Although it was Saturday, Jiang Cheng still woke up at the same time as usual. When he went downstairs to buy breakfast, he also ran two laps on the nearby path.
There are more people here early in the morning than Li Baoguo's side. Besides the aunt and uncle, there are many young people.
What to eat early was a big headache, Jiang Cheng walked back and forth in front of several breakfast stalls with his hands in his pockets, hesitantly not knowing what he wanted to eat.
"Xiaolongbao." Someone said behind him.
The voice was very close, and it was basically coming from his ear. Jiang Cheng was startled, he reached out to touch the phone in his pocket and turned his head at the same time.
It was only when he stared at the person behind him face to face that he realized that the voice was from Gu Fei.
Of course, not only the voice belonged to Gu Fei, but also the face.
"Fuck me?" Jiang Cheng took a step back in shock, looked Gu Fei up and down, then took out his phone and glanced at the time, "The sun didn't come out from the west today..."
He looked up at the sky again: "I didn't go down the mountain yesterday."
"Er Miao got up early today, and I woke up playing skateboards in the room," Gu Fei smiled, "I'll come over."
"Have you eaten?" Jiang Cheng also smiled, for some reason, seeing Gu Fei smiling, he wanted to laugh, "Eat together?"
"Are you entertaining?" Gu Fei asked.
"You just cheated me of 50 yuan yesterday." Jiang Cheng glared at him.
"That's fine," Gu Fei said, "Xiaolongbao?"
"Xiaolongbao dumplings, tofu and brain fritters," Jiang Cheng reported in a series of things he was struggling with and didn't know what to eat.
"Go to occupy the table." Gu Fei said.
Although this area is also an old city, the residential buildings are relatively concentrated, so there are a lot of people at the stall early at the moment. Jiang Cheng stood aside and stared for a while, before he quickly took up two seats in front of a small table. One vacant stool, one for sitting and one for schoolbag.
Just as he was about to signal to Gu Fei to be here, he looked up and saw that there were two girls sitting across from the table, who kept looking at him and laughing. When he looked over, they quickly lowered their heads.
"Here." Jiang Cheng raised his hand and snapped his fingers when he saw that Gu Fei had taken two drawers of buns.
Gu Fei came over and put the things on the table: "I have everything you just said, is there anything else you want to eat?"
"No." Jiang Cheng said.
The two girls on the opposite side are still bowing their heads, laughing while you pinch my arm, and I pinch your thigh.
Jiang Cheng recalled Gu Fei's words, and felt as if he understood what happened to the two of them.
Gu Fei put a lot of plates and drawers on the table, almost filling the table.
"Wang Xu called me," Gu Fei said while eating a small dumpling, "He's already here, so he's alone."
"Are you accusing us of being disorganized and undisciplined?" Jiang Cheng took a bowl of bean curd and took a sip.
"Very majestic." Gu Fei nodded.
The two girls had already finished eating, but they didn't intend to leave. They took out their mobile phones and lowered their heads to play. Jiang Cheng looked at them with the camera and looked at them here.
Just as he was about to turn his head away to prevent him from being photographed at various ugly and deformed angles, Gu Fei raised his head and glanced at the two girls: "Don't take pictures secretly, your face is easy to deform."
"Ah!" They both screamed briefly in their throats.
"Then can we shoot directly?" a girl asked.
Gu Fei didn't speak, the girl raised her phone and pointed at them both, Jiang Cheng had no choice but to look at the camera with Gu Fei.
After the shoot, the girl got up, grabbed her schoolbag and stuffed her cell phone into her bag with a smile and said, "We're going to post a post on No. 4 Middle School, remember to check it out, we'll post it later..."
After the two girls left, Jiang Cheng glanced at Gu Fei: "Which class is that?"
"I don't know," Gu Fei said, "I don't know if it's from our school."
"Ah?" Jiang Cheng was stunned.
"A lot of people from other schools came to watch this game today," Gu Fei said, "and there was a video of that game from Class 7. When you blocked the game, many people knew it and wanted to watch it."
"...Fuck." Jiang Cheng felt a little at a loss.
"Today I asked Li Yan to come and take pictures," Gu Fei said, "I promised to find someone to take pictures of him on the nineth."
