Chapter 320 The Match Begins



The opposing team's cheerleaders were the first to appear.

The school across the street is called "Jiangdian," but it's not "Electronic Science and Technology," it's "Film and Media."

Full name: Jiangnan Film and Media University.

Generally speaking, media-related schools tend to have more handsome men and beautiful women.

The same applies to Jiangxi Electric Power.

If I had to say something, I could only say that the average appearance score is higher than that of students in ordinary schools.

To reach the top level.

For example, the cheerleader on the other side isn't necessarily as good-looking as Qiao Sinian from Jiang University.

Not to mention the group of first, second, and third-year students, the most beautiful girls from Jiangnan University, who were sitting in the audience.

The Jiangxi Electric Power cheerleading team's dance routine is called "Can't Hold Us".

After the dance.

He Lin led his team onto the field in a jogging manner.

The audience erupted in cheers.

It was indeed mentioned before that quite a few spectators came from Jiangnan University.

However, it is still slightly inferior to Jiangxi Electric Power, which is known as the "local strongman of Qiantang".

Upon seeing this, Lu Yibei said to Cheng Mingli:

"Luckily, we sent some people this time... otherwise, the atmosphere of battle would have been enough to give us a debuff."

Cheng Mingli scoffed: "Playing basketball is about skill, not cheering."

That's what they say.

However, playing away from home can easily prevent players with poor stress tolerance from performing at their best.

Only a group of hot-blooded idiots like Cheng Duan couldn't understand this kind of atmosphere.

Next up was the Jiangda cheerleading team, led by Qiao Sinian, who entered the stage to the tune of "One Day".

Those who are selected as cheerleaders are generally good-looking and have great figures.

Jiangnan University's overall level is indeed not as good as Jiangnan University of Electronic Science and Technology, but its best students are a few of the most outstanding.

For example, the wild Qiao Sinian and the sweet Chu Chu are no less impressive than the people from Jiangdian.

Same as Jiangxi Electric Power.

After the performance of "One Day" ended, the slender-waisted, long-legged cheerleaders all left the stage.

The basketball players from Jiangda University jogged onto the court.

The audience at Jiangnan University was smaller than that at Jiangxi University of Electronic Science and Technology, and compared to the handsome men and beautiful women at the Film and Media University, the students from these traditional schools were less outgoing, and their cheers were far less loud.

From the very beginning, they were at a disadvantage in terms of momentum.

Just as Lu Yibei was thinking this, he smiled helplessly.

"--ah--!!"

"Brother Bei! Kill them!!"

"Jiang Da is invincible! Brother Bei is invincible—!!"

"Chen Wei! Wave the sign!"

"Source God! You give me a shout too—!!"

"If Heaven had not given birth to Lu Yibei—"

A piercing, almost deafening scream erupted from the audience.

Lu Yibei: ...

It would have been better if there had been no support at all; it's so awkward I could dig a three-bedroom apartment out of my toes.

"--Shut up."

Wen Yuan quickly covered his boss's mouth from behind with a "slap".

Lu Yibei glanced at him from afar to express her gratitude.

Although there was some distance between them, Lu Yibei could still feel the warmth in Yuan Shen's eyes—don't worry about it, I'm used to it.

"Let go, let go of me."

"Everyone, take a good look! This person is a valiant member of our Ancient Style Society, only temporarily on loan—"

Taking advantage of Wen Yuan's inattention, Pan Pan shoved his hand away and continued shouting.

Wen Yuan had no choice but to cover up even more tightly.

Pan Pan: "Mmm mmm!"

She glared at Wen Yuan, as if she had something to say.

Wen Yuan relaxed slightly: "What?"

Pan Pan: "You touched my chest."

Wen Yuan remained unfazed: "You have a butt and chest."

Pan Pan: "—Hey you!"

The rest of the members of the Ancient Style Society turned their heads away and looked elsewhere.

Who is this? I don't know them at all!

This game uses FIBA ​​rules, also known as international basketball rules.

Play the whole game, divided into two halves.

Each half is divided into two quarters, for a total of four quarters, each lasting ten minutes.

There is a five-minute break between each quarter, and a fifteen-minute break at halftime.

There are three referees in total.

One was from Jiangnan University, one from Jiangnan University of Technology, and the other was a mutual friend who was free labor recruited from the neighboring sports university.

The referee blew his whistle.

The two sides jump the ball.

Jiangda's center is not as tall as the opponent's.

After taking off.

The basketball center moved to the half of the court behind him.

Jiangdian captain He Lin had just touched the ball.

*Smack*

In the blink of an eye, Qiu Cifeng's hand touched the basketball and then pressed down.

He Lin hadn't even had time to get a firm grip on it.

All I could do was watch the ball land.

When it bounced up again, it was already in Qiu Cifeng's hands.

Then Qiu Cifeng surged ahead, dashing towards the basket.

"So fast!"

Amidst the gasps of the audience, the rotation of the Jiangdian train also moved at an unusually fast pace.

Although the outside shot that tried to block Qiu Cifeng was bypassed by his quick and slow footwork, it bought the center time to get back under the basket to defend.

The opposing center, who is 1.95 meters tall and broad-shouldered, is like a wall.

Qiu Cifeng stopped abruptly, made a half-turn, and seemed to be heading to the right.

The center lunged to his right, but he returned to the left wing.

After faking out the center, Qiu Cifeng flicked his wrist and made a layup.

The basketball swished through the net!

The score on the scoreboard was now 2-0.

The basketball court was quiet.

After landing, Qiu Cifeng didn't look at the astonished center in front of him, but turned around to defend.

As he ran towards his half of the field, he pointed to He Lin, who was carrying the number 4 jersey, and said casually:

"I'll beat you to a pulp."

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