Although the rules did not explicitly prohibit Yu Sheng from playing, the seventh class still had a heart to prove themselves without cheating.
Yu Sheng doesn't have any particular obsession with going on stage.
He played a lot of basketball when he was in junior high school. When the teachers wanted him to participate in any game, they had to go to the basketball court to arrest people. Later, I played less balls and fought more, and then I slowly started to run on the court with nothing to do.
No one would fight at the beginning, and Yu Sheng also lost the fight at the beginning, especially when it was one-to-many, it was easy to suffer a loss if he was not careful.
Later, there was no special experience, but after a long time, I gradually found the feeling.
Fighting this kind of thing, generally does not need too many fancy links. After all, anything that can be solved directly doesn't need to be done. When it's time to roll up your sleeves, as long as you see the timing and act in place, you won't suffer any loss.
"... Brother Sheng."
Sitting on the basketball, Yao Qiang couldn't help but raise his hand and complain: "Your statement is like our politics teacher giving a topic."
The Sports Committee cooperated with him, cleared his throat and straightened his waist, and learned vividly: "Children, you must read the questions carefully. As long as you carefully review the questions and understand the intention of the person who asked the questions, you can write the correct answer..."
It doesn't sound like a problem at all, all that can be done is a monster.
Their political teacher is a middle-aged female teacher. She is very kind and has a good relationship with her classmates. That is, the topic is very stream of consciousness, and every time I have to rely on fate to echo the ideas of my classmates.
A group of students have experienced it all the year round. Watching these two people sing and play together, they burst into laughter on the sidelines.
The squad leader just brought a box of hot almond dew over, and each person threw a can, leaning over and wondering, "What are you laughing at? What did I miss?"
The school committee pushed the glasses and omitted part of the topic: "Laughing at the political teacher's topic."
"Give you a question for your own experience?"
The monitor caught the point instantly and accurately: "It's too simple, can't I understand the intention of the person who asked the question? The person who asked the question just wanted me to die."
…
The crowd sat on the concrete steps beside the playground, laughing all the time. The main players of several teams were holding almond dew, and their stomachs hurt so much that they couldn't stand up.
After talking nonsense for a long time, the sports committee finished drinking the can of almond dew, and threw a hook accurately into the empty cardboard box less than three meters away, and then stood up and gathered the players to continue practicing.
High school is a time when there is no place to vent. A group of boys usually play basketball. Sometimes they don’t want to go to class, they will skip class and sneak into other classes to play physical education for a while. Basketball games don’t need special training.
But the recent English oppression has made a group of people have no spare energy. It has been a long time since they have touched the ball seriously, and it is inevitable to have a hand.
The Sports Committee is very confident in the students in their class, and believes that everyone can find their status as long as they practice more. While running, he clapped his hands to refresh others: "Old Duan, run! Although your current job is just a walking wooden stake, you also need to have a heart of starting a wooden stake..."
Conditions are limited, basketball only has the meaning of training only by playing confrontation. Almost all the runners in the seventh class were caught up to make up the number, and they managed to make up enough for two teams.
Duan Lei and the others are good at playing games, but their attainment in basketball is really not high. Basically, they are trying to create all kinds of obstacles that may or may not occur on the court for the starters in accordance with the instructions of the Sports Committee.
On the contrary, the school committee of their class was very ambitious, and calmly opened his arms, hugged him when he saw someone as Yu Sheng taught him casually, and successfully helped the starting lineup to effectively improve the level of dribbling in a fast and big circle.
Yu Sheng sat on the sidelines blowing air, opened his jar of almond dew and took two sips, and took time to return two messages to Jin Linkun.
Jin Linkun's birthday is on Sunday. His parents came back on Saturday morning, stayed at home after twelve o'clock and left after his son's birthday.
They have basically discussed the recipe, and they decided that Yu Sheng would go to Jin's house to cook a meal on Friday night, and asked Jin Linkun to tell Mr. Jin and Ms. Li that this was his work to sincerely celebrate family reunion.
After all, Jin's father and Jin's mother only stayed at home for one day, and the table of dishes would definitely not be finished, and he should not let his son cook another meal on a whim.
should.
When discussing at home, Jin Linkun actually didn't think his parents would be so considerate: "I think they may take out their mobile phones, let me turn a spoon, record a small video and send it to the circle of friends."
Yu Sheng didn't know much about the parents of this style of painting, so after hesitating, he decided to be more cautious: "Okay, I don't remember cooking dishes."
"You don't have to do it if you change the knife."
Jin Linkun thought about it for a while, and continued to apply with the menu: "If possible, make the frying as simple as possible, and it is best to cook a few more soups..."
"..." Yu Sheng took the menu out of his hand and folded it, and put it back in his pocket.
Children attach too much importance to family gathering. Although Jin Linkun's strength is severely limited, he is actually very willing to cooperate.
