Chapter 290 Li Luo's decisive move
After the rock club's performance ended successfully, the audience burst into warm applause and cheers.

Everyone was ignited by the passionate "I Believe".

Especially at the final climax, Yan Zhusheng moved closer to Li Luo again, and the two shared a microphone and sang the last chorus together, bringing the performance to a perfect end.

It also gave a good start to the finals.

After the concert, the rock club's equipment was moved back to the second floor by members of the student union, freeing up the venue.

The only thing left on the entire basketball court was the ping-pong table in the center.

With the host's loud introduction, Zhao Rongjun and another boy who made it to the finals entered from both sides.

The boy from Class 14 opposite looked thin and short, forming a sharp contrast with the tall and strong Zhao Rongjun.

Because none of their classmates made it to the finals, Qiao Xinyan and Xu Yinghuan, who were in the stands, saw the members of their seven-member study group go on stage, and they brought their classmates to cheer for Zhao Rongjun.

As a result, when Zhao Rongjun heard the cheers of Xu Yinghuan and others, he trembled all over. After glancing at the crowd in the audience, he felt a little dizzy.

The whole person's condition is affected.

So much so that at the beginning of the game, his movements were a bit stiff and the situation was immediately controlled by the opponent.

This table tennis final adopted a best-of-five format, with 11 balls in each game.

Zhao Rongjun was greatly affected by the cheers from the audience and was defeated by a large margin in the first game.

The students from Class 3 on the stage, as well as Qiao Xinyan and Xu Yinghuan, all became anxious.

On the contrary, Li Luo, who had just returned to the stands, glanced at Zhao Rongjun on the field, then smiled and said to Xu Yinghuan: "If you don't cheer for him, you can win."

"Squad leader, what do you mean?" Xu Yinghuan was immediately dissatisfied when she heard this, "So it's wrong for us to cheer for you?"

"You will know if you try it." Li Luo said with his hands spread out.

Xu Yinghuan was skeptical, but still told Qiao Xinyan from the next class.

Soon, without the two of them taking the lead, the other students in Class 1 and Class 8 no longer took the initiative to cheer for the team and just watched the game quietly.

Only students from Class 3 and Class 14 were shouting more intensely.

But without the interference from Qiao Xinyan and Xu Yinghuan, Zhao Rongjun's condition improved significantly.

After the opponent scored five points in a row at the beginning of the second game, they quickly caught up with the score. When the score was 9-9, they scored two points in a row and successfully won the second game.

"It really works?" Xu Yinghuan was stunned when she saw Zhao Rongjun's performance. "Squad leader, you really know him well. You grew up wearing the same pants as him."

"He was just too nervous because of you guys yelling at him." Li Luo said helplessly, "Now he probably only has table tennis in his eyes, so his condition is actually better."

As expected, after winning the second game, Zhao Rongjun successfully won two consecutive games and won the men's table tennis championship with a score of 3-1.

Zhao Rongjun was sweating profusely from the fight, and his eyes, which had been extremely serious, now regained their innocence.

After hearing the shouts and cheers from his classmates, he tensed up again. He walked to the edge of the stands and reluctantly greeted the students in Class 3. When he passed Class 8, he saw Li Luo reaching out his hand, and the two of them returned the favor.

"After winning the championship, what kind of reward do you want?" Li Luo joked in the stands, "How about I give you both?"

The people around him probably didn't understand what Li Luo was saying.

When Zhao Rongjun heard this, he understood it immediately. His face turned dark and he turned his head away, ignoring him and walked away.

"Okay, okay, you're going to act like a big shot after winning the championship, right?"

After a few jokes between the good brothers, the women's table tennis final on the field officially began.

Since they were all people Li Luo didn't know, he didn't pay too much attention to them.

After the table tennis finals were over, members of the student union immediately came on stage and carried away the table tennis table.

The teachers from the Physical Education Department also immediately arranged the badminton blocking net.

While the venue was being set up, the girls from the dance club had already run into the venue in their cool cheerleading uniforms and started dancing.

