Judging from the scores in the second half, there was actually no suspense. As long as Class 8 did not stand and wait for Class 7 to shoot, they would definitely win.

Wang Xu and the others had already foreseen this victory. They all had their bodies on fire. When they ran, they felt like they were caught by fire and their tails were rushing. They were like layups and rebounding, jumping three feet high, and they also changed the substitutes one by one to practice.

The audiences of Class 8 were also full of enthusiasm. This opportunity to cheer for their class in the competition is really hard-won. Lao Lu could seize a place without a loudspeaker and roar among the many screams.

Class 7 is not convinced.

There is really no convincing the game on the court, and no one will give up until the last second.

But the expression of Class 7's dissatisfaction made Jiang Cheng feel irritated.

Various collisions, obstacles, and various small movements in open and secrets were constantly there. In the third quarter, the whole team saved up enough fouls to make a free throw.

It doesn't matter whether they can get points or not. They can't catch them anymore. Their goal is probably to vent their anger while interfering with the goal of Class 8.

"I can't bear it anymore," Lu Xiaobin has always been talking little, but he wiped his sweat when he was pausing. "I was hit on the base of my thighs and almost hit the egg. I don't want to be the last one."

"But we have to win cleanly," Wang Xu was hit by his elbow while grabbing the rebound, but he still insisted on Jiang Cheng's words, "They do things randomly, we can't do things randomly, or if they win, they will say that we are dirty."

"Then let it bear it," Guo Xu sighed, "Anyway, we must have won, it's less than ten minutes, and they won't have a chance to do anything."

"Has the wild boar head been four times?" Jiang Cheng asked.

"Yes." Gu Fei responded, looking at the person over there with an unhappy look on his face.

"You go and lure him to do it again," said Jiang Cheng, "remember that it is a seduction foul, not a malicious foul."

"Yes." Gu Fei still looked unhappy.

"I will tell you what to do when this happens later." Jiang Cheng raised his arms and stretched his arms until the people from Class 7 opposite him looked over and then raised his thumb and pressed down.

Hu Jian immediately pointed at him and cursed him and said, "I don't know what I know."

Jiang Cheng raised his arm over his head, clung his heart, and tilted his body towards him.

There was a burst of laughter around.

"Fuck!" Hu Jian cursed loudly, and he was about to come with a wave of his arm, but was pulled by the rest of his class.

"Just do that?" Wang Xu was a little confused, "Let's come together?"

"I'm talking about when I'm on the stage later," Jiang Cheng was helpless and closed his arms, "I'm just moving now, and thanking the people who cheered us on."

"Oh!" Wang Xu suddenly realized, patted the team members next to him, then turned around and raised his arms to the people in his class and put his heart on, "Hurry, thank you for the cheerleaders in our class!"

Some people didn't know if they were too excited or recognized Wang Xu's status as a class bully, but they just hesitated for a moment and raised their arms together and put a few heart-shaped figures at the people in their class.

All the people from Class 8 shouted immediately, and the other audience members were applauding.

"Dafei." Wang Xu looked at Gu Fei who was holding his arms and watching the fun.

"No." Gu Fei simply refused.

"Dafei! Do you have any sense of collective honor?" Wang Xu glared at him, "Hurry!"

"Mentally retarded." Gu Fei continued to simply refuse.

"Gu Fei" all the girls in the class shouted, "Gu Fei! Gu Fei!"

"Brother Jiang Chengcheng has been worried!" Wang Xu said again.

"If Jiang Chengcheng puts it, I have to put it on it?" Gu Fei was a little helpless.

What the hell is Jiang Chengcheng? Jiang Cheng was drinking water almost choking.

The referee blew the whistle, and the game was about to begin in the last few minutes, and the girl was still shouting, with a little disappointment in her voice.

Jiang Cheng felt that Gu Fei would probably not give him this face. He turned around and walked towards the field. Suddenly, he heard a crazy scream around him, and the girls on the other side jumped up and shouted.

He turned his head and saw Gu Fei raising his arms over his head and swaying his heart.

Fuck, it's all crazy.

Class 7's score was almost 20 points behind, and there were still a few minutes left, so it was impossible to catch up anyway. So as soon as they got on the court, their stance was not going to get points, but instead they were staring at the person and biting Class 8 to death one by one.

Once the ball reaches the 8th class, the person who holds the ball will be immediately entangled by at least two 7th class. The rogue partner of Wild Boar Head and Hu Jian is the main force. It is not certain whether there are any small moves, but it is so entangled that you can't even pass the ball, which is easy to 24 seconds.

The only thing Jiang Cheng can still admire is the physical strength of Class 7.

In this case, only the cooperation of Jiang Cheng and Gu Fei can be used to attack, the quick movement and tricky passing of the ball at any time.

Several times when Jiang Cheng passed the ball to Gu Fei, he didn't care about the opportunity and just took action. There were also cases where he almost smashed Gu Fei in the head.

Gu Fei took the ball and just crossed the center line, the wild boar head stopped him.

Jiang Cheng could see the fire ejected from the wild boar's head several steps away, as big as a candle head.

This is a good opportunity. There is no problem with using Gu Fei's skills to lure the wild boar head for a foul, especially the wild boar head is now just for the purpose of a foul.

"Pass!" Jiang Cheng got rid of the person staring at him, rushed to Gu Feilei and shouted.

