the boy score a goal, he raised his hand and went around behind his collar to dissipate heat. A flattering waistline.

Under the sun, Yi Huai's skin looked whiter than indoors, and Qi Hangzhi's eyes flickered slightly.

It happened that Yi Huai turned his head at this time, and after the two looked at each other, Yi Huai was taken aback by Qi Hangzhi's deep eyes, and wondered uneasily if he was too ostentatious just now, stealing the other party's limelight and making him unhappy.

In this way, Yi Huai didn't dare to be presumptuous anymore, he swallowed, snatched the ball from the players in Class [-], carefully walked to Qi Hangzhi and passed it to him.

It is said that passing the ball is not very accurate, Yi Huai's action is more like offering the ball, which is in stark contrast to the high-spirited appearance just now.

Qi Hang gave him a playful look, and after taking it, he bent down to dribble the ball, and at the same time raised his head to scan several people around him.

After these days of evening training, they already had a tacit understanding. They knew that Qi Hangzhi meant that the victory was decided anyway, and the game was about to end soon, and he would pass it to whoever wanted to score a goal.

Feng Chen ran to the vicinity of Qi Hangzhi first, and called out "Brother Qi".

Qi Hangzhi then threw the ball to him, but Feng Chen's skills were really bad, and after reaching the opponent's basket, he was only blocked a few times before the ball flew out of his hand.

Coincidentally, just now after Yi Huai sent the ball straight to Qi Hang, he walked to the bottom corner of Class [-] like a walk and waited for the end of the game, when Feng Chen's ball just hit him.

Yi Huai caught it subconsciously, thinking that he won anyway, so he could just throw it casually, so he raised his hand and made a loose shot towards the basket.

The moment the basketball entered the basket, the referee blew his whistle, and Class Eight scored another three points.

"Damn it, it's amazing, this can score three points." Liao Zheng was dumbfounded when he saw it, not to mention the audience off the court. Fortunately, they were not playing indoors, otherwise the roof would have been blown over by the sound waves.

In fact, Yi Huai didn't care too much about the miss of the ball, he just let it go after he finished the shot, and turned around to go to the rest area to get some water to drink.

He wanted to show courtesy to Qi Hangzhi, so he bought two bottles of water before going on stage, one of which was for Qi Hangzhi.

Yi Huai sat on the black folding chair, and just as he bent down to pick up a bottle of water from the ground and unscrewed it, light footsteps sounded beside his ears. He raised his head and saw Fang Niannian standing in front of him with a smile on his face, and handed it over to him. A bottle of sports drink: "You drink this."

Of course the girl would not refuse to bring water to Yi Huai, so she took it with her free hand: "Thank you."

After he finished speaking, he went to see where Qi Hang had gone, only to see that Zhou Zhen, the class flower of the second class, ran to the other party at some point, holding the water that was about to be delivered.

Someone in the auditorium took out their mobile phones to take pictures. In the viewfinder were Yi Huaifang Niannian and Qi Hangzhi Zhouzhen respectively, which looked very harmonious.

However, Qi Hangzhi didn't take Zhou Zhen's water, instead walked to Yi Huai's side, glanced at the two bottles in his hand and the one on the ground: "You drink so much?"

Yi Huai shook the bottle of water that he opened just now: "This was originally bought for you, but..."

His eyes drifted to Zhou Zhen who was behind Qi Hangzhi, and he hoped that Qi Mutou would be able to open his mind this time and stop hurting the little girl's heart.

But Qi Hang didn't understand his hint, took a sip of the bottle of water in his hand, and sat down on the chair next to him by the way.

Yi Huai stayed for a few seconds, watched Zhou Zhen's eyes dim, turned and left.

Qi Hang didn't realize it, holding the water Yi Huai bought, he looked sideways at Fang Niannian: "Did you bring him water?"

"Can you control it?" Fang Niannian pouted, and turned to Yi Huai, "I'll go back first, our class lost, and if I talk to you too much, I think it will make everyone angry."

Yi Huai said goodbye to Fang Niannian with a happy face, and turned around to find Qi Hang looking at him.

Just when Yi Huai's scalp was a little tingling, Qi Hang said calmly: "Student Yi Huai, don't you feel that you are a little unmanly."

The author says:

Who will guard it, Xiaoqi?