Author: Filthy Machine Translation
Halfway through the first half, Lu Yilie scored a goal, while Ouyang Ye scored a goal. The score on the field was 20:2.
Qi Ye started to get nervous. He rubbed his neck and pushed Mu Chen away.
Mu Chen fell back into a deep sleep.
Qi Ye remembered that his neck and head were about to be separated, so he pushed him again. "Move, move, move."
2Mu Chen opened his eyes and saw that their class was in the middle of a match. He rubbed his eyes. "The match has begun?"
2Qi Ye rolled his eyes at him and said, "You really can sleep."
2Mu Chen stared unblinkingly at the people on the field and tugged at Qi Ye's sleeve. "What day is today?"
2"Monday."
2He yawned and leaned against his shoulder. "Oh, then I'll sleep for a while more. There are still four days before the holiday."
2Qi Ye pushed him away and was extremely disgusted. "Get lost! It's f*cking Friday!"
2Mu Chen was immediately jolted awake. He looked at Qi Ye in disbelief and asked, "Today is Friday?"
2Qi Ye was still not used to seeing such a sleepy face, but he still nodded. "Yes."
2Mu Chen's lips curled into a smile. "Then we'll have a holiday tomorrow."
2"Bull****!" Qi Ye was furious and kept a distance from him in disgust. "Even if you lose, you still have to train. You even have a holiday. You're going to lose your life!"
2Although he wanted to stay away from him, Ling Jue was right beside him. He could only shrink back. Compared to Mu Chen, Ling Jue was more dangerous.
2Mu Chen frowned and looked at the score card with his dark eyes.
"20:2?" He could not believe it. His eyes bulged as he looked at the score. "Is our class that good? How can we have so many points after the other classes?"
2Qi Ye slapped him on the head angrily. "Young man, you must have slept like a fool! That 2 is our class, and 20 is Class A 2"
2Mu Chen frowned again when he heard that. A hint of gloominess appeared on his handsome little face. "That useless?"
2Qi Ye rolled his eyes. Were these young people really normal? Why did he feel like he had derailed from them?
2"You can't even dribble, yet you're still here commenting on others."
2Mu Chen frowned. "I can't dribble?" Why did he remember that he was a dunk expert?
2Could it be that he was dreaming?
"..." Qi Ye rolled his eyes. This youth must have slept like a fool, right?
2Meanwhile, the people on the field were panting. Only Ouyang Ye and Lu Yilie could still fight, and the others did not have any strength left.
When the girls from Class A 1 saw that the boys were discouraged, they stood up to cheer for them. "Lu Yilie, Song Xiao, Ouyang Ye, Liu Ye, Chen Xi, go! You guys are the best!"
2"All the best, Class A 1!"
2"All the best!"
2A group of people cheered. They wanted to get up and continue, but when they saw that it was 20:2, they still did not have the strength to fight.
Ouyang Ye saw that Liu Ye and Chen Xi were so discouraged. He patted their shoulders and said, "Brothers, the first half is almost over. Hold on."
2Lu Yilie nodded as well. He got up and ran. "Brothers! All the best!"
2On the other side, Class A 2 was very disdainful. Wang Xiang and the others gave their attacking teammates a look.
2That teammate was tall and big, so he instantly understood what he meant.
He dribbled the ball and rushed out. Lu Yilie went to stop him, but he charged forward with brute force.
Seeing this, Ouyang Ye also went to stop him. When that person saw that two people were stopping him, he relied on brute force to rush over. His target was Lu Yilie.
2Lu Yilie was a little nervous. He pushed back two steps, but Ouyang Ye jumped up and wanted to snatch his ball. However, that person turned his hand and hit Ouyang Ye in the eye. He even hit him hard. The strength was so great... Ouyang Ye fell to the ground with a headache.
2Author: Filthy Machine Translation
"Ouyang Ye!"
2A girl from Class A 1's spectator stand quickly ran down.
