"Dare, dare."
The sports committee quickly agreed: "Come on, we promise to never violate the rules, abide by the spirit of athletes, and maintain the discipline of the field..."
The attitude is too sincere and kind, so that the second and second classes of high school are a little uncomfortable.
Chang Chi vaguely felt that something was wrong, he glanced at the sidelines subconsciously, and was pulled back by the seventh class sports committee: "No, there is nothing on the sidelines, don't let external forces affect our fair contest."
…
Duan Lei sat on the sidelines and was in charge of blocking Yu Sheng, holding his chin and sighing with emotion: "To be honest, the atmosphere is so strange to the current situation, I guess I won't fight for now."
"After all, it's also a character." Their squad leader can better understand this idol burden, "Even if the atmosphere is weird, you can't be a coward."
Chang Chi undoubtedly thought so too.
So even after being baffled by the strange atmosphere of this group of people, he still meticulously went through the entire process including provocation, harsh words, and declaration of war.
During the previous training, because of grabbing the court, the two teams met once. At that time, the seventh team urgently needed a sparring team to send to the door, and they urgently blocked Yu Sheng with a human wall.
Enemy Luzhai met again this time, and the Sports Committee deliberately took the players on the court to discuss for a long time, how to deal with all kinds of insidious tricks, malicious fouls and porcelain touches that may be encountered.
It turned out to be of no use.
Chang Chi played fairly cleanly, and he adopted another very novel way of revenge.
…
Their class committees don't usually watch basketball games. They adjusted their glasses and looked around the field carefully: "Is it my illusion? I think our opponents seem to have completely changed teams."
"It's not an illusion, their hair is not the same color."
Through the previous Crazy English, the English class representative established a profound revolutionary friendship with him and patted him on the shoulder: "Our brother Sheng is a team, and they directly brought another team..."
Chang Chi directly pulled a basketball team from the sports school next door.
No matter how many sports students there are in No. 3 Middle School, it is still a general high school after all, and the students are still mainly based on learning and normal progression paths.
Especially in the top class like the second class, which has a high enrollment rate, there are some who can play basketball, but not many are really good at it.
The sports committee and the others have researched that the second class can advance to this stage thanks to their luck. They were drawn to a class that couldn't even make up five starters all the way, and were recommended to enter the semi-finals all the way.
The original team members of the second and second classes of high school who started the game were all replaced in less than ten minutes. Now all the players running on the playground are quasi-professional players who are tall, strong, and flexible.
"It's so creative." Duan Lei couldn't help but sigh, "Why didn't we think of this trick?"
During the intermission, Yao Qiang came off the field panting heavily, took the water cup and gulped several times: "Because this move is not suitable for us, we are already strong enough."
"Don't be afraid." The Sports Committee and the guard came down, "We promised not to give priority to using Brother Sheng, but Brother Sheng is our eternal number one."
Twelve people can be added as substitutes for each game. The Sports Committee did not report Yu Sheng as the starting lineup, but the number of substitutes was unstoppable.
It was a rare opportunity for Class 7 to have a good chance to play ball. Although they had been beaten all the time, everyone had a good time playing, and they didn't want Yu Sheng to come to the rescue for the time being.
"No problem, this is a particularly heartwarming and inspirational story."
Their sports committee thought very far: "We met a strong opponent, but we still played very tenaciously and kept trying our best to keep the score difference within 20 points. Then during the third break, Brother Sheng took off his mask and stood up. Get up, put on your jersey and slowly enter the field, we cooperate sincerely and overtake in one fell swoop."
The school committee couldn't help but sigh: "At your current level of language, Lao He must be very moved when he heard it."
"Really?" The sports committee's eyes lit up, "I learned this from writing love letters. If I need it, I can write another 500 words. Come and let me tell you about it..."
During the intermission, the seventh class did not discuss any tactics and strategies at all, and watched their class sports committee chasing after the academic committee to read a small composition for fifteen minutes.
The squad leader didn't watch the fun with everyone, Duan Lei couldn't help but be curious and leaned over: "Squad leader, what are you thinking?"
"Sentimental, sincere cooperation, strong overtake."
The monitor touched his chin and said deeply: "I'm thinking about what love letter our sports committee should write, so that we can use these words."