By the time they finished dancing, the badminton court was ready.

The first event to come out was the men's badminton final.

Li Luo didn’t care much about this, since no one from Class 8 made it to the finals anyway.

However, someone from the Student Union had already come to inform Yan Zhusheng to go to the backstage lounge to prepare.

So Li Luo also stood up and accompanied her off the stage to the lounge, where he happened to see his opponent Luo Jiajia and his good brother Zhao Rongjun.

"Hey! Isn't this our champion?" Li Luo hugged Zhao Rongjun's neck and asked, "How does it feel to win the championship?"

"That's all...nothing much to say."

"Tsk tsk." Li Luo pulled Zhao Rongjun aside and whispered, "Don't you really want to consider the suggestion I gave you just now? Or maybe you still have feelings for Luo Jiajia, and I will help you satisfy them in the book. But after all, she has a boyfriend, and it doesn't feel good."

"Get lost." Zhao Rongjun's face darkened. "I just asked you to find a normal girlfriend in the book. You don't have to meet her in real life. Don't do anything weird to me."

"Wouldn't this make you feel more involved when reading the book?"

"Thank you so much, no need!"

The two boys were chatting animatedly, but the two girls, who were not very familiar with each other, sat aside, quietly waiting for their turn.

When the men's badminton final outside reached its last game, the student union came in and notified them that they could warm up in advance.

So Yan Zhusheng and Luo Jiajia simply warmed up in the lounge.

After his body stretched out, Yan Zhusheng looked at Li Luo.

Li Luo felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by her, and subconsciously whispered: "There are people around, you can't hug me."

"I didn't say I wanted a hug." Yan Zhusheng blinked, then said, "I just want you to help me stretch."

"Why didn't you say so earlier? Why are you staring at me like that?"

"It was obviously your misunderstanding." Yan Zhusheng narrowed his eyes, feeling a little pleased, "In fact, it was you who wanted to hug me."

"Nonsense, I'm not you." Li Luo walked up to her and, following Yan Zhusheng's instructions, helped her stretch her arms. "I've already given you encouragement for the finals. Is it not necessary now?"

"You can encourage me again if you want."

"Forget it, just prepare for the game."

"What about after the game?"

"Let's talk about it after you win."

"Hug if you win?"

"Ahem...congratulations hug."

"What if I lose?" Yan Zhusheng tilted his head and said, "A comforting hug?"

Li Luo: "...You have quite a lot of tricks."

After stretching, the men's badminton match outside also came to an end.

Xu Youyu happened to be passing by, so he walked in on behalf of the student union's notification staff, knocked on the door, and said with a smile: "Your game is about to start, get ready to play."

Yan Zhusheng and Luo Jiajia nodded, walked out of the lounge and headed towards the court.

Zhao Rongjun followed behind, intending to be a cheerleader on the sidelines.

Li Luo walked at the end, probably because he was afraid of being caught by the senior again, so he quickened his pace, which made Xu Youyu laugh: "Hey! Are you so afraid of me now?"

"No way." Li Luo shook his head repeatedly, "Who's afraid of you? Don't talk nonsense."

"Then why are you running so fast?"

"I'm anxious to watch the game."

After arriving on the court, Li Luo sat with Zhao Rongjun on the bench beside the court and muttered to Zhao Rongjun, "Who do you support?"

"Luo Jiajia."

"But Yan Zhusheng is also your good friend, right? Don't you support her?"

"That's because you support me." Zhao Rongjun was speechless, "I'm not like you, who likes to have three relationships at the same time."

"You don't have to speak if you don't know how to speak, but you can't talk nonsense."

“But that’s what it says in your book.”

"Can what's written in the book be copied into reality?" Li Luo said unconvincedly, "In my book, I also wrote that you were cheated out of money in an online relationship. Have you been cheated?"

"How dare you say such things?" Zhao Rongjun said unhappily, "You also know that such a thing has never happened? Then why are you still writing it!"

