The stadium is open, right next to the playground. There is a lot of movement here, and it quickly attracts a lot of students walking around.
There were also boys, but most of them were girls, who watched quietly while suppressing their excitement, and whispered together in twos and threes.
The Sports Committee felt that it could not let go of this great situation. Huo Ran got up and rolled up his sleeves: "Quick, Lao Yao, let's go together!"
In high school, few boys played basketball not for the little girls on the sidelines to watch.
The sports committee was eager to rush up, but Yao Qiang stopped him in time: "Can we touch the ball? I think they may not want to see us running around empty-handed."
"Be aware of flexibility."
The Sports Committee's eyes twinkled: "At such a time, do we still have to engage in a split?"
…
The boys felt that the sports committee had a point.
Jin Linkun hadn't played ball so much for a long time. He wiped the sweat that was about to fall on his glasses in time, and was about to make another three-pointer when he suddenly saw the seventh class sports committee stand in front of him: "..."
Jin Linkun carefully recalled the next grouping: "Aren't we in the first team?"
"Special case."
The sports committee brought a group of people to the stage with high spirits, grinned at him with confidence, and smiled: "Mr. Jin, do you want to cooperate with our brother Sheng?"
…
The two teammates dribbled the ball face to face and reached a consensus without a trace.
Yu Sheng watched helplessly as a group of people suddenly came up to block Jin Linkun, and when he reacted, he had already taken over the basketball that Jin Linkun's fake moves passed over.
The two people turned from confrontation to cooperation seamlessly. Yu Sheng flashed the physical examination sideways, and threw the ball back to Jin Linkun while running: "What's the situation now?"
"The two of us, help them."
Jin Linkun raised his hand to shoot the ball, straight in the hollow, and smiled towards Yu Sheng: "Come on, boyfriend?"
Yu Sheng didn't answer, the corner of his mouth raised, and two people passed by and grabbed the rebound. The ball didn't stop in his hand, and went straight into his hand.
There was a circle of little girls on the sidelines, and the remaining eight people also did their best, putting aside their usual awe for their brother Sheng, and launched a comprehensive chase and interception of these two people.
A game can be unpredictable, from 5v5 to 1v1 to 2v8. The school committee relied on fate to turn over the scoreboard, and finally played the game for four quarters, and the end was coming to an end.
In the last few seconds left, Jin Linkun was surrounded by several people, stepped on the three-point line and stepped back two steps.
Seeing that Yu Sheng had run under the backboard, he didn't stop, the basketball in his hand shot out with strong wind.
It's too far away to hit the rim just like that. The sports committee ran back quickly: "Quick, stop the ball, pass-"
Before he finished speaking, Yu Sheng jumped up.
The boy's figure is neat and neat, and his prancing movements are so easy that he can bring a gust of wind.
The corners of the clothes are lifted up a little with the movement, and you can see the narrow waistline and smooth and beautiful abdominal muscle lines.
The basketball was thrown from Jin Linkun's hand, and before it even had time to land, Yu Sheng had already picked up the force in the air and sent it towards the basket.
The whistle sounded crisply.
Yu Sheng had a number in his hand, and he didn't look back at all when he landed. To meet Jin Linkun, who was running over, he raised his eyebrows, and the corner of his mouth couldn't hold back.