"I know this. Didn't the sports committee be trapped by love for a while? Every meal can only eat half a catty, people are losing weight, and they don't have the heart to go to class."
The representative of the original language class who was temporarily replaced by Yu Sheng raised his hand: "Then Lao He talked to the Sports Committee and said that he can teach the Sports Committee to write a love letter."
"… "
A group of people were silent for a while inexplicably heartbroken, and the monitor asked, "Then he believed it?"
The representative of the English class also asked: "And then Lao He taught?"
"One dares to teach and one dares to learn."
Seeing the representative of the Chinese class nod, the life committee member sighed: "So, man, it's not without reason that you are single."
In any case, Lao He's one-on-one love letter counseling to the Sports Committee has indeed greatly improved the composition level of the Sports Committee.
However, the magnificent small composition of the Sports Committee has still not been realized.
At the end of the intermission, just as players from both sides were about to play, the director of the Education Office, who finally recognized that half of the players on the field were not his own students, rushed down with a whistle: "What's the matter? Those who are not from our school are not allowed to play, go down! "
The 1.95-meter forward wanted to pretend again: "We belong to this school..."
"The school rules, non-art students are not allowed to dye their hair perm, and are not allowed to have too strange hairstyles."
For some unknown reason, the director of the Academic Affairs Office brought an electric fader with him to watch basketball. He plugged it in and beckoned kindly: "Shave your head directly if you violate the school rules, children, come here."
…
The foreign aid from the sports school evacuated the scene within five seconds.
Chang Chi was left on the spot, his face was a little bad, and the group of people in the second class who couldn't take revenge were not reconciled: "Why? Being able to find foreign aid is also a kind of ability, and there are naturalized players in the NBA!"
A good strong opponent said that it was gone, and the seventh class was equally unhappy: "Forget it, naturalized players are going to change their nationalities, and your foreign aid is not willing to shave their heads."
The second class was already on fire, and it exploded as soon as it was picked: "Isn't it just better at basketball, what's so awesome?"
Basketball is very easy to get into the real chapter, and the second class shriveled together, and in a blink of an eye, the scope of the attack inevitably began to diverge.
"What to wear, the best basketball in the world?"
"It's ridiculous, I guess it's nothing but this."
"I usually take time to play basketball, right? I heard that there were 20 people in the final exam room, and your class accounted for 10..."
The two grades are not in the same building, and the teachers are in two sets. Usually, there is basically no overlap.
The efforts of the seventh class are well known in the third year of senior high school, but not much news has spread to the second year of senior high school.
The seventh class has the confidence to not take the lower class of jumping as a thing: "It was originally a basketball game, so you can't afford to lose so much, why don't you memorize words under the basket?"
"What do you mean?"
Boys of this age can't hear the word "lose", and as soon as the words came out, a few servants around Chang Chi couldn't help rolling up their sleeves, "See you outside the school walls if you have the skills, don't be weird here!"
Chang Chi's expression was much more gloomy than before, he clenched his wrist and took a step forward.
He transferred to another school and stayed at the first level. He was the same year as the seventh class. He was older and mature than some of them. Seeing that his face was taken down like this, he squinted his eyes, his expression already showing a bit of gloom: "Your class—"
Yu Sheng, who had been sitting behind the crowd, had already stood up.
"What are you doing! Are there any rules?"
The director of the education department is one of the few teachers who has actually seen Yu Sheng beat up people. Seeing these little bastards make an appointment in front of the teachers is enough to get angry, and when he sees him up, one head and two big ones say, "You What are you doing out? Hurry up and sit back—"
Yu Sheng fumbled around his ears twice and took off his mask: "Isn't it better than memorizing words?"
Director of Education: "..."
Class 7 students: "..."
Yu Sheng has just finished brushing the special eight vocabulary recently, and feels that he should almost be able to satisfy the sports committee's dream of "strengthening overtake".
Wearing a mask is not hot, but the ear is a little uncomfortable from the cord. Yu Sheng took off the other side as well, and walked towards Chang Chi with his mask in hand, and then he just opened his mouth and said, "What's wrong with our class?"
Chang Chi's followers didn't post, so they said angrily, "Who are you? Get out—"
Before he could say a word, Chang Chi had already kicked him to the ground neatly.
