Chapter 38 Semifinals
The first match between the two key classes ended with Class 1 winning by a large margin.
Because the score difference was so huge, the basketball game was not as discussed as the cheerleading performance.
The next day at lunch, Jiang Zhao heard people in the front row discussing that a girl from the cheerleading team did a 720-degree somersault and a split in the air on the basketball court yesterday.
Jiang Zhao pricked up his ears curiously, wanting to hear which class's cheerleading team performed such difficult moves and why they hadn't yet joined the national rhythmic gymnastics team to win glory for the country.
When she listened again, she found that they were talking about her.
Jiang Zhao: “?”
How come she doesn't know she's such a dick?
In the subsequent games, the number of spectators increased visibly at halftime.
Although there were no 720-degree turns or splits, there was always cheering from the audience every time.
Unexpectedly, at the end of the group stage, Class 1 actually qualified as the second place.
In the second round of the elimination match, Class 1 will play against Class 10, which qualified as the first place in the second group.
In Lin Chongyang's words, it was pure abuse.
Classes nine and ten are full of talented students, and their class does not have an advantage in terms of numbers.
Class 6 was luckier.
Yue Liangjie said that he didn't know why Class 9 seemed to have lost its mind when playing against their class. Several students in Class 9 rushed to shoot, but in the end they lost to Class 6 by two points.
Class 6 qualified in second place, and on Wednesday defeated the first-placed group and directly advanced to the finals.
The match between Class 1 and Class 10 is scheduled for Friday afternoon.
Everyone in the participating class must go to watch the game, and other classes can also go to watch if they are interested.
Before class on Friday afternoon, Chen Bailing came to the classroom carrying a bag of "equipment".
Jiang Zhao was doing his homework, and Chen Bailing generously spread the bag on Jiang Zhao's desk.
The pocket opened and a lipstick rolled out.
The bag is filled with a wide variety of items, including foundation, highlighter, blush, eyeliner, eye shadow, and mascara. It couldn't be more complete.
Jiang Zhao: "Is the dressing room open?"
Chen Bailing raised her chin proudly: "It's a huge investment. I promise to make you all look beautiful this afternoon."
Before the competition, several girls ran to the corridor and started studying.
Chen Bailing is a typical poor student with a lot of stationery. Although she bought a lot of them, she only put on foundation, eyebrows, eyeliner and lipstick when she was outside the school. She couldn't figure out anything more complicated than that.
Lu Qihua doesn't know how to do that at all.
Chen Huaijin is good at painting, but not at putting on makeup.
Jiang Zhao is not much better than Chen Bailing.
So a few people stared at each other, and Jiang Zhao said, "Can we finish it before halftime?"
Chen Bailing carefully drew her eyeliner in front of the mirror: "Okay."
Lu Qihua glanced at Jiang Zhao and said, "Why do I feel like the foundation has made you look yellow?"
Chen Bailing took a look and seemed to be a little bit: "Really, wash it quickly."
As a result, when I raised my head, my eyeliner came out again.
Chen Bailing wanted to wipe some off with her fingers.
It's confused.
When the game started, the four people rushed to the basketball court.
When Yang Ziwen saw them coming, he quickly came over with the bouquet and distributed it to them: "You are too slow."
Lin Chongyang followed and when he saw a few people, he bit his lip but couldn't help laughing, pointing at Chen Bailing: "Fuck, what are you drawing?"
Chen Bailing: "Get lost, you straight man with no aesthetic sense!"
Seeing that the two were about to fight, Jiang Zhao hurriedly interrupted: "What's the score?"
Lin Chongyang: “Just the beginning.”
Before he finished speaking, Team 1 scored the first goal.
The elimination round required both participating classes to come and watch. Quite a few people from other classes came as well. Half of the basketball hall was occupied, and they were already shouting as if they were going to overturn the roof of the hall.
Cheng Jinyue joined Class 6's basketball team. Since Class 6 had entered the finals, he naturally wanted to see their opponents in the finals.
But Cheng Jinyue had other thoughts.
Class 6 and Class 1 will not meet in the group stage, he has to play in the game and has not seen the cheerleading performance of Class 1.
But in just over a week, he had heard no less than ten people talk about how well the cheerleading team in Class 1 danced, and how God Jiang could do anything.
Cheng Jinyue didn't believe it.
