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"Today is the match between the second class of science and the sixth class of science. Song Suqing and Xu Long are fighting for the ball in the center. They are both the school team, one is the captain, and the other is called the master, but one is only 182, and the other is 187. [-]. Faced with such a gap of five centimeters, can our Captain Song grab the key..." Zhou Liaoming, the monitor of the second class next to the scoreboard, suddenly put on a little bee and started the game commentary.

Zhou Liaoming has a dream to be an MC, so no matter what the occasion, he will never give up the opportunity to practice.

But before he finished speaking, his classmate Song Suqing became furious and scolded him: "You are a thief this week, if you slander me again, I will let Brother Che beat you."

Brother Che under the basketball hoop: "???"

Silently turn off the mobile phone that has turned on the camera mode, put it in the trouser pocket, and let it never see the sun.

The referee blew the whistle, and the basketball was thrown into the sky. Song Suqing and Xu Long jumped into the air at the same time. They jumped at the same height, but Song Suqing's hands were longer.

He slapped hard, and the ball ran towards Su Yunche.He landed steadily, and cast a frightening look at Xu Long: "Master Xu, your jumping ability is still not as good as mine."

"Don't be too happy." After Xu Ting finished speaking, he ran towards the ball.

Xu Long's dribbling speed, ball-handling ability, and field strategy have always been the best in the school team, but his shooting is almost impossible.But whether he is a forward or a defender, he can firmly control the progress of the court.

Although Song Suqing is a bit inferior, but his ability to dunk and grab the ball under the rebound, he is said to be the second in the school team, and no one dares to say the first.

Wen Jiang ran fast and ran over with all his strength, and when he grabbed the ball, he swung his arm and the ball was scored.

Su Yunche, who was close to the basketball hoop, suddenly heard a "clang" in his ear, and was startled, but seeing Song Suqing looking at him, he had no choice but to grin mechanically and applaud.

2:0

Bao Cen, No. 11 of the second class, served the ball and threw it to Song Suqing.

Song Suqing took the ball, dribbled the ball with one hand, and blocked Xu Long with the other: "Master, tell me, are we going to win this game again?"

"That's so much nonsense." Xu Ting quickly turned around, came to his other side, and intercepted the ball.

"Damn." Song Suqing cursed, "Wen Jiang goes to the backboard and intercepts Hu."

Xu Long controlled the ball all the way around people and went straight down. When he saw Wen Jiang blocking the way, he passed it directly to the player, then crossed Wen Jiang, took the ball again, made a three-step layup and scored.

Before Song Suqing ran to the battlefield, she saw that the scoreboard had changed to 2:2, and Zhou Liaoming's voice came from her ear.

"Just three minutes into the game, the two sides scored. It seems that today's game is inextricably linked."

"Twenty-eight minutes have passed, and the score is now 8:47. I didn't expect that under the leadership of our Captain Song, we would be far ahead and six points ahead of class six. It's really gratifying and a win for the class." Zhou Liaoming said Finished, took a sip of water.

The players on the field were already sweating profusely. During the rest of the field, Song Suqing took the thermos from Xia Li's arms who had been staying by the scoreboard.

Seeing the rest, Su Yunche walked over, saw the thermos and asked, "Don't you think it's hot, and you're still drinking hot water?"

"The thermos cup keeps both hot and cold." Song Suqing took a sip, and then stuffed the thermos cup into Su Yunche's arms, "It's cool, holding it can prevent heatstroke, don't take advantage of Xia Li, a fat man." After finishing speaking, ignore With contempt in Xia Li's eyes, he turned and went to the arena again.

Su Yunche hugged the thermos cup and it was really cool. He opened the lid and saw that it was full of Coke, and there were still several large ice cubes soaked in it.

Due to the large gap between the two classes, there was only the last 2 minutes left, so the sixth class sent out Ding Zigao, who was 1.9 meters tall and weighed [-].Ding Zigao can't play, but as long as he stands under the backboard, others basically can't score.

The second class serves.

After Song Suqing received the ball, she didn't get entangled with the people in the sixth class, and cooperated with Wen Jiang to send the ball to the backboard smoothly.But there are Ding Zigao and Xu Long under the rebound.

Song Suqing braked quickly outside the three-point line, and made a shooting posture. After seeing Xu Long rushing over, she turned around and avoided the dribble to enter the line.He jumped up, wanting to dunk, but suddenly realized that his eyes went dark, and he bumped into a flesh pad.

I fell a butt pier, and the ball fell into Xu Long's hands.He quickly got up to grab it, but was suddenly bumped by Xu Ting's turn and fell to the ground again.

Because Xu Long collided with Song Suqing, he couldn't hold the ball firmly. He threw it high and then fell, hitting Song Suqing's ankle heavily.

"Beep—" It's time for the first half.

Song Suqing's ankle suddenly swelled and hurt unbearably. He gritted his teeth and covered his ankle with his hands, trying to stand up but found that he couldn't do it.

Xu Long quickly squatted down and helped him: "Did you mess with your feet?"

Song Suqing gently pushed his hand away, and said lightly: "It's okay."

They are competitors now, Song Suqing has no advantages, and she is too determined to win. How could she let her opponent know that she was injured.

