Chapter 178 Dunk Finish

In the final moments, Chen Yuan chose the most reliable method.

Although the Invincible Progress Bar could ensure accurate shots even when out of position defensively, facing a double team with a sprained left foot, there simply wasn't a suitable angle to shoot from.

Therefore, Chen Yuan applied the progress bar to an alley-oop dunk.

Clearly, what seemed a safe move to him was seen by the audience as the ultimate display of swagger, a transformation into a dragon.

"Damn, dunks are common, but a dunk as a game-winner!"

"And an alley-oop dunk!"

"And with a twisted ankle, truly invincible."

This time, the cheers came from every corner of the school. Because phones were legally allowed today, even those in the restroom were seeing the video in their class groups.

Such a dramatic ending.

"Hmm… it doesn't hurt much."

Sun Xin nodded and said, "Let the teacher take a look at it."

Everyone turned in unison to look at the familiar, yet silent, handsome boy.

Sweet words, refreshing the heart and then dissolving within the chest, filling everything.

If one side wants a boy…

They're known for preferring to kill a thousand by mistake. And once they're killed, that's it, what's there to support?

The photographer took out an SLR camera, adjusting it as he said, "I don't know why, but I really want him to see it… it's strange."

I can treat him as an exception, indulge him a little.

No, I must surpass this beast!

Cannot slack off!

"…" This was the first time Liang Yu, even with those 4 points added, wasn't happy.

Sun Xin quickly pulled away, preparing to find Hu Siqi.

Competing injured is a murder of an athlete's career.

"Are they really going to cancel our finals?" Liu Qiming was numb. It was hard enough to reach the top eighteen, why is this happening?

"Your mom almost gave Jiao-jie away, shut up…"

At this moment, the atmosphere suddenly became subtle, and the audience in the front row began to mutter.

"Bullshit! What nonsense? Who cried? Don't distort the facts, loser! I must get my cat ears…"

And this one, he dared not be perfunctory with, so he quickly greeted with a smile, "Teacher, I'm going to the restroom."

"I have to go back to school, otherwise I'll skip the eighth class…" Hu Siqi looked at Sun Xin, explaining.

"Where does a high school student get a salary, what are you thinking about?"

So obviously red.

Are all the people in Class 14 attention-seekers?

Zhang Hanlin looked at this group of embarrassing women, shaking his head in sigh.

Not wasting study time, this can be treated with an ice pack.

Liang Yu Chun came over, reminding everyone to moderate the revelry.

Damn it, I'm not reconciled!

She smiled, genuinely.

So, walking next to him, looking at the camera, Zhang Hanlin questioned, "Class 14 also won, don't they get a group photo?"

No time to mourn the fall of Class 17, arriving at the court was Class 14.

Then, Hu Siqi continued to say in the same tone as usual, "Winning the basketball game with the weak defeating the strong, making a big splash at school. The remaining days of high school will surely bring a lot of romantic prospects, right? Then, there will also be many girls more beautiful than me giving you drinks…"

"Yuan-ge, you can start serving the country with utmost loyalty!"

"Win with integrity!"

At that moment, a PE teacher with a whistle found him and handed him a phone, "Sun Xin, basketball coach Chu Heng is looking for you."

With Chaozi around, no one could defend against me.

I had always wondered, in the NBA playoffs, at such an important moment, why some people, after suffering what seemed like a minor injury, would sit on the bench in a suit and abandon their teammates.

"Then there should be time left, we need to reset the clock."

"Youyou, come together."

"But 504 points isn't enough for a good school."

Sure enough, just as He Sijiao said, at most 0.2 seconds.

The photographer focused the lens on Sun Xin, and then also included the other players and the two teachers.

How to delicately express that his pity refers to – it's a pity that he can still recover!

Everyone turned their heads to look at him, very curious.

The sunlight at this time was neither dazzling nor dim. It was a caramel-like, soft coolness.

There were too many people on the playground. The seven classes that won were taking photos with all sorts of people, even taking out selfie sticks. Liang Yu Chun, that great beauty, had already been scattered who knows where.

"Is your uniform still clean?" Liang Yu asked.

"High school students need benefits for doing things? How are they more greedy than elementary school students!"

Completely ignoring Liang Yu Chun's request, and under the terrified gaze of Zhou Lanlan, the surprised gaze of Li Yuan Chen, and the exclamations of awesome from several girls, Sun Xin directly brought Hu Siqi to the center of the frame.

"I'll go, a lesbian!" Just then, Liang Yu Chun suddenly appeared, cheerfully joining the conversation.