"Ahem... these are all insignificant little things, don't take them too seriously." Li Luo coughed twice. "Novels are based on reality, but they transcend reality. They definitely cannot correspond to reality one to one."

Of course, the story of being defrauded of money in an online relationship is not just Li Luo’s fabrication.

Although Zhao Rongjun has not been cheated yet, in his previous life, after he went to college, he was defrauded of several thousand dollars by someone in an online relationship.

At that time, Qianjiang University specially hung a banner at the entrance of the dormitory campus to remind people, but it did not include Zhao Rongjun's name in order to protect his privacy.

But when Zhao Rongjun went out with Li Luo to eat barbecue and drink, he still talked to Li Luo about his troubles.

Later, Li Luo often teased him about this.

Including having a crush on my high school desk mate, only to find out that he already had a boyfriend.

There was also a man in his thirties who had no choice but to accept a blind date arranged by his family, and ended up spending 300,000 yuan in betrothal gifts to marry the person, but the marriage ended up failing.

Including the money he was defrauded from an online romance, these were called the three major scandals of Zhao Rongjun by Li Luo.

In the previous life, when the two of them were eating skewers and drinking, these were indispensable condiments.

Of course, Zhao Rongjun was not polite to him. What he liked to tease Li Luo the most was that he had missed out on three outstanding girls. Every time he drank, he had to give Li Luo some eye drops.

However, after being reborn, Zhao Rongjun has only completed the first step, and the next two steps are not yet his turn.

Of course, since Li Luo is accompanying me to study at Qianjiang University in this life, I don’t have to worry about such things happening anymore.

"Hey, Xiaojun." Li Luo recalled all this and couldn't help but pat Zhao Rongjun on the shoulder, "You really have to thank me in this life."

"…Did you drink secretly and get drunk? Are you still not sober?"

"It's okay, you don't understand, it's all you brothers who are carrying the burden for you." Li Luo said with a smile, "Just watch the game."

The women's badminton match officially started with the whistle of the physical education teacher.

I have to say that Yan Zhusheng is still very powerful.

Although Luo Jiajia has good motor skills, she is not actually very good at badminton. She relies entirely on her physical fitness to play.

In the previous semi-finals when playing against Ying Chanxi, he was forced all the way to the last small round and won the game by a narrow margin.

And the match between Yan Zhusheng and Ying Chanxi was actually quite easy.

So after the game started, Yan Zhusheng didn't give Luo Jiajia too many opportunities.

Maybe it was because I still had some concerns when fighting with Ying Chanxi before.

This time, after letting go completely, Luo Jiajia was beaten back step by step.

The first game was won 15-7.

The second game was won 15-6.

It was a direct 2-0 sweep, leaving Luo Jiajia no hope of a comeback at all.

Most viewers naturally want to see a back-and-forth showdown.

But for the students in Class 8, the best thing was that Yan Zhusheng won the game smoothly, and they all cheered in the stands.

After Yan Zhusheng successfully won the game, Zhu Yufei from Class 8 led the team to the sidelines to warm up, as did Liu Shaowen and Xie Shuchen from the next class.

As for Li Luo...

"Okay, okay, that's about it, right?"

Deep in the secluded corridor next to the lounge, Li Luo hugged Yan Zhusheng and said helplessly, "The celebration is over, I still have to compete."

"You didn't play in the first two quarters." Yan Zhusheng buried his head in his arms and said in a muffled voice, "Just for a while."

"A hug from good friends can't last that long."

"Okay." Yan Zhusheng nodded and said, "Just now I was celebrating my victory, now I'm giving you encouragement before the game."

"Haven't we already given encouragement before the game?"

"Then the previous one was just an encouragement to sing on stage, and this one is about the basketball game."

"...You are quite good at calculating. You can become an accountant in the future."

"why?"

"You can tell from the looks of it that you have a talent for cooking the books."

……

A few minutes later, Li Luo, who had finally separated from Yan Zhusheng, walked out of the corridor and rubbed his head helplessly, feeling that he was becoming more and more out of control.

