Tang Yan looked down, the young man was noble, and he touched Lin Wan'er's head softly. The gentle appearance attracted Tang Yan's pink and screamed with excitement: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Handsome!!! Come on, Tang Yun!!!"

The shouts attracted people from the physical education class to look over, and Xiong Biwen snorted coldly on the spot: "You will be handsome!"

As he spoke, he handed the half-peeled lychee to Lin Jian: "Auntie, he was the one who stepped on the dignity of our physical education class to climb up to the school grass last year. This year, we will get our place back!"

Lin Jian smiled and nodded, the lychees are so delicious, ahhhhhhh~~~

"I watched the video of your game last year." Lin Jian spat out the lychee core: "The tacit understanding between the science class is very high. Tang Yun, Zhao Qi, and Qian Gang cooperated especially well, and the other two were also very accurate in shooting. They are a really strong team.”

Xiong Biwen: ...

No, little aunt, why do you want to uplift others? ?

"But." Lin Jian started the divine turning point: "You are stronger, so the battle plan must have been drawn up, right?"

"Well, after three nights of thinking with Brother Lin and the rest of us, it's absolutely fine."

"Okay!" Lin Jian also became serious. She stared at the empty basketball court and said calmly and willfully: "Just do it when you think of it. It's when you are young and frivolous, you can do anything arbitrarily."

Xiong Biwen laughed suddenly, and his mood also became high. The little aunt is the little aunt, and it made his blood boil every minute. He wished he could directly go on the court and torture Tang Yun for 120 rounds!

But the only point of doubt is, why did my aunt say you? Isn't it the time for little aunt to act recklessly? ?

"Beep!"

The whistle sounded, and the teams of nine classes were divided into four groups to compete.

Among them, there are three science classes, three liberal arts classes, one music class, one art class, and one physical education class, exactly nine.

One of the nine classes will have a bye and go directly to the finals. The referee ordered each class to send a representative to come out to draw lots. Yan Hua looked back and was about to call Xiong Biwen to come up, but Lin Jian patted Lin Qiang directly: "Go! .”

Lin Qiang nodded, firmly believing that with his aunt's slap, he would definitely get a bye, and even if he couldn't get a bye, he must be a good team.

The representatives of the nine classes stepped forward, and the person sent by the key science class was indeed Tang Yun. This guy who was brutally abused by his little aunt at the sports meeting was staring at Lin Qiang arrogantly at this moment, and once again looked at him from head to toe.

This is the first official match between the two this semester. Tang Yun has never taken Lin Qiang to heart. He used to be a fat and incompetent guy, but now he has joined the basketball team in the sports class? ?

While waiting in line to draw lots, he turned his head and said to Lin Qiang: "Is the sports class going to be cold, or you can join the basketball team?"

Lin Qiang was no longer that fat guy who was bullied by others. Lin Jian had taught him very well, so he raised his lips and replied on the spot: "It seems that your face doesn't hurt anymore."

Tang Yun really lowered his face and stared at Lin Qiang viciously: "With you here, I will definitely not even be in the top three in the physical education class this year!"

"With you here, the key class is just waiting to die!"

Lin Qiang counterattacked harder, and the angry school grass frowned, and was about to speak when the coach in front said: "Tang Yun, your class."

Tang Yun snorted coldly, and left a sentence: "The bye must be ours, you are not so lucky!"

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