Chapter 36: All's fair in war
The basketball game adopts a group-to-elimination system.
The ten classes are divided into two groups. They play within the group first, and the top two in each group will then play in the elimination round.
Before Sunday evening study, Lin Chongyang came to the classroom dragging a bag of flower bouquets.
"Why are you preparing so much?" Chen Bailing walked over and looked through the boxes. "Aren't you just buying eight?"
They went shopping but forgot to buy the bouquet, so Chen Bailing remembered the class monitor who did nothing and could not contribute to the class, and directly threw this important task to him.
Lin Chongyang said, "We're in a group with Class 2. Our chances of qualifying have gone from two-fifths to one-half. If we do qualify, we'll have to buy some more to prevent them from breaking. Then you can throw them out and make them look even more impressive."
Chen Bailing said bluntly: "Why do I feel that the qualification rate of both our classes is zero percent?"
Xiang Xingzhi said, "You are only boosting others' morale and destroying your own prestige."
Lin Chongyang nodded heavily: "Student Xiang Xingzhi is right!"
He pulled out a small package from the bottom of the plastic bag. "And I also prepared this: an inflatable stick! When other classes get the ball, we'll hit it hard and yell "Come on!" to influence them."
Jiang Zhao: "So sinister?"
"All's fair in war." Lin Chongyang was very proud.
Jiang Zhao: "So, how do you pump up this thing?"
Lin Chongyang took out a straw from his pocket and said as a matter of course, "Blow it with your mouth."
Jiang Zhao: “…”
Chen Bailing: "Go ahead and play it."
Lin Chongyang took out two inflated straws from the bottom of the plastic bag. "The store owner told me. He gave me two packs of straws. They seal automatically after you blow them up. It's quick and easy."
He held an inflatable stick: "One by one, the tigers are coming down the mountain, five people shoot, and the basket shakes."
Chen Bailing: "My opponent will probably tremble with laughter."
Jiang Zhao took a flower ball and studied it.
Luo Yan came in with two books. Jiang Zhao saw him and said, "Look, classmate, when the time comes, we will stand under the basket and blind the other side's eyes."
Lin Chongyang clenched his fist and smashed it against his other hand: "Yeah, why didn't I think of that! Otherwise, how could you two be deskmates?"
Jiang Zhao was puzzled: "What do you mean?"
"The idea of using the inflatable stick to refuel." He pointed at Luo Yan: "He came up with it, and you still say I'm treacherous. I died unjustly."
Jiang Zhao met Luo Yan's innocent gaze and said unconscionably, "Genius."
"Double standards." Lin Chongyang protested.
Chen Bailing: "I suggest you just buy eight light bulbs, so you don't have to worry about the angle."
Jiang Zhao: "Good idea. Once the call is connected, the world will focus on you."
Lin Chongyang stopped what he was doing and really began to think about the feasibility of this plan.
Chen Bailing kicked him angrily: "You don't understand what I'm saying!"
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Tuesday.
The group stage was held in two venues, one was the school basketball hall and the other was an outdoor open basketball court.
There are four games every day, two at noon and two after school in the afternoon.
During the break of the previous class, several girls ran to the girls' room to change clothes.
Jiang Zhao chose shorts, so he just had to take off his outer school pants.
Their class was assigned to the first group, and on the first day they were assigned to Class 2, and were assigned to the basketball hall in the afternoon.
As soon as the bell rang, both classes became lively. People met in the corridor and the boys started hurling insults at each other.
Like playing in the finals.
It doesn’t matter whether other classes can win or not. If the two key classes beat the other class, it’s equivalent to winning the championship.
"I'm so nervous..." said Chen Huaijin.
Jiang Zhao said: "It's okay, I danced very well at noon."
Chen Huaijin also said: "Anyway, there are only two of us, so I guess there won't be many people."
When they arrived at the basketball hall, they found that there were far more than just two classes in the hall.