"He saw that the camera should be able to perform exceptionally well." Jiang Cheng smiled.
"You also have to perform well," Gu Fei tilted his head to look at him, "I played this game after I arrived at the fourth high school, so many people are waiting to see it."
"En," Jiang Cheng nodded seriously, thinking about it and then feeling a little emotional, "If you didn't participate, would I have to cooperate with Wang Xu?"
Gu Fei didn't say a word, he smiled for a long time with a dumpling in between.
The game didn’t start until ten o’clock, and students from this school and other schools were already crowding the stadium after nine o’clock. Jiang Cheng and the others also practiced for half an hour to warm up, and they couldn’t continue their practice. They were all people.
Looking at the crowd huddled on the sidelines, Jiang Cheng felt that the students in this area were really busy, and had to leave the original school, not many people had time to watch an intramural basketball game in other schools on weekends.
The final of No. 4 Middle School was quite formal. I don’t even know where the stands were moved. They were placed around the stadium. When Jiang Cheng and the others entered the arena and sat down in the rest area, the stands were already full of people. There are many standing.
Li Yan arrived at 9:30 with Gu Fei's camera bag and sat in the rest area: "I don't know what this is about, and I thought it was a league in our city..."
"Wang Xu's photo shoot better for him." Gu Fei said.
"Then it depends on what kind of guy he is," Li Yan said while pretending to be on camera, "I'm not you, I can photograph a cow with a fairy-like air, so I can photograph him as he is. "
"There are other players," Gu Fei said again, "all of them take a few shots, it's rare for our class to reach the finals."
"Got it," Li Yan raised his camera and glanced around, "It's rare for you to be so concerned."
Before the competition, Liu Xue seemed to be having fun, and gave a simple speech to introduce the boys' final team to the audience.
One is a winning team without a defeat, and the other is a dark horse team that turned out.
After Jiang Cheng listened to Liu Xiao's introduction, he became nervous for no reason. Especially during Liu Xiao's speech, the cheerleaders on both sides kept shouting.
Yi Jing usually looks a little introverted when she looks at Sven Wen, but she is very generous when she leads the girls cheerleading team, and can shout such a shameful slogan so confidently.
"Class 8, Class 8! The dark horse is at the gate!"
"Class 8, Class 8! The best looks!"
This slogan was so loud that Jiang Cheng didn't want to lift his head up, his arms resting on his knees, always staring at his shoes.
"Brother Cheng." Gu Fei called out to him, and very covertly stretched out his hand from below.
Jiang Cheng was thinking about how to strike for a while, but when he saw his hand, he didn't react at once. He reached out and pinched his palm with his fingers.
"... High five." Gu Fei said.
"Ah." Jiang Cheng finally regained his senses and patted his hand lightly.
"Pay attention to He Zhou," Gu Fei said. "He is a defender, just like you. He is quite versatile and fast."
"Well, you don't have to be straight today." Jiang Cheng nodded. He didn't set out any specific tactics today. For a team like Class 2 that cooperates with maturity, with the strength of Class 8, their tactics will basically be disrupted, so today Everyone can only rely on the tacit understanding that has been cultivated over this period of time, fight first and then see the situation.
"As ordered." Gu Fei said.
The captains of both sides began to choose the venue. Wang Xu won, and his mind was still bright, so he chose the side of the backlight attack.
"Gu Fei jumps the ball." Jiang Cheng said before entering the court.
"Come on!" Wang Xu roared.
"Come on!" A group of people shouted, took off their jackets, and walked into the stadium.
This kind of feeling is very enjoyable. Jiang Cheng doesn’t like being surrounded by people, but he still doesn’t resist being in the limelight. Now that they are standing in the middle of the venue, he can even hear the shutter sound amid the cheers and cheers all around him. Very enjoyable.
The jump ball player in Class 2 was about the same size as Gu Fei, but in the last game he found that this guy was very good at jumping. Just on this point, no one in Class 8 could compare to him.
Sure enough, after the referee threw the ball, the grasshopper jumped almost a palm higher than Gu Fei... The ball was given to He Zhou.
According to Jiang Cheng’s judgment, he could intercept the ball, but just as he stretched out his hand in a single step, He Zhou suddenly accelerated, and the moment he touched the ball, he slapped the ball to the side.