I even thoughtfully went to the supermarket and bought a batch of oil, salt, sauce and vinegar that I don’t need normally, and I was going to fill up the empty seasoning jars at home to make the whole thing more real and convincing. .
Two people, one on the side of the court and the other in the supermarket, communicated remotely about what to buy.
Yu Sheng had to give him popular science while watching the ball.
- Thirteen incense is a yellow box, not a small boxy piece of paper.
-The aged vinegar in the bag will do, you don't need to pick the good-looking ones, come back and pour it into the screaming bottle.
—Then you go buy another bottle of Scream.
—Yes, dark soy sauce is a soy sauce, not a nickname.
…
This person has no common sense in life, and is completely unreliable. Yu Sheng can even think of the confused state of Tangtang Xue Shen losing the direction of his life in the supermarket living area.
Kind of funny, but not too annoying.
I don't know when I got used to it, but I only know that it's good to brush the questions together, sleep, and even talk nonsense because of the oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, it seems that it is not as troublesome and boring as I imagined.
Not boring at all.
Yu Sheng pressed the phone and gave him instructions from a distance for a while, and vaguely heard the sound of playing on the court turning into a somewhat noisy quarrel.
Looking up, I found that the two groups of people did not know when they were fighting.
It was also a group of students in school uniforms who were quite arrogant. The one in the lead had an unlit cigarette in his mouth and his hair was combed back, looking very imposing.
Yu Sheng didn't pay much attention to other classes, but judging from the degree of discoloration and dyeing of the school uniforms, it should not be their current class.
Looking at the basketball in the hands of the group of people, it is estimated that they should also come to play and grab the court.
There are only a few golf courses available, and it is very rare to fight seven or eight times a week. In the past year, almost half of Yu Sheng's efforts to help the town are due to conflicts arising from the battle field.
He didn't care too much, he put the phone back in his pocket, and was about to go over to take a look, when the squad leader suddenly held down his shoulder.
"Don't look up."
Several people from their class came over and blocked him from the air. The squad leader lowered his head, inexplicably very deep: "Don't let them recognize you."
The living committee members lined up in a row, put their arms on the monitor's shoulders and pretended to look at the scenery, and touched their pockets twice with one hand: "Continue to look at the phone, Brother Sheng, I'll give you a mask."
"… "
Yu Sheng couldn't quite understand the intentions of these people: "What are you doing?"
"You have to rely on your ability to grab the court, and you have to play the game based on your ability."
The school committee pushed the glasses: "Our class finally has a sparring team that is delivered to the door, Brother Sheng, don't make a sound, they will run away as soon as you make a sound."
…
Jin Linkun came to pick up Yu Sheng with a large bag of oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, and when he heard the general situation, he handed over a bottle of screaming: "The general development of this kind of story should not be that they provoked endlessly, and then the people on both sides started Is there a conflict?"
Then their children took the opportunity to take a shot, dribbling the ball and dunking in a smart way, so as to make the team who dared to provoke sober up.
"Think too much, Mr. Jin."
Their squad leader is very rational: "Brother Sheng doesn't need to dribble the ball or dunk, as long as they pass a person, they will wake up."
Can't fight.
Thinking about it this way, the life of being a leader is actually a bit boring.
The students in Class 7 also felt that it was inappropriate for Brother Sheng to be bored for them for so long, so they decided to summon the courage to accompany them to relieve their boredom, and to satisfy Teacher Jin's mind just now.
Yu Sheng was wearing a mask, and was inexplicably surrounded by a group of people playing with his mobile phone for a long time.
The sports committee just finished tormenting the provocative high school sophomore team. They were in high spirits and brought the ball over excitedly. Seeing Yu Sheng raised his eyebrows and legs, he instinctively softened: "After the squad leader, I don't think I would dare to break Sheng. Brother's ball..."
The point guard shivered: "I don't really want to control the ball. When I see Brother Sheng now, I want to recite the text."
"Comrades, show me some face."
Yao Qiang played center in the starting lineup, and made up for Yu Sheng's aura when he brought the ball over: "If you find me playing the ball and suddenly standing at attention to give way, please don't take a picture and send it to the circle of friends..."
…
But playing basketball like this is obviously meaningless.
It would be better to let Yu Sheng hold the ball himself, pass it casually to the air, and then perform a three-step layup.
Duan Lei thought carefully on the side: "There may be a way."
The seven classmates didn't want to let Brother Sheng lose the fun of playing, so they quickly came over, "What can I do? Come on, let's see if there are any conditions to achieve..."
"There are conditions." Duan Lei touched his chin, "Mr. Jin, can you play basketball?"
Five minutes later, Jin Linkun also took off his jacket, put his things on the sidelines, and moved his wrists twice.
The seventh class simply re-divided the team, the main starting team was divided into two teams, and some people gathered, one group followed Yu Sheng and the other followed Jin Linkun, the momentum seemed to be much stronger than before.