Whether it was the senior schoolmate or Zhu Sheng, they both seemed to be driving him crazy, which was really a headache.

Xixi is still the best. As soon as Li Luo walked out of the corridor and came to the basketball court, he saw that the cheerleading team of the dance club had already left the court and the badminton net had been removed.

Ying Chanxi was standing in the rest area of ​​Class 1, cheering them on, but his eyes kept glancing towards Class 8 from time to time.

After seeing Li Luo appear, he couldn't help but walk over and asked: "Where have you been?"

"I went to the bathroom." Li Luo said calmly, "What happened?"

"Nothing, I just saw that you haven't come yet, so I was a little worried." Ying Chanxi raised his hand to straighten Li Luo's collar, and then whispered, "Good luck in the game."

"That's not good." Li Luo laughed and said, "I'm playing a game with people from your class, and you, as the squad leader, are secretly supporting the enemy?"

"I was just cheering you on, I didn't say I was supporting Class 8." Ying Chanxi snorted, "Besides, I was cheering you on secretly, no one else would know."

"Yeah, that makes sense." Li Luo was convinced by her amazing logic. "But it doesn't matter. We will definitely win anyway."

"So confident?" Ying Chanxi was a little suspicious, but then he couldn't help but whisper, "You should be a little more careful. I just heard Liu Shaowen and the others say that there seems to be a plan against you, but I don't quite understand it. You should be careful."

"You're still saying you're not an undercover agent?" Li Luo laughed helplessly after hearing what she said, "You've leaked military secrets secretly. If you were on the battlefield, you'd be dragged out and have your head chopped off."

"Hmph." Ying Chanxi kicked him lightly. "You took my kindness for granted. I will ignore you now."

After saying that, Ying Chanxi shook his head and returned to Class 1's camp.

After seeing their squad leader finally come back, Liu Shaowen and Xie Shuchen couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and then became excited.

They were really afraid that Ying Chanxi would go to Class 8 and never come back. If the competition started and Ying Chanxi was still there cheering for Class 8, they would really not be able to hold back.

Fortunately, Ying Chanxi was very sensible. After sitting on the bench of Class 1, he was ready to cheer them on.

Soon, the game began.

The physical education teacher blew the whistle and players from both sides came on the court.

Under Liu Shaowen's gaze, Li Luo from Class 8 was as steady as a rock and still had no intention of getting up.

After exchanging a glance with Xie Shuchen, they both felt certain.

It seems that Li Luo is really running out of energy. Can he only last two quarters?
In this case, the first two sections are very critical.

As I was thinking this, the ball had already started.

Jian Zhenyuan successfully snatched the ball from Xu Guangtao, made a quick pass, and with the tacit cooperation of Liu Shaowen and Xie Shuchen, they took the lead in scoring two points for Class 1 in just a few seconds.

In the stands, students in Class 1 shouted and cheered.

The students in Class 8 were not to be outdone and began to cheer for the players of Class 8.

However, in terms of overall strength, although Class Eight is not bad, due to the difference in center, they have less ball possession, resulting in fewer offensive opportunities than Class One.

After the first quarter, the score was 17-10, and we were directly behind by 7 points.

The atmosphere in Class Eight suddenly became solemn.

Yan Zhusheng sat next to Li Luo, looking at the score at this time, and couldn't help asking: "Aren't you going to play in the second quarter?"

"No hurry." Li Luo said calmly, "You'll know in a moment."

Ying Chanxi on the opposite side was a little anxious at first, but when he turned around and saw Li Luo's calm face, he calmed down a little.

But when he saw Yan Zhusheng whispering something to Li Luo, Ying Chanxi couldn't help but pout, becoming more and more impatient for the time to be divided into classes in the second year of high school.

After Li Luo and Yan Zhusheng finished their conversation, they whispered to Zhu Yufei and the others who had just come off the court to rest, "How's your stamina?"