In Cheng Jinyue's opinion, a top student is a nerd who only knows how to do exercises all day and knows nothing else.
At least that's what he's seen.
What's more, it has been a month since he transferred here. In Cheng Jinyue's eyes, Mingyuan No. 1 Middle School is simply a Gu-making room. They gather the city's, no, the province's most studious idiots together to duel, and finally make the best Gu, the idiot among nerds.
Judging from Jiang Zhao's grades, he is a top student who has become stupid because of studying too much.
They say Class 1 is so great, but they just have a filter for students who are good at studying.
His junior high school teacher was like that. The farts of the good students in the class all smelled good.
Cheng Jinyue thought nonchalantly as he sat in the stands, his eyes scanning around the basketball court.
Finally, he saw several girls running in from the entrance of the basketball court.
The girl running in front was Jiang Zhao. She took two bouquets from the boys who came towards her and stood at the edge of the basketball court.
From Cheng Jinyue's position, he could only see the girl's back.
To be honest, Class One was no match for Class Ten. Cheng Jinyue was so bored that his eyes kept drifting towards Jiang Zhao.
Unfortunately, Jiang Zhao didn't look back the whole time.
She was concentrating on the field and would even jump for joy when Class 1 scored a goal. Her ponytail brushed against the collar of her snow-white school uniform. She had a diamond hairpin on her head, which sparkled with tiny light.
Nearing halftime, Jiang Zhao didn't know what the girl next to her said to her, but she just nodded and took off her school uniform jacket.
Cheng Jinyue's eyes widened. He didn't expect Jiang Zhao to be so bold. He turned his eyes away guiltily, but couldn't help but look at the court.
In fact, it was just a slightly short vest and shorts, but under the halo of "first in the grade", Cheng Jinyue felt incredible.
incredible.
Is this what a “nerd” is?
Cheng Jinyue watched Jiang Zhao turn sideways and run past him with several other girls.
Her eyelashes were long and curled, like feathers surrounding her eyes, and she had a little bit of lipstick on her lips, which made her look stunningly beautiful.
Cheng Jinyue's gaze was so glued to him that he turned his head away.
The boy from the same class noticed: "Who is Mr. Cheng looking at?"
In the past, Cheng Jinyue would have just gotten away with it with a smile, or would have directly commented on it.
But at this moment, Cheng Jinyue's face turned red.
He remembered what Yue Liangjie said, "She likes smart people."
For a moment, I was ashamed to reveal my thoughts.
"I didn't see anything." Cheng Jinyue argued.
Fortunately, the music started at the right time, and he changed the subject: "It's started, it's started."
A group of people were more focused on watching the girls dancing than watching them play basketball, and they would exclaim from time to time.
"Can we have Class 1 come to our finals?"
"I'm dreaming."
"Is that God Jiang in front?"
"God Jiang is awesome."
"The one in the skirt is so pretty."
…
It wasn't until the music ended that the people traveling with him noticed that Cheng Jinyue hadn't said a word. Turning around and seeing Cheng Jinyue staring intently, they jokingly asked, "Young Master Cheng, are you stunned?"
I didn't expect Cheng Jinyue to come back.
Cheng Jinyue swallowed his saliva and said, "Tell me, if I go to find Jiang... and ask for her WeChat, will she give it to me?"
The person next to him looked at him suddenly, as if he had heard something outrageous, and finally said: "The Mediterranean will kill you."
Cheng Jinyue said "oh" and saw Jiang Zhao running from the side of the basketball court, then stopped in front of a boy.
The boy handed the school uniform jacket to Jiang Zhao. Jiang Zhao took it, looked up and said something, smiling happily.
The boy's number 10 jersey was the same color as Jiang Zhao's. They stood together and talked, looking like a couple.
Cheng Jinyue remembered that he seemed to play basketball quite well just now, and should be considered pretty good among the group of people in the class.
Cheng Jinyue asked the person next to him: "Who is that?"
The classmate next to him looked up and said, "You don't know Yan Shen? During the opening ceremony..." He remembered Cheng Jinyue turning around and said, "Luo Yan, the university bully who always gets first place in the exam and the top scorer in the high school entrance exam."
Cheng Jinyue finally remembered that when he looked at the results, he heard others say, "It turns out that he is not the first in Yanshen..."
He remembered Yue Liangjie telling him, "She likes smart people."
Smart?
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