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Liu Xiaoye raised her head, looked at the teacher leading the team, and then dug her ears in disbelief.

"Teacher, did I hear correctly? You said they were waiting for me to play?"

The teacher who led the team nodded vigorously: "That's right, go quickly, your captain is going crazy!"

Liu Xiaoye had no choice but to let go of Cheng Mingyan, and told her to be careful with her eyes before leaving, then turned around and prepared to go to the field.

But before he walked out of the corridor, a warm body bumped into him.Surrounded by girls, Liu Xiaoye couldn't dodge, and was immediately hugged by her.

"Senior, come on."

Lin Xiaohua wrapped her arms around Liu Xiaoye's neck and whispered softly in his ear.

The tense atmosphere just now was suddenly covered by the screams and booing of the girls, Cheng Mingyan's face turned green as she watched from the sidelines, it's disgusting, bitches, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!

Liu Xiaoye smiled awkwardly at Lin Xiaohua, took her little hand off her body, and hurried to the court.

Now that the third quarter is coming to an end, Wenhua Middle School is currently behind 49 Middle School by nearly 20 points.

Liu Xiaoye looked towards the field, and saw that the players were struggling to defend, but with little effect.The camp of Wenhua Middle School is currently being tortured by blood!

Although there is a gap in strength, it is impossible to be so strenuous, right?

Meng Gang seemed to have been on the field all the time, his face was very ugly, and it could be seen that his physical strength was probably close to exhaustion.

Only then did Liu Xiaoye realize that many of Wenhua's players were sitting on the sidelines.The team assistant, Ye Huanhuan, was sweating profusely. He was spraying emergency pain relief spray on some players, while others had ice cubes on their joints. One player was even lying on the ground, waiting for the school doctor to come and deal with it.

no?Could it be that someone did it just now?Or is it that the people in 49 hid wrenches and hammers in their shorts like in the movie?

Looking at No. 49 Middle School, although there were many players sitting on the sidelines, it was obvious that they were sent off.

Some of them were looking this way with sly smiles, and some of them saw Liu Xiaoye looking at them and gave him a middle finger.

Now Liu Xiaoye couldn't take it anymore.You can hit me, but insult me?You must crawl out!

"Pause! I want to play!"

Liu Xiaoye's blood was boiling right now, and he was gearing up on the sidelines, and even started to use the true energy in his body.

I don't even pay attention to those arrogant uncles on the court outside. You middle school students dare to be rampant in our Wenhua?I think it's too slow for me to die!

Just as Liu Xiaoye was full of fighting spirit and was about to go on stage with his chest up and his head up, a hand tugged at the corner of his clothes from behind.

Liu Xiaoye turned her head and saw that it was their "coach" Teacher Chen.

"Liu Xiaoye, you don't even have a jersey, what are you going to wear?"

I rely on!

Liu Xiaoye slapped his head, he didn't want to show off at first, he has been playing in a T-shirt recently, and forgot about the jersey!

"We have jerseys ready, I'm going to get them now."

Ye Huanhuan wiped the sweat off his head, and quickly ran to the locker room to take out some jerseys with printed numbers but no names.Liu Xiaoye also had to admire her as a dedicated team assistant.

"Liu Xiaoye, come and choose a number."

Ye Huanhuan held up several jerseys and said to Liu Xiaoye.Her figure is relatively petite, and the huge jersey is draped on her arm, just like the court clothes of ancient emperors.

Liu Xiaoye patted her chest: "Number 8! I just like the number 8, it's auspicious, it means getting rich..."

"no!"

Zhou Zifeng, who was sitting on the side, immediately protested: "Number 8 is my number, you can change it!"

Seeing that it was Zhou Zifeng, Liu Xiaoye smiled: "Anyway, you are a bench player like me, so just give me your No. 8."

When Zhou Zifeng heard this, he quickly crossed his hands and covered his chest, as if he was afraid of what Liu Xiaoye might do to him.

"No! This is what I chose a long time ago, you should change it!"

"Yes, Liu Xiaoye, you can choose another one."

Ye Huanhuan explained: "Zhou Zifeng has already registered with me, and his number cannot be changed unless he graduates or quits the basketball team permanently..."

"I can't wait for the first one," Liu Xiaoye broke her knuckles, "but the second one, I can help Zhou Zifeng realize it now..."

"Liu Xiaoye! Can you stop making trouble!"

Ye Huanhuan blushed and yelled at Liu Xiaoye with all her strength, startling him.

This little girl is usually soft-spoken and never gets angry with the team members.Before counting and doing push-ups for herself, she was also conscientious and very serious.

She yelled at herself like this, which really surprised Liu Xiaoye.

"Now that Wenhua is so far behind, and your teammates are also injured, what you think about at this time should be how to help us win and how to avenge your teammates! Instead of playing around here and grabbing other people's numbers! "

Ye Huanhuan's voice became quieter at this time, and Liu Xiaoye saw tears gleaming in her eyes.

"The basketball team needs you, your teammates need you, Wenhua Middle School needs you... Aren't you very good? Aren't you physically strong? Aren't you Sakuragi from Wenhua Middle School? Now you are on the court!"

After hearing Ye Huanhuan's words, Liu Xiaoye was also very touched.He sighed softly, then reached out and stroked Ye Huanhuan's hair.

"You're right, a great man is for the country and the people. Now that I need to play basketball, I should play! So... can you find me another number with 8?"

Ye Huanhuan originally thought that Liu Xiaoye had awakened, but he didn't expect to beat him back to his original form with a single sentence.

"No one wears this size 18...give it to you!"

Putting on this No. 18, Meng Gang hurriedly applied for a substitution, and Liu Xiaoye stood on the court like this!

The people here in 49 may have some information, knowing that Liu Xiaoye is just a temporary bench player who only joined the team half a month before the game, so seeing him play, many people showed contemptuous smiles.

As the competition continued, Liu Xiaoye kept recalling the training at that time in his mind, and the movement essentials he kept in mind.

Just like when practicing palm technique, the wrist should be active but not loose, the strength should be fierce but not rushed...

"Snapped!"

The teammate passed the basketball into his hands. At this time, Meng Gang was already under the basket!

"Liu Xiaoye! Give me the ball!"

Liu Xiaoye glanced at Meng Gang, and then took off directly in the midfield, a high arc across the entire half!

"Shh-"

The ball is in!

All the 49 players in the midfield focused their attention on Liu Xiaoye, and the players from Wenhua Middle School were all fixed in place!

For a while, the field was silent!

Three point shot!

After two seconds, cheers full of surprises broke out on the field!

Go in, he scored!

On the sidelines, the coach of No. 49 Middle School rubbed his chin and watched Liu Xiaoye, a drop of cold sweat silently dripped from his forehead.

This Liu Xiaoye, what kind of devil is he?