Do not know when the grasshopper has left the center line to catch the ball.
fuck! Jiang Cheng cursed in his heart, and looked at Gu Fei, Gu Fei pulled out his legs and followed the grasshopper towards the basket.
Jiang Cheng didn't follow directly, he stuck to He Zhou's side, one was to prevent him from taking the ball again, and the other was to see how fast this person was.
The fast break of Class 2 was very good. After two passes, Grasshopper took the ball past Gu Fei and took a jump shot.
Amidst a burst of screams, Gu Fei suddenly jumped up behind him, Jiang Cheng’s heart skipped a beat, this posture was too easy to make mistakes, and if he was not careful, he would become a thug.
But because he was stopped by Gu Fei before, Grasshopper's jump shot was average.
Amen!
Jiang Cheng temporarily gave up on He Zhou and rushed to Gu Fei's left.
Gu Fei jumped very high, and after jumping from the back of the grasshopper, he simply slapped the ball he had just shot out, and Jiang Cheng jumped up to catch the ball while screaming in excitement, and roared: "Wang Xu !"
Wang Xu was in the midfield. After his roar, Wang Xu turned around and ran back.
Jiang Cheng took a few steps forward, and when he saw He Zhou approaching from the corner of his light, he suddenly raised his hand and swung the ball in Wang Xu's direction.
Captain, get angry!
Amen amen amen amen!
Wang Xu jumped up while running and stretched out his hand to catch the tall and long pass.
The cheerleaders from Class 8 jumped up, and the rhythmic "Come on" instantly turned into "Ah-ah-"
Class 2 returned to defense very quickly, but Wang Xu took advantage of this time difference, and it was one-on-one when he got to the basket. At this time, as long as he made a shot, the possibility of scoring a goal was very high.
But Wang Xu hesitated at the moment of shooting, and once passed the ball to Gu Fei who had just run over the three-point line.
Gu Fei obviously came here to grab a rebound. When Wang Xu's ball came suddenly, he didn't expect it, and he didn't even have time to adjust his forward stance.
He hooked the ball with his backhand to catch it, and before he could hold it firmly, it was broken by a guy in Class 2 who was wearing a wrist guard on his arm.
Then came the passing, the fast break, and when He Zhou made a three-pointer, no one from Class 8 had time to get close to him.
The first ball provoked a burst of applause and shouting from the sidelines.
Guo Xu took the ball and was about to serve, Jiang Cheng walked over to Wang Xu: "This game can't just rely on me and Gu Fei."
Wang Xu nodded, but didn't say anything. He could see that the mistake just now made his heart feel like a knife, and the expression on his face was twisted clockwise. Jiang Cheng patted him on the back: "That ball just now. You can come in."
"Yeah!" Wang Xu shook his head and instantly recovered, "I feel the same way."
Guo Xu served the ball, Jiang Cheng got the ball, turned around without rushing to take it, and pointed his left hand to the side, Wang Xu immediately ran to the midfield and prepared to catch the ball, he waved the ball to Gu Fei on the other side, and then Just rush to the basket over there.
Wang Xu had also improved his IQ by playing during this period of time. He did not shock Jiang Cheng and used him as a cover for this pass, but immediately pressed it to the basket.
There was a grasshopper behind Gu Fei, and he didn't even dribble the ball. He turned around and protected the ball with his arms. When Lu Xiaobin came to respond, he passed the ball to Jiang Cheng, who was about to reach the three-point line.
Jiang Cheng took the ball, and the wrist guard stopped him. Jiang Cheng sighed in his heart. The 2nd Class Changsheng General didn't come for nothing, and this time, the speed defense was not thrown away.
He had no chance to shoot from the 3-point line again. He glanced at the line on the ground, gritted his teeth, and slammed the ball against the backboard at a distance of almost a meter from the 3-point line.
Gu Fei currently has no defense, so he can go grab rebounds.
But just as Gu Fei rushed over, the ball slammed loudly on the backboard and bounced into the hoop.
"Fuck." Jiang Cheng was a little surprised.
There was a roar from the stands on all sides, drowning out the words "Jiang Cheng, you are so fucking awesome" that Wang Xu yelled at him.
