Chapter 001: The Female Ghost
The school basketball game is about to start.
Only outside the gate of the College of Science and Engineering was a big banner with several golden characters written on it: The 11th Basketball Match of Isfahan University of Technology.
The schoolmates were all in high spirits, and everyone was cheering for their own class.
On the basketball court, all the students gathered together, with over 10,000 people in attendance.
Yang Hua and Zhang Chong and Han Jihai, they sat on the north side.
The cheerleading beauties in short skirts behind them shouted at Yang Hua and the others: "You must refuel!"
Yang Hua turned his head and took a glance, slightly touched the powdered Li Nana, who looked even more charming and captivating at this moment, smiling at him from the side.
Yang Hua Yu Guang glanced back, unintentionally looking towards the back, only to see a pair of beautiful eyes staring at him. It wasn't Xie Yuting, but he didn't know why this beautiful woman's eyes hid a hint of sorrow.
Yang Hua didn't dare look at her and turned his head away.
In the westernmost place, a pair of sore eyes stared at Xie Yuting.
Wang Wei, the Four-eyed King
His eyes hid a thread of jealousy and a thread of anger.
Yang Hua was extremely conflicted in her heart at this time.
He shook his head, trying to get those idle thoughts out of his mind.
The only sound was the principal Kong Xiangwei's voice coming from the huge loudspeaker on the basketball court.
"Classmates, this basketball game is about to start soon. I hope classmates will definitely fight for their own class and for themselves."
The ball dropped, and a warm applause erupted throughout the basketball court.
Yang Hua didn't know what was going on, but he always felt uncomfortable all over, as if someone was watching him on the court, and sitting there made him feel uneasy.
But he didn't notice at this time that the ring in his pocket was shining brightly.
Yang Hua suddenly lifted her head and found that in front of her, sitting there was the female ghost, You Ruo.
He still wore a white robe, his beautiful face serene as he looked at him.
Yang Hua was stunned all of a sudden.
How did she come here? Won't she be seen by others?
Is her injury healed? And what about the beautiful female ghost who exhausted seven-tenths of her energy to save herself at that time, I wonder how she is now?
And what about her classmates who saw her sitting there so openly?
But this idea was immediately dispelled. Because, he could see that although he was sitting in the middle of those classmates, they didn't have any feeling at all and hadn't noticed him.
They can't see her.
Yang Hua finally let out a sigh of relief.
But he didn't understand how this female ghost came here. He glanced at You Ruo, You Ruo's pale face had no expression, and he was stunned.
"Hua Zi, what are you doing?"
"Oh, it's nothing." Upon hearing Zhang Chong's voice, Yang Hua turned her head around and no longer gazed at that female ghost, Yu Rou.
The first game was Yang Hua and his team's turn.
Only heard the trumpet sound transmission came up first grade literature department, 6 classes, to second grade, 11 classes.
As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of boos and hisses erupted from the stadium.
Especially Yang Hua and his class, they thought that the difficulty wouldn't be so high, and they wouldn't encounter a difficult second grade right away. But who would have thought, it was unexpectedly the case, but Yang Hua and his classmates had no choice, they could only grit their teeth and go on.
Yang Hua turned his head and took a glance, behind him was the cheerleader Li Nana, Li Nana gave him a slight smile, Yang Hua felt comfortable in his heart, then he went onto the field.
Yang Hua played center, while the shorter Marvin was a guard. The tallest Han Jihai specialized in rebounding.
On the other hand, Class 11 of Grade 2 has two basketball players with a height of over 180cm. From a professional perspective, Yang Hua and others are clearly no match for them.
All they saw was that the people opposite them were all taller than Yang Hua and his group, and when they saw Ma Wen, who was the shortest among them, they couldn't help but laugh.
Nà mǎ wén suī bèi rén xiù xiào, dàn réng jiù wú dòng yú zhōng, liǎn shàng méi yǒu yì diǎn biǎo qíng, yī shēng huāo xiǎng, liǎng gè bān jí biàn kāi shǐ le bǐ sài.
The kickoff was snatched away by a taller second-year student.
Yang Hua shouted "Defend, defend!"
A few people didn't even have time to defend, the opponent made a few very easy passes, and the big guy standing under the basket, probably around 6'1", lightly jumped up and threw the ball into the hoop.
In the second grade, they took the lead and scored 2 points at the beginning of the game.
Ma Wen took the ball and wanted to pass it to Chen Feng, but Chen Feng was sandwiched, and at this time Yang Hua and Han Jihai were also tightly marked by their opponents and couldn't receive the ball.
With 24 seconds left, Ma Wen had no choice but to take a risk and shoot a three-pointer against the guy who had an absolute height advantage in front of him.
