Qi Ye sighed and walked over. "Ouyang Ye can't play in the second half. Liu Ye doesn't seem to be able to take it anymore. Chen Xi is also exhausted. The three of you should take the lead."
Wang Sheng's body trembled. He was even more inexperienced than Lin Mu. Please don't let him play. He asked tentatively, "Which three are Instructor Ye talking about?"
Qi Ye did not have much hope for him. He sighed and looked at the three people sitting on the bench. "Lin Mu, Mu Chen, and Ling Jue."
Ouyang Ye turned his head to look at Ling Jue. He was also looking forward to it. "Ling Jue, are you going up?"
Ling Jue chuckled and nodded. "I'll take your place as the power forward."
Ouyang Ye smiled. He suddenly felt that it was worth it to get beaten up. As long as Ling Jue went up, he would definitely win.
Ai Zhiqi, on the other hand, was disdainful. Just now, when Ouyang Ye was beaten up, Ling Jue actually helped the people from Class A 2. She did not have a good impression of him.
Lu Yilie broke into a big smile. That was great. If Lord Jue went up, he would definitely be able to pull them back together. However, it was now 20:20...
He started to worry again. The other side was not weak either, so it would not be easy to chase them back. Sigh.
Mu Chen stood up and patted Qi Ye on the shoulder with a serious look on his face. "Instructor Ye, don't worry. With me, Mu Chen, around, I will definitely win first place in this basketball game."
"Cough, cough." Qi Ye almost choked on his own saliva. He patted him on the chest twice. "Young man, don't run with the ball in your arms. That's against the rules. Remember to dribble away."
Mu Chen frowned. "What's dribbling?"
"..." Qi Ye rolled his eyes. Why don't we let Wang Sheng play? Mu Chen doesn't seem reliable.
Ji!
The referee whistled. "The second half begins!"
Ling Jue took off her military uniform jacket and wore a military green t-shirt on the field.
On the other hand, Class A 2 felt weak when they saw Ling Jue. Wang Xiang was a little nervous. "If I knew this would happen, I wouldn't have taken revenge on Lu Yilie. Otherwise, I wouldn't have accidentally hurt Ouyang Ye and even got him replaced by Ling Jue."
Liu Hu was even more nervous. He was also beaten by Ling Jue last time. The shadow was still there. After knowing that Ling Jue was the power forward, he felt weak all over.
Mu Aonan quickly cheered them on. "Cheer up, you guys are special students. The other side doesn't even know how to play basketball! We're 20-2! As long as we hold the second half, we'll win!"
That's right!
When the boys from Class A 2 heard that, they mustered up their courage. They were strong.
Ling Jue was the only one on the other side, and he could not turn the sky upside down.
With so many eyes watching, he could not beat them up either.
They could not beat Ling Jue in a fight, but playing basketball was their specialty. How could they lose to Ling Jue?
The morale of the people increased greatly. They just needed to defend.
Ling Jue held the basketball and bounced it on the ground one by one.
The people on the other side did not dare to come over and snatch the ball. Their eyes followed the ball in Ling Jue's hand up and down.
Ling Jue looked at the people in a daze. She jumped up high and threw the ball directly toward the basket on the other side.
The people from Class A 2 were stunned. They had forgotten to intercept the ball. Instead, they watched Ling Jue throw the ball so far away. They were really curious about whether it could go in or not.
The crowd's breathing quickened. Their eyes were fixed on the basketball.
Could it get in?
The basketball slowly fell from the sky. Within a few seconds, it steadily shot into the basket.
The crowd was stunned. It had only been less than a minute since the start of the game, but Ling Jue had already shot a ball from her original position.
It was so far away!
He could actually hit it?!
Xiao Yezi stood up excitedly and shouted, "The hairstyle is in place! The temperament is noble! Let's cheer! Long live Lord Jue!"