Basketball speaks for itself.
That hollow swish, though silent, spoke volumes.
Resounding truth.
The previously explosive court fell silent.
The boy slowly lowering his hand must have been the one who made the shot.
Uncontested three-pointers aren't difficult for people with high shooting accuracy. Talented shooters on the Eleventh High team can achieve a 75% success rate on uncontested three-pointers.
But even those people can't guarantee every shot will go in.
Not to mention a super, super long-distance half-court three-pointer!
At that distance, if Eleventh High's sharpshooter had a 25% success rate, that would be considered accurate.
So, it must have been luck!
"Who was fighting?"
A flawed hero?
"Wait until the seventh round. I'll fucking destroy that bastard," Xu Chen gritted his teeth.
Zhang Hanlin, the girl who started it all by making lewd remarks about Class Fourteen being finished, took the lead in calling people down to take sides.
Forcing you to use a flawed hero to investigate a flawed hero, letting them judge each other?
Zhou Fu and He Sijiao quickly surrounded Li Youyou, asking about her condition.
It really was too much.
"He's saying you know it too," Lao Mo said hotly.
Is that my style?
"Shh." Seeing everyone chatting, Zhou Yu stood up and reminded them, "It's lunchtime, people need to rest. Keep it down."
Liu Yan's hands, with bulging veins, clenched the ball tightly. Then, like launching a cannonball, he used his wrist strength to hurl it forcefully, aiming for Xu Chen's face.
"But Zhang Chao was really handsome today."
"Zhang Chao?" Lao Mo asked.
"Right?"
"...Suddenly, I feel like my seven hundred words are okay," Zhang Chao said, feeling a bit better.
"Yu-zi ge, you're really fierce. You went right in there. I was stunned."
"I'm asking, is he participating in the basketball game?"
Zhou Yu understood what he meant and was about to leave the office.
"No, I'm not! What are you doing?!"
"...No, I wasn't." When asked about Xu Chen, Zhou Yu paused slightly before saying, "He was breaking up the fight."
Investigate first.
"It's best not to fight. The head teacher hates it when we cause trouble," Jiao Chao explained.
To an experienced teacher like Lao Mo, that phrase was no different from bullshit.
"Go write a self-criticism," Lao Mo glanced at Zhou Yu, not answering directly.
Inside the office, Lao Mo looked at Jiao Chao, who was sometimes steady and honest but was now covered in dust as if he had been rolling on the ground, and asked seriously.
"Don't... don't fight, Zhang Chao," Zhou Fu said, terrified, her voice trembling.
Xu Chen was serious, never so serious before.
With something like this happening, it was impossible for no suspicion to arise.
"Sijiao..."
"Li Yuanzhen is my middle school classmate, the one who was talking," Chen Yuan, with his fiery temper, walked up to Zhang Chao, his hostility subsiding, and patted his back, reminding him.
"Liu Yan, that court over there is empty. Let's go play there."
If that trend appears, then don't blame me for being ruthless...
Zhou Fu had just finished angrily scolding the girls when she froze in place.
"Okay, good." Zhou Yu had already done everything he could as class monitor, so saying anything more now would be useless. On the contrary, it would annoy Lao Mo.
He wanted to play the fool.
Jiao Chao answered directly, "No, he was breaking up the fight."
"Mm."
"Is that a good thing? Do you want one too?"
"One can only say, 'Those who offend Sijiao, though far away must be...' "
We have to be the ones to step down.
"It's no trouble," Lao Mo shook his head, saying casually, "It's just a word."
But I don't know how to face it.
Really, are there people that bored?
So, Zhou Yu took the initiative to say, "Zhang Chao, you came at the right..."
"It's okay," Zhou Fu said, stroking her chest as her relieved mood gradually subsided.
After Jiao Chao finished speaking, he immediately stepped forward to break up the fight, forcefully pushing Liu Yan when Xu Chen was at a disadvantage.
"That's not how it is," Zhou Yu shook his head and said, "Xu Chen was also calm and didn't swear. At the beginning, he wanted to communicate, but that idiot was being unreasonable."
The school also had that consideration in mind when they banned him from the competition.
Just like that, more than a dozen people surrounded them, attracting all the teachers on the playground...
"You can," Lao Mo nodded, answering, "You can continue to participate in the basketball game, and then change it to an eight-thousand-word self-criticism. Do you still want a school-wide commendation? If you do, I can help you get it."