"Yes, very stalwart." Liang Yu nodded, "And he always remembers you, saying you are a worthy famous teacher, responsible and dedicated…"

Sun Xin answered the phone, puzzled, and then heard the other side say, "Sun Xin, I'm at the hospital now. Xu Chen's leg injury is very serious. Recovery is estimated to take a long time."

Although he harmed you, he mentions 504 over and over, it really hurts!

"… Uh." Zhang Hanlin was troubled.

"I hate seeing straight girls in cheerleader outfits the most." Li Yuan Chen chuckled, with a wicked taste.

"504 won't get you into many schools, right?"

"What are you running for, walk."

Now I understand.

Chen Yuan was also silent, just feeling that it would be too boring to say anything at this time, but calling out something else felt like a waste.

A few minutes later, Sun Xin walked over.

Hu Siqi: I changed my clothes in the bathroom and I'm going back to school.

Seeing Sun Xin running around with an injured leg, Lao Mo directly warned him. Then, looking at this girl who always felt not afraid of him at all, he reminded her, "School is a place to study, don't be so conspicuous."

"Okay, everyone stand still, let's have a champion's celebration."

Sun Xin took the opportunity to leave.

Sun Xin: Wait, where are you?

Targeting that photographer.

Tell you, what can I say…

"That's right."

Just as everyone was celebrating the victory and the whole school was boiling, Xia Xinyu suddenly questioned the timing referee.

Swear to swallow a thousand needles if I lied.

Watching the other party leave, Liang Yu didn't follow Lao Mo's instructions to go to the outside clinic for treatment.

If Sun Xin could transfer to Seventh High…

"Is there still a reversal?"

But where is our Xinbao?

"Don't you want to win tomorrow?" Liang Yu asked back.

Forget it, take the pictures if you want.

"I don't want to squeeze in with the girls to take pictures, that's ruining my reputation… like a bro-hoe." Zhang Hanlin blushed.

"Cheer them on is fine, but please don't wear cheerleader outfits, I beg you…"

"Thank you, teacher!"

Speak up, Sun Xin.

His mother, pulling that move.

Only in the top eighteen and already betting on the championship, really something.

Zero missed positions, zero mistakes.

Originally, they felt that Sun Xin was their benevolent father, the one who cleared the obstacles for their advancement, a great goddess worthy of being supported.

"Uh."

Just like that, Sun Xin returned the phone to the PE teacher, and also reached some vague agreements with Chu Heng on the other end of the phone.

"Oh." Responding briefly, Zhang Hanlin looked at these filial children, and suddenly felt…

Although he didn't shout along, Hu Siqi also held her fist high like everyone else, full of youthful energy.

That day, I reminded him to be careful of getting his foot stepped on…

"Wasn't there a group photo just now?" Hu Siqi asked back with a smile.

"When that He Sijiao ran over to shoot, Sun Xin endured the foot injury and did his best to defend, it was quite inspiring."

"Turning back from the wrong path is a good thing."

Hu Siqi: At the school gate, about to leave…

Too domineering isn't necessary, the pleasure gained today is already enough.

"Let's see who's afraid."

"Isn't it? What are they doing, hi hi yo."

Great, I can skip a class.

No, who wants to compete for such a credit?

"Stop!"

"Plagiarism rate is one hundred percent, return to rewrite."

If this game is rated, the losing MVP is either Liang Yu Chun or me.

But at this moment, why did I really take Liang Yu's words seriously?

Not the kind of impatience from the bottom of the heart: stop embarrassing yourself, losing is losing.

…………

"Jiao-jie, can you take a group photo with us instead of Lao Mo?"

Liang Yu then realized that she wasn't a damn caveman.

Today is a day to indulge, I haven't even bothered them for using their phones.

What the hell, why are you pulling my hair!

But deep down, he also felt pity.

"I didn't expect him to be quite considerate, not holding a grudge at all."

Occasionally, the usually insulting, or 'gentle' Sun Xin suddenly used this tough term, making Hu Siqi feel very strange.

"Sister 47, so vengeful?"

But, 0.18.

"Yes, and he's quite handsome, the sunny, salt-of-the-earth type."

I'm really noble, but Chaozi will be weakened next week, it's more reliable to study literature and science.

"…"

"I still don't plan to take the sports route…"

However, Lao Mo suddenly spoke.

"Isn't there still a reversal?"

"Ah? Why are you sighing?"

So, just like that, wearing the uniform of Seventh High, she stood at the gate of Eleventh High.

"I'll go, this damn photographer is so nice? I really misunderstood him."

"It's really too late to wait two years, I'm serious."

"…"

But he can't be affectionate in front of me!

"Isn't it, what does it have to do with you?" Chen Yuan looked down at these filial sons who were holding him high, with mixed feelings.

