Judging from the scores in the second half, there is actually no suspense. As long as the eighth team did not stand still waiting for the seven teams to shoot, they would definitely win.

Wang Xu, they have already foreseen this victory, and each one is on fire, running like a tail with a fire tormented, layups and rebounds are like two kicks and a jump It's three feet high ... and I replaced the benches one by one to practice.

The audience of Class 8 was also full of shouting. This kind of opportunity to cheer on their class in the competition was hard-won. Old Lu could use the roar to grab a place in many screams without a horn.

Class 7 was not convinced.

The game on the court was indeed not convinced, no one will give up less than the last second.

But Class 7's expression of dissatisfaction made Jiang Yan feel irritable.

All kinds of collisions, all kinds of obstructions, all kinds of small and bright movements continued, and the team fouled enough fouls in the third quarter minutes.

They don't care if they can get points now. They can't get back the points. Their goal is probably to vent their anger while disturbing the eight goals.

"I can't bear it," Lu Xiaobin always said little, but he wiped his sweat when he paused. "My thighs were hit, and I almost hit the egg. I don't want to stop."

"But we have to win clean," Wang Xu was smashed into his head by the elbow when grabbing the rebound, but still insisted on Jiang Yan's words, "They mess up, we ca n’t mess around, or we won Dirty. "

"Then bear with it," Guo Xu sighed. "Anyway, we must have won, it's less than ten minutes, and they won't have a chance if they mess up again."

"Is the boar head four times?" Jiang Yan asked.

"Um." Gu Fei answered, looking at the person over there with an unhappy expression.

"You have to seduce him again," Jiang Yan said. "Remember to seduce a foul, not your malicious foul."

"Um." Gu Fei was still upset.

"I'll tell you what to do in such a moment." Jiang Yan raised his arms and stretched his arms. He raised his arms until the people in the 7th class looked at him, and then raised his thumb to press down.

Hu Jian pointed at him immediately, and scolded something in his mouth.

Jiang Yan raised his arms over his head again, closed his heart, and twisted his body at him.

Laughter on Thursday.

"Fuck!" Hu Jian cursed so loudly that he would come over as soon as he threw his arm and was caught by the rest of their class.

"Just do this?" Wang Xu was a little confused. "Let's come together?"

"... I said when I was on the court for a while," Jiang Yan said helplessly and closed his arms. "I'm just moving now, by the way, thank you for cheering us."

"Oh!" Wang Xu suddenly realized that he patted several players next to him, then turned around and raised his arms at the people in his class and put a heart, "Quick, thank you cheerleaders in our class!"

A few people didn't know whether they were too excited or recognized Wang Xu's status as a class tyrant, but hesitated for a moment, then raised their arms together, and put a few heart shapes on the people in their class.

The eighth class people all shouted, and the other audience members were applauding.

"Dafei." Wang Xu looked at the lively Gu Fei while holding his arms.

"No." Gu Fei simply refused.

"Dafei! Is there a sense of collective honor!" Wang Xu glared at him, "Quick!"

"Mentally handicapped." Gu Fei continued to simply refuse.

"Gu Fei—" the girls in the class all shouted, "Gu Fei! Gu Fei!"

"Every brother Jiang Yan has set his heart!" Wang Xu said again.

"Do I have to slap Jiang Yan?" Gu Fei was helpless.

What a ghost, Jiang Yan! Jiang Yan, who was drinking, almost choked.

The referee whistled, and the final minutes of the game were about to start. The girls were still shouting, with a little disappointment in their voices.

Jiang Yan felt that this face Gu Fei probably wouldn't give it, turned around and walked on the field, and suddenly heard a scream of madness screaming all around, the girls across the street jumped up and shouted.

He turned his head and saw Gu Fei's arms raised above his head and placed a heart.

... Fuck, it's all crazy.

The score of Class 7 is 20 points behind, and there are still a few minutes. It is impossible to catch up anyway. So when they play, their stand is not ready to score points, but they are classmates. One bite to death.

As soon as the ball is in the eighth hand, at least two of the seventh team will be entangled in the ball. The boar head and Hu Jian are the main partners. There are no small moves, but it ’s just that you pass the ball Without coming out, it's easy for 24 seconds.

The only thing Jiang Yan can admire is the physical strength of Class 7.

In this case, only Jiang Yan and Gu Fei cooperated to attack, move quickly and pass through the tricky angle of seeing pins.

On several occasions, when Jiang Yan passed Gu Fei's pass, he missed the timing and just shot. He also nearly hit Gu Fei's head.

As soon as Gu Fei took the ball and crossed the center line, the boar head stopped in front of him.

