After Lin Chaoxi asked this question, he felt a little stupid.
I should remember Pei Zhi's words. But...
“Don’t know the rules of basketball.”
Pei Zhi looked at her and answered her questions at the right time.
Lin Chaoxi was thinking the same thing. Pei Zhi was always the one who stepped forward. There must be a reason why he didn't do it right away.
"Oh, oh, oh." Lin Zhaoxi asked, "What should I do? If you don't understand, I'll tell you."
"It's not that complicated." Pei Zhi stood up, took something out of his pocket and put it in her hand, said hello to her, and said, "I'll go in for a minute."
Lin Zhaoxi was stunned for a moment, then looked down and replied, "Okay."
Pei is in the stands.
Lu Zhihao was confused: "What is not complicated?"
"It's not complicated to guess the rules of a basketball game and determine which division's score is wrong."
Lu Zhihao: ???
“It’s really not complicated for him.”
——
In the area of the basketball court where the dispute occurred, the teachers also began to be visibly annoyed with Zheng Tianming: "Then what are you going to do? Teacher Chen doesn't even remember that the wrong score was originally your guess. Now that I've given you this score, why are you still making a fuss?"
"I'm not making a fuss."
"Then you want the teacher to apologize to you?"
"Me!" Matt Zheng.
Chen Chu said: "Student Zheng, just accept it and consider it as us losing one point."
"You are so hypocritical!" Zheng Tianming roared.
Hearing this, Chen Chu's face looked particularly ugly.
"Referee, the students from Class 13 are too unreasonable." Chen Chu tried his best to restrain himself and turned to look at the referee.
"Referee, they just want to cheat points from us. What else do they want after they've cheated us?" The captain spoke, and the players could no longer tolerate it.
“This is too much!”
The yellow and blue jerseys were about to collide again. After the exercise, everyone was already full of blood and in the chaos, Zheng Tianming was kicked hard. But he did not fight back. In the chaos, he felt someone coming to him and holding him down.
In the midst of chaos, he took the time to look around and discovered that the transfer student had appeared beside him out of nowhere!
He and the other team stood in the front of their team, blocking the people behind. Zheng Tianming's eyes were blazing with anger, but he was restrained by the transfer student and couldn't move. Damn, how can you say you know how to fight!
But why can't he move!
The sun was so hot that it blinded my eyes, and the concrete floor seemed to be smoking. It only took a few seconds, but as he was being pushed around, Zheng Tianming felt the world around him spinning, and everything went into slow motion. He watched the referee take out the whistle, put it in his mouth, and blew it with all his strength.
A whistle suddenly blew, and all the students nearby subconsciously covered their ears.
The referee's face turned livid, and he waved his hand: "Stop, stop! If you hit me again, I'll punish you!"
The team members were persuaded and both sides stopped fighting.
Zheng Tianming was still furious. He glared at Chen Chu angrily and clenched his fists. The string in his mind was very tight, and just before it was about to break, someone patted him on the shoulder.
Looking back, he saw a pair of calm and sober eyes. The transfer student said in a gentle voice, "Don't rush. Leave it to me."
Thinking of the fight just now, Zheng Tianming subconsciously wanted to curse, but in the sunlight, Pei Zhi's eyes were a little pale, making him look even calmer. It was strange that not only him, but also the other members of their class behind him, held back.
He looked at the transfer student and was also very unhappy: "What are you doing?"
"Come and help you answer your questions."
Zheng Tianming: ...
Chen Chu was helpless: "Can you please stop dwelling on this issue? There is no point in arguing over this one point."
“It still makes sense.”
Pei Zhi's clear and peaceful voice rang out. It wasn't too loud, but strangely, it overwhelmed the restlessness here. Most people, including the teacher, were silent for a few seconds.
"Who are you?" The referee put down his whistle and looked down at Pei Zhi.
"Do we need a legitimate reason to negotiate?" Pei Zhi turned around, looked at them, and asked, "Can I say I'm a coach?"
Zheng Tianming is very dull, this is too obvious.