Su Yunche and Xia Li felt that something was wrong, so they ran over. Seeing Song Suqing's sweaty face, gritting his teeth and not speaking, they didn't say anything, and directly helped him up to sit on the seat.

Xu Long was left alone standing there doubting his life.

Su Yunche squatted down and put his right foot on his leg, his ankle was obviously swollen.So I had to take a cold thermos cup and roll it on the swollen area to reduce the swelling for him.

"You look like this, you won't be able to play in the next game, so find a substitute." Su Yunche saw that his ankle was swollen bigger than his fist, it should not just be due to the ball being thrown out, it is very likely that he twisted it from the beginning Yes, but I refrained from talking, the smash just now just made it explode completely.

Hearing what he said, Song Suqing glanced at the surrounding players, all of them were sweating profusely, feeling exhausted.Besides, Wen Jiang and Bao Cen were the only ones in the class who could watch the game.

Wen Jiang is fast and dribbles steadily, but he can't grab the ball.Bautzen is a little fat guy, he can dribble and grab the ball well, and he is deadly, but his speed is slow.And neither of them can shoot well. If he doesn't play in the next game, the possibility of losing is too great.

"...I can see my feet, I should still be able to..." Before finishing speaking, Su Yunche clearly felt the strength of Su Yunche rubbing his feet, "Ah~ it's impossible to play ball."

Su Yunche lost two points of strength in rubbing his feet, and his voice was low: "Can't find one?"

Song Suqing stared at his hair: "Yes, you."

"What?" Su Yunche looked up at him with sincere eyes, then lowered his head again, "I said, I won't."

"It's okay, if you lose it's mine, if you win it's yours." Song Suqing grabbed his hand rubbing his feet, her tone firm.

Su Yunche looked up but saw his teary eyes, pursed mouth to be cute, thought for a while: "All right, but no matter what I do, you have to admit that I was chosen by you."

"Okay." Seeing that Su Yunche didn't have a soccer jersey, Song Suqing took off hers directly, revealing her obvious eight-pack abs, and the girls around her shouted.

"If you don't have a jersey, just wear mine."

Su Yunche squinted at him: "Be careful, there are girls."

"What's wrong with the girls, I see they are happy, this is a benefit for them." After speaking, he touched his abdominal muscles, "Brother Che, look, I have been practicing for two whole months."

Su Yunche glanced at it, and said "boring." But when he turned around, he secretly touched his abdominal muscles.

Hmm... one piece.

It's time to get in shape.

His school uniform gradually went up, and his white and slender waist was slowly exposed. The two shallow waists looked very cute, and the thin butterfly bone was also very graceful.

The girl's voice became louder.

After Song Suqing put on his school uniform, she couldn't help swallowing her saliva looking at this waist: "Brother Che, you should be the one to pay attention to, your waist and back are even more beautiful than girls'."

After Su Yunche put on his clothes, he turned around and kicked him: "If you talk nonsense, you can beat yourself."

"Beep——" the intermission time is up, and everyone else is on the field one after another.

"Don't say it, don't say it, Brother Che, go quickly." Song Suqing pushed Su Yunche into the field, lest he suddenly regret it.

He was wearing Su Yunche's short-sleeved school uniform, and was supported by Xia Li when he returned to his seat, when he suddenly smelled a faint smell of washing powder. Song Suqing took a deep sniff at his sleeve: "It smells like lemons. It smells so good."

In the second half, the direction of scoring was exchanged.

Since Song Suqing guarded Xu Long in the first half, Su Yunche naturally guarded Xu Long this time.

Class [-] was serving, Su Yunche naturally stood in front of Xu Long, and opened his arms to stop him, but Xu Long's voice suddenly came from next to his ear: "Song Er, his feet are fine."

Su Yunche didn't look back, and said in a muffled voice, "He's fine." He thought that no one would call Song Suqing Song Er, because everyone called him Mr. Song.

Suddenly the ball flew towards them, Xu Taki soared into the air, caught it, and dribbled it down.Su Yunche turned around quickly and blocked his way.

Xu Long stared at him with straight eyes, suddenly increased his speed, quickly dribbled the ball between his legs, turned around neatly, broke through to the left, but was blocked by Su Yunche again.

Xu Long dribbled the ball and rushed down, but then swayed to the other side to confuse Su Yunche. He suddenly took a step back and passed the ball to the player who came to ask for the ball.

The player drove straight down and made a three-step layup.

Su Yunche watched them score, still a little out of shape.Xu Ting suddenly patted him on the shoulder: "You really don't know how to play basketball."

"I've learned it soon." Su Yunche turned his head and gave him a look, then walked towards Bao Cen.

He really didn't know much about basketball. The reason why he played in the third year of junior high school was also because he was the tallest boy in the class.But he just watched it for 10 minutes, and he got a rough idea of ​​the rules.

He hooked his fingers and motioned for Bao Cen to come over: "The No. 11 who shot just now, he shot ten shots in the first half, basically all three-step layups. Your NO.[-]..."

Seeing that he didn't know his name, Bao Cen turned around and showed Su Yunche the name behind him: "Brother Che, my name is Bao Cen."

"Well, Bautzen, you go and guard him, you are good at intercepting the ball."

"it is good."

The author has something to say: decryption

Song Suqing: 17 years old, height 182 (height of the president)

Su Yunche: 17 years old, height 180 (still growing)