The bully thought he was wearing a book

Chapter 33 Lore

Yi Huai was unstoppable, and specially caught Youshupei to clean up. After scoring the goal, he snatched back the rebound from the third class like a wolf, and Youshupei naturally followed to defend.

Yi Huai made a tough layup, and the two of them took off at the same time. You Shupei showed his housekeeping shot-blocking skills, and stretched his arms to snap back Yi Huai's ball.

Except for Qi Hangzhi, Yi Huai has never been overwhelmed by anyone. Of course, he will not let You Shupei succeed. When confronting the opponent in the air, he twisted his waist and used his forearm to fend off the obstacle with his shooting posture. , The basketball bounced off the board, and when it hit the edge of the ball, it just let off steam and fell obediently into the basket.

"He's amazing," Du Feng was amazed. "Getting rid of Youshupei's block, the strength of the rebound and shooting is well controlled, and this is estimated to be a foul by Youshupei, and we can get free throws."

"And his waist, which can be twisted in the air." Liao Zhengyi gave a "tsk" to express his praise for the flexibility of Yi Huai's waist.

He didn't know if it was his own illusion, but Qi Hang, who was not far away, seemed to have heard this sentence, turned his head and glanced at him, his expression was not very kind.

Sure enough, the referee called You Shupei a thug foul, and Qi Hang went straight to catch the ball and made it easily.

The situation in the second half was even more stalemate than in the first half. The third class saw Yi Huai's ruthlessness, and even fought to the death. He tried his best to prevent the eighth class from coming back. At the time, Class 1 was still four points behind.

Discussions rang out in the auditorium, a boy was analyzing the battle situation with his companions: "Usually the third class wins, and four points are too difficult to catch up. According to this posture, Pilot is at most two points away from losing, but it is also very good for their class." It's..."

His companion interrupted him suddenly: "Hey, God Qi scored a goal!"

Just now Du Feng and Liao Zhengyi went to double-team the little watermelon, the blind cat ran into a dead mouse, the little watermelon might be bored, but they managed to break a ball and pass it to Qi Hangzhi, Qi Hangzhi went all the way, Approaching the basket from the sideline, he could have shot directly, but who knew that Youshupei appeared out of nowhere.

You Shupei's only way to block people under the basket is to block the shot. Qi Hang calculated the take-off time, a little later than the opponent, and relied on the height difference to dunk the goal.

In this game, You Shupei failed to block two shots. He felt that his face was dull. After getting the ball, he ran to the eighth class to rebound. Qi Hang followed him closely. to 15 seconds.

The audience outside the stadium held their breath and stared intently at the movement on the field. The whole team in class three seemed to be going crazy, and a group of people surrounded Youshupei to help him break through.

They run very closely. In this situation, Class [-] can't block people, otherwise the scene will become like a group fight. Once the referee calls a foul, there is no room for recovery.

You Shupei was determined to show some limelight, and stopped moving as soon as he touched the three-point line. He took off in a chic volley, and the ball flew out of his hand.

"Don't go in, don't go in, don't go in..." Liao Zhengyi murmured.

The basketball passed the rim and flew out obliquely. After hitting the board and rebounding, it fell down due to the effect of gravity.

At this moment, all the players in Class [-] were standing under their own basket, Qi Hang went directly to the ball, and passed it to Yi Huai almost without any reaction time.

Without hesitation, Yi Huai dribbled the ball and rushed out. The electronic screen on the wall showed that there were [-] seconds left in the game.

He stared at the screen, everything around him seemed to be in slow motion, his every breath became very clear, the wind brushed by his ears, and there was the sound of chaotic footsteps behind him, it was the people from the third class who caught up .

Only the basket and the electronic screen remained in Yi Huai's eyes. He knew that someone would come to guard him soon, and the time left was not enough for him to fight.

There is no other way, let's take a gamble.

He jumped up and shot the ball as soon as he ran out of the three-point line of his own basket. When he landed, he didn't even cross the center line. The basketball flew in the air and crossed most of the court. It was an extremely long second.

With a "bang", the ball hit the basket accurately, the electronic screen flashed, and the referee blew his whistle.

Yi Huai scored a three-pointer at the buzzer from a distance, and Class Eight narrowly won by one point.

The gymnasium immediately burst into overwhelming applause and cheers. The fifth middle school's previous basketball games have never been so exciting.

Liao Zhengyi and the three of them ran over and hugged Yi Huai like crazy: "Your uncle is still your uncle!"

Yi Huai was pushed back and forth by their arms, and suddenly remembered something, broke free several arms, turned around and shouted: "Qi Hangzhi! I did what I promised you!"

The light poured down, and the half-wet jersey outlined the boy's lean and straight body line. His eyebrows and forehead hair were darkened by sweat, while the moles on his lips and earlobes were still rosy, and his beautiful eyes were shining. It actually gave Qi Hangzhi an unbelievable feeling in an instant, he was more beautiful than anyone he had ever seen.

Many years later, he may forget the basketball court in his student days, the noisy auditorium, the day of the week, and even whether he won or lost the game, but he will definitely remember Yi Huai at this moment. How exhilarating and incomparable.

"Qi Dog! Come here!"

Liao Zhengyi's voice brought Qi Hang back to his senses. He took a few steps forward, put his hand on Yi Huai, and rubbed his shoulder with his palm: "Puppy, you are very powerful."

Class [-] students ran down from the auditorium to surround the five players, jumping and jumping around them. Amidst the turbulent crowd, Qi Hang turned his head to Yi Huai's ear and asked softly, "Does your stomach hurt?"

Yi Huai was taken aback for a moment, and realized that Qi Hang was asking about Youshupei hitting his wound during the match.

"It was a little bit, but it's okay now," he said.

Qi Hang asked again: "Have you applied medicine these few days?"

Yi Huai felt that Qi Hangzhi's appearance was a bit funny, he was obviously a big devil who had no good intentions to kill him, but when he asked this question, he acted like a father worrying about his son.

He let out a "hmm", and felt that Qi Hangzhi didn't seem to be that annoying.

After the competition, there was an awards ceremony. The physical education teacher and Wen He took a lot of effort to pull Yi Huai and the five of them out of the crowd. Qi Hang went on stage as a representative and took over the trophy and certificate from the vice principal.

I heard that the vice-principal is a fan, and he was probably excited by watching the game, so he forced the microphone to Qi Hang, asking him to say a few words.

Qi Hang showed his face whenever there was any important event in the Fifth Middle School. He didn't panic at all, and calmly held the microphone, and his deep and gentle voice came out through the speaker.

Yi Huai heard those beautiful words from him, and asked Liao Zheng, "Qi Hang wrote the manuscript in advance?"

"No, with Qi Gou's brain, we can make it up now." Liao Zhengyi said lazily.

"...Achieving such a result is inseparable from the efforts of everyone in our team," Qi Hang said until the end, and his eyes fell on Yi Huai who was in the audience, "You are better than I imagined. "

The author says:

A small typo was corrected, hehe.