"Okay." He still said so.
"I'm the temporary coach of the Class 13 basketball team." Pei Zhi looked at the referee teacher seriously and leaned forward to answer.
The referee teacher had never seen such a student who didn't take him seriously. He felt a little angry at being looked down upon, but more of it was incredulous: "Play well and stop messing around. I'm going to report you to the school for punishment."
"Even if there is a punishment, there must be a reason." Pei Zhi continued the negotiation calmly.
"What excuse do you need for messing around, fighting, and disrupting the order of a basketball game?"
Pei Zhi said: "If our class is the one getting beaten, is that also called fighting?"
At this point, he glanced at a place on the side of the basketball court. Zheng Tianming found Lin Chaoxi standing on the side of the court at some point. After receiving the signal, she ran over quickly.
Her skirt was flying and her black hair was ruffled by the wind.
But after she rushed in front of them and braked, Lin Zhaoxi raised her phone and responded with equal force. She said to the referee, "It was obviously Class 1 who hit us, and we didn't fight back!"
“Who allowed you to bring cell phones?”
Lin Chaoxi held up her cell phone and ignored the words. She held up her cell phone and pressed the play button.
Although the resolution is not high, it is clear from the picture that the players of Class 13 were held back by their "coach", while the players of Class 1 rushed forward and punched directly. Even the usually humble and polite monitor Chen Chu secretly kicked Zheng Tianming in the chaos. His face was grim, which was completely inconsistent with his usual image.
After the video ended, there was dead silence on the concrete floor.
"We will be beaten and punished. Are you sure?" The girl put down her phone, straightened her back, and asked without any fear.
“Fuck!”
"The teacher is too partial!"
"Let's go complain to the principal!"
Class 13's spectators expressed their support at the appropriate time.
Faced with the evidence, the referee teacher was speechless. He took a deep breath, then calmed down, and looked coldly at the boys and girls in front of him: "It is true that only one class of students took action, but what do you want to do?"
"We just want to compete fairly and win fairly," said Lin Zhaoxi.
In the sunlight, the girl's eyes were serious and her voice was clear and pleasant. At that moment, Zheng Tianming felt as if he was struck by love.
"Yes! Honestly!"
"Have a good game!"
The players in their class roared.
Zheng Tianming applauded Lin Zhaoxi, saying his girlfriend was so cute.
Chen Chu: "We also want to compete, so we'll give you this point. Let's continue, okay?"
Pei Zhi: "It's not 'even if', the scoring teacher definitely translated it wrong."
The members of Class 1 were very annoyed: "You keep saying it was translated wrong, but do you know where it was translated wrong? Do you have any evidence? You just keep talking nonsense?"
Pei Zhi answered, "After the score was tied at 42:42, our class No. 8 made a shot worth 3 and was penalized, so the score became 42:46." Pei Zhi paused, "But after that, at 44:48, Class 1 was penalized. The free throw should have been worth 1 point, but I don't know if the teacher accidentally flipped the wrong score, or the wind blew the scoreboard, so the teacher re-read the score incorrectly, and the score became 46:48. There was some dispute on the court at the time, and everyone was paying attention to the situation on the court, so no one noticed the score problem."
There was a small-scale silence in the whole area, and everyone was stunned, especially Zheng Tianming.
He thought about the question and answer he had just had with the transfer student.
——What are you doing here?
——to help you answer questions.
Zheng Tianming was stunned. He actually came here to answer questions.
It turns out that he is a professional pretender who can even deceive people. Why didn’t I think of that!
"Wait." Chen Chu looked at Pei Zhi with a thoughtful expression, "I remember correctly what you said was wrong. I'm sorry for the argument just now, but lying is not good."
Chen Chu was thick-skinned enough and did not feel ashamed of being exposed; he still acted very politely.
"Liar?" Pei Zhi put his hands in his sweater pockets, turned slightly and looked at Chen Chu.
"I recalled that the score you said was wrong was correct."
"Then you remembered it wrong." Pei Zhi said.
