Chapter 100 Does it still hurt?

On the basketball court.

Li Luo stood inside the free throw line.

Zhao Rongjun stood outside the three-point line.

Li Luo can only defend and Zhao Rongjun can only shoot three-pointers.

The two girls can attack and defend without any rules.

"Zhu Sheng, step back a little and shoot. I'll help you block him." Xu Youyu stretched out his hand with a smile, held Li Luo, turned his head and shouted to Yan Zhu Sheng.

Yan Zhusheng is over 1.7 meters tall and has very good motor nerves. After getting the ball, he held it against his chest to gather strength and threw it towards the basket.

But Li Luo in front had already made a gorgeous turn and jumped lightly, knocking away the ball that Yan Zhusheng had thrown in the air, which was caught by Zhao Rongjun outside the three-point line.

"Ah!" Xu Youyu hurriedly pulled Li Luo's arm, "You guy! How come you are harder to catch than a fish in the water?"

Yan Zhusheng narrowed his eyes and was a little unhappy after being blocked. He immediately ran to Zhao Rongjun and raised his hands to defend.

I don’t know if he was letting the ball go on purpose or if he just went soft when he saw the beautiful girl walking towards him, but Zhao Rongjun made a three-pointer.

The result is no touch.

After Xu Youyu got the ball, in order to prevent being blocked again, Xu Youyu handed the ball to Yan Zhusheng and grabbed Li Luo's arm to prevent him from running around.

This time, Yan Zhusheng finally encountered no obstacles and scored a goal smoothly.

This was the scene that Ying Chanxi and Qiao Xinyan saw when they arrived at the basketball court carrying a large bag of drinks.

"It feels so fun." Qiao Xinyan looked at the happy people playing over there and couldn't help but look forward to it, "Xixi, I haven't played basketball yet, have you?"

Ying Chanxi shook his head: "When I was in junior high school, I asked Li Luo if I could play for fun, but he said that girls were too weak and wouldn't let me play."

"Ah?" Qiao Xinyan was stunned for a moment, "Your cousin used to be really annoying... What kind of words are you talking about?"

"He's getting better now." Ying Chanxi looked at the four happy people on the field and squinted his eyes and said, "He seems to be much more sensible."

As he spoke, Ying Chanxi had already come to the basketball court, put the plastic bag in his hand on the bench, and said to the people on the court: "The drinks are here, take whatever you want."

"Okay, let's do this for now." Li Luo clapped his hands and signaled a halftime break. "The score is 0-6. Zhao Rongjun is unreliable. When did it become so difficult to shoot a three-pointer?"

"Then why don't you shoot the three-pointer yourself and let Zhao Rongjun defend inside?" Xu Youyu asked with a smile.

"Let him defend?" Li Luo laughed and shook his head, "What's the difference between that and no one defending?"

If Zhao Rongjun were asked to defend inside the free throw line, he probably wouldn't even dare to look Xu Youyu and Yan Zhusheng in the eye.

"Just don't let me join your team." Zhao Rongjun said in a muffled voice, "I'm here to guard against you."

"That's fine." Li Luo took out a bottle of Orange Juice from a plastic bag on the bench and gulped down a few sips. "The six of us will be divided into two groups. Each boy will lead two girls. Boys can't shoot basketballs. How do you think that works?"

"This is good." Xu Youyu expressed his support.

"Then I'll be in a group with Zhao Rongjun." Ying Chanxi walked to Zhao Rongjun's side and looked at Li Luo, "You pick one too, and then let Zhao Rongjun pick the next one."

"Then let's pick Yan Zhusheng." Li Luo pointed at his deskmate.

After all, Yan Zhusheng has better motor nerves, at least she has enough strength to shoot, unlike some girls who have difficulty shooting even when standing under the basket.

Next it was Zhao Rongjun's turn. He hesitated and looked left and right, and finally chose Qiao Xinyan.

"Isn't this a stable win?" Li Luo raised his eyebrows and gestured at the heights of the girls on both sides.

Needless to say, Yan Zhusheng is just over 1.7 meters tall, which is quite rare among girls.

Xu Youyu himself is not short, about 168cm tall.

Ying Chanxi and Qiao Xinyan are both about 1.6 meters tall and look petite and cute.

"Let me reiterate, boys can't shoot." Li Luo dangled the ball in his hand and slowly walked to the three-point line, ready to serve.

"Why do you serve first?" Ying Chanxi asked.

Li Luo was stunned for a moment, thinking that it was just for fun.

But seeing Ying Chanxi's serious expression, Li Luo laughed and walked to the free throw line: "Then let's do this. If I make the free throw, we'll take it. If I don't, you take it."

"Okay, go ahead and vote."

Li Luo made a free throw.

The posture was very handsome and standard, but I didn’t get in.

Ying Chanxi snorted, took the ball and handed it to Zhao Rongjun: "We serve."

Zhao Rongjun took it obediently. He always felt that Ying Chanxi was a little angry after his nap today.

He stood outside the three-point line, looked left and right, and finally chose to pass the ball to Qiao Xinyan.

Qiao Xinyan caught the basketball in a panic, trying to dribble like Li Luo and the others, but she turned the basketball into a rubber ball, and as she was dribbling the ball, it ran into the hands of Yan Zhusheng next to her.

"You can just run with the ball and treat it like a rugby. It's okay as long as you can throw the ball into the basket." Li Luo said with a smile.

