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Chapter 280 The stubborn Xixi(2/2)

It takes about an hour to finish a game.

The team of each class is composed of seven people, five starters and two substitutes.

Of course, there are also classes that don’t have enough people to gather seven people, and they have to put together a starting lineup of five people.

Unlike badminton and table tennis games, basketball games are class games after all. It would be a bit embarrassing if a class couldn't even pull out five boys.

For example, Class 8 faced Class 16 today, and they were barely able to get by with just five people.

After the first quarter started, Li Luo could see that there were probably two people on the opposite side who knew how to play basketball.

The other three could barely dribble, and their shots were all awkward. It can only be said that it was really difficult for them.

Especially this is a full-court game that requires running back and forth between the two baskets. For people with weak physical strength, running back and forth so frequently is quite torturous.

So at the end of the first quarter, after Class 8 led by a huge score of 17 to 2, Li Luo whispered something to Zhu Yufei.

In the next second quarter, the five members of Class 8 took the initiative to slow down the attacking pace, and occasionally gave way to the two brothers on the opposite side who were good at playing. Don't push too hard, so that the opponent can fight more comfortably.

On the other side, the competition between Class 1 and Class 11 is also in full swing.

Under the fierce offensive of Liu Shaowen and Xie Shuchen, Class 11, which was only half as good as Class 16, was retreating steadily.

After two quarters, the score was 32-7.

Liu Shaowen and Xie Shuchen even started secretly competing to see who could score more goals.

Every time after scoring a goal, he had to make a small move that he thought was cool, and then inadvertently glance at Ying Chanxi on the sidelines from the corner of his eye.

After seeing Ying Chanxi applauding them, the whole person couldn't help but feel refreshed. The rhythm of the subsequent attacks became stronger and stronger, and the students in Class 11 had no sense of participation at all.

From now on, it will be purely Liu Shaowen and Xie Shuchen’s personal show.

"I feel like our class is quite good." Qiao Xinyan said on the sidelines, "The score is much wider."

"Yeah." Ying Chanxi nodded indifferently, glancing at the next court from time to time. Seeing Li Luo still standing outside, he turned back again, "It's just a bit boring, completely suppressing the opponent, just looking at Liu Shaowen and the others.

He kept scoring goals.”

"This kind of game will definitely be better if it's evenly matched." Qiao Xinyan said with a smile, "I think Class 8 is pretty good."

"Then what if our class faces off against Class 8?"

"Xixi, which side are you going to support?"

When asked this kind of question, Ying Chanxi suddenly choked up and whispered with a guilty conscience: "Then, that must be supporting our class, how could I support other classes."

"What if Li Luo plays?" Qiao Xinyan asked with a smile.

"What does this have to do with him?" Ying Chanxi snorted, "I definitely still support our class."

Ying Chanxi had just finished saying this, and Xu Youyu, who was patrolling here, happened to pass by and patted Ying Chanxi on the shoulder: "Xixi, it seems that Li Luo is about to play."

"Ah? Really?" Ying Chanxi quickly turned around and saw that Li Luo had started to warm up after the intermission next door, so he immediately pulled Qiao Xinyan and walked to the next door.

"Where are you who promised to support our class?" Qiao Xinyan followed Ying Chanxi with a dumbfounded look on her face, and couldn't help but joked, "Why did you rebel as soon as Li Luo came on stage?"

"How can this be called rebellion?" Ying Chanxi insisted, "This is not a competition between our class and theirs. I just think the competition here in Class 1 is too boring and I want to change the competition."

Saying this, Ying Chanxi had already arrived at Li Luo's side.

"Eh?" Li Luo glanced at Ying Chanxi, "I haven't told you yet, why did you come here?"

"I think you're going to play?"

"Well, go up and fight for a while." Li Luo twisted his neck and moved his body, "But there shouldn't be much to see, after all, the opponent is not very powerful."

As soon as he said this, the PE teacher blew the whistle to signal the players on both sides to come on.

Ying Chanxi looked expectantly at Li Luo's back on the court. After a simple kick-off, he saw Li Luo jogging on the court. Occasionally receiving a ball, he successfully made a three-step layup and easily entered the net.

Bang bang bang!

Qiao Xinyan saw that compared with the perfunctory applause just now, there was more than one level of applause, and she laughed and shook her head.

On the other side, on the court of class one.

Liu Shaowen once again scored a handsome goal. He glanced towards the sidelines out of habit, but failed to see Ying Chanxi's figure. He was stunned for a moment.

Um?

Where is their squad leader?
Chapter completed!
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