Chapter 173 Jiang Xiyao Appearing on the Basketball Court

Yang Xiaoxue's steps can actually be seen by anyone who is a little bit into the industry, and it is similar to Fang Zheng's.

After all, the boys fought with Fang Zheng for a long time yesterday. Today, seeing that the two of them are about the same pace, they also deliberately used yesterday's formation to defend.

Fortunately, Yang Xiaoxue is not as good as Fang Zheng in some details.

Even out of ten balls, there are still three or four balls that can be grabbed by the boys.

Fangzheng was sitting on the curb, and the girls were all around Fangzheng. Most of the eyes of the crowd were actually focused on Yang Xiaoxue.

The man frowned faintly at the scene.

In my memory, when I was playing basketball with my classmates in junior high school, it was true that every time girls gathered around and watched curiously from a distance.

As for Yang Xiaoxue's way of playing the ball is similar to the way he plays, this... Fang Zheng is also puzzled, after all, basketball is such a thing.

Although the general direction is the same, the details of many steps are different.

If two people have similar steps, it can only be said that one of them must have learned the strengths of others and used them for his own use.

But if this is the case, Mr. Yang has naturally seen her play. Did she learn it in the past two days?

It's not realistic, or did you and Teacher Yang come to the same school before?

Not impressed at all.

But if she is really her classmate, then combined with what she said before, um, is the problem a little more serious.

Yang Xiaoxue played ball with the boys for a long time, and finally gradually became exhausted and took a halftime break.

The women were panting while holding the basketball, their chests were up and down, and the boys were bending over to support their knees.

"Mr. Yang, you are too strong! Are all the teachers in the school so crouching?!"

"Sister, take a break, take a break! Let us discuss tactics."

Yang Xiaoxue threw the ball to Yang Yibiao: "Then take a break, Yibiao will buy some water for your classmates to drink!"

Yang Yibiao gave a half-dead hum, and with a wave of his hand, several boys followed Yang Yibiao to the school's supermarket.

The woman pulled the jacket zipper down slightly,

After playing for half an hour, my forehead was already dripping with sweat.

Yang Xiaoxue came to Fangzheng and sat down. Every time a woman would deliberately sit at the distance between Fangzheng and Fangzheng.

The woman excitedly said something like Teacher Yang is so handsome.

Fang Zheng also glanced at Yang Xiaoxue, who was resting on the side: "Mr. Yang has worked hard."

Yang Xiaoxue smiled at Fang Zheng: "What's the hard work, that is, I'm not good at teaching, I basically patronize myself and fight, I will still have to work hard for Teacher Fang later."

Fangzheng replied, "It's already very good. By the way, Mr. Yang, can I ask a little more about your playing skills..."

Yang Xiaoxueyu stopped wiping the sweat on her hands, and she stood up with a smile.

"Well, I'll go to the supermarket to get water with Yibiao. I don't think those boys can get so much water."

Fang Zheng swallowed the rest of the words and smiled: "Okay, you can go."

Yang Xiaoxue nodded, then moved her body and walked towards the supermarket lightly.

Fangzheng sat on the curb and waited for more than ten minutes. As a result, Yang Yibiao and others did not wait to come back, but they waited for a call.

Fang Zheng took out his mobile phone and was dumbfounded when he saw the mobile phone number.

"Beauty Jiang" belongs to Xiyao.

After all, the girls in the class have always been around Fangzheng. As soon as Fangzheng's phone rang, a few girls curiously looked at Fangzheng's phone.

The result is a remark.

One by one suddenly frowned, and after realizing what they were, they opened their mouths in surprise.

"teacher?!"

Fang Zheng didn't care about them, he just stood up and got a little further away from the girls before picking up the phone.

"Hey Xiyao, what's wrong?"

A familiar female voice came across from Gao Leng: "I'm at the gate of your school, won't you come pick me up?"

Fangzheng blinked, turned to look at the school gate, and found that at the school gate, a beautiful woman in a white sportswear with a long ponytail was calling him with a mobile phone.

