Chapter Eighty-one: Friendly Match

  "Look at Zhang Dongcheng, I didn't expect him to be so good at playing basketball. His dribbling is really fancy, my eyes can barely keep up..."

  "It really is! Normally I don't think he's anything special, but now looking at him dribbling the ball, I feel like he's actually pretty cool!"

  Several girls who were playing with the ball next to them also noticed Zhang Dongcheng, and they couldn't help but exclaim in surprise at his extremely skilled ball-handling moves.

  Hearing the whispers of admiration from the girls around him, Zhang Dongcheng couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in his heart. He glanced at Mu Qinglan beside him and suddenly accelerated his ball-handling moves, becoming even more flashy and cool.

  "How's that? See, this is what real dribbling looks like. You can't even hold onto the ball properly just now, you're literally a rookie among rookies!"

  Zhang Dongcheng slowed down his dribbling, and said to Zhao Yang with a proud smile. His eyes kept glancing at Mu Qinglan, hoping to see an expression of surprise on her face.

  Unfortunately, Mu Qinglan didn't pay attention to his deliberate show of coolness just now, and her eyes only had Zhao Yang in them.

  Zhao Yang didn't take Zhang Dongcheng's provocative words to heart, shrugged his shoulders and ignored him, continuing to play on his own.

  Qian Hao was slightly displeased and rolled his eyes at Zhang Dongcheng, then deliberately spat on the ground near his feet. "Zhao Yang, let's go practice our dunk moves over there."

  He said, and then beckoned to Guo Qianqian and Mu Qinglan: "Qianqian, Qinglan, come over together?"

  "Alright! Let's go!" Mu Qinglan and Guo Qianqian immediately responded. They followed Qian Hao and Zhao Yang to the other side of the basketball hoop where there were fewer people.

  Zhang Dongcheng played it cool successfully!

  Unfortunately, the person he admired treated him like air, and his efforts to show off were all in vain. He even suppressed a belly full of frustration! The only gain might be the admiration from those ordinary-looking girls beside him.

  However, when Zhang Dongcheng saw Mu Qinglan and Zhao Yang playing with awkward movements but laughing non-stop, he became even more apathetic to the amazement of those pedestrians A, B, C, D girls, leaving only a heart full of melancholy.

  Qian Hao and they played randomly for a while, at this time, the sports committee of the class, Wu Cheng, suddenly ran over, "Qian Hao, just now the teacher said to organize our class to have a friendly basketball match with Guo Shang Class 2. Are you coming?"

  " Basketball game? How did the teacher suddenly shout to organize a basketball game?" Qian Hao stopped his dunking action, holding the ball and looking at Wu Cheng in surprise.

  "It was Zhang Dongcheng who proposed it to the teacher. Then the people from Guoshang Class 2 also agreed. Come on, you're so good at playing basketball, and among our class, only you are the tallest. If you don't play center forward, our rebounds will be crushed by others. I just saw that the other team has a fat guy who is almost two meters tall..."

  Wu Cheng said. During the military training period, after the evening military training ended, he often went to play basketball with Qian Hao, so when the teacher mentioned that they would have a friendly match between two classes, he immediately came over to pull Qian Hao over.

  As soon as he heard it was Zhang Dongcheng's proposal, Qian Hao couldn't help but curl his lip, guessing that the guy must be trying to show off again, which is why he proposed it to the teacher.

  But since it's a class competition, he still has to participate. He nodded and said, "Okay."

  "Let's go watch the game together." Zhao Yang said with a smile.

  "En, xíng!" Mu Qinglan and Guo Qianqian nodded in unison. The few of them then followed Wu Cheng over to Teacher Li Zhenfeng's side.

  It's already spread that the two classes are going to have a friendly match, and students from both classes are gathering around the designated venue to cheer for their own class. Although it's just a friendly match, no one wants to lose.

  The boys in Class 1 of Business Administration gathered together, and Sports Commissioner Wu Cheng began to select participants for the competition.