Gu Fei ran towards him with a smile at the corner of his mouth. When he ran to his side, he put his palm forward and said, "You are awesome, the king of three points."
"One more time," Jiang Cheng walked up to him and gave him a high-five, and then bumped his shoulder, "The bottom line on the right."
"En." Gu Fei responded.
The three-point shooting angle from the bottom line is a bit tricky, but the defense may not be as tight as the center line.
Class 2 is different from the teams they have encountered before. The strength of the players is indeed average, and everyone can carry them alone. It is very difficult to steal the ball from their hands.
Jiang Cheng tried to break He Zhou's ball twice but failed, and He Zhou responded with a three-pointer under the cover of Grasshopper.
"Don't worry!" Lao Lu's voice came over between the screams. This time, probably because it was the final, he didn't arrogantly use the trumpet, "Play steadily! Class 8 and class 8! The best looks— "
Jiang Cheng didn't even want to turn his head, there were only two slogans in total, and Lao Lu was still able to pick out the most shameful one to shout.
This goal from Class 2 made everyone on and off the field a little excited. Guo Xu had amazing power when he sent the ball to Jiang Cheng, like a cannonball.
When he turned around, He Zhou had already blocked his passing route.
Really fast response.
Jiang Cheng took the ball and slapped it on the spot twice, then charged towards He Zhou, all the way to the front of He Zhou. When He Zhou was about to steal the ball, he leaned forward as if he was about to hug He Zhou. , the hand hooked from the side, and the ball was passed behind He Zhou against his calf to Gu Fei, who had already started running towards the opposite basket.
The ball was passed too low, and Gu Fei almost stumbled when he received the ball.
Jiang Cheng followed, but He Zhou kept his eye on it, Gu Fei had no chance to pass the ball back, so he decisively gave it to Wang Xu, who was rushing over.
Wang Xu's IQ at this moment was on the rise, and when he got the ball, he swung the ball back into Gu Fei's hand.
With just this pass, He Zhou hesitated for a moment, Jiang Cheng quickly threw him off, and rushed directly from the right line to the bottom line.
Before he could stand still, Gu Fei threw the ball over.
Jiang Cheng's position was basically in a straight line with the rebound, and the people in Class 2 quickly compressed back to the three-second zone.
This is what I want!
Jiang Cheng stared at the basket, raised his hand without hesitation, and threw the ball out.
The crowd's shouts sounded almost directly behind him, and the decibels followed the ball's trajectory, culminating when the ball hit the rim.
"Good shot!" Jiang Cheng shouted in a low voice, his arm raised in the air suddenly pressed down, applauding himself, "Fuck!"
This one and two three-pointers ignited everyone's fighting spirit.
The current situation on the field is not one-sided. The skills and cooperation of Class 2 are indeed much stronger than that of Class 8, but because they have never lost a game, they will not allow the championship to fall into the hands of others this time, and the pressure on the players is quite high. , Relatively speaking, the people from Class 8 are quite open to fights. No matter whether they win or lose, they are already dark horses. Without any pressure, they can just throw off their arms and fight.
Even Lu Xiaobin, who didn't talk much, ran and yelled and beat him, like a doorman who had taken drugs. Jiang Cheng felt that if he was not careful, he could swallow the person who was guarding him next to him.
Neither class called a timeout nor made any substitutions. They both wanted to maintain the rhythm as much as possible to get points while the momentum was good.
The score has never been opened, and the 8th class has been lagging behind, but it is very tight, and the gap of one point and two points is closely followed.
At the end of the first half with three minutes left, Gu Fei made a layup against two players, and the score was one point ahead.
Amid the frenzied shouts of the audience, Class 2 called for a time-out.
When Jiang Cheng was walking towards the rest area, He Zhou stopped him: "You should join the school team."
"Huh?" Jiang Cheng was stunned.
"You should be on the school team." He Zhou repeated.
It took Jiang Cheng a long time to come back to his senses: "No, you are telling me this at this time?"
"I want to talk about it after the fight," He Zhou said, "but I'm a little excited."
“…Let’s talk about it after the game.” Jiang Cheng said.
"How about another game after finishing?" He Zhou asked, "You, me, Gu Fei, Tang Xiwei, and Song Yu's team."
