In the dressing room

At the end of the first quarter, Jiang Zhe and his team were leading by six points.

After watching one quarter, the opponent's skills were not that good. Instead, he played passively and did not see any dirty moves. Jiang Zhe also seemed to be holding back, as if he was waiting for Wang Peng to play.

Jiang Zhe and his companions left the scene, drank water and discussed tactics.

"Everyone, just fight steadily like this, but you still have to pay attention to the opponent's movements and try to avoid a head-on confrontation with them..."

After Jiang Zhe finished speaking, he found that the other party did not discuss any tactics. They were all doing their own thing. Wang Peng was still leaning against him, smiling softly at Jiang Zhe.

"Damn, that smile of his makes me want to rush up and beat him up." Shan Yun patted the guardrail with both hands.

"Mr. Yun, that's not the case. We haven't fought each other in private. It was just a verbal conflict. We're competing on the court with our physical strength."

In the second quarter, Jiang Zhe continued to cooperate well with his teammates and continued to lead by eight points.

In the second half, Wang Peng finally took off his sports jacket, revealing his muscles, but not as prominent or bulky as those of athletes who have trained their muscles.

Jiang Zhe was always tense. When he saw Wang Peng taking off his clothes, and then the big guy who had been sleeping next to him took off his clothes, Jiang Zhe's face became even more serious.

Several people watched Jiang Zhe come on stage with concern.

"Your friend will suffer on the court if he continues like this," said the man in the suit.

If you are too nervous, you will easily make mistakes and fail to perform at your true level.

Wang Peng's skills are not exaggerated. Whether he is dribbling or shooting, his movements are smooth and his playing style is conventional, but his speed and reaction are different from ordinary people. If he were to practice simply like this, he would definitely be a formidable opponent.

In less than three minutes on the court, Wang Peng scored five points.

Less than halfway through the third quarter, the score was easily caught up. Jiang Zhe was asked to take a rest.

"Azhe, don't be afraid of him." Shan Yun lay on the railing and shouted at Jiang Zhe.

Jiang Zhe turned around and smiled, "I'm not afraid."

But an accident still happened. The opponent seemed to be anxious because Jiang Zhe left the court and started to attack fiercely. I don’t know whether they wanted to score points while Jiang Zhe was resting or to force Jiang Zhe to play.

Yang Xiu tried to block the ball against the big guy, but was hit lightly by him. He was knocked away and broke his knee, so he was forced to leave the court.

Jiang Zhe had no choice but to go on stage again.

Wang Peng finally smiled again and dribbled the ball to Jiang Zhe's side. "I finally waited for you. We must decide the winner today."

"Yang Xiu, how did he knock you to the ground and hurt you? Did he use some dirty tricks?"

"He didn't play dirty tricks. His muscles were very hard. It was like hitting a wall. I was directly bounced away." Yang Xiu was not that angry. Instead, he smiled and said, "I'm fine. It doesn't hurt."

As a reserve member, Chen Hui applied medicine to Yang Xiu's knee with a serious face. After hearing Yang Xiu's words, he pressed cotton dipped in disinfectant alcohol directly onto the wound.

"Suck~It hurts, can't you be a little gentler?" Yang Xiu took a breath and pushed Chen Hui's shoulder.

The other party resumed his gentle and soft technique, "Didn't you say it doesn't hurt? Why are you so hard?"

"Look, as soon as you got hurt, your friend came up with medicine. This kind of service and friendship is really enviable."

Zou Weichen looked at the audience. Chen Hui was carefully disinfecting the wound and blowing gently on it. His eyes fell back on Shan Yun's head.

"Are you jealous?"

"Huh?" Shan Yun was puzzled.

"I'm more worried about Brother Zhe. Wang Peng is coming for Brother Zhe." Yang Xiu's words interrupted the two of them, and everyone's eyes returned to the court.

The opponent seemed to be just for Wang Peng's victory, so whenever they got the ball, they passed it to Wang Peng, giving Wang Peng enough time to show off.

Jiang Zhe and his teammates grew up playing basketball together in junior high school or even elementary school, so they have a good understanding of each other. However, Wang Peng kept a close eye on Jiang Zhe, and whenever Jiang Zhe got the ball, he would try his best to block and grab it.

I have to say, the game was very exciting.

The score was always close, changing between one or two points. Wang Peng's playing style was very wild, making it difficult to defend and even more difficult to attack, and his momentum on the court became increasingly high.

Wang Peng suppressed Jiang Zhe all the time, and Jiang Zhe couldn't score at all. He dribbled the ball in his hands and stared closely at Wang Peng who was blocking in front of him.

He had no choice but to pass the ball to Zhao Xin. Zhao Xin took a few steps, and Jiang Zhe temporarily got rid of Wang Peng's surveillance and came to the basket.

As soon as Zhao Xin saw the opportunity, he immediately passed the ball to Jiang Zhe.

But Wang Peng's long legs and reaction were not to be underestimated. He immediately caught up and jumped after him.

As a brother who has known Jiang Zhe since they opened their crotch pants, Lu Dong finally couldn't help it. In order to let Jiang Zhe score, when Jiang Zhe jumped up to shoot, he jumped with Wang Peng and stood behind Jiang Zhe to block.

Jiang Zhe scored a goal.

But before he landed on the ground, he heard a sound of crashing to the ground. Lu Dong collided head-on with Wang Peng, and was bounced several meters away by the tall figure. He fell heavily to the ground with his facial features distorted, and he did not get up again.

Jiang Zhe went up the mountain to check immediately after landing. He found that his foot was sprained and his arm was rubbed raw.

