Zhou Peiqiang, who returned to the classroom again, still had uncontrollable excitement on his face. "Competing with celebrities, I only thought about it in my dreams. The key is that I can still be on TV. I don't have to brag about it myself, as long as I

Just recommend them to watch this show." Zhou Peiqiang said to Wang Xiaowei who came back with him.

"Promise!" Wang Xiaowei rolled his eyes at Zhou Peiqiang: "Do you think what Director Ye said is true? Play the whole game casually and don't stop it casually? How can you make a celebrity look awesome?"

"Do you think you're making a movie? Let's play a game and they'll go back and edit it. If it lasts 20 minutes, it's good." Zhou Peiqiang analyzed. "But tomorrow is probably an exhibition match. It's time to show your performance. It doesn't matter whether you win or lose. Let the audience

It’s important that we know each other.”

Wang Xiaowei nodded.

…

OK! Everyone dunks on my head, no fly...

There was very rhythmic music playing in the gymnasium of No. 2 Middle School in City A. At 2:30 in the afternoon, students began to enter the gymnasium one after another accompanied by the music.

The gymnasium of No. 2 Middle School in City A is not very large and has limited capacity. Many students carry stools there. Different from usual, the students who brought stools today are very happy, because bringing stools means sitting on the sidelines and away from the court.

The stars are very close and the probability of appearing in the camera is very high.

The teachers took this opportunity to hold a meeting. This was agreed upon by the program team and the leaders. The students felt uncomfortable with the teachers here, which affected the shooting effect.

In the two locker rooms, it was also the first time for the players from both sides to meet. Of course, the celebrities will not show up now. It is estimated that they will show their faces when the game is about to take place and take two shots.

When Zhao Qiang saw Wang Xiaowei and Zhou Peiqiang, he greeted him very enthusiastically: "I guess there are you two in the senior high school team. Together with Xu Rui, the strength of the four of us cannot be underestimated."

Xu Rui has been serving as a backup point guard for the school team, and his performance is quite satisfactory.

When Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived, Xu Rui walked in from the locker room door carrying a backpack.

"Hi!" Xu Rui greeted the three of them.

Looking at Xu Rui, who was fatter than when he was on the team, Zhou Peiqiang asked: "What have you experienced during this time? Have you eaten food?"

Xu Ruihan smiled, pinched the slightly visible fat on his belly, and said, "There's nothing I can do about it. All I have to do now is eat or sit. It's hard not to get fat."

"When I have nothing to do, I go to the team to practice. Those little boys are all crazy and ruthless. If I have nothing to do, I just educate them." Zhao Qiang said.

"Guess who else the program team found?" Wang Xiaowei asked.

"We can still have Liu Wei and Gou Xu from the previous school team." Zhao Qiang said.

Zhou Peiqiang said: "The top basketball players in this senior year are Gao Jian from Class 8, Liu Fahang from Class 9, Song Shangyu from Class 11 and Wang Midu from Class 19."

"Okay, ten people." Wang Xiaowei counted the number of people and said.

"The opponent's star will definitely play the main role, and there is still one more person to start." Zhou Peiqiang analyzed.

"I guess the person I fell in love with is Yu Kaisheng. Although Wu Fanfan is also quite tall, Yu Kaisheng will still play at the center position." Zhao Qiang said and looked at Zhou Peiqiang and asked: "Have you ever played against him?

? What do you think of his strength?"

"How is it? Damn!" Zhou Peiqiang said disdainfully: "A beating!"

"You tortured him?" Zhao Qiang asked in disbelief.

Zhou Peiqiang's originally disdainful expression immediately turned into a bitter look: "He abused me!"

At 2:45, the team members began to come to the court to warm up. Because the first- and second-grade high school teams had stars joining them, the number of players increased.

The energy was very high. During the warm-up, the stars only needed to shoot, regardless of whether they scored or not. They would get a burst of cheers first, and if they scored, they would get another burst of cheers.

"A bunch of white-eyed wolves!" Zhou Peiqiang, who was warming up, said angrily as he saw his classmates cheering for the stars. "We have to find a way to regain the momentum."

"That's not easy, dunk it and scare them." Zhao Qiang said with a smile.

"Yes, one dunk isn't enough. Let's take turns dunking a few of us and see how they respond." After Zhao Qiang reminded Zhou Peiqiang, he immediately started thinking.

"What's wrong, Zhou Peiqiang comes first?" Xu Rui said.

"I come first, I come first." Zhou Peiqiang caught a basketball and dribbled the ball out of the three-point line.

"Damn it, if you step back so far, if you don't dunk from the free throw line, I won't be able to handle the distance you're running." Zhao Qiang said with a smile.

Zhou Peiqiang turned around and glared at Zhao Qiang, but ignored him. He came two steps away from the top of the three-point line, took a deep breath, dribbled the ball twice to find his touch, and started sprinting.

The long run-up allowed Zhou Peiqiang to adjust his pace, and finally completed an ordinary one-handed dunk.

Just like this, the audience exclaimed in surprise.

"Why are you surprised? Isn't this an ordinary dunk?" a student said to the classmate next to him.

The person next to me said disdainfully: "I haven't seen you dunk even a single dunk."

"I'm not good at it, but it doesn't stop me from commenting that his deductions are average." The student said disapprovingly.

"You two, stop arguing, Mr. Jiang is about to respond!" said the person behind the two.

