If possible, the players of the basketball team of the third-year high school class 9 really want to rush to Zeng Yi, Cheng Haoyu and others, pointing at their noses and squirting: "Do you dare to be more hypocritical? Are you poor in your strength? Not enough in your level? Damn it, have you ever considered our feelings? You have beaten us a hundred points and beat us out of shit! If you have poor strength and not enough in your level, then what are we? Fight against the Five Slags? Don't use this self-deprecating method to curse people!"

Ye Yang's thoughts were similar to those of the basketball team in Class 9, Grade 3.

After laughing dryly, he said, "The strength is poor? The level is not enough? Haha, you are really too modest. In the game just now, the strength and level you showed were all first-class, and you are fully qualified to join the school team and even occupy the main position!"

Ye Yang felt that he was already very sincere, and even suggested that he could make everyone in the first and third grades of high school become the main force of the school team. However, the reply he received was quite disappointing.

Zeng Yi said seriously: "Sorry, Teacher Ye, we really can't join the school team. Moreover, we didn't lie to you. Our strength and level are really not good. The game just now was entirely due to Li Sichen's magical arrangement and tactics, so that we could perform beyond our level and defeat Class 9 of Senior High School."

Although the rest of the people didn't say anything, they all nodded in unison.

"Where was the magical arrangement and tactics just now? It clearly restricted your strength and performance." Ye Yang said in a shocked look.

To be honest, in the past match, the formation and tactics shown in the third class of high school were simply the most amateur in Ye Yang's opinion. Everyone was fixedly nailed to their own positions, without cover, protection, and no cross-running position. Such formation and tactics can also be called magic? Don't joke, okay!

Zeng Yi, who is a good teacher, immediately answered: "Teacher Ye, you probably don't know yet? The formation and tactics just now seemed rigid and simple, but they contained the principles of Yin and Yang, Five Elements and Eight Trigrams. It was very magical..."

Yin and Yang and Five Elements?

Bagua produces and restrains?

Hearing Zeng Yi's words, black lines suddenly emerged on Ye Yang's forehead.

Are you kidding me? What does a basketball game have to do with Yin and Yang and Five Elements, and the generation and restraint of the gossip? Do you think this is a movie of a god and monster? I just want to believe what you said, and there will be a ghost!

Zeng Yi did not see the suspicion and disbelief in Ye Yang's expression, and was still talking endlessly. Cheng Haoyu saw it, reached out and pulled Zeng Yi, and said, "Okay, okay, just take less saliva. You said it, Teacher Ye couldn't understand."

Ye Yang's mood was so depressed, and his expression was so embarrassing.

What does it mean to spend less saliva? What does it mean to not understand? Well, although I really don’t understand the Yin and Yang Five Elements, Bagua generation and restraint, you can’t speak it in such a disgusting tone, right? After all, I am also the head coach of the school basketball team. Can’t you give me some face?

Even though he was unhappy, Ye Yang still wanted to recruit everyone in the first and third grades of high school to the school team. After all, Nanshan Middle School’s goal in the National Middle School Basketball League this year is to strive for the championship. If he can get a strong new player, he will be one point closer to the championship goal.

After looking at the members of the first and third graders who were celebrating victory, Ye Yang hesitated for a moment, and did not continue to persuade him thousands of times, but muttered in his heart: "It's okay, we can't recruit these people from the first and third graders into the school team today. I will continue tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. Liu Bei recruited Zhuge Liang and visited the cottage three times, so I can also visit the cottage three times. I believe that as long as I show enough sincerity, I will definitely be able to convince everyone from the first and third graders to join the school team! As for today, let them celebrate the victory first."

Ye Yang turned around and left the stadium and went to another place.

There are many games today, and he still has many goals to inspect. If he can meet a few more newcomers like the first and third graders of high school, then the national league champion will be able to win.

After Ye Yang left, Yan Feng also turned around and wanted to leave.

In today's game, he lost and lost, and he had no face to stay any longer.

However, he wanted to leave like this, but someone refused to let him go.

"stop!"

Seeing Yan Feng want to escape, Cheng Haoyu rushed up with a quick step and blocked his way.

“Get out of here!”

Yan Feng raised his eyebrows and shouted.

Although Cheng Haoyu has the nickname of Little Overlord in Nanshan Middle School, Yan Feng is not afraid of him.

When it comes to fighting, Yan Feng hasn't been afraid of anyone yet.

Cheng Haoyu was not afraid of him either. Not only did he not get out of the way, he also said, "What tone do you mean? Just talking to your father like this? What an unfilial son!"

"What did you say?" Yan Feng asked furiously.

Cheng Haoyu sneered and said, "After the lottery, you took a group of people to our Class 13 to provoke it. But I said personally that if our Class 13 wins, you call us all dads. What, now you want to cheat and refuse to admit your account, right? Well, as Brother Chen said, we don't want to have a son like you who has lost character. However, calling your father can be spared, but apologizing for mistakes cannot be missed! Our Class 13 cannot provoke it if you want to provoke it!"

Yan Feng, who lost the ball, was angry. When he heard Cheng Haoyu's words, the evil fire broke out in his heart.

"Damn it!" Yan Feng swears, and rushes to Cheng Haoyu with his fist. The cowardly anger he intends to suffer in the game is poured on Cheng Haoyu.

Just as his fist was about to hit Cheng Haoyu, a basketball suddenly flew over at an extremely fast speed, and a dull "bang" sounded heavily on Yan Feng's face.

Yan Feng, who was strong and strong, was smashed by the basketball and fell to the ground on the spot. When he got up, his face was covered in nosebleeds.

It was not someone else who threw the basketball out, it was Li Sichen.

He protected Cheng Haoyu behind him, looking at Yan Feng and the basketball team of Class 9 of the senior high school, and sneered: "Provocation before the game, and you still have to hit people after the game? Yan Feng, you and your players are really capable!"

Yan Feng wiped blood from his face and was about to scold him, but suddenly he heard a condemnation ringing around him.

"Yan Feng is really shameless. It's fine if he doesn't have the ability to provoke him. He even wants to hit someone after losing the ball! With that, he is so embarrassed to brag about being Rukawa Kaede Nanshan?"

"I said harsh words from my own, and I don't admit it after losing. The opponent will carry forward his style and let him admit his mistake and apologize. But he is fine. Not only does he not appreciate it, he also wants to hit others... Tsk tsk, he is so arrogant!"

"Class 9, Grade 3, really lost the game and lost people today!"

What...what's the situation?

Yan Feng and the basketball team from Class 9 of Senior High School were stunned and looked around, but found that all the audience shouted loudly at this moment: "Apology for admitting their mistakes! Apology for admitting their mistakes!" Even some students from Class 9 of Senior High School chose to turn against each other and shouted together.

Are you wrong? We are the victims, right? Not only did we lose the game, but we were also permanently nailed to the shame rack by our opponents! And we were also ours who were injured and bleeding just now by basketball. Why are you not only dissatisfied with us, but also denounced us?

Yan Feng and the people from the basketball team of the third-year high school class were completely stupid now.
Chapter completed!