Jiang Zhe called for a pause.

After Lu Dong came off the field, he smiled and said that he felt very honored to have finally stopped Wang Peng.

But the game was not over yet, and no one from Jiang Zhe's side could play, leaving only Chen Hui who had just recovered from his injury.

Jiang Zhe looked at the two people who were applying medicine in silence, and only then did the few people who were joking realize what the problem was.

"Let's admit defeat." Jiang Zhe finally said solemnly.

"How can we admit defeat? We were only a few points away. If you were still here, we would definitely win. We have persisted for so long."

"Anyway, I'm competing with them, and I don't expect to win." Jiang Zhe smiled nonchalantly.

"You saw it too. He used dirty tricks, and you wanted to defeat him. There's no point in giving up now." Yang Xiu stood up without caring about the wound.

Jiang Zhe lowered his head and suddenly said seriously: "Compared to winning or losing, I care more about my brothers."

He also thought that Wang Peng was a rare opponent except for his dirty tricks. If they couldn't decide the winner, not only would he feel it was a pity, but the knot of wanting to compete with Basketball Hong would never be untied.

"I allow you to arrange anyone to play at will." Wang Peng walked over and looked down on the few people with pride and contempt.

But who else could go on stage? Everyone looked around at the people present.

Shan Yun pursed his lips, grasped his right arm with his left hand, and lowered his head, as if he was fighting fiercely. He moved slightly, took a deep breath, and prepared to get up.

"I……"

"I can!"

The moment Zou Weichen was about to stand up, he raised his hand, pressed his shoulder, and stood up.

Zou Weichen stood up.

Shan Yun raised his eyes in surprise.

Everyone had an expression of surprise.

"I think Brother Chen is capable." Yang Xiu was the first to speak up. Yang Xiu had a good relationship with Jiang Zhe and trusted everyone Jiang Zhe knew.

Jiang Zhe also nodded. He had seen Zou Weichen pass the basketball last time, and he had also seen Zou Weichen's fighting ability, plus the other party ran every day.

Zou Weichen is Jiang Zhe's elder brother whom he respects from the bottom of his heart.

Zhao Xin sat on the bench, patting the ball, his eyes fixed on the obedient basketball in his hands. He even ignored the water that Yang Xiujun gave him.

"Hey, are you okay?" Wang Peng smiled, his eyes locked on Zou Weichen, "Can you still play basketball? Don't fall apart when you get hit."

Zou Weichen has gained some weight due to the bed sheet, but compared to those who play basketball, he is still a little thin.

"We can't beat you, but basketball is all about teamwork. As long as we have tacit understanding, we will win."

"You're being quite arrogant." Wang Peng glanced at him and turned to his teammates behind him, "Jiang Zhe, and him as well." He pointed at Zou Weichen and said, "I'll take charge."

After Wang Peng finished speaking, he turned around, took a few steps, intercepted the ball from a teammate who was practicing on the court, raised his hand and threw the ball, which drew a beautiful arc and went steadily into the basket.

"Lu Dong, can you lend me your clothes?"

Shan Yun withdrew his gaze from Wang Peng’s arrogant look and gently tugged at the corner of Zou Weichen’s clothes.

He knew that Wang Peng was not just talking, he would really take action.

Zou Weichen lowered his head and smiled at him, "We are brothers." Then he took out the mobile phone from his pocket and put it in Shan Yun's hand.

"I have a spare set." Jiang Zhe said as he opened his backpack and handed the clothes to Zou Weichen.

Zou Weichen held onto the railing, jumped down and went to change his clothes.

Shan Yun followed without saying a word.

"I said, he is not just talking, you have seen his strength." Shan Yun followed Zou Weichen into the dressing room, "You still said harsh words to provoke him."

"What if you get into a physical confrontation with him and get your hands or feet hurt?"

"Are you worried about me?" Zou Weichen put down his clothes, suddenly stood up straight, stood in front of Shan Yun, and walked forward step by step.

"I……"

Shan Yun didn't know why Zou Weichen, who usually would blush when he teased him, was so aggressive now. He was speechless for a moment, and could only step back as he watched the other party approaching step by step with a burning gaze.

He knew he couldn't be stage-frightened. The man in front of him was just pretending to be strong. If he teased him back, he would be frightened.

Shan Yun looked directly at Zou Weichen, "Can't I be worried?"

Zou Weichen smiled, turned around and took off his coat.

"You said you were afraid of getting injured while playing basketball and affecting your movements." Shan Yun remembered that Zou Weichen had told him that the reason he did not agree to Jiang Zhe joining the basketball team was that he wanted to concentrate on his studies and did not want injuries to affect his studies.

"You forgot that now that you've graduated, you don't have to study anymore and it won't affect me in any way. Don't worry, I'll be fine." Zou Weichen turned around and rubbed Shan Yun's hair.

Shan Yun muttered, "Don't rub it, the shape is ruined."

"Then why don't you go back?"

"Can't I wait for you?"

"It's not impossible." Zou Weichen said as he raised his hand and took off his clothes.

Shan Yun couldn't believe that Zou Weichen took off his clothes in front of him like that. Although his weight-gain plan had produced significant results during this period, Zou Weichen was indeed a little fatter than when they first met, with a little more flesh on his face, and he looked even more handsome.

He was just right at this time.

His body curves were very good, not too much or too little fat. His abdominal muscles were faintly visible, unlike those of the people playing basketball outside, where the faintly visible muscles were more attractive and made people's blood boil.

Shan Yun couldn't help swallowing.

"Hey, what's going on..." Shan Yun's vision suddenly went dark.