The second half started quickly.

Entering the third quarter, the point difference widened further and became 50:26. Class 3 already led by as much as 24 points.

The students in Class 8 were all anxious. What made matters worse was that during an attack, Zhao Yuanhao shot a shot, and Zheng Wei in the paint jumped up to compete with Feng Zikai for the rebound. As a result, his foot sprained when he landed and he fell down immediately.

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"What's going on?"

"It seems like my ankle is sprained."

"No way. We are already so far behind, and Zheng Wei still has a sprained foot. This game is even more unwatchable."

For a moment, the crowd was whispering.

On the court, Zheng Wei sat on the ground, covering his left ankle with one hand and a look of pain on his face.

Teacher Liu immediately called a timeout and came to the court to check. He saw that Zheng Wei's left ankle was slightly swollen, and he suddenly felt even more depressed.

It really rained all night when the house was leaking.

"Hey..." Teacher Liu sighed and ordered: "Hel Zheng Wei to the sidelines."

Zhou Jun and Yu Xianyong helped Zheng Wei to the sidelines. Zhao Yuanhao wanted to express some concern, but before he could speak, he heard Yu Xianyong curse: "Damn fat man, it's all your fault. If you make this ball,

, Zheng Wei doesn’t have to fight for rebounds, and he won’t sprain his feet.

Hearing this, Zhao Yuanhao was stunned.

Can this be blamed on me?

Zhuang Yu was standing not far away, and was speechless when he heard this. Fatty can be criticized for not making a goal, but this is different from Zheng Wei's sprained foot, right?

It's okay to blame Feng Zikai from Class 3, but it's a bit far-fetched to blame Fatty. It must be because Fatty didn't make the ball.

"Hmph." Zhou Jun snorted, and his words were even worse. He scolded directly: "You are such a waste."

As soon as these words came out, everyone around felt that Zhou Jun had gone too far.

Zhao Yuanhao was so angry that the fat on his face was trembling. Before he could speak, Zhuang Yu could no longer bear it. He took a step forward, stared at Zhou Jun coldly, and said: "Who are you scolding? Keep scolding if you dare."

One sentence?"

Although the relationship between the two parties was not very good before, Zhuang Yu was not a narrow-minded person, but this time Zhou Jun and Yu Xianyong went too far.

Can't stand it.

Facing Zhuang Yu's cold eyes, Zhou Jun's heart trembled for no reason and he scratched his neck, but he didn't dare to say anything.

Yu Xianyong, on the other hand, said in a sinister tone: "Hey, isn't this Zhuang Yu? You jumped out right now. Where were you when we were fighting on the field? Why are you showing off at this time?"

"Yu Xianyong, what you said makes no sense." Zhao Yuanhao couldn't bear it anymore, stood up and angrily said: "We asked Zhuang Yu to participate in the first place, who was not willing? Isn't it a bit too unnecessary for you to say that?

Losing face."

Wu Xi, Wang Hongfei, and Li Guangmao were also present about this matter, and they could not tolerate Yu Xianyong's denial. His face immediately turned red due to the blockage.

A few people were arguing when they heard Teacher Liu's voice: "That's enough. What are you doing? Do you still care about me as a teacher?"

Teacher Liu had anger on his face, glanced at several people with a stern look, and said with a straight face: "We are so far behind in the score, and you are still engaging in internal strife for me. Isn't it embarrassing enough?"

For a moment, everyone lowered their heads.

"Hmph." Teacher Liu snorted again and said: "Zheng Wei's injury was an accident. No one wants to see it. But the game is not over yet. Next..." He looked at Li Guangmao and Wang Hongfei,

There are only two substitute players, but the quality of these two people is really poor.

Once one of the two is deployed, not only will the offense be ineffective, but the defense will also become a colander.

At this moment, Yu Xianyong suddenly said: "Coach, why not let Zhuang Yu come on."