There was a brief silence on the sidelines.
After seeing him, Chang Chi looked a little wrong. Seeing Yu Sheng approaching, his Adam's apple moved, and he stuttered unconsciously: "Your class... It's great, yeah."
…
The sports committee has basically guessed the ending, raised his hand to cover his eyes: "It's over, it's over, it's over..."
The villain, who was finally protected, leaked when he said that he leaked air. He also hoped that he could lead the second class to be strong against the group of people in Gang. They were quite disappointed, and collectively condemned Yao Qiang, who was out of his mouth: "It's not good, why say it? than memorizing words?"
Yao Qiang just said it casually, and he couldn't argue: "What's the comparison, do you hand out a set of math papers to sit under the basket and do it?"
What's more, even if they say more than this, their brother Sheng will still stand up.
Yu Sheng is actually quite a Buddhist. If he can't do it, he won't do it. Even if there is any contradiction, he usually prefers to solve the problem in a more peaceful and labor-saving way.
But there are really people who step on the seventh class, and he is the first to stand up every time.
Chang Chi's counseling was neat and tidy, and the second class, who had been arrogant and arrogant, was stunned for a long time, and finally he was unwilling to be discouraged.
The seventh class escorted Yu Sheng out of the basketball court first, and tried their best to coax the younger students to summon up the courage to come back on the court.
After finally finishing the third game, their class sports committee looked at the scoreboard that had surpassed by more than 30 points, and was a little disappointed in Dugu's defeat: "It's better to memorize the words."
"Actually it is feasible." Yao Qiang touched his chin, "We have also memorized a lot of words, this sounds a bit challenging."
In order to balance the strength, the school committee was forced to play, and was wrapped around seventy times by a group of people, holding on to the glasses and finally standing firm: "This kind of word is suitable for reviewing the past and learning new things."
…
Yu Sheng, who left the field early, put down his pen and looked up: "So that's why you didn't play the fourth game and stood with them under the basket and memorized words for twelve minutes?"
"Fifteen minutes." The Sports Committee emphasized, "In two minutes of extra time, the Academic Committee beat the whistle one more time and won."
It is said that the director of the education department is still very happy, and he can't even close his mouth, so he helped him all the way. It is also intended that the first session will be counted from this session, and the second and third word memorization contest will be officially held in No. 3 Middle School. To commemorate this event, the venue will be located on the basketball court.
…
Yu Sheng didn't even want to make up for that scene.
"That's right, Brother Sheng."
Duan Lei couldn't help but wonder: "Do you really have no impression of that Chang Chi?"
Yusheng people are not in the rivers and lakes, and there are countless Yusheng legends in the rivers and lakes. Although it is theoretically possible for any person to see Yu Sheng suddenly become cowardly, Chang Chi is still a little too skilled in cowardly.
Duan Lei's family is strictly controlled, and he usually goes out with his brother Sheng to the town, but he still thinks that this person may have indeed met Yu Sheng.
"I should have seen it." Yu Sheng thought for a while, "Around December last year."
Chang Chi's shocking "superb", he knows what's going on.
In the second year of high school, the promotional film shot by the school was very mentally retarded, and every line was challenging his tolerance limit. Yu Sheng suppressed his temper and finally finished reading it, and the unusually magical phrase "the city's third school is excellent" still dominated him for a long time.
So that during that time, all those who came to provoke and were cleaned up by him were basically asked to read this sentence by him.
It's not a very important person anyway, so Yu Sheng didn't bother to recall, he answered casually, and took out his phone to check the time.
Time flies so fast, it's already Friday.
He also had to go to Jin Linkun's house to cook that table, which was mainly cold dishes and soups that didn't need to be stirred or stir-fried. He didn't intend to waste time. He simply packed his things and prepared to go out.
He still has a transcript in his hand.
Class 7 had just won the basketball game with back-to-back words, and before they could be happy, the bad news that the results of the mid-term exams finally came out followed directly.
One second, the sports committee was still bragging about the heroic record in basketball games, and the next second, he fell down on the chair without being able to stand: "..."
Duan Lei pressed his chest: "It's Friday? Why do I think we've had an extraordinarily short week?"
