Chapter 190 A Little Strong
Chapter 190 A Little Strong
Jinyuan City Experimental Middle School, the first Liangshi Construction Engineering Company Cup basketball game, the finals kicked off in the gymnasium.
In order to show the importance attached to the competition, school leaders also attended to watch.
The teachers and students of the whole school sat in the stands, and the senior ones and senior threes were divided into two distinct camps.
Although the competitions in the grades were very intense before, when it comes to the finals, they still have to support the teams in their grades with a clear attitude.
In this competition, the sophomores are pure spectators, and they don't need to cheer for which side, just watch the excitement.
Xue Qiang sat in the stands with his classmates and watched the two teams warm up on the court.
"Why is there no cheerleading performance!"
At this time, a boy expressed his dissatisfaction loudly.
Soon some students responded.
"There was a cheerleading performance in the opening game last time!"
"The first and third year of high school are too stretched, can't they even form a cheerleading team!"
"Which class was in the opening match last time?"
"It's the cheerleading team of Class [-], Grade [-]!"
At this time, Lin Beiyi stood up proudly, and said loudly: "Tomorrow our class will represent the sophomore year in the finals!"
"Does that mean we can see the cheerleading show tomorrow?" a boy asked.
"And it's even more exciting than the cheerleading last time!"
Lin Beiyi said proudly.
"Wow! I'm looking forward to tomorrow's game!"
The boys giggled loudly together.
At this time, Yang Qinglu came to the stands, walked through several rows of people, and sat down next to Xue Qiang.
"I heard that the school has assigned a subject teacher to Class Six?" Yang Qinglu asked in a low voice.
"Yeah, because I'm going to lead the Mathematical Olympiad team, so I may not have so much time for classes."
Xue Qiang nodded.
"That's fine, otherwise it would be too hard for Mr. Xue to attend six or seven classes a day." Yang Qinglu whispered.
Originally because of what happened yesterday, Yang Qinglu was worried that she would be embarrassed when talking to Xue Qiang.
But at this moment, she felt that Xue Qiang didn't seem to take what happened yesterday morning to heart, maybe he just forgot it.
This made Yang Qinglu slightly disappointed.
Could it be that he was so unattractive that even Xue Qiang didn't want to sleep when he offered to send it to his door?
"beep!"
With a clear whistle, the first game of the finals began.
Class One and Three of Senior High School played against Class Thirty of Senior High School.
From the very beginning, Class [-] of High School showed its overwhelming advantage.
Especially school team captain Ying Muhua, Xue Qiang was a little surprised when his data appeared in Xue Qiang's mind.
Yingmuhua is already at the level of a professional athlete, and there is not a big gap with the players of the Bongning team.
"It's ridiculously strong."
Xue Qiang frowned slightly.
Ying Muhua is a shooting guard, with speed, technical awareness, strength and physical fitness. Compared with other players, he is not at the same level at all.
It was just Ying Muhua's solo performance on the court. In the first quarter of the game, he scored [-] points by himself.
"Not bad."
Yan Ji, who was sitting on the main stage, nodded appreciatively.
At Ying Muhua's level, in high school competitions, it is simply a dimensionality reduction blow.
"Xue Qiang, I'll see how you guys can beat Class [-]!"
Yan Ji aimed at Xue Qiang in the stands, seeing Xue Qiang frowning, he was even more proud.
He has already begun to imagine the scene of Xue Qiang sneaking past him.
"Hmph, your limelight will belong to me, and I will be the most eye-catching person in Experimental Middle School from now on!"
Yan Ji clenched his fist subconsciously, and felt a sharp pain.
The bone that was pinched and broken by Xue Qiang last time has not yet healed.
"Mr. Xue, that Ying Muhua is a bit strong!"
Xia Jian, who was sitting behind Xue Qiang, leaned over and whispered in Xue Qiang's ear.
At this time, Xue Qiang was also watching Ying Muhua drinking water and wiping his sweat.
"It's not a bit strong, Ying Muhua is a professional athlete at all."
Deng Zhiqiu said from the side: "I heard that when he graduates from high school, he will go directly to the professional league."
"Don't be afraid, we still have the big killer Ma Zuhu!" An Fuping said.
"Ma Zuhu, you guard against him!"
Ye Chen punched Ma Zuhu who was sitting next to him with his arm.
"Um……"
Ma Zuhu also fell silent.
"What? Not confident?" Ye Chen asked again.
"No."
Ma Zuhu smiled shyly, already thinking in his mind, should he kill Ying Muhua after the game is over.
"What do you think of the freshman team?"
Xue Qiang asked.
"Weak chicken!"
Xia Jian pouted.
"I suggest that Ma Zuhu should not play in the next game, and let Ma Zuhu surprise them when they are in the third year of high school." Ye Chen said.
"The first year of high school is indeed weak." Deng Zhiqiu said.
"Um…"
Xue Qiang is already thinking about how to restrict Ying Muhua.
Although Matsu Hu is also very strong, but Matsu Hu is only strong in physical fitness.
The so-called skill industry has specialization, let Ma Zuhu fight and kill individuals, he is good at it, and it is no problem to deal with ordinary student teams.
But there is still a big gap compared with professional players like Ying Muhua.
There is still no suspense in the next game, and the massacre is one-sided.
The final score was fixed at 110 to 38.
Ying Muhua had already rested by the fourth quarter, but even so, Ying Muhua still scored 65 points.
At the end of the game, Xue Qiang was going to the office to pack his things and go home when Yan Ji stopped him.
"Is something wrong?"
Xue Qiang was too lazy to give Yan Ji any good looks.
"Did you forget? After the student competition is over, there will be a sponsor competition."
Yan Ji said: "The third young master of the Lin family will lead a team to play against our school's teacher team."
"Of course I remember, what's wrong?"
Xue Qiang has almost given up on this game, let him and a few teachers play against the league champion.
Think with your toes to know what the result will be.
"Although it's an exhibition match, you have to practice."
Yan Ji pointed to the field as he spoke.
The players of the two teams that played just now have already left, and the classmates and teachers in the stands are also leaving in an orderly manner.
Several physical education teachers patted the ball into the field.
"I will temporarily serve as the coach of the teachers' team."
Yan Ji said: "There are six physical education teachers in the physical education group, plus you represent our school's teacher team."
"Okay, got it."
Xue Qiang walked out directly.
"Teacher Xue! You didn't hear what I just said, I'll let you practice with other teachers!"
Xue Qiang's attitude ignited Yan Ji's anger again.
"No need to practice, just go straight to it!"
Xue Qiang walked forward with his back to Yan Ji, and casually dropped a word.
"Good job, Xue Qiang!"
Yan Ji was so angry that his seven orifices were about to smoke.
Ever since Yan Ji met Xue Qiang for the first time, Xue Qiang didn't pay much attention to him as the director of the teaching department.
"Too arrogant, too arrogant!"
Yan Ji clenched his fists again: "When the game is over, let me see how arrogant you are!"
"hiss!"
He sucked in a breath of cold air in pain.
He reminded Yan Ji again that his hand was hurt by Xue Qiang.
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