Chapter 172 Surrounded by Basketball Experts

Fang Zheng slept on the table for half of the afternoon. Fortunately, there were no classes in the afternoon. Occasionally, the office would come to find Fang Zheng to deal with things.

Both teachers and students were sent away by Yang Xiaoxue.

So Fang Zheng only opened his eyes in a daze when the school bell rang.

"Um?"

He slowly sat up straight and leaned back on the chair, and suddenly felt a scent on his shoulders, only to find a lady's coat draped over him when he turned around.

Fang Zheng recognized at a glance that this was Yang Xiaoxue's clothes.

The woman sat not far from Fangzheng and packed up when she heard the school bell.

"Mr. Fang is awake?" She asked with a smile, tilting her head.

Fang Zheng awkwardly bent the corner of his mouth towards Yang Xiaoxue: "Wake up, thank you for Mr. Yang's coat, what class is it?"

The man handed the coat to Yang Xiaoxue, and Yang Xiaoxue put it on her body smoothly after taking it.

"Mr. Fang is out of school, but you slept in the office all afternoon!"

"Ah?! School is over?!" He scratched his head: "I had a little insomnia last night, and I didn't expect to sleep for so long."

Yang Xiaoxue cleaned up the things on the table, and her tone didn't seem to have any special feelings, but it was sincere:

"Mr. Fang still has to pay more attention to your body. Otherwise, if you get sick, sister Jiang will feel distressed, don't your students also feel distressed?"

"Thanks for the reminder, I'll pay attention."

Fangzheng stood up and stretched his waist a lot. He hummed, "Okay! I feel better after a sleep, and I'll go to the basketball court to have a look."

"Going to play again?" Yang Xiaoxue asked curiously.

Fang Zheng looked at the woman: "Well, these guys didn't sign up for a basketball game recently. As the head teacher, I'm not allowed to instruct me a little?"

Yang Xiaoxue pursed her lips and stopped when she was packing her things:

"Why don't I go and help Teacher Fang teach? Although the skills may not be as good as you, but there are still some intermediate levels. After practice, I can go home with Yibiao."

"Mr. Yang also plays basketball?" he asked curiously.

Yang Xiaoxue snorted: "I taught Yibiao's basketball! In junior high school, the boys in my class often played basketball. I watched it every day, and I would get better if I watched too much."

Fang Zheng glanced at Yang Xiaoxue suspiciously.

The woman could know what he was thinking, standing up and carrying the small bag:

Word by word: "Don't look at me like that, you guessed it right, the boy I liked in junior high has basketball skills as good as yours! So I'm self-taught! Okay, Mr. Fang, what are you waiting for? Let's go! "

Fang Zheng also thought about it carefully, if Yang Xiaoxue went to the basketball court, although he would not play with her.

But Jiang Xiyao would probably be jealous if she saw it, but that woman didn't sleep last night, and she probably won't come to school this afternoon.

Yang Xiaoxue seemed to know Fangzheng's concerns and said with a smile:

"Don't worry, I'll teach you when you're tired, and I won't have physical contact with you! I won't make Sister Jiang unhappy."

Fang Zheng laughed: "No, no, let's go!"

The two went to the stadium one after the other.

The students of Grade 3 and Class 4 couldn't wait in the stadium for a long time.

As soon as the school bell rang, they hurried to the basketball court, but they didn't see Fang Zheng after waiting for more than ten minutes.

He was coming out with Yang Xiaoxue right under his eyes.

The crowd naturally booed.

"Mr. Fang! You are so slow!"

"Mr. Fang, I haven't seen you all afternoon! I thought you didn't want to teach us!"

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Fang Zheng walked over slowly, and Yang Xiaoxue followed behind Fang Zheng three or five steps away.

"Okay, okay! What are you arguing about! Do you know that your teacher is very tired of teaching you?! Besides, it's only ten minutes after class, and you're fast!"

Ding Peng held the basketball and said, "Mr. Fang! We have shown our attitude this time. As our role model, you can't say that you are tired!"

Fang Zheng glared: "Fuck! I'm just acting as a coach. Whether you can win or not depends on your level!"

He looked back at Yang Xiaoxue: "Mr. Yang learned about the basketball competition in our class today, and also wants to help you, everyone, applaud and welcome!"

As soon as the words fell, the boys and girls in the entire class slapped each other with their hands and clapped loudly.

"Welcome Teacher Yang!"

"Thank you, Teacher Yang, for teaching us!"

Yang Xiaoxue also gently waved towards everyone, pursed her lips and smiled:

"The fourth class students are too polite."

Fangzheng said: "It's still the same as yesterday. I'll teach you to play for a while. After you're almost done practicing, Teacher Yang will play with you for a while. Is this okay?"

The crowd nodded.

But Yang Xiaoxue said at this time:

"Mr. Fang, why don't you take a rest first? I'll play with them for a while. I haven't learned from Yibiao for a long time, so I want to try it out."

Fangzheng looked at Yang Yibiao, then at Yang Yibiao, smiled and said:

"It's okay, then Teacher Yang will start first. If you are tired of teaching, then change to me."

Yang Xiaoxue nodded: "Okay!"

Fangzheng went to sit outside the court to rest, while Yang Xiaoxue pulled up his jacket and did some stretching exercises.

The ponytail also swayed with the movement of the woman's body.

"The boys in Class 4, although I'm not as good as your teacher Fang, but I'm also very good at playing football, don't let the teacher let me down!"

Ding Peng hugged the ball and smiled: "Really? Teacher Yang, are you good at basketball?"

Yang Xiaoxue said with a smile: "If you ask Yibiao, he should be very clear!"

Yang Yibiao looked at the boys with a bad expression: "My sister is very strong, and she taught my basketball. It's not much worse than Teacher Fang, you all be careful!"

Seeing Yang Yibiao's cautious look, the men nodded and began to get serious.

After Yang Xiaoxue finished stretching, he waved his hand and Ding Peng threw the basketball to Yang Xiaoxue.

"Then let's start?!"

Yang Xiaoxue made a dribbling posture, and the boys quickly set up a formation and quickly went to guard against Yang Xiaoxue's ball.

But what was unexpected was that Yang Xiaoxue looked thin, and usually walked in a hurry, but when she picked up the ball, her speed was extremely fast.

After a few fake moves, after crossing the defense line, he made a three-step layup, and no one else could stop him.

After Yang Xiaoxue scored the first ball, the girls in Class 4 cheered, but the men were dumbfounded.

"Come again!"

After letting go of several balls one after another, the boys gradually began to have a new understanding of their English teachers.

In the end, it was Li Yukun, who breathlessly said:

"Mr. Yang?! You learned this ball from Mr. Fang, right? How can it be seen as a trick? There's no way to stop it!"

Yang Xiaoxue slapped the basketball: "I said don't underestimate me, let's continue!"