After saying that, he looked at Zhuang Yu with a joking look in his eyes, saying to himself, "Don't you like to pretend to be a big talker? Then you should do it."

Teacher Liu looked at Zhuang Yu.

I heard that Zhuang Yu can't play, but Li Guangmao and Wang Hongfei can't actually play either. Compared with them, Zhuang Yu is at least tall enough.

"Zhuang Yu."

Here, Zhao Yuanhao pulled Zhuang Yu, shook his head at Zhuang Yu, and reminded him that Yu Xianyong clearly had no good intentions and wanted him to make a fool of himself.

Giving Zhao Yuanhao a reassuring look, Zhuang Yu took a step forward and said, "Teacher, let me go. Maybe I can win."

What?

Hearing this, the fat man was stunned.

Teacher Liu also looked stunned.

Even Yu Xianyong and Zhou Jun were stunned.

What does this kid say, maybe he can win?

Are you kidding? You must have lost your mind. You still win after going through this. If you can only lose 20 points, we will have to burn it.

"It's ridiculous." Zhou Jun sneered, "You can still win? I think if I really let you go up, I'm afraid you will lose at least forty points."

"Oh, this cowhide boasts, even the cows are blown up to the sky." Yu Xianyong squeezed.

Before Zhuang Yu could say anything, Teacher Liu exploded and shouted at Zhou Jun and the others: "Shut up." He had tolerated these two people for a long time.

The two of them trembled and closed their mouths.

Teacher Liu took a deep breath and calmed down. Without asking where Zhuang Yu got the courage to say, "We can still win," he waved his hands and said, "Then go up and try. Later, you will stand on the inside and grab rebounds."

That’s it. By the way, do you know how to rebound?”

Zhuang Yu nodded: "I know."

Teacher Liu also felt tired and waved his hands tiredly: "That's it, Zhuang Yu will come up later and take Zheng Wei's place."

Zhao Yuanhao next to him was a little worried, while Zhou Jun and Yu Xianyong looked like they were gloating about the misfortune, waiting for a good show, muttering in their hearts, let's see how you make a fool of yourself.

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"beep......"

At this time the pause also ends.

Zhuang Yu was just about to go on the field when he was stopped by Teacher Liu: "Wait a minute, are you going to play in this outfit?"

Well......

Only then did Zhuang Yu realize that he was unprepared. He was wearing a black T-shirt on top and sweatpants on the bottom. He was a little embarrassed for a moment.

Teacher Liu held his forehead and suddenly felt a little regretful. He said helplessly: "Wang Hongfei, take off your jersey and give it to Zhuang Yu. You don't need to change your pants. Just put it on like this."

Zhuang Yu scratched his head in embarrassment and put Wang Hongfei's jersey on his body. The size was a little smaller, but he could still fit it.

I can only make do with it.

When Zhuang Yu walked onto the court, people on the sidelines were shocked at first, and then burst into laughter.

"Haha, what's this kid doing? He's going to be good in this outfit."

"Hey, are you here to make fun of me?"

"Even if you can't beat, don't give up on yourself. You're going to lose the game. Let's change someone to liven up the atmosphere and cheer up Class 3?"

Seeing that Zhuang Yu's outfit was obviously improvised and nondescript, people burst into laughter, and some shook their heads.

This kind of class competition is not formal, and there are not so many hard rules. In fact, you can play without wearing a jersey, but there are not many people like Zhuang Yu who do this.

Amidst the roar of laughter, all the students in Class 8 felt embarrassed. Teacher Liu could only smile bitterly. If others could do it, why should I make Zhuang Yu a strong man?

Only An Xin's eyes lit up.

"He's going to play." An Xin has been observing Zhuang Yu, and the more he looks at him, the more he feels like "that person" that day, but he can't be sure.

Just as he was about to go up and ask directly, he saw Zhuang Yu put on his jersey and walked onto the field.
Chapter completed!