"We have no problem." Zhu Yufei made an OK gesture to him, "We're just waiting for you, is that ok?"

"Don't worry, just wait until the third section."

The game entered the second quarter.

Class 1 is still making great progress.

With the offensive cooperation of Liu Shaowen and Xie Shuchen, Class 35 ended the quarter with a score of 21-14, leading by a full points.

In the stands, the students of Class 8 were so nervous that they clenched their fists.

But when everyone thought that Li Luo had not yet played, they felt relieved.

After all, it was Li Luo who turned the tide in the last match against Class 7.

On the contrary, in Class 1, since most of the students had not watched Class 8's previous competitions and had no idea of ​​Li Luo's strength, the atmosphere was quite relaxed at this moment, and they felt that their class was about to win the championship.

This is pretty cool for them.

After all, although the status of Class 1 in the key class is impressive, there are always people who think that they are just a group of nerds who can only study.

Now that Class 1's basketball team has won the championship, they can naturally slap those people in the face.

It's always a good thing.

But Liu Shaowen and others on the field didn't think so.

After the half-time break, the physical education teacher blew the whistle.

Xie Shuchen watched Li Luo take off his coat and walk onto the basketball court, and immediately narrowed his eyes: "Liu Shaowen, this quarter is up to you?"

"Yeah." Liu Shaowen nodded seriously.

The students from Class 8 in the stands burst into cheers when they saw Li Luo come on the court.

Xu Yinghuan even took the lead and shouted: "Li Luo! Come on!"

"Li Luo! Come on!"

Everyone in Class 1 was shocked, wondering if Li Luo’s popularity in Class 8 had become so outrageous?

He started shouting like this as soon as he came on stage.

On the sidelines, Ying Chanxi was sitting on a bench. When he heard Xu Yinghuan's leading cheers, he couldn't control his mouth and almost shouted along.

But after seeing Li Luo come on the court, Ying Chanxi also showed an expectant expression on his face, and secretly cheered for him in his heart.

On the court, the third quarter of the game officially began.

Li Luo had just passed the ball to Zhu Yufei at the baseline when he saw Liu Shaowen appear in front of him. Every time he moved, Liu Shaowen followed him, and they actually followed him all the way from the baseline to the opposite half of the court, inseparable.

Seeing this scene, Li Luo immediately laughed and shook his head, thinking that this was the solution.

If this trick was used on Li Luo before, it might actually have some effect.

After all, he had recorded such a point in his memory palace before. As long as Liu Shaowen kept following him so closely without giving him any chance, it would be difficult for him to adjust the angle of his shot.

The memory palace is not a universal key, it also has to follow the basic rules. It is impossible for it to help Li Luo score a goal remotely when he is unable to complete the actions in his memory.

But the situation now is different...

He was not idle during these days of examination.

Li Luo smiled at Liu Shaowen, then shook his body and put some distance between himself and Liu Shaowen.

Although Liu Shaowen caught up quickly and basically didn't give him a chance to shoot normally, Li Luo still successfully caught the ball from Zhu Yufei.

Then in the next second, Li Luo turned sideways and confronted Liu Shaowen, then lightly hooked the ball with his right hand, not giving Liu Shaowen any chance. The hook ball went directly into the net, leaving Liu Shaowen stunned for a moment.

Liu Shaowen lowered his head and glanced at his current position.

He looked at the three-point line which was less than one meter away from Li Luo, then looked at the basket in the distance, and suddenly fell silent.

Generally speaking, it is normal to make a three-step layup and then hook the ball under the basket and score it with the help of your touch.

But you almost hooked the ball from the three-point line!

Can this horse get in?

Still a hollow entry.

Don't be too outrageous!

But soon, Liu Shaowen and others discovered that this was not the most outrageous thing.

As Class Eight continued to attack, every time the ball was passed to Li Luo, he would always hook the ball at a very strange angle.

And they can all log in perfectly.

The physical education teacher who was acting as a referee on the sidelines was stunned.

