Chapter 179 There are dirty things, no more playing



In the third period, the bell rang.



Liu Yang dragged his class flag in dejectedly from outside and passed by the aisle where three people were sitting in a row.



The three of them paid attention and kept staring at Liu Yang.



“Brother Yang is awesome.”



“Be smart and don’t lose your place.”



“Here You deserve the iced black tea you brought." Jiang Nian stuffed the iced black tea into Liu Yang's arms, "Let's talk about it, you're not asking for glory, right?"



Liu Yang was slightly speechless, holding the iced black tea.



"The points deducted are from Class 4. Do you think I dare to speak?"



"Yes." Jiang Nian patted his shoulder, "Good cadres from Class 3 are worth training."



Hearing the movement over there, Zhou Yuting withdrew her gaze.



If someone hadn’t told her during running exercises, she would never have believed it.



The man who ran like a monkey turned out to be the first in the class in mathematics and science.



Does it mean that when God closes a door, he must open a window?



Yang Qiming has been frowning since he came back from running. He saw his ex-girlfriend. An elementary school girl who was in the second grade of high school went into the cafeteria with a boy.



Seeing them talking and laughing, he stood stunned in the crowd.



Is this a fucking canteen?



It is clearly a worship service!



It was obviously a sunny noon, but it felt like it was suddenly raining heavily. In an instant, the already damp mood was submerged, like falling into the deep black sea.



What Yang Qiming is sad about is not the breakup, but the cliff-like breakup.



At least give me a reason!



Even if her mother died and she was too sad, she still wanted to study hard!



From before the last exam until now, I still don’t have an answer.



He really didn’t understand that the milk tea shop didn’t say anything outrageous at that time. Why would she get angry for no reason and then break up like a cliffhanger?



“Brother Yang, it’s time for class.” Huang Cailang reminded across Zhou Yuting, “What’s wrong with you? You seemed to have lost your soul just after you went upstairs. Could it be?”



Yang Qiming let out a long sigh and looked haggard.



“It’s her.”



Zhou Yuting was so annoyed that she felt like vomiting when she heard Brother Sadness's voice. Can you please stop being so awkward and jumping out to stab someone every now and then?



I can’t stand it, I really want it.



The third class ended with Yang Qiming sighing, and Zhou Yuting pressed her temples. I was so tired from class, and the idiot next to me kept sighing.



The teacher is giving a lecture, x=sigh.



No joke, sometimes I really want to call the police.



“Quick, quick, quick, Akaishi, take the place, take the place!”



"I got it, you want me to jump down and occupy the field, right!" Liu Yang walked out with the ball in his arms and asked by chance, "Luo Yong, are you going?"



"No, I want to play games and study the outfits."



Jiang Nian originally did not participate in these things. At most, he would join in to play a ball and leave. But if you have a mission, just hit it casually and swipe it by the way.



He stood up and left his seat, turned his head and glanced at Zhang Ningzhi again.



“I’ll go down and play some ball.”



Zhang Ningzhi stopped writing and turned to look at him.



“Oh.”



Oh?



It’s strange that the reaction is so bland, you don’t like basketball, right?



Little Heizi.



Jiang Nian lowered his head and walked around the desk to see Zhang Ningzhi’s expression. Is it Xiao Heizi? I will arrest you on the spot as soon as I find the evidence.



Zhang Ningzhi was embarrassed by him and ducked away.



He squatted down from his seat and looked up diagonally under the desk.



The black fan has exposed his flaws, let me see. However, I only saw Zhang Ningzhi’s slightly red face.



“Damn it, why did the class manager downstairs help his class occupy the space!”



“Akaishi, what’s the point of Lao Liu’s life!”



“ Look at other people’s homeroom teachers! ”



“Forget it, this field is not bad, take a step back and the sky will be brighter.”



The field is messy, with two or three balls flying in the air.



Farther away, several girls were strolling hand in hand. Or sit in rows in the flower bed next to the fitness equipment.



The sky is blue and the sun is warm in autumn.



“Bang!”



As the badminton was hung high, Wu Jungu looked up with squinted eyes.



The school uniform on his body is neat and clean, and his figure looks slim. His back was slightly hunched, and the wind blew the black hair on his head, making him look particularly depressed.



The autumn sky is clear, not far away.



Yu Zhiyi took everything into consideration, and she frowned slightly. I didn't feel distressed when I saw this scene, I just felt very tired.



It must be made clear and cannot be delayed any longer.



She thought this way, and when she turned around, a figure passed by her. The other party glanced at her, and the second thing he saw was his face, which was particularly open.



Bah, shameless!



But Jiang grew up well, and Yu Zhiyi didn’t bother to argue with him.



In addition, she was thinking about things and how she would talk to Wu Jungu later. He absentmindedly walked in another direction and soon disappeared.



Physical education class still has the same set of things: gathering, running circles, doing exercises, and disbanding.



After a set of procedures, only Ma Guojun had a little sweating, so it was not a big problem.



Jiang Nian wanted to complete tasks, so he got involved in the basketball team. Wild beasts always walk alone, but beasts do not need to abide by this law of the strong.



Several friends walked to the basketball court together, not only holding hands but also engaging in intrigues.