"Son!"

Clearly, the other party was just adding some special filters to me.

That feeling of testing the other party's bottom line step by step is really a kind of wicked pleasure.

Then, without looking, turn around and leave.

"To put it simply, isn't it?"

"Jiao-jie deserves a place in the Imperial Ancestral Temple."

"Ah? Am I talking?"

Sun Xin gave an ok gesture, smiling and leaving.

"They all agreed, I don't care!"

She pointed to Liang Yu's right foot, which was being supported, and subtly reminded, "His foot is still twisted, everyone be a little gentler."

"Jiao-jie forever."

This sentence reminded the photographer that his duty today didn't seem to be just to photograph Sun Xin. So, he changed his words and said, "Then tell them, there will be a group photo later."

Eight minutes later, after repeated confirmation.

Just then, the other party sent a message.

The photographer had always felt that something was missing in this composition, and looking at the couple sitting in the middle like Coach Anzai, with other members standing behind them, he suddenly understood.

Immediately afterward, everything went dark.

"Who said before that I was afraid of being gossiped about, that's why I went?" Sun Xin was as assertive as any typical Southeast woman.

"We won!"

This group of b*stards seem to be taking off my clothes!

"No overtime."

"…"

Ten thousand angers had nowhere to vent in the face of those 0.18 seconds.

"Hey! Not talking about you!" The photographer was really convinced, what's wrong with this group of people.

I need to be more cautious next time.

Hu Siqi waved to Sun Xin, and then left the school gate.

Sun Xin, stop disgusting me!

I have no way to transfer to Eleventh High because my degree was obtained by my aunt after a lot of effort.

After the photo, Liang Yu turned her head slightly, looking at the snow-white back of the neck under the boy's high ponytail, and the sweet smile from the bottom of her heart.

Then, I saw Sun Xin silently open his mouth. Judging by the shape of his mouth, it seemed to be related to hair, until I heard him whispering…

"When you were about to be game-winninged, didn't you cry…"

"Ah? What grudge did I hold?"

"So, let's wait for him a little longer."

It is said that doing good deeds should be anonymous, but it was also my help, but no one remembers the good, and it is indeed a bit uncomfortable.

Looking at Liang Yu Chun, whose limited skin expired and returned to the original skin, I sighed.

There's still:

"I'll go, a bit fierce…"

"Wow, what a great figure."

Back to class.

Before finishing, he deliberately glanced at Hu Siqi.

"That He Sijiao, is really a good sport…"

According to what he said, Zhang Jianjun also refused.

However, based on the four-minute recovery rate of four percent, damage below seventy percent is relatively easy to repair.

Although in the corridor, the outer circle of the audience still didn't understand what was happening and continued to cheer, boiling with excitement for the scene just now. The audience closer, however, were expectantly waiting for the clock to reset.

Zhang Hanlin pointed to himself, somewhat unwilling.

Xia Xinyu's teammates also raised his objections.

"A boy more beautiful than you."

"Is there still time, but at most 0.2 seconds, and there is no timeout. From the backcourt serve, why do you think you can reverse the game?" He Sijiao stared at Xia Xinyu in confusion, a rare display of emotion.

So the other side, is it you?

Then, the air instantly dissolved.

Putting his hands together, smiling and looking at the girl in front of him who was even more sunny and refreshed after sweating, Hu Siqi looked at me with undisguised joy: "Today, you were really handsome."

Just as I was about to do so, a few hands suddenly appeared, pulling me out.

"You play basketball so well, have you never thought about taking the basketball special recruitment route?" Chu Heng asked.

"???" Everyone.

Seriously watching the Hu Siqi in front of him, Sun Xin said without hesitation: "Does not exist."

The people of Class 14 put their arms around each other's shoulders, laughing and joking, shouting eggplant in unison… wait, what the hell?

The mood seems to be a little brighter.

And Sun Xin squatted down and pressed his ankle, looking at the 18% consumption there, his mood was subtle.

"Does not exist." Liang Yu interrupted.

Sour and smelly.

Even the ecstatic atmosphere of winning the championship couldn't cover up that moment of 'reversing the universe.'

"Um, my cousin." Liang Yu introduced without any panic, "Took time off to watch my game."

It's rare that Xinyu is wearing our Eleventh High's uniform, let's take another group photo of the seven of us.

"As for the salary…"

For the first time, he blushed.

Liang Yu was very clear that although this defeat couldn't be said to have been given away, He Sijiao was indeed not behaving properly.

Ultimate defense, impeccable tactics, but defeated by a talent monster who deliberately played dumb for a year, just to win with the strongest against the strongest at this moment…