The semifinals of the school basketball game are this week.
The semi-finals are the semi-finals of the division, and the wheel points competition system. Each of the four classes will play three games with the other three classes. One point will be awarded for a win, and zero points will be awarded for a loss. One second third fourth.
Waiting for next week, the first place in the three divisions will play in the finals, and the final champion, runner-up and third place will be ranked.
There are four classes in the top four, each class will play three games, a total of six games will be played.
This week's math homework, the teachers in the math group took the school basketball game in a hurry and came up with several permutation and combination problems.
One of the three games in the second class is on Thursday, and the remaining two games are on Friday.
Qing Yishuier's Guessing Stud post has been opened in full swing on the campus Internet.
"Which division do you think is most likely to win the school basketball competition this year?"
"The sophomore came to Stud, which class do you bet on to win this semi-final?"
"Rational guessing, the statistics of the players in the top four classes of the three levels: 1 sports student in the second class of senior high school, 3 sports students in class nine of senior high school, 2 sports students in class 24 of senior high school, 2 sports students in class 21 of senior high school 1 sports student in the class... ”
"I bet this time that I will win the championship in the sophomore and ninth class, and I am willing to bet all my winter homework!"
"Into the stud: the cold and absolutely loving little wife: just out of the wolf's den, but into the tiger's den: he was ten months pregnant, but broke into the net of the devil Alpha again! Can the cold and stubborn chairman escape from that sinful overlord? A man's claws?"
"Upstairs post: Colons are not allowed to nest dolls!"
Class 2's first game on Thursday is against Class 21.
Although each class has to play one game with the other three classes, class 2 got off to a good start when it drew class 21 in the first game. It was easy to put in the front, and it was difficult to put in the back... Class 21 is the third class other than class 2. The class with the fewest sports students among the top four classes has only one sports student just like the second class.
In this large-scale pecking contest, an ordinary classmate is approximately equal to a small soldier multiplied by one, and a sports student is approximately equal to a general multiplied by one.
So on Thursday, Xu Wenyang and the basketball team members in the class were all very relaxed.
Class 21 is equally relaxed.
In the eyes of Class 2, the basketball team of Class 21 is a group of jerks with only one sports student. .
During the knockout rounds, the school forbids students to sneak down to watch the games, but in the semi-finals, the requirements are relaxed. Students in the advanced class can go to the basketball court to cheer for the players during the games in their own class.
When it came to the finals, the whole school was released, and by the way, it was broadcast live on the campus network in real time.
Lao Lin was always happy about this kind of school activities. On Thursday afternoon, the class was going to play ball, and he didn't get stuck in the classroom of his classmates.
Today is a sunny day, but also a cold day.
The leaves of the trees had all fallen off a long time ago, the sky was blue and there were no clouds to be seen, and the water leaking from the water pipes beside the wall of the teaching building had condensed a thin layer of ice on the ground. No wind, just cold.
Because of the cold weather, there were fewer classes for the competition. The semi-finals were not played on the outdoor basketball court, but were moved to the indoor gymnasium.
The uniforms are changed in the locker room of the gymnasium.
It has nothing to do with today's game. Wei Heping, who is not even a substitute, somehow got in. He helped Jiang Huai carry the ball uniform and mineral water bottle, and sat on a chair in the corner, commenting: "This figure is not good... that is Class 21, right? Looks pretty strong, why don't you have any muscles at all... Fuck, Zhao Tianqing is awesome, does he have chest muscles?"
Jiang Huai glanced at Wei Heping, who was restless, and pulled down the zipper of his jacket: "Say a few words, and be careful not to get beaten."
"Impossible, I am so far away from them, they must not listen..."
Jiang Huai was too lazy to listen to Wei Heping's words, and hooked his fingers to the hem of the sweater, ready to take it off.
Wei Heping suddenly said, "Huh? The chairman is here?"
Jiang Huai subconsciously looked towards the door. Bo Jian just entered the door. The students staying in the locker room were either undressing or putting on clothes, and those who were well-dressed were particularly eye-catching.
Bo Jian glanced inward, and met Jiang Huai who was standing in the corner. The corners of his lips were slightly curved, and he walked towards Jiang Huai.
Jiang Huai didn't take off any more, he stood there without moving until Bo Jian came to his side: "What's the matter?"
"Well, there's something to do." Bo Jian returned.
"What's up?"
Bo Jian didn't return, but looked down at Wei Heping's soccer jersey and water bottle. He politely extended his hand to Wei Heping, and said softly, "Let me get it for him, I'll talk to Jianghuai about something."
Wei Heping looked at his nose, nose and heart, and was very eager to wink. He withdrew as soon as he had to. Before Jiang Huai said "no need", Wei Heping sold his brother and immediately handed over all Jiang Huai's things to Bo Jian, leaving a message: " OK. I'll go first then."
JAC: "..."
He witnessed Wei Heping disappearing into the locker room at the speed of light.
When Wei Heping went out, he turned his head and looked at Chairman Bo with a half-smile: "What's the matter with you?"
Bo Jian put JAC's mineral water bottle aside, carefully folded JAC's jersey, and folded it in the crook of his arm. Only then did he take out two neat stacks of black fleece from the other pocket: "I'll bring you wristbands."