Ma Wen jumped back and shot a jump shot. The tall guy in front jumped up to block it, but the basketball drew an arc and flew towards the hoop.
Unfortunately, the ball hit the rim and bounced off without going in.
Han Jihai went up for a rebound but was outmuscled by his opponent.
Hercules quickly made a pass, and the ball reached the midfield, then launched a quick counterattack.
"This won't do." Yang Hua couldn't help but think.
"Quick attack." Yang Hua said to Ma Wen.
Ma Wen nodded in understanding.
Receiving the ball, quick passing, after Yang Hua received the ball, a beautiful turn, flashed past one person.
That big guy was about to block Yang Hua, but Zhang Chong wouldn't give him another chance. He stuck to him like glue, making it impossible for him to get past unless he committed a foul.
The big man finally gave up blocking, Yang Hua broke through and lightly shot the ball, which spun around in the basket.
Agreed.
The classmates on the sidelines shouted together, and the cheerleaders were even more enthusiastic in their cheers.
Especially Li Nana, seeing her boyfriend score for the first time, was of course happier than anyone else, a pretty face staring at the field with unblinking eyes.
But in the back of the class, Xie Yuting's face moved slightly, however when she saw Yang Hua score a goal and turn around to smile at Li Nana from the Narara team, her heart felt an inexplicable pang of pain.
Yang Hua and his team, having scored 2 points, undoubtedly boosted their morale. Although they were still trailing by 2 points, the sense of defeat that had been present at the start of the game was gone, and several people rekindled their fighting spirit.
Those several second-grade classmates on the other side seemed to be completely unbothered by Yang Hua's attack, and even more so by the 2 points, continuing to play as usual.
A second-grade boy jumped and shot, but the ball hit the backboard and didn't go in. The rebound was grabbed by Han Jihai.
"Quick attack, quick attack."
Han Jihai quickly passed the ball to Chen Feng's hands, and Chen Feng's dribbling was indeed very fast, instantly reaching the bottom of the basket. However, unfortunately, there were two defenders in front of him, and he couldn't shoot. The teammates in front all had someone guarding them, only Ma Wen behind was not being defended.
Chen Feng made a fake move and then passed the ball back to Ma Wen who was standing outside the three-point line.
Several classmates in the second grade were stunned, thinking what could the smallest guy do?
Ma Wenshan received the ball alone.
Dunk.
The basketball drew a perfect arc and flew towards the hoop.
Bang!
Agreed.
The whole stadium was shocked. The three-pointer went in and the score suddenly surpassed that of the second grade.
The others who were watching from outside the arena were also stunned.
Good ball. It wasn't until then that everyone reacted.
Yang Hua's class cheerleading team shouted even more enthusiastically.
Several tall second-graders stood there with their eyes wide open in surprise.
Only the tallest guy pointed to a roughly 178cm tall flat-headed guy next to him and said, "You, block him." As he spoke, he pointed at Marvin, who had been ignored until then.
Yang Hua not only secretly called out, this has just begun, his own hard-won final move was made, how can he fight now? Now someone is watching Ma Wen, and Ma Wen naturally makes an accurate three-pointer, which is undoubtedly the biggest loss for them.
The other side has now roughly understood their layout situation. The guard's situation is even more severe.
Soon, several tall second-graders caught up with the score.
Yang Hua and his teammates are clearly a notch below these professionally trained players.
Many people outside the court were watching with attention.
On one side of the basketball court, a tall boy with messy hair said to Wang Wei sitting next to him, "Are you talking about that?"
He said, stretching out one hand and pointing at Yang Hua playing ball on the court.
Wang Wei nodded slightly.
"How could Big Sister have taken a liking to him?" His expression was one of shock and incredulity.
Wang Wei, who was sitting next to him, turned his head and gave him a white eye.
"Would I lie?"
That tall boy was obviously very respectful to the big sister in his mouth and Wang Wei in front of him, only to hear him say: "No, I didn't mean that. I just think that Big Sister and you are a match made in heaven, besides you two have been together since childhood..."
"Don't say anything more." Wang Wei suddenly said.
The tall boy next to him quickly shut his mouth and didn't dare say another word.
He only heard Wang Wei say faintly: "Who do you think will win this game?"
The people next to him looked at the scene and obviously thought that the second-year students were relaxed and easy, while Yang Hua's side was clearly struggling whether it was attacking or defending.
Only heard the tall guy next to him say: "It's definitely a win for the second grade."
Wang Wei took a glance at the scene and nodded slightly.
Anyone with eyes can see that they, as freshmen, are working extremely hard. Moreover, the current score is 19 for the sophomores and 14 for Yang Hua's team.
With the sound of the whistle.
The first half is over.