Anyway, I don’t expect a few girls to learn how to dribble or anything like that. The whole thing is to play as you please and have everyone have fun.

"Why don't you go up and defend?" Li Luo glanced at Zhao Rongjun standing beside him, "My teammate is about to shoot."

Zhao Rongjun shook his head repeatedly, looking at the four girls huddled together under the basket, and he didn't dare to go over to join in the fun.

Xu Youyu and the others were having a lot of fun, grabbing the ball and throwing it at each other. Although they couldn't score a goal for a long time, it was still quite fun.

Li Luo was not as polite as Zhao Rongjun, he focused on Ying Chanxi and blocked her shots. Ying Chanxi was so small in front of him that Li Luo could grab the ball into his hands.

Then he passed the ball to Xu Youyu or Yan Zhusheng and successfully scored the goal.

Ying Chanxi watched him give the ball to another girl, snorted angrily, and pouty his lips without saying a word.

As a result, because he wanted to score so much, he was not paying attention when grabbing the rebound and was hit on the head by the falling basketball.

"Ah!" Ying Chanxi was a little dazed after being hit. He squatted on the ground with his hands covering his head, "Um..."

"Xixi, is she okay?" Xu Youyu hurried over and squatted beside Ying Chanxi to check on her.

"It's okay." Ying Chanxi shook his head, rubbed his head, and walked towards the bench, "I'll take a break first."

"You guys play first." Li Luo threw the ball to Zhao Rongjun, "Teach them how to crawl like a turtle."

"Oh oh." Zhao Rongjun took the ball and responded.

Li Luo walked to the bench, squatted down in front of Ying Chanxi, reached out to lift her long hair that was scattered when she lowered her head, and asked softly, "Where did you bump into?"

"I'm fine." Ying Chanxi turned his head away from him, "Don't worry about it. Go play with them."

"I saw you and Qiao Xinyan taking a nap earlier, so I didn't call you." Li Luo reached out his hand, pinched Ying Chanxi's pink face, straightened her head, and touched her head with his other hand, "Let me see, did you bump into it here?"

"Hmm..." Ying Chanxi was so squeezed that she couldn't speak. She puffed up her lips to push his hand away, then lowered her head again and pointed to the left front of her head, "You bumped into it here."

"Does it still hurt?" Li Luo rubbed her gently.

"...kind of."

Li Luo let go of his hand, but Ying Chanxi immediately reached out and pressed his hand back onto his head.

"I told you it still hurts, why did you let go?"

"…This hand is sore, can't you let me change to another one, sister?"

"……Oh."

After a while, Li Luo's hands were sore, so he let go and sat next to Ying Chanxi: "Are you feeling better now?"

"Better now." Ying Chanxi said in a low voice.

In fact, it only hurt a little for a short moment when I was hit. By the time I sat on the bench, I didn't feel anything anymore.

After resting on the bench for a while, the two returned to the court.

The six people played for an entire afternoon and returned to Bi Hai Lan Ting exhausted. Li Luo asked the four girls to rest in the living room, then he pulled the strong man into the kitchen and asked Zhao Rongjun to help him and started cooking.

In the living room, Ying Chanxi looked at Yan Zhusheng, then at Xu Youyu: "Senior, will the classes be divided in the second year of high school?"

"Yes." Xu Youyu nodded, "But the results of the class divisions at Affiliated No. 1 Middle School will be released after National Day. The scores will be based on the comprehensive scores of the final exam of the previous semester and the opening exam of this semester."

"What did you choose, senior? Science or Arts?"

"Liberal arts." Xu Youyu said with a smile, "Liberal arts are relatively easy to learn. They are all about memorizing and reciting. You don't need to use your brain."

This way she will have more time to write her novel.

"Then how are classes divided?" Ying Chanxi asked the question that he was most concerned about.

"Well," Xu Youyu recalled, "I think they are ranked according to their grades, right?"

"For example, if there are more than 400 science students and more than 200 arts students, then classes one to ten may be science, and classes eleven to sixteen may be arts."

"Then they are ranked according to their grades. Class 1 is the best in science, and the opposite is true for arts. Class 16 is the best in grades."

"Is that so?" Ying Chanxi nodded in understanding, feeling more expectant.

"Xixi, do you plan to choose liberal arts or science in your second year of high school?" Xu Youyu asked curiously.

"I'm good at both." Ying Chanxi shook his head. "I feel they're all about the same. I might lean towards science, but I'm not bad at liberal arts either."

"Where is Zhusheng?" Xu Youyu turned around and asked.

"Me?" Yan Zhusheng blinked. "Can I only choose arts and science? I'm not good at history and politics, and I'm not good at physics either. Can't I choose chemistry, biology, and geography?"

Xu Youyu: "...There is no such way of choosing."

"Then I should only be able to choose science." Yan Zhusheng thought for a moment and replied.

"Where's Xinyan?"

"Me? I'll probably choose liberal arts."

"Where are Li Luo and Zhao Rongjun?" Xu Youyu shouted towards the kitchen.

"What?"

"The second year of high school is about class division. Will you choose arts or science?"

"We'll talk about it when the time comes." Li Luo said slowly.

In his impression, there is no distinction between arts and sciences among students in their class.

The college entrance examination reform came out of nowhere, and they were the first batch of experimental guinea pigs.

Qianjiang Province’s “3+3” and “7 choose 3” policies directly disrupted the previous arrangements of major high schools.

The competition in the college entrance examination suddenly became fierce.

(End of this chapter)