Jiang Huai froze for a moment, staring at the wristband, for two or three seconds, he took it over and said quietly, "Thank you."
"It should."
The wristband still carried a little body temperature. Jiang Huai put the wristband on the chair first, and after a long time, he asked again: "Then do you have anything else to do?" He was about to change his clothes.
Changing clothes in the locker room, changing clothes in front of others, Jiang Huai didn't think it was a thing... But being so close to people, or so close to Bo Jian, Jiang Huai felt uncomfortable.
"Help me to protect you," Bo Jian leaned forward slightly, "Does it count as letting you change clothes?"
Jiang Huai suddenly leaned back. The locker room is full of people, even if Jianghuai is a corner, others can see it... Besides, when Bo Jian came to look for him, many people in the locker room had their ears up, secretly watching what the two big men in the corner were doing.
Jiang Huai was a little stiff: "No...you can go out."
"don't want."
"..."
Bo Jian thought for a while, then said empathetically, "If you're shy and don't want to be seen by me, I can turn your back on you."
Facing him is okay, but facing his back is obviously for people to block, one Alpha, changing clothes in the locker room, and finding another Alpha to block him... It's fucking fucked up when you think about it.
Jianghuai: "Get lost."
Bo Jian tightened his eyelashes, and said softly: "It's not good to face it, and it's not good to turn your back... So it doesn't matter if it's someone else, don't you want me to see it?"
He said in a low voice: "But my boyfriend, why do you let others see when you change your clothes?"
Changing clothes is so much work.
Jiang Huai wanted to kick Chairman Bo out, and he also wanted to find a men's room by himself. He lowered his head, and for a long while, without speaking again, he pulled the hem of the sweater and took off the whole sweater.
He didn't wear anything under the sweater, Jiang Huai shook slightly, stared elsewhere, and stretched out his hand: "Give me the jersey."
The locker room smells perpetually of sweat, alpha pheromone blockers and air fresheners.
Bo Jian was very close to him, as if blocking the mixed smell.
Jiang Huai could only smell the faint scent of pheromone, which was cold and clean, like a pool of water that melted snow. The fact that he smelled Bao Jian's pheromone reminded him all the time that this was his Alpha and he was Bao Jian's Omega.
Jiang Huai felt hot on his face.
He found a different topic: "Are you free on Saturday?"
Bo Jian seemed to be in a happy mood, with the corners of his lips curled up: "Yes."
Jiang Huai put on his upper body uniform and had to put his hands on his trousers. He wanted to distract Bo Jian's attention: "I'll treat you to dinner when I'm free... What do you want to eat?"
"Can I eat at your house?"
Jiang Huai took off his trousers, without much expression: "No."
Bo Jian's eyes followed Jiang Huai's hand, Jiang Huai pulled down his pants from his ankles, and Bo Jian's eyes stopped on Jiang Huai's legs. Jianghuai's legs are straight, and because of the good head-to-body ratio, his legs are also long, and his wrists go past his crotch.
He asked absently, "Why?"
Jiang Huai quickly pulled out the shorts from Bo Jian's hand, raised his legs and put them on: "There are others, come to my house to eat takeaway together?"
Bo gradually frowned. He asked, "Anyone else?"
"Um."
"Who?"
"Old Qin and Wei Heping."
Chairman Bo frowned even tighter: "Do you have to call them?"
"almost."
Chairman Bo is not happy. But Chairman Bo seldom expresses his unhappiness with expressions and words. He just said casually: "Then you treat them to dinner on Saturday, and treat me alone on Sunday, wouldn't it be fine?"
Jiang Huai put on his wristbands and raised his head: "I celebrate my birthday on Saturday, what do you want me to do on Sunday?"
Bo Jian was startled for a moment: "You have a birthday on Saturday?"
"Um."
"Seventeenth birthday?"
Jiang Huai glanced at him and didn't say anything, which was a tacit consent.
Bo Jian lowered his head, and went to Jiang Huai's ear: "Jiang Huai, call me brother."
"?"
Jiang Huai's ears are so sensitive that he can touch Bo Jian's lightest breath, making it tickle. He retreated to the wall calmly, leaning against the wall with his back shoulder, and sneered in disbelief: "Are you older than me?"
"Two months older than you."
Jianghuai: "Two months is too old?"
"A day counts, a minute counts."
Bo Jian stared at him seriously, and Jiang Huai's heart throbbed uncontrollably again. He turned his head away uncomfortably... It was originally a locker room with a lot of people, and he didn't want to get too close to Bo Jian in a crowded place.
He changed the subject abruptly: "Later..."
It happened that Bo Jian asked, "Why didn't you tell me about your birthday earlier?"
Jiang Huai felt that there was nowhere to rest his hands, so he played with the wristbands on his wrists, and said with a smile: "I invite my friends to dinner on my birthday, does it make any difference if I say it sooner or not?"
"It's Saturday the day after tomorrow. I'm too late. I'm afraid I won't have time to prepare a gift for you." Bo Jian gently tickled Gou Jianghuai's finger: "Why don't you just ask me for it?"