A few steps away, Jiang Yan could see the fire erupting in the eyes of the boar's head, which had to be the size of a candle.

This is a good opportunity to use Gu Fei's technique to lure wild boar heads for fouls. There is no problem, especially wild boar heads are now holding the purpose of fouls.

"Pass!" Jiang Yan got rid of the person staring at him and rushed to Gu Fei's left and shouted.

Gu Fei glanced at him, holding the ball in both hands and slamming forward, slap the wild boar on the ball and patted it, and turned an angle.

The wild boar slaps him on the wrist with a slap.

Gu Fei's ball flew out.

Immediately following the referee's whistle sounded: "A foul by a beater! Five fouls!"

There was a roar of applause and applause all around.

The wild boar head was sent off. Wang Xu gave a high-five to each team member with a look of excitement, as if the wild boar head was beaten by him.

However, the replacement of the boar head did not extinguish the shameless arrogance of Class 7. After the replacement, the game had less than four minutes left.

The rampage headed by Hu Jian continued.

In fact, Class 7 is still hard working hard until the last second. Some teams can't catch up at a glance. The last quarter can be played like a walk.

But the momentum of Class 7 was in the wrong way.

When Hu Jian pounced on Jiang Yan several times, he always wanted to slap Hu Jian's face, and he regretted that he hadn't used the mop rod to take a meal at noon.

The opportunity came at the last minute. Hu Jian took the ball and rushed to the basket all the way. To be honest, the physical strength of class 7 is much better than class 8, probably because of more substitutes and more rest time.

Hu Jian can still rush at this moment. Their speed is already slower than when they started, let Hu Jian go straight to the basket.

Take a jump shot.

Jiang Yan calculated his take-off time and used all his powers for this jump. Hu Jian's bounce was not outstanding, not even compared to the bulky tower player like Lu Xiaobin. Out of him.

Hu Jianqiu shot and flew to the basket in the ascent.

Jiang Yan shot in the air and slapped it in front of the ball.

This slap was crisp and clear, and nothing was touched except the ball.

But this was almost like a slap in the volleyball slap. He used all his strength, and the ball went straight down, hitting Hu Jian's face that had not yet stood on his toes.

Hu Jian leaned back abruptly and sat on the ground with one butt.

"Foul!" Hu Jian shouted after stunning, "He fouled!"

The referee looked at him silently.

"Fuck your mother." Xu Xu rushed over to grab the ball, turned around and waved it to Guo Xu, the centerline.

"I'm sorry." Jiang Yan patted his shoulder and turned and ran away.

"Fuck!" Hu Jian continued yelling, "Fuck!"

Jiang Yan heard his voice quickly followed, looked back, and found that the boy was smashed out of nosebleeds, and now he was staring at him with blood.

Gu Fei made a layup over there, and there was no time left on the court. The eighth class were all shouting and clapping their hands.

Class 7 wanted to be replaced, but Hu Jian scolded him back: "What the **** is it for you! It's not dead!"

Hu Jian played with the flying nosebleed for the last half minute. When the whistle at the end of the game sounded, he slammed the ball on the ground, the ball slammed on the ground, and hit Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan's sight was not here. When he felt that there was no time to hide when the ball came over, he was thinking about **** and probably he was injured. Gu Fei stretched out his hand to block it. The ball was thrown away when it hit him.

"Fuck," Wang Xu said, pointing at Hu Jian. "What's the problem, rogues are not professional at all!"

"What's the matter with you? Really being your own boss?" Hu Jian also pointed at him, and several of the 7th class around him surrounded him, and several pairs of spitting eyes burst into flames, enough for a bonfire party.

"I'm not the boss," Wang Xu said, "our boss is Gu Fei, why are you looking for our boss?"

Several in class 7 did not speak, and stared at Gu Fei together.

Gu Fei didn't take a look there and turned away.

The people in the eighth class were so excited that no one noticed that the swords were tense on the field, all swarmed up, surrounded the team members, shouted into a ball, and immediately crowded out a few in the seventh class.

"Good job!" Lao Xu was trapped in the crowd, trying to get closer to them, "Good job! Playing with this kind of spirit! You finally learned to control yourself! Good job! I am very moved ..."

"Jiang Ye's slap is well covered!" Lao Lu's voice pressed Lao Xu's slag, leaving Jiang Yan buzzing in his ears. "This technique! He has no temper!"

"You can also teach class 7, how to face them tomorrow," Guo Xu said, "so biased."

"They can study the 4 classes I took before. I protested collectively against taking me to class!" Said Old Lu. "I like Guangming Lei Luo! Fighting also requires Guang Lei Luo. You see last year ..."

