She is in the fog

June 6th was a Monday, and it started to drizzle in the early morning. Qin Yiran discussed with the sports committee member of Class 10 and decided to play the friendly match in the afternoon at the indoor basketball court in the gymnasium.

As a result, after the morning class ended, the rain stopped, the sky cleared up again, and the sun soon evaporated all the moisture on the outdoor basketball court.

The physical education committee members of the two classes discussed it again and decided to play outdoors, where the view is wider and it would be more comfortable to play.

He Xi, Mingmei, Wenwan and Li Xingyu were queuing up in the cafeteria to get food, and Wang Wei was just in front of them.
Qin Yiran suddenly appeared from nowhere, slapped Wang Wei's shoulder with one hand, and said loudly: "Wang Wei, Zhan Peng has something to do this afternoon and can't play. How about you take his place?"

Wang Wei covered his shoulder, wrinkling his face into a mask of pain. He complained, "Qin Yiran, can you be gentler? You broke my bones." Then he muttered, "Isn't Zhan Peng a substitute? This isn't a big game. If there's no substitute, then there's no substitute. Anyway, the starting lineup is still there, so can't we just make do with it?"

"I'm just afraid of something going wrong." Qin Yiran pouted, tilted her head back slightly, crossed her arms, and said helplessly, "Think about it, we are usually not as good as Class 1 in everything. Maybe this basketball game is the only time our class can beat Class 1. We shouldn't take it seriously, right?"

Wang Wei knocked on the bowl and chopsticks and rolled his eyes unceremoniously: "Then you should at least find someone reliable. I can't play basketball. Isn't it like giving it to me for free if you find me?"

Hearing this, Qin Yiran's eyes were filled with confusion, and he couldn't help but ask in surprise: "You can't play basketball?"

"I never said I could. Besides, when have you ever seen me play basketball?"

Qin Yiran was even more shocked: "You are so tall, but you can't play basketball?"

Wang Wei's mouth twitched slightly, and he said, "Well, if you're so strong, why don't you go move bricks?"

"Excuse me, goodbye." Qin Yiran turned around and tried to leave, but suddenly turned back, put on a flattering smile on her face, and looked at He Xi eagerly: "Sister Xi, I saw you shoot three-pointers very accurately last time, how about..."

"No." He Xi interrupted ruthlessly. She didn't want to chase and bump into a group of people on the basketball court, and finally get all sweaty. Getting wet and sticky was a small matter. Mingmei had a mysophobia, and if she became smelly, she wouldn't dare to walk with her.

Qin Yiran stopped trying to persuade him, quickly glanced around, and slyly squeezed in front of He Xi, showing his white teeth: "Then I can get you a meal, right?"

The next second, He Xi pushed her out of the line. She looked at Qin Yiran, who was about to fall, mercilessly and said coldly, "Don't try to get close to me. Go and line up by yourself."

"Tsk, so inhumane." Qin Yiran stood still, muttering as he walked towards the end of the team.

After the afternoon class, the students acted out the Hungry Wolf legend and rushed to the cafeteria like big black rats. Soon, long queues formed at each window of the cafeteria.

Of course, there are also people who are not keen on eating.

For example, the contestants and cheerleaders from Class 1 and Class 5 of Grade , as well as some spectators.

The contestants from the two classes had already gathered at the basketball court and were warming up. The basketball court was full of students. Someone shouted, "Come on, Class 1!" Then the students from Class 1 started cheering in unison as if they had received a call. Their loud voices echoed through the sky, attracting passers-by. More and more people gathered at the basketball court.

Seeing how loud Class 1 was, Class 5 naturally didn't want to fall behind. Fortunately, Wen Wan was well prepared. She held up a blackboard she had drawn in advance, with "Punch James, Kick Cameron" written in large letters on it, and "Qian Ziyue, known as Little Jordan" in small letters below.

"Class five--" Wen Wan led the shouting.

The class was also very understanding and immediately responded loudly: "Come on!"

"Class 5--" Wen Wan continued to shout.

The classmates in the class continued to roar: "Come on!"