Chen Bailing was shocked: "Why are there so many people?"
Jiang Zhao shook his head, not knowing why.
Lu Qihua remained calm. Chen Huaijin grabbed Jiang Zhao's arm and spoke with a trembling voice, "Are you really going to dance?"
Chen Bailing comforted: "Maybe there will be fewer people here soon."
Both teams were discussing their tactics.
Jiang Zhao saw Yue Liangjie at the edge of the court. He was standing with a group of people, probably from Class 6.
Jiang Zhao ran over: "Yue Liangjie, why are you running into our class?"
Yue Liangjie was startled and turned to see Jiang Zhao: "I think your class is not good at the competition?"
"No." Jiang Zhao said, "Where's your class?"
When he was in junior high school, Yue Liangjie was a typical "nerd".
The only difference was that Jiang Zhao was isolated by his classmates, while Yue Liangjie took the initiative to isolate the entire class.
He is even more indifferent to class activities and never participates in them.
It's not that Yue Liangjie is so diligent and hardworking that every second counts. In his words, campus activities other than studying are too boring and not worth his time.
Yue Liangjie: "In the open air, our class is playing against Class 10, with only three or four students with sports expertise in Class 10. How can we win?"
Jiang Zhao said, "It seems you think our class can win."
Yue Liangjie did think so, but seeing Jiang Zhao's smug look, he just didn't want to admit it: "I came here to see you laugh."
Jiang Zhao rolled his eyes at him and said, "Then you will be disappointed."
Lin Chongyang came over with an armful of inflatable sticks: "Come on, class representative, start knocking."
He saw Yue Liangjie and recalled, "This is Yue Liangjie from Class 6! I remember you and the class representative were classmates in junior high, right? Come on, cheer for our class! Come on, the class representative will go up and dance soon."
Yue Liangjie took it in a daze, and several classmates from Class 6 also took a few, and the group of people became a class of strong men.
After Lin Chongyang finished blowing one circle, he ran back to continue blowing new ones.
Jiang Zhao took two bouquets and stood with Chen Bailing and the others.
There are only 40 people in Class One and Class Two, and there are no students with sports specialties in both classes. On paper, their strength is undoubtedly the weakest.
Moreover, the two key classes were divided into the same group, and this was their first time competing against each other.
Classes nine and ten, which had the largest number of students and had the most talented students, were assigned to Group Two. Jiang Zhao suspected that the school was secretly making the signing.
Players from both classes were already standing in the middle of the court. The referee shouted three, two, one, start, and threw the basketball into the air.
Class 1 gets the ball.
He dribbled the ball for a while, faked a jump to deceive Class 2, and passed the ball to Luo Yan.
Jiang Zhao unconsciously clenched the bouquet, and the plastic paper made a sound like a burst, which coincided with the sound of dribbling the basketball.
Luo Yan dribbled the ball twice and made a jump shot.
The ball drew a small arc, turned half a circle at the edge of the net, and went into the net.
First score.
The sidelines were instantly boiling.
Class 2 shot under the net but missed, and Xiang Xingzhi grabbed the rebound...
Class 2 dribbled the ball, and while passing it, the ball was intercepted again...
Chen Bailing blinked: "Our class seems to be very strong?"
Jiang Zhao nodded: "It's really strong."
Chen Huaijin: "What should I do? I'm even more nervous."
Chen Bailing hugged her arms and jumped twice: "Me too."
As the first half was coming to an end, Xiang Xingzhi grabbed the rebound again.
The second squad returns to defend.
Dribble the ball to the basket and shoot.
The basketball brushed the edge of the basket and didn't go in.
Luo Yan grabbed the ball under the basket and made a shot.
The whistle sounded to end the first half.
The score was 38-27.
Jiang Zhao cheered while holding the bouquet. The girl's high ponytail bounced, her smile was bright, and there was a glint of light in her eyes.
Luo Yan withdrew his gaze.
It seems a bit dazzling.
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