"Mr. Lu! Lao Lu! Don't always talk about fighting!" Lao Xu interrupted him and looked at the team members, "I'm proud of you! I'm proud of you!"

Jiang Yan struggled to break free from the crowd and shook his collar.

"I'm exhausted," Gu Fei squeezed out. "The physical strength of class 7 is really amazing."

"They have a lot of substitutes," Jiang Yan glanced at the excited people behind him. "What did Lao Gang just say last year?"

"Last year he fought with seniors," Gu Fei said. "It was very exciting, and then he was rushed from senior to our grade to come to class."

"... has a personality." Jiang Yan sighed.

"These days you come to school, wait for me first." Gu Fei said.

"Huh?" Jiang Yan glanced at him, and then looked over to the 7th team. The 7th team there had already dragged their chairs down, and there were only a few basketball teams standing there looking at this. side.

"The few people in Hu Jian don't care. A few students don't have much skill," Gu Fei said. "Jiangbin is the trouble."

"Who is Jiang Bin?" Jiang Yan asked.

"Wild boar head," Gu Fei said, "he is the cousin of the monkey."

"Monkey?" Jiang froze for a while, thinking about who the monkey was for a long time, suddenly speechless. "Aren't you just a family business here, why are you getting involved with the monkey?"

"Nonsense, you didn't go to other places to hang around, this is the place of monkeys." Gu Fei said.

"Isn't the monkey afraid of you?" Jiang Yan whispered.

"He didn't want to mess with me," Gu Fei stretched, "not afraid of me."

"Why?" Jiang Yan asked.

"I don't want to die." Gu Fei glanced at him.

Jiang Yan looked at him and said nothing.

"Let's go!" Wang Xu rushed to the two of them. "Go wash your face, watch the second class match later, and have a meal at night. Yi Jing said the class fee can be used."

"Public money to eat and drink?" Jiang Yan asked.

"This is normal expenditure! How did it become public funds to eat and drink, and we won the honor for the class!" Wang Xu's backboard was very straight. "The whole class agreed! There are representatives to accompany food!"

"... the more it seems to be a problem." Jiang Yan didn't hold back a smile.

"That's right, some girls want to eat with us," Wang Xu whispered, and passed a look to the girls. "I thought it was lively, so I agreed."

"False public aid." Gu Fei said.

"Fuck," Wang Xu was a little embarrassed at once, but thought about it and then dangled his neck again. "You two can also help with goals!"

"Get off," Gu Fei answered.

In fact, there is no suspense in the second class. The opponents are weak. There are no black hands like the seventh class. They are playing side by side on the ground.

"We can't beat it." Jiang Yan stood under the basket and looked at the two teams on the field.

"Um." Gu Fei answered.

"They are too average and tall," Jiang Yan covered his mouth with his hands, not wanting to let Wang Xu next to hear the discouragement. "They always play, they cooperate."

"Their class is in Liu's class, and they play it all right," Gu Fei whispered, "and they can play together."

"How!" Wang Xu held the video on the side of the phone. "I recorded some. After touching them, I have to take the exam. I have time to study their weaknesses."

"Um." Jiang Yan nodded.

"Their class is no better than our Lu Xiaobin," Wang Xu said. "I don't think you have such a tacit understanding, maybe ..."

"Don't record your voice," Gu Fei interrupted him. "When I watch the video, I'm tired of listening."

"Fuck! You're inflated now," Wang Xu glanced at him, "but understandably, I'm inflated too."

After watching the second class match, Jiang Yan felt two things. One was that he couldn't play, and the other was that the cheerleading team was really strong.

When they were ready to leave, the captain of class 2 came over.

"His name is He Zhou," Gu Fei tilted his head and said in Jiang Yan's ear, "don't yell any more."

"... Oh." Jiang Yan answered.

As soon as Wang Xu saw He Zhou coming over, he immediately greeted him, but He Zhou nodded to him and passed directly to Gu Fei.

"I'll touch you next time," he said.

"Well," Gu Fei smiled, "do you want to put water?"

"Never let it go," He Zhou smiled. "You don't need to put water ... I've waited so long and finally can fight you."

Gu Fei did not speak.

He Zhou turned to look at Jiang Yan: "You're called Jiang Yan?"

"Well," Jiang Yan nodded. "Jiang Yan."

"My name is He Zhou," He Zhou smiled, but there was a little provocation in his eyes. "Don't put it away at that time, the three-point king."

After He Zhou walked away, Wang Xu looked at his back, a little unhappy: "This kid is a smiling tiger."

"Xue Xueren is murderous," Gu Fei said, "captain."