"Song Yu?" Jiang Cheng couldn't remember who Song Yu was.
"Our class center," He Zhou pointed to the grasshopper, "how is it?"
Jiang Cheng looked at the grasshopper in shock. He didn't know what expectations his parents had for naming him that way, so he wanted to call Pan Zhi immediately and ask Pan An to come over and worship Song Yu...
“Let’s talk after the fight,” Jiang Cheng said, “Be serious and finish the fight.”
"I'm already serious... Okay," He Zhou patted him on the shoulder, "Finish first."
Jiang Cheng gritted his teeth and almost hugged his arm, so he didn't slap He Zhou's hand right away.
"What did he say to you?" Gu Fei squatted on the sidelines and stood up after watching him run over.
"Let me join the school team, and talk about playing together again in a while." Jiang Cheng said.
"So excited," Gu Fei smiled, "but he has always been like this."
"Is he on the school team?" Jiang Cheng asked.
"Well, captain of the school team," Gu Fei said, "the same as you used to be."
Jiang Cheng glanced at him and said nothing.
"Don't run together all the time," Li Yan held the camera, "Keep your distance, don't just look at yourself and the opponent when you run, look at where other teammates are, and make sure you can catch the pass at any time. ."
"Yeah!" Everyone nodded.
"If someone is entangled, just pick it up alone, don't squeeze all of them," Li Yan pointed at Guo Xu, "You are, if someone picks up, you move and prepare for the next pass."
"Okay!" Guo Xu nodded.
"You two," Li Yan looked at Gu Fei and Jiang Cheng, and didn't know what to say after thinking for a long time, "You two can continue to be handsome."
"Brother Yan," Wang Xu looked at the camera in Li Yan's hand, "Did you take a lot of pictures today?"
Li Yan glanced at him: "Don't worry, it's enough for you to make a photo album. Three pictures a day are not the same for a month."
"Although I'm the captain, you can't take pictures of me all," Wang Xu said, "You can take pictures of Gu Fei, Jiang Cheng, and other members of our team..."
"Have you lost your IQ in shooting baskets?" Li Yan interrupted him impatiently.
Jiang Cheng smiled and turned his head, just in time to see Yi Jing holding a bottle of water standing behind Gu Fei, he was just about to ask Gu Fei to pick it up, Yi Jing smiled and handed him the water: "Give it to you."
"Thank you." Jiang Cheng took the water and glanced at Gu Fei's collarbone as he drank it.
Gu Fei's injury didn't even know after playing such a game... He saw a small horn of gauze protruding from Gu Fei's neckline, with blood on it.
"Fuck," he frowned, leaned over and pulled Gu Fei's neckline, looked inside, there wasn't much blood seeping out, but there was a small piece, "You..."
Before he could finish speaking, there was a scream of girls beside him.
Jiang Cheng regained his senses, quickly let go, and took a step back.
"What's the matter?" Wang Xu immediately noticed the movement here, jumped in front of Gu Fei and pulled his collar, "I..."
The girl's screams suddenly escalated, and then turned into laughter.
"I'm on stage." Li Yan pulled Wang Xu away.
Jiang Cheng put down the water bottle, and when he walked onto the field, he felt a gaze on his back, which burned him so hot that he felt uncomfortable.
He did have many uncontrollable thoughts and impulses towards Gu Fei, wanting to get close to XX, but this feeling of being surrounded by screams at any random action... still made him a little flustered.
After being embarrassed for a long time, he could only thank God for arranging Wang Xu by his side.
Thanks to Wang Xu, who lacked Zhang Qin in his head, for saving him from the mad embarrassment...
"It's okay." Gu Fei said next to him.
"Is it torn?" Jiang Cheng asked.
"Maybe," Gu Fei said, "I don't even feel it."
"…Will it be affected when I jump from a brain-damaged building?" Jiang Cheng sighed.
"Probably will have a little impact," Gu Fei said, "but this matter, if I don't get hurt after the jump, the monkey won't give up."
Jiang Cheng looked at him and said nothing.
"Brother Cheng," Gu Fei ran over to the midfield, looked back at him, and suddenly pointed to the second team's basket seriously, "Fuck them!"
"Fuck," Jiang Cheng couldn't hold back his joy, and pointed to the other side, "Damn!"