"I didn't expect that Lao Duan is actually a talent."
The Sports Committee followed Jin Linkun this time, and suddenly felt more confident, and made preparations vigorously: "You may not believe it, but now I am suddenly full of confidence to compete with Brother Sheng."
Yao Qiang stood firmly on their brother Sheng's team, disdainful of his arrogance: "What's the point of a showdown? It's really cool to lie down and win, I haven't seen Brother Sheng control by himself for a long time. It's all over the place."
The two groups of people were high-spirited and talked harshly to each other for a long time. After looking up for a while, I found that the two big men who led the team to prepare for the duel were still tired and crooked together.
"Isn't it cold wearing this?"
Jin Linkun pulled Yu Sheng to stand on the sidelines and discussed with him in a low voice: "I'd better put on my coat, the wind is a bit cold today, so as not to catch a cold."
Yu Sheng took off his glasses and wiped it twice with the hem of his clothes: "No, it's getting in the way."
Just as Jin Linkun nodded, Yu Sheng stood up and took off his jacket neatly.
He was wearing a white hoodie today, which was a bit thin, so it didn't look like he was carrying the wind.
Jin Linkun was not at ease, so he pulled the man over again, pinched the fabric and twisted it carefully.
"It's not that expensive." Yu Sheng poked back the cleaned glasses, "You really know how to play basketball?"
It's not that I don't believe it.
It's just that this person has a black history of playing games before, claiming to be good at playing games, and Yu Sheng is not quite sure what level "playing basketball well" in his mouth is. Considering the recent blind worship of their tutors by Class 7 students, if Jin Linkun's level is still comparable to the game, he must first consider how to release the water.
Jin Linkun opened his mouth and met the child's gaze, before he couldn't help laughing: "Really... I used to play a lot, and my three-pointers were very accurate."
The provincial model also has special enrollment for sports. When he was in the second year of high school, the course was too easy. He got a lot of leave because of the experiment, and he often joined the sports team to play basketball together.
"Mainly because he is handsome."
Jin Linkun looked very open, and did not deny the mentality at that time: "At that time, when I was young, I learned what looked handsome, and tried many styles..."
Yu Sheng raised his eyebrows: "Finally ordered a black shirt?"
"..." Jin Linkun was dumbfounded, opened his mouth, coughed lightly and smiled: "Actually—"
Yu Sheng: "It's quite handsome."
Not realizing that her boyfriend was actually complimenting herself, Jin Linkun was stunned for a while, but didn't react immediately.
Yu Sheng raised the corner of his mouth, and tugged on the straps of his hoodie with different lengths, and pulled the two straps into the same length: "It's very handsome. Boyfriend, do you want to have a fight?"
…
The sports committee held the ball in the cold wind and waited on tiptoe for a long time, watching two people come over: "I don't know why, but I suddenly have a feeling."
"Yes." Their squad leader nodded, "This game should have nothing to do with you."
In fact, at the beginning, the two teams in the seventh class still got a certain opportunity to perform.
Both of them hadn't touched the ball for a long time, and it was inevitable that they would be born with hands when they first came up. Jin Linkun didn't even remember the rules completely, and asked the Sports Committee to temporarily help remind him a few words.
On the contrary, the seventh class had just played a match with the cannon fodder sparring team above, just in time for the event to start. These days, because of the unfamiliar feeling of learning, they have completely returned, and they are all in good condition.
An ordinary practice match was full of climaxes. Yao Qiang played his best wave of assists.
"Then? No then, just go here."
Yao Qiang held the ice cream in his mouth and squatted in the cold wind on the sidelines to wipe his sweat: "You can edit a little and post it on our school's post bar. By the way, I can casually mention that I'm still single, and I really want someone to work hard with me. study."
Their sports committee squatted on the side and were very interested in this operation: "Is it easy to use? I want to try it too, I also really want someone to study with me, I can also teach her English questions, I think my English is now superb…”
The two of them chatted for a while, and people came down one after another, squatting neatly in a row on the edge of the playground.
Although each team in basketball needs five players in theory, it is impossible for two big players to play one person to form a team.
Yu Sheng's speed and strength are impeccable. After finding the feel of the ball, he never lost the ball in his hand. Jin Linkun's running is slightly inferior to his, and he is more focused on shooting from beyond the three-point line.
At first, Duan Lei and the others tried to flick around, but later found that they didn't need it.
Neither of the two kept their hands, one played extremely cleanly, and the other made a flying fake move.
Holding the ball, Yu Sheng faced Jin Linkun's defense and made a rare fake move, dribbling the ball and making a fallback jumper.
The basketball slammed on the board with a thud, smashing the old basketball hoop, swaying around the iron ring, and falling from the center.
There were faint cheers from the sidelines.
A row of people were squatting on the side of the playground to watch the ball. After hearing the applause, they turned around and found that people on the side of the field began to gather sporadically.