Chapter 165 Believe in the Strength of the Teacher!

Yang Yibiao's voice of "winning the championship" combined with the girls' looking forward to it can be said to have aroused the enthusiasm of the boys in the class.

For this reason, from the noon of this day, the boys in Grade 3 and Class 4 have been doing mischief every day, and there is one more thing.

Practice!

During the noon break, an hour after school in the evening, or even in physical education class, they can basically be seen busy on the basketball court.

And the support that the female classmates in the class said is obviously not just talk, but really accompanied the boys to play ball and cheer.

Every time the boys are training on the playground, the girls in the class don’t go home after class, they just sit next to the basketball court and eat snacks as a cheerleader.

Every time Fangzheng saw it, he felt that the class he was in charge might have many shortcomings, but in terms of unity and collectiveness, it was much better than other classes.

It's just a pity that practice is very athletic.

The basketball competition starts at the end of the month. Today is the 17th, three days after Ding Peng signed up for the class.

That is, on the 20th, on the basketball court, the boys from the third class next door saw that the fourth class had been working so hard in the past two days, and proposed to have a friendly match.

The last year of the third grade, the third class also participated in the basketball game and won the fifth from the bottom.

The result is that the third class, which ranked fifth from the bottom in basketball, compared with Ding Peng, the fourth class, and the third class won...

When the last ball of the third class was thrown into the basket, Shang Dongfang, the temporary referee, blew his whistle and said in frustration:

"Forty-three to thirty-one! Class three wins..."

The words fell, and the hands of the girls in Class 4 also fell one by one holding the colored balls.

Ding Peng, Yang Yibiao and others were even more tired and panting, and their faces were extremely ugly.

After the boys from Class 3 won, they glanced at the girls from Class 4 who were shouting cheers while they were playing.

At this moment, those girls had gradually lost their energy and left the basketball court one by one with indescribable smiles.

"Class four, let's practice again!"

"Have a chance to fight again!"

....

After the boys left,

Yan Qingya walked out of the girls team: "Ding Peng! What were you guys fighting just now! Can't you win even three classes?!"

Ding Peng raised his head and panted heavily: "I..."

He threw the basketball in his hand to the ground angrily, and went to sit down at the base of the basket.

Yu Jing took a few steps forward, pulled Yan Qingya's arm, and shook her head at her, signaling to stop stimulating the boys.

Yan Qingya could only sigh, and stamped her foot angrily.

Li Yukun, who is usually a big brother in the class, is not afraid of the sky and earth seems to have no confidence at this time:

"I didn't say it, why don't we forget it? We can't win the third class, so what can we do to win the second class?!"

He looked around the crowd, but no one agreed, Li Yukun had to look at Yang Yibiao:

"What do you say, Yang Yibiao, are you still practicing? We've been practicing for three days! I feel like it's useless!"

Yang Yibiao put his hands on his hips and saw Fang Zheng sitting among the girls. He also watched the basketball game just now, and then he started playing with his mobile phone.

After all, from the beginning of the halfway, Fang Zheng probably knew the result of this friendly match after seeing the shit-like cooperation of these guys.

Yang Yibiao silently walked to Fang Zheng's side: "Mr. Fang, what should I do?"

Fang Zheng raised his head and glanced at the other party, then he looked around at the boys in Class 4: "You lost? How about it, do you think this basketball game can continue?"

The boys lowered their heads one by one, only Ding Peng stared at Fang Zheng: "Mr. Fang, how can I listen to your tone, do you really want us to lose?!"

Fang Zheng put away his phone and stood up straight:

"It's not that I want you to lose, it's that you are so downcast after losing once or twice! Complain about this and blame that, especially you, Ding Peng, you just throw the ball every time you lose, and you look like you're not doing it. , if you go to the battlefield, the most taboo person is you!"

Fangzheng's voice raised a little: "Do you want to take advantage of our class to unite and unite?!"

Yang Yibiao said with a long breath: "Mr. Fang, don't sell your shit. Do you have any good solutions? It's really not going to go on like this. It will definitely be a shame for the basketball competition."

Fang Zheng glanced at Yang Yibiao: "I really have a solution, it just depends on whether you guys listen or not."

The boys raised their heads, and Ding Peng also stood up and said harshly: "You say it! As long as our class can win this time, you can let me do anything!"

Fang Zheng walked slowly to Ding Peng, and the distance between the two was only a fist away.

"Go pick up the ball first." Fang Zheng said.

Ding Peng frowned, although he was a little reluctant, he still picked up the basketball obediently.

Back to Fangzheng: "And then?"

Fang Zheng looked at Ding Peng: "Tell Mr. Fang, you are so handsome."

Ding Peng wondered: "What?"

Fang Zheng raised his eyebrows: "Do you want to call? Do you still want to win?"

Ding Peng looked at the girls around the basketball court, Mosquito hummed: "Fang.. teacher, you.. handsome.."

"What did you say?! Say it again!"

Ding Peng let out a long sigh of relief: "Mr. Fang, you are so handsome."

"louder please!"

Ding Peng roared, "Mr. Fang, you are so handsome!"

"That's right! Humble and eager to learn, there must be my teacher's principle in the three-way line, do you understand?"

"Mr. Fang, what are you doing..."

Before the boy's words were finished, Fang Zheng suddenly snatched the basketball from the opponent's arms, and then there was still a long way to go across the three-point line, and Fang Zheng didn't even look at the basket.

Just after grabbing the ball with one hand and the right hand, and throwing it lightly, the basketball drew a perfect parabola in the air and fell into the basket.

When the basketball passed through the hoop and landed, all the boys in the class were dumbfounded.

The girls also opened their mouths one by one, listening to the sound of the basketball bouncing on the ground in disbelief.

Silence.. followed by screaming.

Yan Qingya was the first to shout!

The girls then suddenly shouted out Ding Peng's words just now after abbreviating them.

"Mr. Fang is so handsome!!"

"Mr. Fang is so handsome!"

....

Ding Peng, who had only spoken half of his words, turned his head to look at the perfectly landing basketball, his eyes widened.

Fang Zheng smiled and said, "Take away your arrogant personality. Don't take yourself as the center. As long as you trust others a little more, especially your teacher and my strength, how can there be a game you can't win?"

Fang Zheng patted Ding Peng on the shoulder.

"Want to learn?"

Ding Peng's gaze shifted from the basketball on the ground to Fang Zheng, staring at the person in front of him incredulously.

He opened his mouth slightly, and after a while, he spit out a word: "I want to learn.."

"I didn't hear you."

Fang Zheng looked at Ding Peng's mouth and slowly revealed a smile: "Teach me Teacher Fang, I want to learn!"

Fang Zheng laughed, and the eyes of the boy opposite showed a different emotion at this moment.

He looked at the other boys again: "How about you?"

The boys looked at each other: "We want to learn too!"

Everyone hurried to Fang Zheng's side, and Yu Jing also picked up the basketball, walked over and handed it to Fang Zheng.

Fang Zheng looked at the crowd and said, "Okay! From now on, the teacher will teach you how to play!"

He turned to face the hoop, this time with standard pitching stance, the same hole-in-the-box, and the crowd cheered.