On the court, Mr. Jiang had already taken the ball to a position 45 degrees outside the three-point line, patted the ball twice, clamped the ball on his legs, and waved his arms to make the audience excited.

"They really dare to challenge!" Zhou Peiqiang said with interest as he looked at Mr. Jiang who was about to dunk.

Everyone was waiting to see what kind of dunk Mr. Jiang would have. The photographers were already in position, pushing the camera towards Mr. Jiang and the basket. Director Ye had just missed Zhou Peiqiang's dunk, and he had already begun to curse.

Jiang Fufu's body is lighter than Zhou Peiqiang, so the same ordinary one-arm dunk looks better on Jiang Fufu.

"Wow!" The audience was very excited. They witnessed their idol dunking with their own eyes. Shouldn't they be excited?

Zhou Peiqiang curled his lips: "What! They all dunk the same way, so why should they cheer for him? This is a double standard."

"Wouldn't it be over if you come up with a more awesome one if you don't have double standards?" Zhao Qiang patted Zhou Peiqiang on the shoulder and said.

If I could come, would I deduct such an ordinary one?

Of course, Zhou Peiqiang couldn't say what was in his heart. He laughed and said, "Didn't I just say one person per person? I can't steal your limelight."

Everyone could see that Zhou Peiqiang was very reluctant when he dunked, and no one said anything. Zhao Qiang moved his shoulders and prepared to go next.

A whistle came from the opposite half. Several people looked towards the opposite side and saw Wu Fanfan holding the ball and hooking them with a smile.

The members of the senior high school team were very angry with such a provocative move, and Zhao Qiang was gearing up to dunk their arrogance. But the audience did think that the idol's hook move was so cool, and the fans

He kept shouting.

"That's too much! Show them how good Zhao Qiang is." Zhou Peiqiang passed the ball to Zhao Qiang and said.

After Zhao Qiang got the ball, everyone around him dispersed, giving space to Zhao Qiang. It is obvious that Zhao Qiang is now the focus of the field, photography

The teacher quickly zoomed in on the camera.

The entire audience was very silent, waiting for Zhao Qiang's dunk.

Zhao Qiang is 1.93 meters tall and can dunk easily, but if he wants to dunk beautifully, his jumping is really a limitation for him.

Zhao Qiang is different from Zhou Peiqiang. He only came to the free throw line. After taking a step to dribble the ball, he suddenly burst into the air. His hands were like heavy hammers and he poured the ball into the frame.

Zhao Qiang's dunk was not very fast, nor did he jump very high, but the power of the dunk deeply shocked the audience.

"Fuck, gorilla dunk!" A student couldn't restrain his excitement and shouted loudly.

When Zhao Qiang landed, the ball frame was still shaking.

An excellent photographer quickly took a close-up of the ball frame.

"Awesome!" Wang Xiaowei smiled and gave Zhao Qiang a high-five.

"Let's see how they respond now?" Zhou Peiqiang also came up and high-fived Zhao Qiang.

The opponent didn't seem flustered by Zhao Qiang's dunk. Wu Fanfan took the ball and came outside the three-point line, and the audience fell silent again.

Wu Fanfan first rubbed the soles of his shoes with his hands to prevent them from slipping while running. Then he took a few deep breaths, stared at the basket, collected the ball and started running. He constantly adjusted his pace while running, and started to take steps as soon as he passed the free throw line.

He took a long stride, jumped hard, and completed a one-handed dunk that was almost the same as Mr. Jiang's.

"Tch~" Wang Xiaowei and the others found it very boring, but the response from the audience was very enthusiastic.

"Damn it! Do these people have any sense of aesthetics? Are you applauded for a dunk like this?" Zhou Peiqiang's mentality is a bit unbalanced, in this society that only cares about face.

Zhao Qiang pushed the ball into Wang Xiaowei's hands and said, "You are the one the whole team hopes will blow up the field!"

"That's right! And you see, the guys on our school team are all eager to try. If you don't do something fierce, they think they are all dunk kings." Zhou Peiqiang said.

"A big one?" Wang Xiaowei looked at the crowd and asked.

"Come on hard."

"right!"

"Okay!" Wang Xiaowei responded, ran out from the crowd, went straight to the basket, grabbed the frame with both hands and did two pull-ups.

"Isn't this guy interesting? He's doing pull-ups on the rim instead of dunking. What is he doing? Is it okay to show off his jumping?" a student said in the audience.

"No, he is showing off his arm strength."

"What are you doing? Quickly buckle it?"

"Is this person Wang Xiaowei?" Someone recognized the person hanging on the basket as Wang Xiaowei.

"The one who led our school to win the championship?" Seeing the classmate next to him nodding, the student said, "That's incredible. Now I really want to see what kind of dunk he can do?"

"Wang Xiaowei, Wang Xiaowei..." Everyone who recognized Wang Xiaowei or not all shouted in unison.

"What are you shouting for? I can't hear you clearly? Is that person famous?" A female student still didn't know what was going on. She hurriedly asked the person next to her.

"Wang Xiaowei, you don't know? He was the man who caught robbers at a barbecue a few months ago. You said he was handsome!" introduced a girl next to him.

"Oh! I remembered." The female student suddenly realized it and instantly became Wang Xiaowei's crush, shouting: "Wang Xiaowei, Wang Xiaowei..."

"This is the real awesomeness! Wang Xiaowei hasn't even dunked yet, and the audience is already excited! What if..."
Chapter completed!