Gu Fei looked at him, held the ball with both hands and stretched forward, and turned the angle at the moment when the wild boar slapped the ball with his head.

The wild boar slapped his head on his wrist, and a crisp sound was made.

The ball in Gu Fei's hand flew out.

Immediately after the referee's whistle sounded: "The thug foul! Five fouls!"

There was a burst of cheers and applause suddenly sounded around.

The wild boar head was sent off the field, and Wang Xu slapped each team member one by one, looking excited, as if the wild boar head was beaten by him, and he was simply full of fighting spirit.

However, the replacement of the wild boar head did not extinguish the shameless arrogance of Class 7. After the change of people came up, the game was only less than four minutes left.

The rampage led by Hu Jian continues.

In fact, Class 7 is still struggling hard until the last second. Some teams can't catch up with the score, and they can play in the last quarter like taking a walk.

But Class 7 used the wrong motivation.

When Hu Jian pounced on Jiang Cheng several times, he wanted to slap Hu Jian in the face, and he regretted not using the mop pole at noon.

The opportunity came at the last minute. Hu Jian took the ball and rushed to the basket. To be honest, the people in Class 7 are much stronger than Class 8, probably because they have more substitutes and have more rest time.

Hu Jian can still rush up now. Their speed is already slower than at the beginning, so Hu Jian can penetrate straight to the basket.

Jump shot.

Jiang Cheng calculated his jumping time and used all his strength to this leap. Hu Jian's jumping was not outstanding, and he was not even as good as a heavy tower-shaped player like Lu Xiaobin. Jiang Cheng's jump was a little higher than him.

Hu Jianqiu made a move and flew towards the basket as he rose.

Jiang Cheng took action in the air and slapped the ball down.

The slap was straightforward and didn't touch anything except the ball.

But he used all his strength to slap him almost like a volleyball spike. The ball went straight down and hit Hu Jian's face, who had just landed on the ground and had not yet stood firm.

Hu Jian suddenly leaned back and sat down on the ground.

"Foof!" Hu Jian was stunned and yelled, "He fouled his thug!"

The referee looked at him without saying a word.

"It's your mom's rule." Wang Xu rushed over and snatched the ball that fell, turned around and waved his hand to pass the ball to Guo Xu in the center line.

"Sorry." Jiang Cheng went over and patted his shoulder, turned around and ran away.

"Fuck!" Hu Jian continued to yell, "Fuck!"

Jiang Cheng quickly followed when he heard his voice, looked back and found that the boy had bleeding from his nose. He was so confused that he was staring at him with blood.

Gu Fei scored a layup there, and there was no time on the court. Everyone in the 8th class shouted and raised their hands and applauded.

Class 7 wanted to replace people, but Hu Jian scolded him back: "What the hell is he changing! He is not dead!"

Hu Jian finished the last half minute with Feiyang's nose bleeding. When the whistle sounded at the end of the game, he smashed the ball hard on the ground. The ball bounced violently on the ground and hit Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng's vision was not here. When he felt that a ball came, he had no time to hide. He was thinking about going to fuck him, probably with this injured physique, Gu Fei reached out to block it, and slapped the ball away when the ball hit his face immediately.

"Damn," Wang Xu became popular and pointed at Hu Jian, "What, you can't play basketball and behave like a hooligan!"

"What's wrong with you? Are you really the boss?" Hu Jian also pointed at him, and several squads of 7 around him surrounded him, and several pairs of eyes squirting on fire were enough to make a bonfire party.

"I'm not the boss," Wang Xu said, "Our boss is Gu Fei, why are you looking for our boss?"

Several people from Class 7 didn't say anything, and stared at Gu Fei again.

Gu Fei didn't even look over there and turned around and walked away.

The people from Class 8 were so excited that no one noticed that the strife was on the court, and they all rushed up, surrounded the team members and shouted into a group, instantly squeezing away the few in Class 7.

"Good!" Old Xu was caught in the crowd and tried hard to approach them, "Good! You must have such a demeanor when playing basketball! You finally learned to make your own! Good! I am very touched."

"Jiang Cheng's slap is well covered!" Lao Lu's voice pressed Lao Xu to the point of being left, and Jiang Cheng's ears buzzed, "This technique! It's so good that he has no temper!"

"You can also teach Class 7, how can you face them tomorrow," Guo Xu said, "so partial."

"They can learn from the class I taught before, and collectively protest against me not going to class!" Lao Lu said, "I just like being open and honest! You have to be open and honest when fighting, look at last year."

"Teacher Lu! Lao Lu! Don't always say fight!" Lao Xu interrupted him and looked at the people in the team, "I am proud of you! I am proud of you!"

Jiang Cheng struggled to break free from the crowd, and pulled his collar and shook.

"I'm so tired," Gu Fei also squeezed out, "Second 7 is really amazing."

"They have many substitutes," Jiang Cheng glanced at the excited person behind him, "What happened to Lao Lugang last year?"

"Last year he had a fight with senior high school," said Gu Fei, "It was very exciting, and then he was rushed from senior high school to our grade to attend class."

"I really have a personality." Jiang Cheng sighed.

"You can come to school these mornings and wait for me first." Gu Fei said.

"Huh?" Jiang Cheng looked at him and looked at the side of Class 7. The people from Class 7 had already dragged away all the chairs dejectedly, leaving only a few basketball teams standing there looking here.
To be continued...