"Fuck, eat and go!" Wang Xu waved his hand, thinking about looking back at Jiang Yan again, "You have the nickname of a three-point king? It's awesome. I am a captain without you. ? "

"You are strong." Jiang Yan gave him a thumbs up.

"I'm fart, you say, you are a three point king, what am I?" Wang Xu pointed at himself.

"The captain of the three-point king." Gu Fei and Jiang Yan spoke at the same time.

Wang Xu stared at them for a while and said: "I see you two can get the best tacit prize at the same table."

Out of school, Jiang Yan saw Gu Miao sitting on the railing of the carport at one glance. The skateboard was leaning against the railing. She was shaking one foot and stepping on the skateboard.

Jiang Yan waved at her.

Gu Miao kicked the skateboard to the ground, jumped off the railing and stepped on the board, sliding over by inertia.

"Handsome," Jiang Yan said.

"Too handsome Queen Miao Miao!" Wang Xu applauded.

A group of people praised her, Gu Miao ignored no one, and looked around them indifferently.

It's really handsome. Jiang Yan looked at Gu Miao who is like a skateboarder. Just thinking about it, Gu Miao's handsomeness was partly due to some psychological or physical problems. He felt sad again. .

"You," Gu Fei whispered near him, "get in my car soon."

"What's wrong?" Jiang Yan looked around. He didn't see the monkeys and people suspected of monkey companions appearing to escape.

"I don't want to bring girls." Gu Fei said.

"Oh." Jiang Yan responded and nodded.

Then I watched Gu Fei as soon as he couldn't even care about his sister, rushed into the shed, took the bike out, and just stepped forward.

"Gu Miao keep up!" Jiang Yan shouted, and then chased Gu Fei's car and ran a few steps.

Gu Fei didn't know how to be so afraid of the girls in the class, and the speed of pedaling was simply impossible for anyone to get up.

"Fuck! Why don't you fly!" Jiang Yan had to grab his clothes and slowed down to get over.

"You come up and fly again." Gu Fei said.

As soon as Jiang Yan sat still, he saw a shadow rushing forward from his side.

Gu Miao had already flown first, at this speed ... Jiang Ye suddenly felt that he was really taking off behind Gu Gu.

After flying with Gu Miao for half a mile, Jiang Yan heard the cell phone ringing and looked at it, it was Wang Xu.

"Hello?" He answered the phone.

"I don't know if you two are looking for a toilet!" Wang Xu shouted as he pedaled. "Do you know where to eat? You two rush so fast!"

"... Where to eat?" Jiang Yan asked.

"Our city center! That yak meat on the square! Dafei knows," said Wang Xu, "how can we have delicious food here! You can eat a Wang Er pie here!"

"Let's get it," Jiang Yan laughed. After hang up, he patted Gu Fei's back. "Hey, this pilot."

"Where?" Gu Fei asked, leaning his head, and whistled again, calling Gu Miao, who was rushing forward.

"It's the meat in the square," Jiang Yan said.

"Affirmation of the place set by Captain Wang, he likes that." Gu Fei turned a corner at the intersection.

Gu Miao leaned over and bent a hand and stretched out a hand under Jiang Yan's ass.

"Ah!" Jiang Yan was startled, and sat up straight, grabbing Gu Fei's waist, "What are you doing?"

Gu Miao grabbed the shelf in the back seat of the car and looked at him calmly before staring at the road.

"Your brother is going to be exhausted by himself," Jiang Yan said with a smile.

"She doesn't weigh like this." Gu Fei said.

"You'll be tired for a while, let me take you." Jiang Yan said.

"I always thought you wouldn't ride a bicycle." Gu Fei tilted his head.

"... I don't have a bicycle," Jiang Yan said, sighing again and thinking, "I'm too lazy to buy it."

"It's amazing. I don't bother to buy a car, but I don't bother to walk every day," Gu Fei said. "I'll take you there one day, and there's one there last time I bought wool."

"OK." Jiang Yan answered.

Neither of them talked anymore, Jiang Yan looked at Gu Fei's back, Gu Miao was cuddling beside him, which felt very comfortable, with some excitement and exhaustion after the game, and temporarily isolated from the surroundings with some embarrassment Tranquility.

However, Jiang Yan always felt that there was something wrong with his posture. It took him a long time to notice that his hand was still on Gu Fei's waist.

This discovery surprised him, but he didn't let himself give up like an electric shock. He didn't want to be shocked at first.

It's just that the palms that didn't feel much at all, after discovering this, I always feel that Gu Fei's temperature can be felt through clothes.

That's the evil. That's when Jiang Yan closed his eyes and sighed again.