daily bloodline

Chapter 146 Ball Game
At the end of April, in Mexico City, old trees sprouted new shoots.

The wind outside the window was still a bit chilly, but the students in No. [-] High School couldn't wait to change into unlined clothes.

"This week on Thursday afternoon, Friday all day, and Saturday morning, our school will hold a basketball volleyball competition. The sports committee will find a good person, set up a substitute, and discuss who of you will play."

Lao Zhang stood on the podium, looking at Wan Zihao.

"What are the projects, teacher."

Wan Zihao asked, Ma Hongwei had resigned his position as a sports committee before, but the first thing Lao Zhang did after he came back was to reassign him.

"Men's basketball, men's football, women's volleyball." Zhang Yan said: "I don't have any other requirements, at least give me one first place."

Wan Zihao suspected that Lao Zhang might have forgotten something: "Teacher, Su Ying has asked for leave."

"What's the matter?" Zhang Yan rolled his eyes: "Without Su Ying, you still can't win?"

"It's really bad..." Wan Zihao thought for a while: "Most of the boys in Class Nine are over 1.8 meters tall, and there are five basketball team members! It's good that Su Ying is here. If Su Ying is not here, we can't do it at all. Class, no class can beat them."

"As for football, Su Ying is not bad at playing. He can run and keep the goal very well. He never misses the ball. Without Su Ying, I guess our class would be in the top three at most..."

"From your point of view, then we can only count on the women's volleyball team?" On the podium, Zhang Yan smiled and looked at Luo Jiuqian, who was sitting in the back row. Take the first one back."

"Yes." Luo Jiuqian wrote lightly, without turning her head.

"Look, oh..." Old Zhang looked at Wan Zihao with disgust, "A group of big boys are not as domineering as a girl."

"No, our women's volleyball team is already good, you can't compare like this!" Wan Zihao was anxious.

"Then how about letting Jiuqian join the men's basketball team?" Zhang Yan asked, "I'll go to the sports team to discuss it, and it should be fine."

"No need! No matter how awesome Master Jiu is, he's still a girl. If we let a girl play, will the boys in our class still be able to hang out?"

Wan Zihao patted the table and looked around at the boys in the class: "Did you hear what the teacher said? This guy is hitting us in the face! What should we do?"

"Fuck him!" The boys were filled with righteous indignation.

Zhang Yan: "???"

Good guy, you are addicted to beating the teacher, right?

Wan Zihao slapped the table again: "Men's basketball number one! We must fight, gods block and kill gods, Buddhas block and kill Buddhas! Those who stand in my way die!"

"Ambition!" Standing on the podium, Zhang Yan praised: "This is a good job, that... If you get the first two, you will be free of Chinese homework on weekends."

There was deafening cheers in the class.

Zhang Yan continued: "If you don't get any of them, you will be punished to copy all the ancient texts with annotations in the textbook twice."

Everyone: "..."

The next day, Thursday, in the afternoon.

In the first basketball game, Class [-] easily crushed Class [-], and the sibling classes went together by lottery, which can only be said to be fate.

After one round, he was promoted to five classes, and the sports committee drew lots, one class was bye, and Wan Zihao got into nine classes.

"You're so lucky, really..." Li Shuzhe sighed sadly: "Did you rub your butt on your hands in the morning?"

"Fuck off!" Wan Zihao's face was not very good-looking, as far as the current state of the seventh class is concerned, it can basically be declared over when the ninth class is drawn.

The tallest two in Class Nine are more than 1.9 meters tall. Even if they don't do anything and stand under the basketball hoop, they can't get through, and they can't grab rebounds.

After all, he is just an ordinary high school student. It is unrealistic to say how superb his skills are. If he really plays, it is more about his physical fitness.

"What should we do now?" Li Shuzhe asked.

Wan Zihao spread his hands: "Anyway, this game is only for this afternoon, let's talk about the rest tomorrow~"

Bang!
There was a loud explosion in the distance, and Luo Jiuqian dunked a lore.

The whistle sounded, and the women's volleyball team of the seventh class advanced.