  "By the way, Zhao Yang, are you good at playing ball?" Wu Cheng suddenly asked, looking at Zhao Yang standing on the edge of the crowd.

  Zhao Yang was about to speak, but Zhang Dongcheng, who was standing in front of Wu Cheng, interrupted with a disdainful expression: "Wu Cheng, don't call him, he can't even dribble the ball properly, if he goes on the court it's definitely going to be a losing game?"

  "Oh, I see!" Wu Cheng responded. Zhao Yang curled his lips and was too lazy to bother with Zhang Dongcheng.

  "Since that's the case, let's have our main lineup consist of me, Qian Hao, Zhang Dongcheng, Fang Zishang, and Liang Deshan - the five of us. Qian Hao, you'll take over as center, Liang Deshan will pair up with Qian Hao to play power forward, Zhang Dongcheng will control the ball, Fang Zishang will play shooting guard, I'll play small forward, what do you all think?"

  Wu Cheng Road. He just asked Zhao Yang if he could play basketball mainly because Zhao Yang is relatively tall. Now in their lineup, the tallest is Qian Hao, about 1.92 or 1.93 meters, then Liang De Shan is around 1.85 meters, Fang Zishang and Wu Cheng are only around 1.75 meters tall, while Zhang Dongcheng is probably only around 1.7 meters tall.

  "Alright, that's settled then!" Qian Hao nodded his head. Although he rarely played center in basketball, who made him the tallest one in class? He had no choice but to take on the role.

  Wu Cheng and others have determined the lineup, and Guoshang Class 2 has also selected personnel. Under the host of teacher Li Zhenfeng, all five people from both sides walked into the basketball court.

  Compared to the others, the people in Guo Shang's second class are obviously superior in height. The center is a nearly two-meter-tall fat man, and then there are three people whose heights are all over 1.8 meters, and the last one who controls the ball also has a height of around 1.75 meters.

  "Get ready to jump ball!" Li Zhenfeng walked to the center circle with a basketball. The players from both sides took their positions. From the Business Administration side, it was naturally Qian Hao who was responsible for jumping, while on the other side was that nearly two-meter-tall fat guy.

  Drip!

  As Li Zhenfeng blew his whistle, he threw the basketball horizontally upwards with both hands...

  Bang!

  The fat guy in Class 2 of Guoshang has the advantage of height after all, and although Qian Hao jumped hard, he was still robbed of the ball by his opponent's tall arms...

  The game was intense from the start, with both sides fighting fiercely and the score going back and forth. However, the opposing team had a clear height advantage, especially the fat guy in the center position, who frequently used his height and weight to overpower Qian Hao.

  Qian Hao was nearly ten centimeters shorter than his opponent, and the weight difference was even more pronounced. Despite exerting all his strength to resist the defense, he was still pushed back repeatedly, and was repeatedly strongly pushed to the basket by his opponent, who then scored easily.

  However, Qian Hao, although unable to defend against the opponent, was not polite when attacking. With his height, he was at a disadvantage no matter who he played against. The fat guy had height and weight, but lacked speed and agility compared to Qian Hao. Others were shorter than Qian Hao by a margin, making it difficult for them to defend against him.

  In this way, Qian Hao basically had a mutual explosion with that fat man. However, other people were more miserable. No way, the disadvantage of height is obvious, it's hard to defend against the opponent's strong attack, and the outside line's offense is easily interfered or directly broken through, plus the rebounding ball has an even more obvious disadvantage.

  Gradually, Guoshang Class 2 took control of the situation on the field. Although the score difference was not pulled open too much, the opponent played very easily and maintained a lead of five or six points all the way. On the other hand, the Management Class 1 could only rely on Qian Hao's strong shots again and again, or others' occasional hard breaks and forced three-pointers to barely hold onto the score, not allowing it to be pulled open too much.

  It's obvious to anyone that the strength of Guo Shang Class 2 is clearly stronger than that of Business Administration Class 1. If they continue like this, Business Administration Class 1 basically has no chance of winning.

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