There are hundreds of children running, jumping, skipping, and having fun on the playground
The faces full of vigor and laughter everywhere show that all this is true.
Looking at his classmates, Zhong Xiaoxiao was very sure that this was not a dream.
This long-lost picture seems to go back a long time.
How long will it be, probably when I first entered the first grade.
As the grade increases, their laughter becomes less and less.
It's either the teacher dragging the class, or the homework that can't be finished, but it's numb.
After the Chinese test today, Teacher Mei asked them to play a little longer on the playground. Why are the children in class six (6) unhappy?
"Little, catch"
As soon as Lei Haoyu's voice fell, a basketball flew towards Zhong Xiaoxiao.
Rao didn't see it before, Zhong Xiaoxiao still reacted, at least he was trained in the basketball class.
I saw him catch the basketball steadily, followed by a beautiful three-point long shot-the ball went in!
"OK¡¡"
Lu Xiaoran applauded first and did not forget to applaud loudly.
By the time the other students reacted, the basketball had already landed.
Zhong Xiaoxiao is too fast, and his shots are so accurate.
Who would have thought?
After all, he is not too tall, and he rarely plays basketball in school.
"Zhong Xiaoxiao, you can do it, I didn't expect you to have this skill"
Lei Haoyu walked towards Zhong Xiaoxiao while talking, with an expression of disbelief on his face.
Just now he just wanted to scare Zhong Xiaoxiao who was distracted, but he never thought that the last person to be frightened was himself.
Lei Haoyu likes to watch anime, so he has also watched the old movie "Slam Dunk".
At the moment Zhong Xiaoxiao shot, he seemed to see a miniature version of Rukawa Kaede.
Looking at Zhong Xiaoxiao's face and eyes now, he looks more and more like a boy who looks like ice
Being stared at like this, Zhong Xiaoxiao was calm, "How many boys can't play basketball"
Is this a statement of humility or pride?
I am afraid that only Zhong Xiaoxiao himself knows.
In the past, Zhong Xiaoxiao never played basketball with his classmates on the playground. First, he had no chance, and second, he didn't want to.
It's different now. Just when the ball was hit just now, an idea popped up in Zhong Xiaoxiao's mind to practice with them.
"How about we have a game?" Zhong Xiaoxiao glanced at the other students and continued: "You can freely combine two teams for a friendly match, and you can also have a few substitute players."
Since it is a competition, it must be formal. After all, some of his classmates did not receive professional training like him.
"I agree¡¡"
"Add me a"
"And I" Even Wu Wenxu from their class signed up, which shows how lively it is.
In just ten seconds, many students signed up. In the end, Kang Enming named them according to their usual performance and formed two teams.
Anyway, it's a friendly match, so it doesn't matter if the clothes are not uniform, just play hard.
Zhong Xiaoxiao, Lu Xiaoran, Wang Yinuo, Zhao Xinming, and Wu Wenxu formed the first team, Kang Enming, Lei Haoyu, Zhang Chengyan, Shen Jikang, Mi Dongyang formed the second team, and of course there were a number of substitute players.
Soon the game started, and the two teams competed fiercely.
The first team has Zhong Xiaoxiao, and the second team has Kang Enming, a sports talent, and the score is also leading alternately.
Later, when Lu Xiaoran saw that the score could not be opened, she also racked her brains to think about tactics.
Suddenly, it seemed as if a ray of light had split his brain, and he had an epiphany. He told the others: "Protect the ball and pass it to Zhong Xiaoxiao" (Remember this site's website: www. hlnovel.com