On the other side, across the field.
Jiang Qinghua pointed at Jiangshan.
"This year we play dual-core."
"Two points in the front court, Li Zheng and I."
"Chen Sen can wait for the opportunity to get the ball, the oil drum has a good rebound, and Liu Yonghui can ran more."
"Last year, I was just out of luck and lost by three points."
"But with the secret weapon Li Zheng joining this year, we will deinitely win."
When everyone heard this, they were all filled with enthusiasm, and victory seemed to be in the bag.
But Jiang guided himself, and looked at the opposite side with some anxiety.
Ling Shijie was also staring back at him.
Jiang Qinghua shivered, and turned around again.
After all, he is a good student, and he is still afraid of this.
Last year, he had confronted Ling Shijie, and was hit by an elbow. The guy elbowed him in the face.
Or, leave him to Li Zheng to defend...
Let this kid suffer too.
As soon as Jiang Qinghua came up with this idea, he erased it again.
One yard goes to one yard, class victory is the first priority.
Li Zheng couldn't take Ling Shijie's style of play.
I can endure it myself.
He sighed and continued.
"This year, it's still counterpoint defense."
"I'll deal with Ling Shijie."
"Other will find their own position."
"Li Zheng, you'll deal with the guy with glasses."
Li Zheng raised his hand and said: "I haven't played the whole court. I should run a lot. My stamina can't last long. Or I will play 7 minutes in the first half and then rest. The midfielder will decide the follow-up arrangements. "
"Yes." Jiang Qinghua looked at the substitute, "Warm up at any time, and be ready to replace Li Zheng."
As he was talking, Zhang Xiaoke troted over with a big bag of drinks.
"Buy... bought..." She panted and handed the bag to Li Zheng.
"It's too slow." Li Zheng hurriedly took out a blue bottle of Red Bull, and started drinking.
Looking at Li Zheng, everyone was envious.
It is good to have a slave.
"Are you...really the main force?" Zhang Xiaoke wiped her sweat.
"Oh, your master is so strong that he is he Mitsui Shou(maybe a famous chinese basketball player) of our fourth class." Jiang Qinghua laughed. "The fault is also the same as Mitsui Shou, with middle-aged strength."
"Hahaha."
Li Zheng himself also laughed: "I'm practicing."
Zhang Xiaoke was suddenly startled: "Ah, is that person from our school?"
Following her gaze, Ling Shijie was squatting on the sidelines and chatting with people.
Everyone was too busy to look back, not daring to look at him.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Qinghua asked.
"It's him, who wandered at the gate of our school with a bunch of people... It's terrible." Zhang Xiaoke swallowed, "You guys... be careful."
The team members all panicked.
It was Jiang Qinghua, who laughed as if it were all right: "It's okay,I know Ling Shijie well, and it's not that I haven't played with him before, so leave Ling Shijie to me."
"I will wait for an opportunity to make up for it." Li Zheng said.
Liu Xin also punched his chest vigorously: "I crossed the line with Qiao Bixia, and I am not afraid of anyone on the court."
Amidst the joking, more and more students started to gathered on the sidelines.
Tang Zhifei, the team leader, brought almost all the classmates to the sidelines to cheer.
Lin Yujing stayed in the classroom to sleep because of her cold.
Li Zheng felt very sorry.
She is a big head of resilience.
I can only find a way to squeeze more juice from Zhang Xiaoke.
At 12:30, 10 minutes before the start of the game, most of the people in the two classes had gathered on the sidelines.
Many other classes that did not compete today and some people also came to watch the excitement in the first and third year of high school. Of course, Jiang Qinghua's traditional fan girl group was indispensable.
Of course, there were also a few supporters of Ling Shijie.
After all, he is still young, and it is easier to worship such barbaric strongmen when the mind is not open.
As for the other venue, because it was a battle between liberal arts classes, there were very few viewers.
No way, it is not easy for them to select 10 boys who can shoot.
Before the game started, Jiang Qinghua's fan group shouted the slogan "Jiang Shuai Jiang Shuai MVP!"
Li Zheng looked sideways, and it was the two senior girls who took the lead.
This organizational ability is very good.
You will be my important target.
As the game was about to begin, a big bald head suddenly appeared at the school gate.
"Li Zheng, come here!"
Following the voice, Qiao Sheng waved his hand vigorously with a large backpack on his back.
Li Zheng panicked.
At this time, Teacher Hu should still be in the operating room.
Could something be wrong?
He ran over quickly.
But seeing Qiao Sheng sweating profusely, he dragged Li Zheng to the sports team: "Forget about the big things... come with me."
"Is there anything bigger than Teacher Hu?"
"Chunmei's operation is complete, no problem, it's perfect, I just sneaked out to give you something." Qiao Sheng hurriedly pulled Li Zheng into the house in a panic.
In the office, two male physical education teachers have just put on their whistle, ready to go out.
Qiao Sheng immediately stopped the two of them: "Who blows the ball from Class 2 to Class 4?"
"I'm blowing," a tall and middle school teacher asked, "what's up, brother Sheng?"
"This, Li Zheng." Qiao Sheng introduced immediately, "Class 4, my brother, do you understand what I mean?"
"Understood, Brother Sheng." The tall teacher nodded tremblingly.
"Okay, let's go." Qiao Sheng sent the two away.
Li Zheng always thought that although the Sakura Lake Middle School is of average level, the school style and discipline are still acceptable, and there is no bad bully.
He was wrong.
It turns out that the bad guys are in the teacher group.
Without a word, Qiao Sheng took out a set of sports vest pants with white background and blue edges from his bag.
"The Shougang team uniform is pure and authentic. I have hidden it for several years." Qiao Sheng began to pull up Li Zheng's clothes as he said, "Lao Ma signed the name for the championship in 2015."
Li Zheng shivered.
"Don't fudge, take it off quickly." Qiao Sheng urged, "I have to go back to the hospital as soon as you change it."
"It's too expensive, Teacher Qiao."
"Expensive fart, you can buy it at will. I know someone from the club and I joined in to sign it." Qiao Sheng scolded as he looked at Li Zheng's short-sleeved school uniform, "How can my brother be so unprepared? "
"forget it."
"Still hurry? The game can start."
"..."
"..."
...
Under the pressure of Qiao Sheng, Li Zheng had to change into this uniform.
He didn't know that this was a pit that Old Li accidentally dug him.
Jijing Shougang, the most famous local basketball team, is also a traditional strong CBA team.
Now Li Zheng is wearing the No. 3 uniform.
This number belongs to Shougang's legendary foreign aid, super MVP, Stephen Marbury.
Put on such a body.
no doubt.
That's quite a shame.
Not to mention the school, even in the field, it is very shameful.
But Li Zheng had to admit.
This basketball uniform is indeed very comfortable.
I feel my body floating.
Coupled with the KD12 basketball shoes the outfit has been completed.
It's a bit too strong.
"O**K!" Qiao Sheng patted Li Zheng with satisfaction. "I'm in a hurry to go back to the hospital, so I won't watch your game."
"Well, it will be returned to you after the game."
"Fuck it, hurry up!"