"Are you really here?!"

Jiang Xiyao said: "Otherwise? It's all agreed to play with your students tonight."

"Then I'll go pick you up, wait a moment."

Fangzheng hung up the phone and ran to the school gate. The closer he got, the more he found that Jiang Xiyao's dress today looked different.

There is no doubt that Jiang Xiyao has a good figure. After all, Fangzheng sleeps in his arms every night, and he knows how many measurements a woman has.

But most of the clothes she wears are matched with stockings, which looks like a woman in the business circle.

But today was different, with a loose, comfortable white tracksuit over a black bodysuit.

The clothes are matched with Jiang Xiyao's perfect figure, plus a neat sports single ponytail, which fits almost perfectly.

Even Fang Zheng felt that today's Jiang Xiyao was extraordinarily dazzling, and she was almost extremely beautiful.

After the two met at the school gate, the boys and girls from Class 4, as well as Yang Yibiao, Yang Xiaoxue, who went to buy water, and others also returned, and all of them looked at the location of the school gate curiously.

"Mr. Fang, why did you go?"

"There seems to be a woman at the school gate! Alas! Isn't that President Jiang?!"

"I'm Cao! I'm the general manager of the Jiang Group that exploded online some time ago!"

"What is Teacher Fang telling her?!"

"Wait! Look at how President Jiang lowered his head and smiled when he was talking to Teacher Fang! No way, what is the relationship between the two of them?!"

....

The boys in Class 4 didn't rest anymore, and the girls didn't talk or laugh anymore. Amid the discussion, their eyes were all focused on the school gate.

I just know that among the curious crowd, there are also a few special people with different expressions on their faces.

After Yang Yibiao found Jiang Xiyao at the door, he turned to look at his sister, as if worried about her.

Among the girls, Yu Jing, who had a very similar temperament to Jiang Xiyao, frowned slightly, and her unbelievable gaze was filled with nervousness and fear.

She held both hands in front of her, and in the sound of everyone's discussion, she seemed to have roughly guessed the relationship between Jiang Xiyao and Fangzheng.

"Mr. Fang..."

At the school gate.

Fang Zheng looked at Jiang Xiyao and said, "You...don't you rest today? Are you still here to play?"

Jiang Xiyao smiled and let out a long breath: "I have rested, I didn't go to the company today! This is not the time to buy sportswear in the afternoon, to teach your students for you, and take me to meet them. Bar?"

Fangzheng turned his head and glanced at everyone on the basketball court. He didn't know if he didn't look back. When he turned around, those students suddenly smiled and waved at Fangzheng:

"Mr. Fang!"

Fang Zheng said with a smile: "You're here, it seems that they have already guessed our relationship, so let's take you to meet them and go!"

Jiang Xiyao hummed.

Fang Zheng led Jiang Xiyao to the basketball court.

The two came together side by side, and the closer they got to the basketball court, the stronger the cheers from the group of students.

"Mr. Fang! Who is this!"

"Mr. Fang! You lied to us for a long time!"

"What's your relationship with Jiang always, Mr. Fang?!"

.....

Facing the curiosity of this kind of guy, Jiang Xiyao, who usually looks extremely cold, also laughed.

Waving to the crowd.

"Hello everyone. "

The atmosphere reached a climax again.

Fang Zheng glanced at the crowd and said softly:

"Okay, okay! Let me introduce to you, this is Teacher Jiang. I believe you have heard the name of Teacher Jiang more or less. I came here today to teach you how to play basketball!"

The students cheered.

In unison: "Mr. Jiang?! Teacher Fang, what is the relationship between you and Teacher Jiang!"

Fang Zheng said with a smile: "Okay! I know what you want to ask! Calling Mistress!"

The students in Class 4 looked at each other, then opened their mouths wide, and everyone shouted in unison, "Hello, teacher! You're so pretty!~"

Among these voices, several people did not speak.

Yang Yibiao looked at his smiling sister, while Yan Qingya turned to look at Yu Jing who was standing in the corner of the girls, her face was also not good-looking.