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"This basketball game was also held in my previous school." Seeing that everyone was very depressed, Lao Mo was quite confident, so Zhou Fu asked in confusion, "From everyone's tone, we lost badly last time. But why do you think our class has a chance to make it to the top eight? Everyone is actually... very good?"

"Ah, this..." Although it was a bit immoral, He Sijiao still complained unkindly, "I can't tell how high their level is, but the other side's score is indeed very high."

"No, can we be blamed for that?" Zhou Yu blushed and turned around to defend herself, "In the first round, we met the second-best class in the school, and there was also a member of the school basketball team. It was just bad luck."

"Did you all participate last year?" Zhou Fu asked Chen Yuan.

"There's Zhou Yu, but not me."

Lao Mo asked Chen Yuan to participate at that time, but after studying the opponents in the draw, Chen Yuan decided not to go.

Then, it was indeed a 30-point defeat.

"Look at your ambition."

Lao Mo knew that the shadow of last year's competition was still hanging over everyone, so he simply said frankly: "This time the signing is good. The first game is against Class 1. Are you satisfied?"

After hearing this, the originally silent class suddenly became cheerful and the boys signed up enthusiastically.

““Well, be a little more serious, then.””

Zhou Yu and Chen Yuan also stood up at the same time, revealing a faint smile.

It’s so much fun to bully a group of geniuses.

Give these little bookworms some strength.

"Heh, what a face." He Sijiao showed a subtle expression when she saw the two boys standing up at the same time.

"Sure enough, any class will have this mentality when they meet the Rocket Class, hahaha." Zhou Fu felt that the scene in front of her was too similar to déjà vu.

The Chinese school is a small society where grades are king. The top students always have more privileges and get more attention. Therefore, in this field other than academic ability, the "poor students" can also show themselves. Boys will have a strong desire to show themselves. After all, the result of the basketball game is also publicly recognized by the school - winning.

"Teacher, what about the second round?"

While we were having fun at Cafe de Coral, a student suddenly asked.

Then, there was a brief silence.

"A class of liberal arts students."

Then, the happy atmosphere filled the whole classroom again.

Chen Yuan could see that the light in the eyes of these BYDs flickered as they asked and answered questions with Lao Mo.

Are you guys using a sliding rheostat here to measure resistance?

You're a bully, aren't you? How shameful.

"Chen Yuan and Zhou Yu, there's no need to raise your hands so high. Old Mo can see it." He Sijiao complained.

“Ah? Haha, is there?”

Once again, these two are so in sync, even the punctuation is the same.

Then, it was a little awkward.

"But to be honest, it's a really good signing." Zhou Yu didn't expect that Lao Mo would be so useful this year.

Why is it a good sign?

There are twenty-six classes in the school.

In the first round, six classes had good luck and were given byes, and advanced directly to the top 16. The remaining 20 classes faced off against each other to determine the top 16.

From Lao Mo's tone, they didn't have a bye, but they were luckier than if they had a bye.

Because they encountered the weakest group of Tianjiao.

In the second round, the top eight strong campus teams will be selected.

In the second round, we played against the liberal arts class, so we were basically sure to advance.

And no matter what, at least we made it to the quarterfinals!

There will be more spectators in the quarterfinals than before, so at this time, as long as you are good-looking and have a few decent goals, you can get the right to choose your partner on the spot.

Then, you can start the battlefield copy with the green tea senior and the contrast junior!

"Teacher, which liberal arts class is this?"

A cautious old man suddenly asked again.

But at this time, basically no one cared.

There aren't that many male students majoring in liberal arts. Wouldn't it be a shame if they came to any class?

It doesn’t matter, we are aiming for the quarterfinals.

Lao Mo said casually: "It seems to be Class 26..."

However, as soon as he finished speaking, there was another wailing in the class.

"What liberal arts class? Isn't that a class for sports students?"

"Half of the school team is in their class, right?"

"That's the strongest class, right? What kind of luck is this..."

"Hey, what's going on?" Lao Mo was really angry. How could he, such a strong-willed person, teach such a group of cowards who don't know how to judge the situation? He said seriously, "I have taught so many classes, and each class has made it to the quarterfinals at least once. Are you willing to end up in the top 26?"

Lao Mo’s words were very powerful. Perhaps his previous students had been inspired and began to feel ashamed.

But these post-2000s people don’t think so.

"I feel not as good as Mr. Zhang Liang...draw lots."

"We were eliminated in the round of 16."

"I'll take on the first group, and let the brothers have fun afterwards."

"It seems like everyone is bullying the weak and afraid of the strong..." Zhou Fu was amused by the reaction of the boys in Class 18.

