Jiang Qinghua pulled Liu Xin over and asked, "Are you as good as Dong Shuo?"
"Not too different..." Liu Xin stared at Qiao Bixia, "Tank is fully fueled today... I guess I can't match up."
"Then there's no choice, change the tactics."
"What?"
Jiang Qinghua glanced at Lin Yujing, who was casually shooting to get a feel for the ball, "Lin Yujing is tough to deal with, but she has a weakness."
"She does?"
"She's afraid of physical contact; her defense relies almost entirely on stealing the ball," Jiang Qinghua said solemnly, "Change the tactics, race the horses, you go up against Lin Yujing."
"What?"
"She even avoids Little Glasses when he breaks through. If you crash into her with all your sweat, she'll definitely be scared off," Jiang Qinghua said, "Once you break through, Tank will surely co to help, and then you can pass the ball to for an easy score."
"Isn't this a bit underhanded?"
"Since girls ca onto this court, we need to treat them equally. Holding back will only make us lose the ga and our dignity like Class Seven did," Jiang Qinghua instructed, "When defending, don't make hasty moves. Stick to her, annoy her, force her to pass the ball. I'll preemptively block her passing lanes so Qiao Bixia can't get the ball, rendering her useless."
"What about Li Zheng?"
"Just take a leisurely walk and chat with that girl who we don't know who she is."
"Got it." Li Zheng was quite satisfied with this arrangent.
The three of them entered the court.
Cheers erupted from the sidelines.
"Whoa, Class Four's main players are on!"
"Who's that guy in the back?"
"No idea, never seen him before."
"Oil Drum versus Tank, both are a sight to behold. Let's see who throws up first."
"Hahaha!"
As the three entered, Lin Yujing's deanor suddenly changed.
"Oh..." She stared at Li Zheng, and began flexing her fingers, no longer light-hearted.
Her whole presence was intimidating.
Without any assignnt, she sidled up behind Li Zheng, ready to guard him.
Qiao Bixia quickly commanded, "ngxi, you guard the other outside player; leave the inside to ."
"Okay." The ordinary girl hurriedly switched positions.
The ga started.
Jiang Qinghua threw the ball to Liu Xin.
Li Zheng didn't slack off and leisurely started walking from a distance.
[Relaxation activity detected: Basketball]
[Vitality recovery rate: 3.7]
[Maximum daily recovery: 60 minutes]
[Enhance relaxation experience with Ga Coins —]
[Basketball basics: Possess the skill level of an average basketball player, 5 Ga Coins]
[Ga reading, possess the skill level of an average basketball coach, 5 Ga Coins]
[Accurate shooting, possess the precision of an average shooting guard, 5 Ga Coins]
Li Zheng was very satisfied.
Let's keep this up, treat it as walking. Occasionally, he could even touch the ball.
But Lin Yujing was a bit annoying, buzzing around him.
He was clearly a basketball idiot; was it worth it?
Didn't she want to win? Wouldn't that be a better experience?
Looking at the fierce Lin Yujing, Li Zheng suddenly widened his eyes.
!
It was a malicious competition!
Lin Yujing realized that basketball relaxation had also been detected.
To prevent him from fully relaxing, she spared no effort in strictly guarding him, not letting him touch the ball.
Thus affecting his experience.
To drive away a competitor and monopolize the basketball court, she even gave up on winning or losing the match.
Lin Yujing, this was too much.
He had said he didn't want to compete with her for winning or losing.
Li Zheng showed disdain.
"Oh!" Lin Yujing beca even more enthusiastic.
Li Zheng ignored her, determined to enjoy the ga in his own way.
He rembered his task.
Walking and chatting with the ordinary girl.
If he couldn't complete such a simple task, he wouldn't be able to hold onto soone's thigh later.
Where was the ordinary girl?
He realized that since Lin Yujing had taken over the task, the ordinary girl had to guard Liu Xin.
Li Zheng quickly moved over.
Lin Yujing, with her eyes only on Li Zheng, followed closely.
The two chased each other, displaying skillful maneuvering.
The scene beca bizarre.
Liu Xin, the ordinary girl, Li Zheng, and Lin Yujing, all chasing each other, created a four-player rotation.
But it didn't last long; Liu Xin quickly found a gap, easily squeezed past the ordinary girl, and broke through.
"Bumping into our ngxi?" Qiao Bixia made a ferocious lunge out of the three-second zone.
Just as Jiang Qinghua had instructed, Liu Xin seized the mont and passed the ball to the unguarded Jiang Qinghua.
Jiang Qinghua caught the ball and executed a one-handed layup.
His form was more graceful than usual.
Effortless and smooth point.
Two junior girls scread wildly.
"Handso!!!"
"Go Jiang Shuai!!!"
But the onlookers were frustrated.
"Jiang Qinghua is so dirty."
"Tank is out."
"It's not Tank's fault. What are those people doing? Playing snake?"
Indeed, it wasn't Jiao Bixia's fault.
It was purely because Lin Yujing guarded soone who didn't need any guarding, leaving Liu Xin free.
Race the horses, the lowest level horse Li Zheng was the real MVP.
Although unhappy with Lin Yujing, Li Zheng still rembered the task from the coach.
"Fellow student, are you okay?" Li Zheng offered a friendly greeting to the ordinary girl.
"I'm fine... Just a light bump," the girl shyly shook her head, brushed off the dirt on her sleeve, and turned to Lin Yujing, "Jingjing, I can't guard that uncle."
"Oh..." Lin Yujing looked at her teammate, then at Li Zheng.
She felt conflicted.
According to the school's rules, the losing team would serve. This ti it was the girl's team's turn to serve.
The ordinary girl didn't think much and passed the ball to Lin Yujing.
Liu Xin pressed up according to their tactical deploynt.
As predicted, Lin Yujing frantically dodged, dribbled around the outside for half a lap, and ended up right in front of Li Zheng.
anwhile, Li Zheng only focused on chasing the ordinary girl.
But Lin Yujing, dribbling the ball, kept chasing Li Zheng, seemingly wanting him to guard her.
Of course, Liu Xin wouldn't let her have her way and continued to chase her closely.
A new round of the four-player rotation began.
Just as everyone was bamboozled, things took an unexpected turn.
Without anyone noticing, Qiao Bixia had already moved to the outside and silently set a screen near the three-point line.
Liu Xin, originally chasing Lin Yujing, suddenly crashed into a mountain.
Ferocious Tiger Style, the fierce tiger unleashed.
Qiao Bixia set a screen!
She successfully obstructed Liu Xin's defensive route, creating an offensive space for Lin Yujing.
Jiang Qinghua, zoning out in the paint, shouted in panic, "Lin Yujing is open! Li Zheng, cover her!"
Li Zheng didn't hesitate, turning to block Lin Yujing.
Lin Yujing narrowed her eyes, lowered her body, and began a rapid series of crossovers.
Li Zheng was dazzled.
Jiang Qinghua, you're a piece of shit, how the hell am I supposed to guard this?
Lin Yujing suddenly made a fake move to break through. Li Zheng staggered, nearly falling.
But this ti, Lin Yujing didn't bypass her opponent to break through; she ramd into Li Zheng.
Already off-balance, Li Zheng was knocked down by Lin Yujing's shoulder.
Seeing him fall, Lin Yujing hesitated, slowing her dribble.
Liu Xin appeared just in ti and grabbed the ball.
The ball rolled to Jiang Qinghua's feet.
Once again, he easily made a layup and scored.
"So handso!"
"MVP! MVP!"
The fangirls scread, while the audience was dumbfounded.
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