I am reborn and just want to concentrate on my studies

If history does not change, the third year of junior high school will be a watershed for them. Because of the opening of the distance education online class of No. 1 Middle School in the provincial capital, even students in small counties can enjoy first-class teaching resources in the province and even the country. However, not all students are able to keep up with the teaching pace of teachers in provincial capitals, so the school has set up an online class and uses exams to select students who can keep up. Before that, the school still relied on "parallel classes" as the main body.

Therefore, in theory, every class has students with excellent grades, as well as students who are naughty and good at sports.

The class Yi Yang is currently in can be said to be the most unique class, because every type of student in this class goes to extremes.

There is the most chaotic student, Yi Yang, who is not afraid of anyone in the school. There is Luo Bing, who has the best grades, Zhou Zhou, who has the best family conditions in the school, and Zhao Qiang, who has the best sports talent... However, the number of each type of student is not large.

Take basketball as an example. Zhao Qiang glanced at his "teammates" and couldn't help but feel helpless...

Let's put it this way, no one can move the ball from the backcourt to the frontcourt without making a mistake. This is why the sports committee member of Class 5 wanted to ask him to play a basketball game, but he resisted in his heart.

He will be abused, and he will be abused miserably.

Although, although Zhao Qiang feels that his opponents are also very good, he can play with these opponents casually in a one-on-one duel, but playing a game is different, the game is a game between five people...

But someone has already invited you, so it’s hard to refuse.

Zhao Qiang glanced at these teammates again, pointed at Ding Rui and another classmate, and when he looked for the fourth person, those students who usually didn't like sports looked timid and fled away like turtles.

Yao Dan, the monitor of Class 5, said: "Zhao Qiang, you can't even get five people in your class, right?"

Zhao Qiang asked Ding Rui: "Who else knows how to play ball?"

Ding Rui thought for a while: "Yi Yang played pretty well."

Yiyang?

Zhao Qiang has never seen Yi Yang play, but Ding Rui said so, so he should be included. He had long noticed Yi Yang on the edge of the court, and at this moment he shouted: "Yi Yang, do you want to play?"

Yi Yang was far away, but he heard the conversation between the two clearly. Thinking that they were still sitting at the same table, although they didn't talk much today, they might still be roommates for a while, so he nodded. Head: "Hit."

"Then there's only one person left."

Zhao Qiang looked left and right, and saw that those students who usually didn't play much were either wandering in other areas of the playground in twos and threes, or bullying girls. There were also a few students with good grades who were reading on the steps in the distance...

Yi Yang came over and said, "Count Zhang Bushou in."

Ding Rui's mouth twitched: "Him? Can he do it?"

Yi Yang smiled and said, "It's just a matter of gathering the number of people."

Zhao Qiang thought to himself, Ding Rui can run a little better than Zhang Bushou, has better physical fitness, and is about the same in football skills. Ding Rui is here, and he is no worse than Zhang Bushou. Then he nodded: "That's okay."

Yi Yang turned around and shouted: "Zhang Bushou, come over and play ball!"

Zhang Bushou was chatting with a few girls in the distance. He didn't know what they were talking about and was laughing so hard. Hearing Yi Yang's call, he turned around and responded: "What?"

"Play against Class 5!"

When Zhang Bushou heard this, he immediately became energetic. Many fat people want to play games. He excitedly said to several girls: "Did you hear that? Our class is going to play a game with Class 5. Call the girls in our class over here and cheer us on!"

Several girls looked at each other with expressions of interest.

Yi Yang shouted again.

"hurry up!"

"I'm coming!"

Zhang Bushou twisted his fat body and ran over.

Yi Yang kicked Zhang Bushou: "Why are you so slow!"

Zhang Bushou chuckled: "Aren't I mobilizing the cheerleading team for us?"

Zhao Qiang was slightly startled after hearing this. Then he saw several girls running to call other girls, and then they began to gather excitedly towards the stadium.

For a moment, Zhao Qiang wanted to kick Zhang Bushou. This game... can you win, so you dare to watch the game? Embarrassing people?

Forget it, as long as he doesn't lose face in this game, he has already made up his mind. He can lose the game, but he has to show off.

Yao Dan, the sports committee member of the fifth class, saw this posture and immediately couldn't laugh or cry, and gave Zhao Qiang a thumbs up.

In order to ensure fairness, Zhao Qiang ran to call the idle physical education teacher Da Heiniu over to give them refereeing.

Upon hearing that the young men from the two classes were going to have a men's duel, Da Hei Niu naturally agreed happily.

"There is no break in between. The bell rings and the show is over."

In the county junior high school, this is a well-established rule. The ringing of the bell does not count as the end of the game. It does not end until the ringing of the bell ends. This also gives enough time to kill.

In order to make it easier to identify ourselves and the enemy, the students in Class 5 wore their school uniforms inside out, so that players from both sides could be seen clearly on the court.

When the ball officially kicked off, there was already a class of cheerleaders standing on the edge of the court. In order not to make their side look weak, Class 5 also ran to call a large group of cheering students.

"The students in Class 5 look so tall. Can our class win?"

"Isn't Zhao Qiang very powerful?"

"But Zhao Qiang alone...can't do it, right? Look, Zhang Bushou is already here, can he run?"

"You don't understand, even fat people are very good at playing basketball. Do you know that O'Neal? He is quite fat, but he is also very good."

"Wow, Qiu Guoran, your dad is indeed a basketball player, and even you know basketball!"

"Hehe, of course."

Off the field, the female students in Class 1 were whispering about the boys in the class. Whenever there is such an activity, the class' collective sense of honor will be unprecedentedly concentrated, and even girls who never pay attention to basketball will be attracted to it.

Yi Yang stood on the court, looking at the chattering girls, then at Zhao Qiang, who was on the court getting ready to go, and at Ding Rui, who was obviously very nervous, and then at the man who had not realized the seriousness of the problem and was having fun. Hehe Zhang Bushou, who was looking around, felt a strange emotion in his heart.

Campus, reading, basketball, sweat, cheering.

This is what complete youth looks like.

Thinking about it now, he didn't even have a complete youth.

He closed his eyes gently and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

This time, let me also experience what youth is like.

As the big black bull blew the whistle, he gently threw the basketball into the air, and Zhao Qiang, who was responsible for jumping the ball to fight for the ball, jumped high.

The game officially begins!