She was just about to turn around and tell Chen Yuan this, when she saw that he had sat down upright at some point, as if nothing had happened.

No, if there’s nothing soft to pinch, you’re just going to go for it?

"I can't just be a background board. It's too embarrassing to be abused." Zhou Yu was filled with resistance when he recalled the time when he was treated as a toy last year.

"One, two, three, four, five. Are these the only five? We still need three substitutes." Seeing that it was useless to talk, Lao Mo started to make arrangements directly, "Boys who are over 1.8 meters tall, please stand up."

Then, several boys in the class stood up reluctantly...

Zhou Fu and He Sijiao glanced at Chen Yuan at the same time. This man had been strong all his life and almost never gave in.

Facing this questioning look, Chen Yuan said seriously: "I am 179cm barefoot."

"In order to avoid a fight, you even falsified something like your height, which a boy would never say even a millimeter less. Chen Yuan, you are a real coward." He Sijiao said the most contemptuous words in a tone of admiration.

"Okay, Zhang Chao, and you too."

Lao Mo called two people, and when he saw the third boy who was over 1.8 meters tall, the big cylindrical Yu Jiacheng, he pressed him to sit down. Then, he turned his attention to Chen Yuan and Zhou Yu, the two boys who secretly sat down when they heard about Class 26, and were the epitome of bullying the weak and fearing the strong.

In fact, both kids can play basketball, but thinking of the lack of a point guard, he named Zhou Yu, "Zhou Yu."

"Will this give me a feeling of being appointed..."

Zhou Yu had been abused before, so he really didn't want to be beaten.

It would be nice if I could selectively make a comeback.

He scores points when playing against weak teams and takes a rest against strong teams under the pretext of a sprained ankle... BIG guts!

"It's you, stop talking nonsense."

Just like that, Lao Mo decided on the candidates, and then said to Zhang Chao: "Use the class funds to order a set of jerseys at noon, and then during the physical education class, take everyone to have a good run-in."

"Okay, teacher. What words should be printed on the jerseys?" Zhang Chao asked.

Hearing this, Lao Mo suddenly seemed to be interested. But he didn't show it directly, pretending to be casual and said, "Let's go with the rocket."

"You're carrying some private goods, right?"

"You don't understand the feelings of the older generation of basketball players."

"What's so rare? We all look at Ning Liao."

"People from Haidong look at Ningliao instead of Chouzhou? The sea traitors get out of here."

The basketball team of Class 18 was decided in this way.

Although they said they were unwilling, everyone was actually quite excited to have fun and be in the spotlight.

After all, this time is different from the last time. Although he is going to be abused, he can still have some fun with the genius of Class 1 before being abused. He can make those academic bullies embarrassed in their class, and then take away the female academic bully. The atmosphere is gradually becoming more and more exciting.

"I see Teacher Mo really wants you to go, why don't you want to?" Zhou Fu didn't quite understand. Although she didn't know how good Chen Yuan was at basketball, she often saw him playing. Logically speaking, every boy who likes basketball should not want to miss this opportunity.

"I'll take a year to calm down." Chen Yuan said. "There won't be any competitions in the third year of high school..." Zhou Fu didn't know what he wanted to calm down for.

"This bastard, if he wasn't absolutely sure, he would never pretend like this!" Zhou Yu had seen through it long ago, and said with disdain, "Don't look at his high success rate of pretending, but he doesn't pretend very often."

"Don't say it."

What Zhou Yu said was right, but not entirely right.

Because Chen Yuan still has 800 words left to memorize today.

So I won’t broadcast Genko’s basketball show for now, I’ll talk about it next time.

Zhou Fu was a little disappointed after receiving such an answer. Although she didn't understand basketball, she felt that the passionate brotherhood between Zhou Yu and Chen Yuan fighting side by side was very suitable for the campus theme.

Just like that, an ordinary morning passed by in an ordinary way.

And Zhou Fu, through her intentional and unintentional observation of Chen Yuan for half a day, discovered that he might not be unfunny, but just loved studying too much.

His love for learning is perhaps even greater than that of his girlfriend.

Or is it because of your girlfriend that you want to study hard?

What a scary man, you are just like me.

"Let's go eat."

During the lunch break, He Sijiao also called Li Youyou. No one had any objections, and Zhou Fu even accepted it with a smile.

However, He Sijiao's invitation was not a sudden one, because Li Youyou told her that the conflicts between herself, Zhou Fu, and Chen Yuan had been resolved, and she wanted to have dinner with everyone.

He Sijiao didn’t know about other people, but she wanted her classmates to get along well.