"Maybe it's our hallucination."
The squad leader rubbed his eyes: "The time is fixed on yesterday, that vigorous episode..."
Facing the report card in Lao He's hand that is said to have even the average score and ranking, the people in a class didn't have the heart to make trouble, and they dared not come out to look at Lao He, and no one wanted to be the first. people looking at results.
Yu Sheng packed up his schoolbag and walked to the door, only to be dragged back by the monitor's hands.
"No one can stand Lao He's scores."
With tears in their eyes, their squad leader clasped his hands together: "Brother Sheng, save the child."
Yu Sheng was stuffed with a transcript in his hand, and as soon as he turned his head, he was greeted by a class of earnest gazes.
Lao He has been the head teacher for a long time, and he has developed from being kind to the students to the point where he is meaningless to guide students unless it is for fun. Every time I read my grades, I either deliberately delay it for dozens of seconds after I read the first digit, or I deliberately pronounce it wrong and then correct it.
The most frustrating one even made a PPT, using all the animation effects including the shutter diamond checkerboard scaling.
The nerves of the students in Class 7 have been tempered to be extremely tenacious, and they can almost accept any unexpected turns and blows, but they still don't want to put their fate in the hands of Lao He again.
The kindness was difficult, Yu Sheng sent a message to Jin Linkun, put down the schoolbag, and opened the transcript.
He probably knows the grades in the class, and he knows that the people in the class have really put their hearts into their studies in the past two months, and their scores will improve no matter what, but after reading the report card, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows.
"It's over." Yao Qiang instantly lost hope in life, "Brother Sheng, what do you mean by raising your eyebrows?"
Duan Lei was as flustered as he was, and shivered as he held his arm: "Not necessarily, it may be that the target was found, it may be preparing to start, or it may be that he ate the egg shell while eating egg fried rice."
"… "
Yu Sheng looked up at the head teacher who was standing at the end of the classroom.
Lao He crossed his arms, leaned against the back blackboard, and winked at him, revealing a mysterious and gentle smile.
…
Yu Sheng lowered his head again, holding the transcript, and in the panic-stricken atmosphere that pervaded the class, he finished all the grades for each subject.
The classroom of Class 7 was silent for a while.
"No- that's right?" The sports committee confirmed tremblingly, "My English score is twice as high as last time?"
Yao Qiang fumbled around the edge of the table, but didn't fall off: "It should be right, I am also more than 20 points higher."
It was the first time that Duan Lei's overall score changed. He took the report card from Yu Sheng and studied it in a trance for a long time: "Is this my score? Yes, this is my score..."
The basic score is too low. With the improvement of English single subject, the scores of people in a class have improved significantly.
Especially with the sports committee as the head, even Meng can skillfully avoid the correct answer and usually only get 20 points in the test. This time, the scores have doubled and increased a lot.
"classmates."
Lao He walked over unhurriedly and clapped his hands twice: "Look, you have taken the exam 30 points more than before in two months, and you still have more than 180 days before the college entrance examination."
Lao He walked up to the podium, picked up a piece of chalk, and wrote a formula on the blackboard: "You have six months left."
The sports committee almost couldn't believe his score. After trembling for a long time, he opened his mouth: "But-but I think English has reached my peak, and it can't be higher..."
Lao He was not in a hurry at all: "But you still have five subjects left."
The classroom suddenly fell silent.
"It may not be so easy to go from one hundred and twenty to one hundred and thirty."
Lao He pushed his glasses: "But you have to go from fifty to eighty points. Two months is enough."
The three subjects of literature and comprehensive, even if they add up to only 30 points, plus the three independent subjects of Chinese, mathematics and English, it is 120 points.
For top-ranked students, review is about finding vacancies, figuring out error-prone pitfalls, and missing a single possible point. And if the ranking is in the middle and the bottom, the foundation is not so good, and the primary meaning of the review becomes to fill the gaps.
The weaker the subject with poorer foundation and lower score, the more likely to improve in the final sprint stage.
"No matter which grade you are in, there is still time and opportunity to work hard - even if it's April now, there are still two full months for you to review."
Lao He tapped on the blackboard with a smile, and finally concluded his speech: "How do you know if you don't learn, how much can you be praised by yourself?"