"I wouldn't be wrong, I have a good memory, so you are lying."
Upon hearing their squad leader say so confidently, the players of Class 1 reached climax again.
"Damn, liar!"
"They are shameless, Class 13. Did they make an appointment to come here to scam people?"
"Our class leader has excellent grades, so he might have made a mistake. You guys can't beat us so why do we use this trick?"
"Really?" Pei Zhi was stunned for a moment, a little surprised, and said, "Actually, my memory is average."
Hearing this, Chen Chu looked at him and smiled contemptuously.
Lin Chaoxi had been standing nearby, also looking at Pei Zhi in disbelief.
My male god, you are so sarcastic...
"Since everyone has doubts, let's review the game and add up the scores. It will be clear which segment has problems and whether I lied." Pei Zhi said.
Chen Chu: "Our class's basketball game is for entertainment purposes only. There is no formal scoring and it cannot be replayed."
Pei Zhi spoke directly: "The first shot was made by Class 1, Player No. 8, it was a 2-point shot, the score was 2:0."
Pei Zhi stopped and looked at Chen Chu, meaning, you are next.
After all, Chen Chubi is still a junior high school student. No matter how good he is at acting, he will still panic for a moment when he starts fighting with real weapons.
"What are you doing? The competition only lasts for two classes. How long will it take?"
"You have a good memory, so you should be able to do it." Pei Zhi was so serious that he would not be distracted by such a trick: "Do you remember who scored the second point?"
Chen Chu: …
No one said anything, Pei Zhi looked at all the players around him and said, "Let me report it. If I'm wrong and it's not you who scored, please correct me immediately."
"Class 13, No. 15, 3 points, score 2:3; Class 13, No. 15, score 5:2; Class 1, No. 21, score 5:4..."
There was a small commotion in the beginning, but soon, the students couldn't help but calculate whether the goal was really theirs. Although someone shouted "ah" and called for a stop, they realized that it was true when their teammates reminded them, "You keep going, you keep going!"
"Class 13, No. 8, 3 points from the shot, 1 point from the free throw, 42:46..."
Finally, when Pei Zhi reported the score that had problems, Chen Chu's face had turned as dark as the bottom of a pot. Even the players in Class 1 looked at him with a little distrust.
Pei Zhi: "Then both sides scored two goals each, with No. 11 and No. 21 scoring 44:48. Then it was a penalty, with only one goal scored, so the score at that time should be..."
"Enough!" Chen Chu shouted, extremely out of control, even gritting his teeth. The students and teachers around him all frowned and looked at him suspiciously, and no one doubted what Pei Zhi said anymore.
In the face of an absolutely accurate memory, all sweet talk and flattery are useless.
Chen Chu gritted his teeth and, as if he had made up his mind, he looked up and said word by word, "It was me. I remembered it wrong."
"That's good. I was afraid that I might have miscalculated." Pei Zhi said gently.
Chen Chu immediately glared at Pei Zhi.
Although it sounded like a mockery, only Lin Chaoxi knew that Pei Zhi didn't do it on purpose. He really didn't understand the rules of the basketball game, so he was not sure and had to review it point by point.
But saying this made it sound more like she was showing off, and she was afraid that Chen Chu would commit suicide out of shame, so she decided to keep her mouth shut.
——
The score was restored and the game continued.
Although the whole argument seemed complicated, it actually took less than five minutes to sort out the situation from beginning to end after Pei Zhi left the court. However, the audience was already a little distracted from the game, and many people looked at Pei Zhi, whispering to each other and pointing and poking in low voices.
Lin Chaoxi and Pei Zhi returned to their original seats and returned the phone to him, but the eyes around them were too intense.
Lin Zhaoxi: "Do you want to pull up the hood of your sweater?"
The boy nodded and did as he was told.
Lu Zhihao swallowed his saliva and looked at them: "You two, are you working together so well?"
Pei Zhi: "Not bad, a little worse than before."
Lin Zhaoxi: What are you dissatisfied with?
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