There were also waves of cheers from the stands of Class 8.

Li Luo and his team narrowed the score to 43-35 in just a few minutes, with only a difference of 8 points!
By the end of the third quarter, the score had been pulled back to 48-43, with only a difference of 5 points!

"No... This is impossible to defend." During the break, Liu Shaowen couldn't help but complain, "How can I defend against the hook ball? I can't even touch it."

"Why don't we just stop defending and go straight to offense." Xie Shuchen said solemnly, "There are still 5 points left. As long as we don't lose the ball, there will be no problem. After all, their defense is not strong either."

After the fourth section begins.

Class 1 changed their strategy and no longer tried to defend against Li Luo's hook shot.

Anyway, their center position Jian Zhenyuan is much stronger than Xu Guangtao on the opposite side.

While maintaining the offensive rhythm, deliberately slowing down the tempo, delaying the time, and slowing down the scoring frequency on both sides, the score difference advantage can still be maintained.

So starting from the fourth section, the rhythm of Class 1 slowed down significantly, which caused a certain impact on Class 8.

As time went by, the score gradually came to 58-55.

It's 62-61 again!

There are two minutes left.

The tense battle situation on the field made the students in the audience nervous, and they stared at every move on the field intently.

Until the last twenty seconds were left, because Class 1's defense had relaxed, Li Luo made a jump shot and scored two points again.

Successfully overtake the score!
64-65!

Just hold on!

Zhu Yufei and others from Class 8 were all excited.

But Liu Shaowen on the opposite side took a deep breath and cooperated with Xie Shuchen after serving the ball. After being defended by the players of Class 8, they were unable to attack.

In the end, I had to take a chance and shot a ball from the three-point line.

I don’t know if it was because of good luck, but the basketball bounced on the rim a few times, hit the backboard, and finally fell into the net.

67-65!

Only ten seconds left!
Liu Shaowen couldn't help but wave his fist at himself and subconsciously looked at Ying Chanxi on the sidelines.

But what he saw was not Ying Chanxi's happy smile. Instead, he saw her frowning and looking in Li Luo's direction with a worried look.

This stopped Liu Shaowen from shouting out loud, and he looked a little helpless.

Xie Shuchen had already commanded everyone to return to defense.

If they can hold on for these ten seconds, they will definitely win!
But just as they were thinking this, Li Luo had already received the ball from Zhu Yufei.

As time counts down.

He hadn't even reached the three-point line yet, but stopped directly in the direction of the basket, more than one meter away from the three-point line.

The memory palace in his mind started to work at high speed, forcibly instilling muscle memory, driving his body, including his arms, wrists and fingertips.

Push the basketball in your hand hard.

Cast a beautiful parabola——

A goal was scored.

The physical education teacher blew the whistle.

The entire stadium was silent for a moment.

The moment the basketball entered the net, the wonderful sound seemed to be heard clearly by everyone.

The next second, excited cheers suddenly rang out from the stands of Class 8!
Then it spread quickly in the stands as if it was contagious, and applause spread like thunder.

Li Luo looked at the scoreboard on the sidelines, and when it finally stood at 67-68, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, he had prepared in advance, otherwise he would have been defeated by Class 1 in today's game.

"Congratulations." Yan Zhusheng ran to the field holding Li Luo's coat in his arms and whispered to him, his eyes showing an eagerness to try.

Li Luo quickly held her shoulders and whispered, "Not now, just be quiet."

"Oh." Yan Zhusheng pursed her lips, followed Li Luo obediently, and walked back to the sidelines.

Ying Chanxi originally wanted to run over, but thinking that her classmates had lost the game by one point and must be feeling a little sad, she still fulfilled her duties as class monitor and ran to Jian Zhenyuan and the others to comfort them.

But she was quite excited in her heart, and the heroic performance of Li Luo's last goal kept replaying in her mind, making her feel confused.

It would be great if she was in Class 8... What a pity, there are no basketball games in her second year of high school.

(End of this chapter)