Chapter 263 The Pseudo-Student's Black Moonlight Goddess 13
In the physical education class, after the physical education teacher said that they could move freely, Shen Xinran prepared to go back to the classroom.
But Feng Qianqian held her arm tightly and smiled at her, "Zixiao, Xin Zeming and the students from Class C have arranged a basketball game. Let's watch it together!"
Shen Xinran raised his hand to block the dazzling sunlight, frowning slightly: "It's too hot, I still want to go back to the classroom."
Just then, Zhuang Yan came over and said, "It's cool under the tree over there. We can watch from there."
Shen Xinran looked at Zhuang Yan with a strange look in his eyes. When did Zhuang Yan become so interested in basketball games?
But since Zhuang Yan said so, Shen Xinran no longer insisted on going back to the classroom, but followed Zhuang Yan to the tree.
The basketball game started soon, and Xin Zeming led the students of Class A in a fierce confrontation with Class C.
At the beginning of the game, Xin Zeming seemed to be at ease. With a precise shot, the basketball drew a beautiful arc and fell into the basket accurately, winning cheers from the audience on the sidelines.
But as the game progressed, the players in Class C cooperated well and had sophisticated skills, and gradually gained the upper hand.
An anxious look appeared on Xin Zeming's face. He tried to break through the siege, but the opponent's tight defense made it difficult for him to find an opportunity.
Xin Zeming could only wink at Ji Da. They had agreed to a match-fixing game so that he could score more goals! But Ji Da acted as if he didn't see anything and led the players of Class C to score one goal after another.
As the halftime whistle blew, Xin Zeming's patience ran out. He stormed towards Ji Da, gritting his teeth and demanding, "Don't forget, you took my money!"
Ji Da appeared unusually calm. He responded nonchalantly, "It's just a thousand yuan, I'll just return it to you."
After he finished speaking, he took out a thousand yuan from his trouser pocket and threw it on Xin Zeming.
This action was undoubtedly a great humiliation to Xin Zeming, causing his eyes to bulge like bulls, bloodshot with anger. "You took the money and refused to acknowledge it, you deserve to be in Class C forever!"
Ji Da didn't say anything. Instead, one of his teammates couldn't help but shout back, "What's wrong with Class C? Are we in Class C inferior to you? You still lose to us in basketball!"
The tense atmosphere quickly spread. Seeing this, the students in Class A stood behind Xin Zeming one after another, and the situation was about to break out.
At this moment, the physical education teachers on both sides intervened in time and shouted: "What are you doing? Disperse!"
Ji Da chuckled, "Teacher, someone wanted us to have a fake match, but we refused, and some people got angry!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the people watching the game around sighed.
After Ji Da finished speaking, he turned around and left with the students in Class C, leaving the students in Class A looking at each other in confusion, not knowing what to do.
One of Xin Zeming's teammates whispered, "Are our banners still up?"
Xin Zeming was furious and glared at him fiercely, "It's already like this, and you're still pulling a ghost!"
Originally, he planned to run around the playground after winning the competition and then confess his feelings to Qiao Zixiao. But now all his plans were ruined by Ji Da!
The game ended after only half a game. Shen Xinran glanced at the scorching sun and chose to return to the classroom through the grove.
To her surprise, she actually saw Zhuang Yan walking with a boy from Class C who was playing basketball outside the grove. If she was not mistaken, that boy was Ji Da, the leader of the trouble.
Zhuang Yan walked towards the classroom, his voice calm and firm: "I promised you that I would give you the skin when I get home tonight."
Ji Da replied excitedly, "Thank you, Yan Shen."
I never thought Zhuang Yan was the legendary Yan Shen. A professional substitute player with no record of defeat.
Xin Zeming gave him 2,000 yuan, but Zhuang Yan directly gave him a set of skins worth 5,000 yuan. Even a fool would know what to choose.
Shen Xinran stood in the woods, frowning. So, was it the male protagonist who was behind this? But why was he targeting Xin Zeming?
When Shen Xinran returned to the classroom, Zhuang Yan was already sitting in his seat. After she sat down, she frowned and asked, "Do you have a grudge against Xin Zeming?"
Zhuang Yan was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "Yes, because he always wants to steal my things."
Shen Xinran frowned slightly, "What did he want to steal from you?"
Zhuang Yan raised his eyes, his dark pupils sweeping across her face with a hint of a smile. "A very important thing."
Shen Xinran suddenly felt like she was being stared at by a wild beast, and she shuddered. But soon, she felt strange again. The plot didn't mention Xin Zeming stealing Zhuang Yan's things.
Except her, because she is not a thing.
Ugh, how could she scold herself?
Shen Xinran looked at Zhuang Yan with a smile, which made Zhuang Yan's heart start to beat wildly. He tried his best to stay calm and asked Shen Xinran, "Why are you looking at me?"
Shen Xinran shook his head, "Nothing."
According to the plot, the hero should confess his love to her before the final exam. Waiting for the confession. I just hope there will be no surprises this time.
When Xin Zeming returned to the classroom, he saw Shen Xinran and Zhuang Yan chatting and laughing. This scene hurt his eyes. After returning to his seat, he simply lay down on the table, thinking out of sight, out of mind.
This made the little fat boy who came in later widen his eyes in surprise. He patted Xin Zeming on the shoulder and comforted him, "Brother Ming, don't cry. It's just a loss. It's no big deal."
Xin Zeming's eyes turned red with anger. He suddenly raised his head and roared, "Who said I cried? You cried because of me. Your whole family cried."
What Xin Zeming didn't know was that he looked just like he was crying.
The students' attention was focused on him, some shaking their heads, some sighing. Losing in a rigged match was bad enough, but he was actually crying. Class A was completely humiliated by Xin Zeming.
During evening study, the head teacher came to the classroom.
She looked unhappy. "We just had a meeting and decided that our autumn sports meet will be held at the end of this month. I hope that the students will actively participate and not be called useless people with big brains but simple limbs."
When the head teacher said the last sentence, he glanced at Xin Zeming intentionally or unintentionally, obviously having heard about what happened in the physical education class.
This made Xin Zeming feel ashamed. He lowered his head, as if looking for a crack in the ground to hide himself.
After the head teacher left, Xin Zeming stood up, walked up to Zhuang Yan, and said seriously, "Zhuang Yan, do you dare to compete with me?"
Zhuang Yan raised his head from the table and asked, "What are you comparing?"
Xin Zeming took a deep breath and said, "Let's have a 5,000-meter race. The stakes are the seats at the same table with Zixiao."
Zhuang Yan answered seriously, "But who sits at the same table with Zixiao? That's Zixiao's right. We shouldn't use it as a gamble."
After Zhuang Yan finished speaking, he looked at Shen Xinran with a smile, as if asking for praise. This made Shen Xinran almost clap his hands. Looking at the level of the male protagonist's speech, he immediately surpassed Xin Zeming by eight streets.
Xin Zeming also realized that he seemed to be using him as a springboard for Zhuang Yan. He said unhappily, "Then what do you want to bet on?"
Zhuang Yan looked at Xin Zeming in deep thought for a long time.
Just when Xin Zeming thought Zhuang Yan was about to ask for an exorbitant price, Zhuang Yan smiled and said, "If you really want to gamble, then whoever loses has to admit in front of the whole school that the other person is better!"
"Is that it?" Xin Zeming was stunned.
Zhuang Yan nodded, "That's it."
Xin Zeming nodded without hesitation, "Okay, it's a deal!"
He is a sports student and long-distance running is something he trains for every day, so he is not worried at all about losing.
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