"Well, Xiaobo is good. He has always wanted to play professional football games. I'll ask you two to come here for a look. I hope my brothers can go further on the road of basketball."

Wang Yajun nodded and said.

"However, the 13th class is too weak. Their reaction speed, ball control, dribbling, passing, and cooperation between them is really vulnerable. I think we don't have to play, you can all do it."

A foreign aid.

"If Class 13 is at this level, you really don't have to play."

Wang Yajun smiled.

"Hehe, then we'll take a break!" The two foreign players said in unison.

The first quarter ended in ten minutes soon.

The result is 38:5

Obviously, the side with five points is Class 13.

In this quarter, the opponent led by 33 points.

"Good! Leading the score is a big one, our victory is just a matter of time."

Wang Yajun quickly delivered water to the team members and said happily.

"Don't be discouraged. As long as you persist in playing for two quarters, Teacher Lin will be on the court."

Ren Biao comforted his teammates and said.

Tao Yong and the others were a little discouraged, but when they saw Lin Xiaowen in the crowd, they immediately became energetic.

If you start to be embarrassed, you should be embarrassed!

After a few minutes of rest.

The second quarter starts.

"Haha! In this section, your class's score will not exceed ten."

A player in the surgical class said arrogantly.

"Hmph! Don't be too happy too early! You're so proud of it before the end of the fight."

Tao Yong glanced at the other party disdainfully.

"Just brag! There is no foreign aid, and there is no chance at all. You just try to make your score higher, otherwise you will lose too ugly. In the future, your class will be shameless in the school basketball activities!"

"Yes! Your class is at its level, hey, if I had known it, I would have changed to a stronger class. It would be really not challenging!"

"We'll let them get a little bit later, otherwise they'll lose too much. After all, everyone is alumni!"

Faced with the ridicule of the players in the surgical class, Tao Yong spat on the ground and said, "No, referee, let's start!"

The referee glanced at Tao Yong and shook his head speechlessly. The scores in the first quarter were all like this. I don’t know what they were so confident about.

To be honest, the referee is a little reluctant to watch.

There is no suspense in the ending, so there is no excitement in this game.

Next, the second quarter will begin.

I saw that the players in the surgical class dribble like flying, steal, throw, and dunk, only defeated Class 13 in a row.

In the second quarter, Class 13 didn't even score a single goal.

And the opponent's score has reached 80:5

The gap further widens!

"Oh, I haven't noticed it anymore. Class 13 will definitely lose..."

"Yes! What else is there to look good about this! Let's leave!"

"Hey, if you leave, you will definitely regret it."

"Why do you regret it?"

"The God of Football in Class 13 has not yet appeared!"

"God of Ball? Some people dare to call it God of Ball these days?"

"If you don't believe it, just see!"

The people who mention the God of Football are naturally from Class 12.

And these words soon came to Wang Yajun's ears.

When Wang Yajun heard this, he frowned slightly, "Someone overestimated his ability to call the God of Ball. Do you think he is Jordan?"

I glanced at Class 13 and couldn't tell which one was the God of Football.

"Is that guy Ren Biao the God of Football?"

In Wang Yajun's eyes, the only one who is somewhat skilled in Class 13 is Ren Biao.

"There is a ball god in their class?"

A foreign player beside Wang Yajun said in surprise.

"I don't know!" Wang Yajun shook his head.

In the third quarter, Ren Biao replaced a player and went on the court.

"Fatty, play better in this quarter, and the teacher will play in the next quarter."

Ren Biao patted Tao Yong on the shoulder and said.

"Yeah!" Tao Yong nodded in sweat and said.

The third quarter started, Ren Biao grabbed the ball and quickly scored a three-pointer.

"Second Thirteenth Class finally made a vote. Tsk, it's not easy!"

"That's luck! I almost shook it out... But Ren Biao, the captain of Class 13, did fight better than the others!"

Outside the field, there was a lot of discussion.

"Teacher, can you win back later?"

A female classmate looked at Lin Xiaowen admiringly and asked.

"It should be no problem! Their ball skills are nothing more than that!" Lin Xiaowen unscrewed the bottle cap, took a sip of the cold black tea, and said disapprovingly.

"Wow! The teacher is different, he speaks so coolly!" The female classmate suddenly became excited.

If there weren't many people here, she would have wanted to rush up, hugged Lin Xiaowen, and presented her first kiss.

"Haha, it turns out that the God of Football they are talking about is actually the tutor of their class, Teacher Lin!"

Wang Yajun observed for a while and then said with a smile.

"Teacher Lin, who?"

Two foreign players asked curiously.

Wang Yajun pointed at Lin Xiaowen from a distance and said, "It's the one who dresses very casually and stands among a group of female classmates."

"He? I'll go..."

The two foreign players suddenly had the urge to hit the wall.

"Just that taller than 1.7 meters, you can also call the God of Ball? Dunking is a problem."

A foreign aid.

"That Teacher Lin is very famous in our school and can even play goddesses. He is not as old as me. He is indeed capable, but I have never heard of him playing well."

Wang Yajun said.

"Even if it is amazing, he will never turn defeat into victory in the current situation. As long as we catch the ball and delay the time passing, we will definitely win."

Another foreign aid spoke.

"Yes! So, we're sure to win. By the way, who else do you like besides Zhou Xiaobo?"

Wang Yajun asked.

"No more, although other players are good, if you want to play professional games, Zhou Xiaobo can be shortlisted." The foreign aid replied.

Wang Yajun nodded and stopped talking.

The third section ended with the passage of time.

Score: 165 to 18

In this quarter, Class 13 got 13 points, but the other party got more points.

Under this kind of score, there is basically no need to play in the fourth quarter, and the winner has been decided.

But the game requires completeness, so the last quarter still needs to continue.

Many people are waiting for the football god in Class 13, especially the classmates in Class 12.

Other students who just knew the existence of the Ball God were also looking forward to watching.
To be continued...