“Should we play half-court later? I’m not very good at dribbling.”



“Let’s shoot a few loose shots first to give my brother some face.”



< p> "I'm not good at playing, just give me some time." Li Hua plays ball every day and is not shy at all when he talks, "Fuck, byd, why are you here too?"



Jiang Nian glanced at him, and the corners of his mouth slowly raised.



“I’m not very good at fighting. Come here and run around and sweat.”



"Damn, this game is boring." Li Huasheng was helpless and threw directly, "There is something dirtier than me. If I don't tell who it is, I can't play."



Sun Zhicheng was on another court, seriously dribbling the ball under his crotch.



Generally, the first few minutes of the court are spent breaking up the ball, looking for feel, etc., with two or three balls flying together in the air.



Li Hua’s side has already begun to divide into groups. After all, they are at the first echelon level of Class Three.



It’s impossible to waste too much time on loose balls. Just throw a few and go to the toilet to brew.



Sun Zhicheng was still dribbling, and the ball was pressed down hard and bounced up again. Continuously rubbing it on his palms and fingertips, he was intoxicated by the feeling of controlling the rules of physics.



Even if he was duel with Jordan, he was not afraid.



He was quite selfless in dribbling, and Iverson would change direction at one moment. In a blink of an eye, I unknowingly arrived at the stadium next door.



Huang Cairang just threw a ball and turned to look at Sun Zhicheng. He couldn't help scratching his head and asked Lin Dong.



"Brother Dong, what is Sun Zhicheng doing?"



Lin Dong was warming up and didn't pay attention to Sun Zhicheng. He turned around and was stunned.



"Maybe he's dancing."



Sun Zhicheng has entered a mysterious and mysterious state, and his dribbling tricks are getting more and more. When others look at him, they think he is very good at fighting.



In fact, he does have the basic skills, so no one cares about him.



In a daze, Sun Zhicheng noticed Chen Yunyun walking towards him.



His body muscles suddenly stiffened, his whole body became more excited, and his dribbling became more and more proficient.



At this moment, he felt terribly strong.



Maybe, he shouldn’t be here, he should be on the NBA court!



The next second, Chen Yunyun passed him.



Like a guitar with a broken string or a kite with a broken string, the world begins to turn upside down.



The ball was out of hand, out of Sun Zhicheng’s control for the first time. The intoxicating friction disappeared, and then he watched the ball bounce hard and hit him



He made a mistake. Geniuses do not allow mistakes.



Not to mention in such a humiliating position, half-kneeling on the playground, not injured but with broken dignity.



At this moment, Sun Zhicheng felt desperate.



However, after ten seconds, there was still no movement around.



He looked up and found that he had moved to the midfield of the stadium next door. Lin Dong also started playing in a team, and no one noticed him at all.



Chen Yunyun seems to be trying to join Jiang Nian’s group, standing on the sidelines and talking.



He breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, no one saw it.



【Task: Play a basketball game, reward: Accuracy (beginner) (completed). ]



As Jiang Nian expected, the rewards were not many, so the task was quite easy to complete.



He looked down at his arm and rotated it gently, as if he wanted to find the feeling of Bu Jingyun Qilin's arm.



I shouldn’t be here, I should go to the draft.



Just kidding, it doesn’t feel 100% accurate.



He felt a little bit, if he was in a random position in the half court. If you shoot casually, the probability of hitting the net is more than 90%.



In other words, he is already a marksman in the eyes of ordinary people.



More importantly, he has the feeling that he should be able to hit anything he throws. As long as it's not something too outrageous, like throwing a straw into a milk tea cup.



Paper balls, pens, and spoons should all be thrown into the designated location from a distance.



So, what’s the use?



Hmm. Obviously, this skill has a wide range of uses, but its biggest use should be for showing off.



“How about I team up with you?”



Chen Yunyun’s words brought him back from his trance.



Form a team with a girl? Can there be a backboard?



But these were not things Jiang Nian needed to consider. He agreed to Chen Yunyun's proposal without even thinking about it.



“Okay.”



As the saying goes, with great ability comes great responsibility, Li Hua understands this truth.



If you want to be happy, then even if you don’t force yourself, you have to pretend.



Wait until you are exposed and then smile shyly, damn it (take off your clothes), I have a crush on my buddy, right? You pay so much attention to me, and you will treat me like an adulterer again (take off your pants).



What’s more, he is terrifyingly strong now.



“I’m in a separate group. For the sake of fairness, Chen Yunyun and I are paired up.” Jiang Nian shouted the most pretentious words, and there was a sudden silence on the field.



Two seconds later, the rebellious Li Hua pointed at him, and violent ridicule broke out.



“Nian, why don’t you play with Jordan if you are so good?”



“In pairs, hahaha!!”



Li Hua laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his back, half-lying on Ma Guojun, and continued to laugh.



“You and Chen Yunyun hahaha!!”



Everyone on the scene was amused by Li Hua, Jiang Nian’s arrogant expression was ridiculous.



Six minutes later.



Li Hua picked up the three-pointer that Jiang Nian had just made outside the court. He was silent for five seconds and threw the ball back.



“I am addicted to studying, you can play first.”



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