Back in class, the girls were very excited, while the atmosphere of the boys was a little stiff.

Although Wan Zihao praised Haikou before, the overall strength gap is too large, and Class Nine is not an opponent that can be won by improving morale.

The overall strength of the team of Class [-] is slightly worse than that of Class [-] at present, and the difference in the game time between Class [-] and Class [-] is almost [-] points. Wan Zihao feels that the situation of tomorrow's game should not be much better than that of Class [-] .

"It's been two months, the class leader has been on leave for almost two months..."

Yun Duo lay on the table and sighed, "When will Su Ying come back?"

Everyone looked at Luo Jiuqian, Luo Jiuqian shrugged: "I don't know either."

When I called not long ago, Su Ying said that she went to the empire, and she was criticized and won a medal when she came back, but she didn't say what she was going to do. In fact, she didn't know why she asked for leave. .

Luo Jiuqian didn't like this feeling, as if Su Ying was getting further and further away from him.

"What did he do?"

"I don't know."

Luo Jiuqian was a little upset.

"Aren't you Su Ying's girlfriend? Why don't you know?" Wan Zihao spread his hands and joked: "It seems that you are not competent as a girlfriend~ Men have been running away for so long and don't know about her." What did you do hahaha..."

Luo Jiuqian raised his head slightly, his eyes were piercing: "Huh?"

"what!!!!"

There was a scream, and Yun Duo covered Zhao Linglong's eyes.

After clapping his hands, Luo Jiuqian snorted softly, stepped over Wan Zihao, whose life and death were unknown on the ground, and walked away.

Li Shuzhe poked the lump of rotten meat on the ground, and the rotten meat twitched.

"Still alive, gone~"

After saying a few words about Wan Zihao's irony, the crowd dispersed one after another.

The next day, basketball game.

Opening 10 minutes, 25:15.

Wan Zihao sat under the basketball hoop drinking water with his head slumped, looking a little sluggish.

The 15 points were all long-range shots, and there was no layup. Class [-] was joined by a center forward, and the three of them went to the basket. They couldn't break through at all, and even Wan Zihao was blocked by the opponent once.

With a height of more than 1.9 meters and a hood with big palm-like hands and hood, Wan Zihao, who is 1.8 meters [-], cast a psychological shadow on the spot.

After a 2-minute break, the whistle sounded again.

Wan Zihao entered the stage with heavy steps.

Seeing a group of big and tall opponents rushing towards him, Wan Zihao felt his brain go into a trance, the defense line was torn apart in an instant, he turned his head, and saw the forward of Class [-] sprinting for a layup.

No, that action...is a slam dunk!

Wan Zihao's expression changed. Being blocked would only affect his state for a while at most, but if this dunk goes down, the morale of the entire Class [-] will be completely extinguished!

With a muffled bang, Wan Zihao's heart sank.

Another quarter, the end of the first half.

52: 25…

"There is no need to play at all. I heard that they are doing squats with weights recently. There is no pressure to dunk."

The boys gathered together, and Li Shuzhe sighed softly: "I wanted to pass the ball frequently and rely on cooperation to make up for it, but now it seems that the effect is not great, and I can't think of any other way."

The boys got together and discussed how to play the second half.

"Didn't you say that squatting with weights doesn't make you tall?"

"Everyone is more than 1.9 meters long, what else is there?"

"It would be great if we could break through."

"Then rush over."

"The problem is that you can't get over it!"

"Then force it!"

"It's easy to say, Su Ying is not here..."

"I'm here!"

"Also... hmm?"

Everyone turned their heads away and saw Su Ying mixed in the crowd.

Wan Zihao jumped up with a yelp: "Referee! Substitution in class seven!"

　First update today!I'm in a bad mood. I originally thought that the first few plots would start a little story line, but the response was not very good. Many plot ideas were not written. I plan to end this plot first, and then fix this part at the end of the month. Everyone please ask for a monthly pass, so as to appease my injured little heart, I am only three or four short of entering the top [-] monthly passes!Let's go, everyone!

　　
　
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