The game has begun. While Yang Yang was observing the No. 3 Middle School team, he also squinted at Coach Wang of the No. 3 Middle School.

This old man is very bad. The No. 3 Middle School cheerleaders are dressed like this. It is probably his strategy. He didn't notice that the No. 3 Middle School players on the court were rushing like bulls in heat.

It is the primitive instinct of most males to show their strength and strength in front of beautiful females.

The No. 3 Middle School team started with a very aggressive rhythm and scored three goals in a row.

Logically speaking, Yunzhong's momentum should wax and wane, but Yang Yang found that under the leadership of Xu Yihang, everyone played very rationally and cooperated with each other tacitly. No one would act impulsively and leave the team to fight alone.

The passion of high school students in anime basketball seems not to be found in him, but this is only the surface.

At the beginning of the second quarter, Yunzhong got the ball and No. 3 Middle School had to defend. However, Yunzhong's three senior players, who were as tall as the No. 3 Middle School players, used their backs to block three people.

Wang Feng was guarding Xu Yifan who was controlling the ball. Although he was not the tallest, he was the most agile. He almost knocked Xu Yifan's basketball away with his hand several times.

Xu Yifan did not fight with Wang Feng, but made a fake move to get rid of Wang Feng and passed the ball to Shi Lei.

Shi Lei immediately took the ball and ran to the outside, as if he wanted to shoot a three-pointer, but a player from the No. 3 Center immediately ran over to block it.

Shi Lei took the ball a few more steps and passed it to a senior player.

Following the same pattern, although the defense change in No. 3 Middle School was timely, within ten seconds, the defensive formation was dismantled to pieces.

When the ball was passed to Xu Yifan, the flash of light in Xu Yifan's eyes instantly made Wang Feng realize something was wrong, and he immediately shouted:

"Defend quickly!"

The players of No. 3 Middle School immediately understood what Wang Feng meant and immediately ran towards the basket.

However, it was too late. Xu Yifan suddenly burst out with a completely different speed than before. He quickly avoided everyone, jumped up on his knees, dunked and scored, all in one breath.

"Roar!"

This is the roar from a group of young boys who love basketball. This is their common youthful passion.

When the whistle sounded, Chen Zhenghong used his regular right to suspend the game.

"You played this ball beautifully, but the counterattack in the next three centers will be even stronger. I want you... remember to do it again, and again, and again, and again. What you have to do is not to be impatient.

Slow down the rhythm of No. 3 Middle School and at the same time keep your rhythm stable, so that at least half of the game will be won." Chen Zhenghong took a pen and kept drawing on the small whiteboard.

"I understand." The team members all nodded seriously.

While Yang Yang was studying next to him, he despised Chen Zhenghong.

This man is also very bad. He motivates his team members strategically and wears down his opponents tactically. His tactics are not dirty.

In the second quarter of the game, starting from Xu Yifan's first ball, he was basically led away in the middle rhythm, like a bull with a nose ring, with no energy left to use.

Yang Yang, who was sitting on the bench and watching the team, didn't have to worry about him. He remembered the task his wife had given him and dug out the letter from his backpack.

While everyone was nervously paying attention to the game, Yang Yang suddenly walked up to the opponent's cheerleading team.

Lin Jiajia had already taken advantage of the stalemate in the game to sit back on the bench and put on her autumn school uniform. Suddenly, a voice sounded beside her.

"Excuse me, are you classmate Lin Jiajia?" Yang Yang stood next to her with an envelope in his hand.

Yang Yang was still wearing the uniform of the Yunzhong school team. Lin Jiajia was a little at a loss, but still responded: "I, I am, what can I do for you?"

"A friend of mine has a letter for you." Yang Yang confirmed the target and handed the envelope to Lin Jiajia.

Suddenly the other girls on the cheerleading team laughed and started cheering softly.

"Classmate, the friend you are talking about cannot be you."

"Lin Jiajia has a boyfriend, Wang Feng, the captain of the No. 3 Lieutenant Colonel. If you're not worthy, just give up."

"You're pretty good, we can consider it."

Faced with the teasing of several girls, Yang Yang ignored it and explained briefly: "This letter is written to you by a girl. It is not convenient for her to give it to you in person."

Lin Jiajia was a little hesitant and curious, but after hearing that it was a letter from a girl, she still took it.

"If it's convenient, could you give me your mobile phone number and I'll pass it on to her?" Yang Yang was about to ask for Lin Jiajia's mobile phone number when an angry shout came from beside him.

"Wang Feng, what are you doing!"

Yang Yang turned his head and saw a basketball hitting his face. He subconsciously caught it and passed it to the school team Shi Lei.

Shi Lei looked confused, and Yang Yang also had a look of helplessness on his face. He had been training a little too much recently. After equipping the title, his body sometimes reacted faster than his thinking speed.

Chen Zhenghong was speechless at this time. There were rumors that Yang Yang had gone through military training to pick up girls across schools. He thought the two of them had known each other for a long time, but he never thought that Yang Yang would fall in love with pretty girls when he saw them.

Obviously Lin Jiajia's boyfriend Wang Feng thought so too, so he hit Yang Yang with a basketball during the game.

Seeing Wang Feng's red-eyed look, Yang Yang knew that he had no chance to ask for his phone number now.

"Don't get me wrong, it's the wife of a distant relative of mine who asked me to send a letter to this classmate." Yang Yang raised his hands, showing a harmless smile, and then slowly returned to the rest area in Yunzhong.

The students from No. 3 Middle School sitting in the audience area stared at Yang Yang with strange eyes, obviously they didn't believe what Yang Yang said.

Yang Yang was also helpless, no one believed his words even though they were the closest to the truth.

"Substitution, Wang Feng, please come down and calm down first." Regardless of whether what Yang Yang said was true or not, coach Wang still replaced Wang Feng.

As soon as he came down, Wang Feng immediately walked up to Lin Jiajia aggressively and stretched out his hand: "Give me the letter."

Lin Jiajia did not hesitate and handed the letter to Wang Feng obediently.

Wang Feng took the letter and wanted to tear it up, but if Yang Yang really had thoughts about Lin Jiajia, this would be evidence, so he tore open the envelope and took out the letter paper, intending to read it first before talking.

When the letter was torn open, two maple leaf vein bookmarks fell out of the envelope. The fiery red color was Lin Jiajia's favorite, so she bent down and picked it up.

Wang Feng picked up the letter angrily and read it. The first thing he noticed was that it was a girl. He immediately had a basin of cold water poured on his head to calm down.

When he saw Xu Yanwen's sickly beginning, he was even more confused. He only read a few lines and returned the letter to Lin Jiajia, who had just picked up the leaf vein bookmark, with a guilty conscience:

"Here you go, this letter is indeed written by a woman. I won't read it... Coach, I'm fine here. Let me play."

Lin Jiajia held the letter in confusion, wondering about Wang Feng's reaction. She began to look at it curiously, and soon couldn't help but chuckle.

She didn't know who wrote the letter, but reading her words felt a spiritual resonance, as if she were an old friend for many years.

But when she saw the second page of the letter, Lin Jiajia frowned again and looked up at Wang Feng, who had returned to the court, and a girl in the back row who was cheering for the school team very hard.

Ling Jiajia hesitated for a moment, but chose to believe her boyfriend. She threw the letter written by this very kind stranger into the trash can in the corner, then took off her autumn school uniform and joined the cheerleading team to cheer for her boyfriend.

Yang Yang looked at this scene, sighed feebly, secretly picked up his cell phone, and sent a message to his wife.
Chapter completed!