Sun Xiaopang, who was participating in the competition on the field, quickly walked to Wang Xiaojian, pulled his arm, and whispered:

"Brother, we are going to lose."

"Uh..., aren't we leading 31 points?"

"Ahem! That..., you see, it's the one who leads 31 points."

"I'll go! Are you stupid X's playing basketball? You're so much behind."

A burst of laughter broke out in the audience, and Ling Feiyu sneered:

"It turns out that I'm just a rookie who doesn't understand basketball and can't even understand the score. There's no point in talking here. The basketball court has always been a place where you speak with strength. People without strength will only be laughed at. Of course, you, Wang Xiaojian, are born to be a joke as your name."

Ling Feiyu's words were immediately recognized by many people present.

"That's right, what qualifications does Wang Xiaojian have to say to Ling Feiyu? Can he play basketball?"

"If you want to play basketball, Wang Xiaojian is just a waste. I guess he doesn't even know how to shoot the ball."

"Even if Ling Feiyu lets him have one hand, he can torture him completely."

"Wang Xiaojian is not falling in love with Shen Xue, right? He doesn't urinate and take a look. Just like him, he can be worthy of Shen Xue."

"He is a toad and wants to eat swan meat. I feel annoyed when I see him. It's simply a shame for our senior year (2) class."

...

Listening to everyone's comments, Wang Xiaojian sneered,

"Tsk! Will I fall in love with Shen Xue? A bunch of 25 who are unaware of it. If it weren't for completing the system tasks, I would have rarely been able to care about this mess."

It turned out that just two minutes ago, Wang Xiaojian had just obtained a Level 1 system task: helping Class 3 (2) win a basketball game.

Although he didn't know what the significance of winning such an insignificant game was, it didn't matter. As long as it was a task, it had to be completed, which could be related to the improvement of the system level.

So, he came.

He grinned at Ling Feiyu as if no one was around and asked back:

"So, who wins on the basketball court has the final say, right?"

"certainly!"

Ling Feiyu proudly straightened his chest. He confidently believed that he was the absolute ruler of Yaohua Middle School basketball court and was unparalleled.

"Okay, if you lose today, don't let me see you on the basketball court from now on."

Ling Feiyu smiled coldly:

"Don't you think your class can still turn the tables, do you?"

"Well, that's what I think."

"What if I win?"

"You won, of course I won't see me on the basketball court from now on. But this possibility is almost zero, so don't expect it."

Wang Xiaojian's words caused everyone to burst into laughter.

Ling Feiyu snorted:

"I said Wang Xiaojian, is it okay to say such big talk? Do you understand basketball?"

"I don't understand! But it's enough to win you."

Wang Xiaojian said, turning to look at Sun Xiaopang who was stunned:

"Little Pang, go down, I'll fight for you."

"ah!"

Sun Xiaopang couldn't believe his ears.

"Brother, I...I've never seen you play basketball..."

"Then let's have a good look today."

After Wang Xiaojian finished speaking, he walked towards the center of the stadium, leaving Sun Xiaopang standing there, looking surprised.

Ling Feiyu's mouth showed a smile that was undetectable to others.

He was already deeply disgusted with Wang Xiaojian standing up and interrupting his love for Shen Xue. He was thinking about how to teach Wang Xiaojian a lesson, but Wang Xiaojian actually gave him a head, and he was asking for it.

In Ling Feiyu's opinion, Wang Xiaojian is simply a humiliation for himself by comparing basketball with him.

Ling Feiyu smiled slightly at Shen Xue:

"Shen Xue, you hate Wang Xiaojian too. Today I will teach you a good lesson."

"Ling Feiyu, you..."

Shen Xue was about to persuade her, but before she could say it, Ling Feiyu had already strode towards Wang Xiaojian.

Shen Xue sighed long and looked sad. Han Chuchu, who was standing not far from Shen Xue, looked at Wang Xiaojian's back, frowned, and thought to herself:

"What the hell are you doing? I know that you are humiliating yourself and you are not in line with the style of the hell?"

The game continued, and Wang Xiaojian's appearance did not improve the morale of Class 2 (2). On the contrary, the players on the field felt even more desperate.

Originally, Sun Xiaopang was their team's point guard. Wang Xiaojian, who couldn't even understand the score, actually replaced him. How could he play this ball?

If it weren't for the remaining dignity in their hearts, they would have given up on the competition long ago.

As the sports committee member and basketball captain of the senior year (2), Qiu Haowen sighed to the sky, and his face was filled with despair and helplessness.

Since the senior year (4) class just scored, the senior year (2) kicked off. Unexpectedly, the ball was intercepted by Ling Feiyu as soon as it was passed.

With Ling Feiyu's ball control ability, if he dribbled the ball and made a layup, almost no one could stop him, but he was not in a hurry to do so. Instead, he transported the ball to Wang Xiaojian, stretched out his middle finger, and made a provocative move towards him, saying:

"Wang Xiaojian, don't say I bully you, I'll let you have one hand now, if you can grab the ball from me..."

Before he could finish his words, the ball in his hand "swoosh" and it had already reached Wang Xiaojian's hands. The process was simply weird, and almost no one could see clearly how the ball was reached Wang Xiaojian's hands.
Chapter completed!