Jiang Huai's mind was full of messy things, his face was expressionless, his lips were tense, and he didn't listen at all: "What do you want?"
"Gifts, birthday presents you want... anything I can give."
By mistake, Jiang Huai said, "Give me a mouth?"
Bo gradually quieted down.
After speaking, Jianghuai also fell silent.
After a while, he said dryly, "I'm sorry, I'm talking nonsense, don't worry about it."
Bo Jian took Jiang Huai's hand. His palms were hot, and his eyelashes trembled: "...Jianghuai, it's not impossible."
Jiang Huai felt that his blood rushed to the top of his head again.
His frequency of going up has become slightly higher recently.
Jiang Huai stood there silently for half a minute. He didn't take any water, and the clothes he had taken off were still hanging on Bo Jian's arms. He almost ran away: "The competition has started, I'm going first!"
Bo Jian also stood there for a long time. He lowered his head, slowly folded Jianghuai's clothes and pants, put them in the storage closet, bent down to pick up Jianghuai's water, finally took out his mobile phone, opened the schedule record, and marked a heavy on Saturday, December 12th. Red mark.
The gymnasium is heated by central air-conditioning, but the venue is large and the doors are wide open, and the indoor temperature is only ten degrees Celsius.
As soon as he left the locker room, Jiang Huai was aroused with goosebumps all over his body... It felt like all the blood rushing to his head went back.
The indoor basketball court in the gymnasium is very large, with thousands of spectators. The two classes are almost full. The second class sits in the southern area, and the twenty-first class sits in the northern area. Everyone gathers in the front row and chats.
Wei Heping ran over with a narrow face, hugged a basketball he picked up from nowhere, and bumped Jiang Huai's shoulder with his shoulder: "How is it?"
Jiang Huai glanced at him: "Shut up."
"Hey, why don't you let me tell you?" Wei Heping noticed Jiang Huai's extra pair of wristbands sharply: "The wristbands are from the chairman?"
"..." Jiang Huai couldn't answer.
With 20 minutes to go, the basketball team from the two classes had almost arrived. When Jiang Huai passed by, Xu Wenyang was already on the court, and Zhao Tianqing fell on the side of the physical education teacher.
Class 2 still wore black and white uniforms, while Class 21 wore red uniforms. They were standing together, bustling and festive.
Although there is only one sports student in Class 21, the overall height of the basketball team in Class 21 is taller than that of Class 2. One stop on the court, four of the five players in Class 21 must be around 1.85 meters.
The leader was the shortest one, Jiang Huai didn't look at it much, just listened to Wei Heping's meticulous "investigation on the enemy's situation" and instilled in his ears: "... their squad leader, the one with a mole on his chin, is the deputy of the 21st squad. Squad leader, I heard that he plays very aggressively and often breaks the rules... "
Before the game started, Xu Wenyang and the other two players were familiar with each other on the court.
Qian Li passed the ball to Xu Wenyang, Xu Wenyang stood in the three-second zone, and made a jump shot...the ball missed.
The basketball hit the backboard, bounced back, hit the ground with a "bang", and bounced far away.
The students in the next class were all watching, Xu Wenyang showed embarrassment, and was about to run over to pick up the ball.
The ball bounced a few times and hit the sneakers of a boy with a red jersey number 13 and a mole on his chin. The boy kicked the ball and bounced the ball into his hand like playing football.
He twirled the ball with his fingers and entered the half of the second class's pre-match practice.
Xu Wenyang thought he was here to deliver the ball, so he stretched out his hand and showed a friendly smile: "Thank you, classmate."
The boy didn't return the ball to Xu Wenyang, the ball twirled twice at his fingertips, and fell to the ground. He kicked it far away, and raised his chin at Xu Wenyang: "Are you the monitor of the second class?"
Xu Wenyang looked at the kicked ball and fell silent. He looked back at the boy: "I am, do you have anything to do with me?"
"It's nothing." The boy moved his wrist and clicked a few times, "I just want to say that your class is very lucky, and you can get into the top four in the lottery... But I'm curious, how long do you think your class will be lucky?" ?”
Xu Wenyang frowned, but said nothing.
The boy said: "I don't think this match will be over. After all, luck is not a real skill, what do you think?"
Qian Li next to him couldn't bear the provocation of stepping on his face in front of people, and his expression changed: "Fuck you..." Xu Wenyang held Qian Li, and said coldly: "Friendship comes first, The competition is second, there is no need to quarrel."
The boy smiled: "Yes, then I will try not to let your class lose too badly. After all, friendship..."
"Boom", the basketball went into the basket.
The basketball passed through the hoop and hit the head of the deputy squad leader of class 21 unexpectedly, with another "bang".
Before the boy finished speaking, he was stunned and almost bit his own tongue.
He reacted, with an angry expression on his face, covering the back of his head and turning his head to look: "Who? Who the hell doesn't have eyes when playing ball??"
Outside the three-point line, there was a number 12 player with a black background and a white number, with long hands and feet and a single braid. He didn't have much expression, he raised his chin at the boy, lifted his lips and said, "Stay back a little bit, you're in the way."
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