Ye Bihuang walked to his class humming a little tune. As he walked, he thought about the sports meeting of Puhai Province No. 1 High School. ¡¾Text first release
Although Provincial No. 1 High School pays more attention to students¡¯ academic performance, and students spend most of their school time studying, their spare time life is also very rich. At least the school will hold sports meets during winter and summer vacations.
During the Summer Games, sports such as shot put, javelin, discus, triple jump, long jump, high jump, 4x400 relay, 4x100 relay, 100m, 400m, 800m, women's 1500m and 3000m, and men's 1500m and 5000m are generally performed.
During the Winter Games, the schools usually hold ball sports, such as football, basketball, table tennis, volleyball, volleyball, badminton, billiards, etc After all, the scale of the school's events is It is relatively small. If the competition is based on the size of the class, some large-scale ball games cannot be held at all.
In order to allow these sports to be held, it is necessary to modify the rules appropriately. The first one is football, because normal football requires 11 people per team, and some boys in liberal arts classes simply do not have so many people. Therefore, according to the actual situation, After some deliberation, it was finally decided that each team would have five players, and they would play according to their classes, changing from a large field to a small field, with one game lasting 60 minutes.
But these are just thoughts. You still have to think about what you want to participate in. Ye Bihuang is sure about basketball, and football is also good. How about they participate together?
Ye Bihuang stroked his chin, walked into the class, looked up and saw Lee Kuan Yew, and finally decided to discuss it with him.
Seeing Ye Bihuang coming over with a solemn look on his face, Lee Kuan Yew said with a smile: "Wow, Brother Huang, you have such a sad look on your face, have you been beaten to pieces by Teacher Jiang? Hehe, tell me, I won't laugh at you."
Ye Bihuang reached out and hit him on the head: "You were just punished. The teacher called me because I did very well in the exam and she wanted to reward me."
Lee Kuan Yew¡¯s eyes lit up: ¡°What does the teacher want to reward you for?¡±
"Haha, how can I tell you this? If you rank first in your grade, the teacher will naturally reward you." Ye Bihuang said with a mysterious face, "By the way, I have something to discuss with you. Our school is about to conduct a It¡¯s the Winter Games, I¡¯m going to participate, do you think I¡¯m a football or basketball player?¡±
Lee Kuan Yew slapped his thigh: "Of course it's football. I'm better at football than basketball. Let's get together then?"
Ye Bihuang chuckled and said: "Since you said so, let's play football. Then go back and call all the boys in our class who like to play football. We can make up five people."
"Of course." When Lee Kuan Yew heard about the football match, he felt as if he had been pumped. No wonder, he usually has two major hobbies, one is computer games, and the second is football. He is tall and good-looking. In fact, it is not difficult to find a wife, but he has no intention of doing so.
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????He can still keep his composure, I really can't help but be convinced.
When Ye Bihuang heard such affirmative words, he immediately nodded and said: "Okay, then the matter is settled. We will sign up together later."
"kindness!"
While he was talking, the class bell rang. This period was a political class, which seemed a bit dull. Ye Bihuang put the book up as usual and began to doze off. In fact, he was practicing the "Eight Proud Dragons" in the task hall. Ye Bihuang was now typing continuously. After ten times of the Proud Dragon Eight Jue, his body is only slightly sweaty. I believe that after a while, the Proud Dragon Eight Jue will have little effect on his training. At that time, he can give up this exercise method and find a more effective one. way.
get out of class ended soon, and Ye Bihuang and Lee Kuan Yew went to the sports committee member Bai Long to sign up together. Ye Bihuang also thought about it before signing up, and finally decided to apply for a few more projects, mainly Jiang Yachun, the class teacher of Grade 2.11, and Ye Bihuang brought glory to the class. , Teacher Jiang will definitely be very happy.
Seeing Jiang Yachun's smile made Ye Bihuang feel comfortable. That's what he thought deep in his heart.
Because the class has been preparing for the Winter Games recently, many people are actively signing up. A large group of boys gathered around the sports committee member Bai Long¡¯s desk after class. Bai Long was sitting next to his desk and dancing with his pen. There are names in the form.
Ye Bihuang not only signed up for football, but also signed up for basketball, badminton, volleyball and table tennis. Bai Long was getting excited when he saw so many names of Ye Bihuang. He was suddenly startled and raised his head and said, "Ye Bihuang, aren't you? You applied for so many projects? Are you kidding me?"
"I didn't." Ye Bihuang touched his nose with an innocent expression on his face, "Chairman Bai, my time is very precious. It costs hundreds of thousands per second. How can I have time to play tricks on you?"
Bai Long had a dark look on his face. He was not interested in the title of Chairman Bai: "Then why are youWhy apply for so many projects? Can you handle this on your own? "
"You can eat as much as you want, haha!" Ye Bihuang patted his chest, looking very majestic.
Bai Long rolled his eyes: "By signing up for so many projects, you are actually supporting my work, but I'm afraid that you won't be able to do it and will embarrass our class."
"Then let's wait and see? Teacher Jiang and I are old acquaintances. If it weren't for her, I wouldn't have reported so many projects." Ye Bihuang said with a smile, "Besides, I also want to bring glory to our 2.11 class. If When I come back with a lot of trophies, the students in our class will be more proud when they go out, right?"
"Okay, okay, it's up to you. I'll mark it down for you first. If you feel it's inappropriate, come to me before the Winter Games starts and I'll find a way to remove you." Bailong shook his head and table tennis at the end. Write Ye Bihuang's name on the volleyball ball.
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Because it is a liberal arts class, there are relatively few boys in the class. There are only a few players in the class who play basketball and football on weekdays. The basketball players are usually Liang Zhi, Gao Yongle, Zhao Kangsheng, Chen Lu, Kang Siqi, and Bai Long. There seem to be more people playing football, including Qiao Yonglei, Qiao Yifei, Li Yong, Zhang Shihao, An Bo, Bai Yunkai, Liu Zhichao, Wang Qiming, and Lee Kuan Yew. The five people who signed up for football this time are Qiao Yonglei, Li Yong, Lee Kuan Yew, Liu Zhichao and Ye Bihuang. Although several others also wanted to participate, because there can only be five football players representing a class, we had no choice but to choose these five people.
During the break, the five football players, including Ye Bihuang, were all practicing passing, dribbling, and passing in the corridor, and they also gathered together from time to time to discuss tactics.
Since there was nothing to do anyway, Ye Bihuang also participated in it, because the autumn weather was cool at the moment, and the girls had already put on sweaters and wrapped their bodies tightly. But there are occasionally a few coquettish girls who are wearing short skirts and T-shirts, for fear that they are not exposed enough. When they pass by Ye Bihuang, the wind generated by playing football can always lift their skirts slightly. Open some. This is a feast for their eyes, so they play more enthusiastically.
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