You're dumping me, huh? Fine, then I'll just pick up the school beauty and make her my wif

This reaction immediately amused everyone around; anyone who didn't laugh could basically be diagnosed with depression.

"What? Is Brother Yang scared?"

Jiang Che stopped and looked at him with a half-smile. "Weren't you just clamoring for me to come? Now that I'm here, you're unhappy?"

Zhang Yang's face turned pale and then red.

He was genuinely afraid of Jiang Che. After all, the trauma of having his wrist crushed last time hadn't faded yet. How could he not be afraid when he saw Jiang Che now?

But men are creatures of nature; when there are girls around, their pride usually trumps their reason.

"Who...who's afraid of you?"

Zhang Yang forced himself to straighten his back, forcing a defiant snort, "I just wasn't sitting properly! Besides, so what if you came? You're destined to lose this game! The score is already more than ten points ahead. If you can turn it around, I'll call you daddy!"

"No, I don't have a son as stupid as you. You should see who here is willing to be your father. I'll give you up for adoption."

After saying this, Jiang Che ignored Zhang Yang's angry glare and walked straight to the sidelines, taking off his school uniform jacket and casually tossing it to the sports committee member.

Although it is winter, he has never liked to wear many clothes, so he was only wearing a thin white long T-shirt underneath, which outlined his lean and strong figure.

"Let's attack down here, I'll go."

Jiang Che stretched his wrists and ankles while shouting something to the crowd.

The original main attacker had long been defeated and was relieved upon hearing this. He quickly slipped off the court to make room for Jiang Che.

Seeing Jiang Che enter the arena, Wang Kai regained his fighting spirit, and the tension in his body immediately relaxed. He jokingly said with a smile, "You finally made it, kid. Not bad, you didn't disappoint your dad."

Jiang Che rolled his eyes at him. "What else could we do but come? Let Class Seven beat you all up? What about my reputation then?"

After Jiang Che took his position, the referee blew his whistle to signal the game to continue.

After receiving the ball, the server from Class 7 came to the baseline. He twirled the volleyball in his hand and glanced at Jiang Che provocatively.

"Bang!"

Once the opportunity was right, the man suddenly threw the ball into the air, took a running start, jumped, and slammed his palm hard onto the surface of the ball.

It's still the same old move—a powerful jump serve.

The ball speed was extremely fast due to the powerful jump serve, and the player deliberately used some force to make the ball spin, drawing a curve in the air and heading straight for the back corner of the court.

The onlookers held their breath.

If it were the main attacker from before, they definitely wouldn't have been able to catch that ball.

Wang Kai stood in midfield watching the ball fly by, more nervous than anyone else, almost as if he were the one to fly over and catch it.

Just before the ball was about to hit the ground, a white figure moved.

Jiang Che pushed off with his feet, instantly shifting his body two steps backward, his arms coming together and firmly bracing himself in front of him.

"Snapped!"

A crisp sound—

The volleyball, which was originally powerful and heavy, seemed to have hit cotton, and its force was completely dissipated.

The ball was then lifted high by the reaction force, drawing a perfect parabola in the air and landing right above Wang Kai's head.

The pass was delivered perfectly.

"Holy crap, great shot!"

Wang Kai had a sloppy first half of the game, but now seeing Jiang Che's perfect first pass, he almost burst into tears.

That was such a perfect catch! It was like feeding him right to his mouth, just waiting for him to open it and eat.

Wang Kai snapped out of his daze and, not daring to be careless, immediately jumped up and precisely lifted the ball with both hands in the air to a high point in front of the net.

"Brother Che!" Wang Kai shouted.

Jiang Che had already taken a running start and reached the net.

He pushed off the ground with both legs, and his whole body soared into the air, stretching out to its fullest extent, like a fully drawn bow, ready to be released.

The two blocking players on the opposite side rushed over immediately, jumping up and raising their arms high in an attempt to block Jiang Che's attack.

But it was too late; Jiang Che's hand had already swung down hard—

"boom!"

The volleyball flew like a cannonball, piercing through the opposing double block and slamming heavily into the three-meter line of Class 7's court, giving the Class 7 players no chance to react.

The moment the volleyball hit the ground, the floor made a loud "thud," and then the ball bounced out of bounds.

A deathly silence.

The entire room fell silent, everyone staring wide-eyed, as if they couldn't believe that what had just happened was real.

That bounce, that hang time, that power.

Is it really possible for a high school student to achieve this?

Although most people had heard that Jiang Che was a great volleyball player, few had actually seen him play volleyball in person. Now that they saw him in person, they were all speechless with surprise.

"nice shot!!!"

Once they realized what was happening, thunderous cheers erupted from the surrounding crowd.

"Awesome! Che-ge is awesome!"

"Holy crap, that's so cool! Is he a pro player?"

The sports committee member was so excited that his face turned red. He rushed over and tried to hug Jiang Che, but Jiang Che dodged him in disgust.

"Stop it, you're all sweaty." Jiang Che shook his slightly numb hands, his expression very calm.

That tap just now was a way of releasing all the pent-up frustration I'd been building up all day.

Cool.

He glanced back at Wang Kai, who was still standing there in a daze, and said, "What are you spacing out for? We haven't won yet."

Wang Kai then snapped out of his daze and looked at Jiang Che with admiration, "Brother Che, from now on you're my brother!"

The scoreboard flips over.

4:17.

Although the score difference is still large, Jiang Che's dunk has completely changed the momentum of Class One.

The previous despondency vanished, everyone's eyes lit up, and everyone was eager and ready to go.

In the next few minutes, everyone shone on the field, but Jiang Che took on most of the highlights.

A point is scored directly from the serve.

A diving save from the back row.

A powerful dunk at the net.

The group from Class 7 were completely stunned and couldn't mount a proper counterattack. Moreover, due to their panic, they made one mistake after another, constantly committing the most basic errors.

Class 1's score skyrocketed.

10:17.

13:17.

18:17.

They've overtaken them.

The girls watching had completely gone crazy by this point.

"Ahhh, Jiang Che is so handsome!"

"That physique is amazing! Look at that waist, those abs..."

"How come I never noticed before that Jiang Che is so manly? I can't take it, sis, I'm going to faint."

Hearing the screams of the girls around her, Lin Wanwan's face turned extremely ugly.

She stared intently at the radiant young man on the field, a man who had once belonged to her.

As long as Jiang Che is on the field, his gaze will always be on him, and even if he scores a goal, he will smile at him immediately.

But now, Jiang Che didn't even glance at her out of the corner of his eye.

The huge sense of loss made Lin Wanwan feel like she had a lump of wet cotton stuck in her chest, making her feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Wow, Jiang Che jumped so high just now! His clothes were practically lifted up, I think I could see his V-line..."

The short-haired girl next to him couldn't help but gull over it.

"Shut up!"

Lin Wanwan whirled around, glaring at her fiercely. "What are you looking at? Jiang Che is my man. You dare look at him?"