Walking in front, he suddenly stopped, grabbed Class Fourteen's basketball with one hand, then turned around, tightly gripping the ball with both hands, looking at Xu Chen, and mockingly smiled, saying, "Here, your ball."
"He was the most energetic in breaking up the fight."
While Lao Mo was thinking, Xu Chen walked in, his face bearing a scratch that looked like a dog had clawed him.
Seeing the people from Class Seventeen heading towards that basketball court, the crisis averted, Li Youyou also breathed a sigh of relief, walked up to Zhou Yu, and praised him with a smile.
"Teacher, I beg you, I was wrong." With his hands clasped together, Jiao Chao quickly started his pleading and deceptive mode, "Please let me go, just let me participate in the competition, and exempt me from the announcement..."
"Everyone break it up! What are you standing there for?!"
"Let me see too..."
However, the next moment, as if the other party had predicted it in advance, they dodged. Then, instead, they grabbed his collar: "What, it's not okay for you to say the same thing?"
In high school, even the biggest troublemakers wouldn't easily cause trouble at school.
If everything could be resolved through 'social connections,' then wouldn't that be good?
The girls of Class Seventeen were all Yuan Shao, reacting extremely slowly, only surrounding them after the other party had fully mobilized.
Ugh, those classes are really boring.
"Everyone was breaking it up, right? Then who was actually fighting?"
That question left Lao Mo speechless.
And I still have a few hundred words left to memorize today.
"A two-thousand-word self-criticism, and a school-wide commendation."
At the same time, accompanied by a strange boy's scream.
Yeah, that's how it feels.
Honestly, when Zhang Chao appeared and shot the basketball in from so far away, and then stood up for the students of Class Fourteen, I really thought he was as handsome as a character in a manga. He was practically glowing, and I even imagined some pretty...bromance-like scenes.
"But you were really showing off today," Xu Chen asked, not understanding, since he was the last one to take action, making it Zhang Chao's solo performance, "How did you get it in?"
"Call Xu Chen over," Lao Mo said.
"Okay." Xu Chen nodded, accepting it calmly.
Then, Xu Chen carefully took out his phone and showed the screen to Jiao Chao.
"Should we... tell the teacher?" He Sijiao quickly asked Li Youyou.
At that moment, it was like a great battle between good and evil. The villains were too strong, and the protagonists were once in a desperate situation. At this time, a flying sword swept across, splitting the battlefield, and in the mist, Zhang Chao slowly appeared...
The young homeroom teacher of Class Seventeen, who had been talking and laughing, started apologizing and making promises after hearing what I said.
Just like that, Xu Chen returned to his seat.
No one understood the girls in the class better than me.
He wouldn't really do it, would he?
The accusation of fighting had to be corrected, and the reason for the accusation couldn't be used as an excuse for fighting.
Then, he saw a pair of spiked shoes in Xu Chen's shopping cart...
Zhou Yu got anxious. There was no way to break up a fight like that. He whispered a reminder: "Don't use your feet, don't use your feet, lock him up and let Xu Chen hit him!"
"Jiaojiao, are you okay?!"
So, everyone stopped chatting.
"Let's go back."
Two people of similar height, facing each other.
……
Xu Chen knew he had gotten lucky, but precisely because he had gotten lucky, he had successfully pulled off the show.
My memories were still stuck on Liu Yan throwing our ball out of bounds, and then kicking our ball away.
"That works." Zhang Chao accepted.
If he hadn't gotten lucky today, it meant he had been faking it for the past year.
Lao Mo stared at Zhou Yu, wondering how he could tell such a ridiculous lie.
Xu Chen was stunned, looking at Li Youyou, who hadn't said a word and had simply walked away, then lowering his head to look at the band-aid lying quietly on the ground...
After Zhou Fu finished speaking with a smile, everyone gradually realized that Li Youyou, who would usually say something even more cutting at this time, hadn't said anything.
This time, Xu Chen didn't speak, lowering his head, looking like he was ready to be killed or punished.
Because I saw that the moment Li Youyou fell to the ground, Xu Chen rushed up and kicked Liu Yan in the stomach.
"What, do you have a plan?" Zhang Chao asked.
Chen Yuan was the tallest in Class Fourteen and had a strong build. He was quite effective at breaking up the fight, kicking Liu Yan in the back four or five times.
Something like this had already become a minor campus incident.