The referee blew his whistle. "The first half is over!"
2Qi Ye ran up and frowned when he saw Ouyang Ye being beaten up. "Your class actually hit someone!"
2The instructor from Class A 2 walked up and hurriedly explained, "Instructor Ye, it's our class' Liu Hu's fault. Liu Hu is not allowed to play in the second half!"
2The referee nodded. "Send him to the infirmary."
2Ai Zhiqi quickly helped Ouyang Ye up. Seeing that his eyes were black and blue, she was so angry that she almost went to beat Liu Hu up.
2She took out a wet towel to wipe him, and her hands trembled with anger. "He's too much!"
2Ouyang Ye patted her head. "It's fine. It's just that my head is a little dizzy..."
2Ai Zhiqi poked his head and rolled her eyes at him. "You're still fine?! What do you mean you're fine?! You're already stupid enough. If you get beaten up again, you'll be even more stupid!"
2Ouyang Ye immediately shut up. He couldn't afford to offend her. "..."
2Ai Zhiqi held back the anger in her heart and turned to look at the person who had hit him. "Liu Hu, right?!"
2Liu Hu was stunned. What was this little beauty doing?
Ai Zhiqi sneered. "Shouldn't you apologize for hitting someone?!"
2Liu Hu glanced at Ouyang Ye. It looked really serious. He chuckled. "I didn't hit anyone. This is a little girl on the court. You don't understand."
2Ai Zhiqi laughed angrily. "I don't understand? I'm the president of our middle school basketball club! If you say I don't understand, then your actions back then were intentional."
2Liu Hu continued to quibble. "I didn't hit anyone anyway. It was just an accident."
2Suddenly, Ling Jue, who had been silent the whole time, sat on the chair and added, "That's right. He really didn't hit anyone."
2Ouyang Ye covered his aching eyes and glanced at Ling Jue, who was sitting on the chair. A bitter smile appeared on his face.
2Ling Jue stood up and crossed her arms in front of her chest. She smiled. "Instructor, this student's actions were indeed an accident on the field. I think it's too heavy for him to be punished."
2Qi Ye looked at his smile and swallowed his saliva. He did not say a word.
Ai Zhiqi was furious when she heard Ling Jue's words. "Why didn't he hit him?! Are you guys blind? Can't you see that Ouyang Ye's eyes are already blue and purple! How could he hit his eyes with a ball?!"
2The referee did not speak, and neither did the instructor of Class A 2. It was even better if he was right, so that the higher-ups would not blame him for teaching a bad student.
2Lu Yilie looked at Ling Jue and realized that he was looking at Liu Hu with a faint smile. He suddenly fell silent. What was Ling Jue trying to do?
The referee looked at the crowd. "Alright, let's take a break and wait for the second half to begin."
2Ai Zhiqi helped Ouyang Ye sit on the stool and wiped his face with a disinfectant wet towel. She slapped his back angrily. "Why are you so stupid! Why did you rush up?"
2Ouyang Ye smiled foolishly and patted her head. "Don't be angry. I'm fine."
2Ai Zhiqi looked at his dark circles and her eyes reddened with heartache. She glared at him. "You're so ugly!"
2Ouyang Ye looked at her dotingly and coaxed her. "Don't be angry. It's fine."
2Lu Yilie gulped. "No wonder I said that you're so good to the girls in our class. So, Ai Zhiqi is your girlfriend."
2Ai Zhiqi was ranked 17th while Ouyang Ye was ranked 16th. These two... f*ck, childhood sweethearts!
2Ling Jue's eyes flashed and the corners of her mouth curled up. Ouyang Ye was quite interesting, so... Her gaze swept across Liu Hu. Seeing that this kid had treated her to a bottle of pure water, she decided to avenge him...
2Ai Zhiqi was played by our family's Chessman Yaoyao. Haha, everyone can go to the top and leave their names. If they meet a suitable dirty person, they will use it
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