Qian Ziyue was very pleased. Their class had a much louder voice than Class 1. Wen Wan was quite reliable at the critical moment and the atmosphere was just right. Oh, they even prepared such a big cheering sign. What a show... Wait! What the hell is that?

Qian Ziyue seemed to have discovered something wrong. He twisted his neck and suddenly found that Wen Wan's cheering sign read "Punch James, Kick Cameron" and "Qian Ziyue, also known as Little Jordan".

"Crack!" Qian Ziyue twisted his neck accidentally and almost vomited blood. He said with despair, "What disease does Wen Wan have?"

Overpraising! Totally overpraising! Overpraising! Totally overpraising! Attracting negative attention! Totally attracting negative attention! Wen Wan was just trying to put Qian Ziyue in an unjust position. James and Cameron's fans at the scene must have already complained about him. How could he be so proud to be listed with Jordan? He wanted to be famous in school, but he shouldn't be known to alumni by doing this kind of moon landing and overpraising!

Qian Ziyue took a deep breath, looked at Wen Wan, gave a fake smile, and raised his thumb. His expression as he nodded and curled his lips seemed to say, "You are really good."

Wen Wan saw his reaction, pursed her lips in satisfaction, raised her eyebrows slightly, and looked extremely provocative.

Mingmei, who was standing by, grabbed the corner of her clothes, looking somewhat guilty, and whispered, "Wanwan, aren't we writing too high-profile like this? Isn't this going to have a bad impact?"

"What's the big deal!" Wen Wan shouted, "I just heard from Li Xingyu a while ago that he said bad things about you after the sports meet. This is just a minor punishment."

Some time ago, Mingmei also learned the truth about Qian Ziyue's apology from Li Xingyu. In the sports meet, the women's 1500-meter long-distance race was the last event. She and He Jiahe did not get a place and missed the sports meet prize by one point. Qian Ziyue complained that girls were holding him back and that girls were useless and could not get a single point. That's why he was beaten up by He Xi. The guilt disappeared, and Mingmei snorted: "That's right, who made him talk nonsense and speak without restraint, it would be good to teach him a lesson."

He Xi leaned forward slightly, turned his head and looked at the content on the gas sign, which was obviously written in Ming Mei's handwriting.

I couldn't help but chuckle. How come this little girl has two faces?

When Ming Mei heard He Xi's sudden laughter, she leaned over and asked curiously, "He Xi, what are you laughing at?"

He Xi waved his hands quickly, "I just think it's funny."

"What's so funny?"

"I think Qian Ziyue deserves his punishment for his bad mouth."

"Beep——"

The referee blew the whistle, the players greeted and shook hands, and at five o'clock, the game officially began.

Since it is a competition between students, it is not that strict. As long as the foul is not too outrageous, the referee will generally turn a blind eye.

Mingmei didn't know much about basketball, but she could basically understand the situation on the court. Judging from the current situation, Class 4 still had the upper hand. The opponent only had 11 points, while her class already had points.

Seeing the score gap getting bigger and bigger, Class 1 could no longer sit still and asked the referee for a replacement player.

Then, Li Bufan walked out of the crowd in full view of everyone and went onto the basketball court again.

The onlookers immediately started talking:

"Li Bufan? Can she play basketball?"
"I only know that she's good at tennis, but she can also play basketball?"
"After all, we are facing a group of boys. There is still a gap in height and physical fitness. Can we fight?"
"Switch the girls to the stage? Could it be that Class 1 has run out of tricks?"
……

Even Xu Yan couldn't help but "tsk tsk" and said: "I have to say it, although I don't know if Li Bufan can play basketball, but under such circumstances, she dared to go on the court. I admire her 100%. She is so brave."

Wen Wan also put down the cheering sign in her hand and stared at Li Bufan's figure, feeling mixed emotions.

Wen Wan is a student with sports expertise, and competitive sports are essential to her life. The difference in physiological structure between women and men leads to a general gap between women and men in physical fitness. For the sake of fairness, sports meets are divided into women's and men's groups. If a man insists on competing in the women's group, it is somewhat shameless and bullying. But if a woman enters the men's group, some people will think she is courageous, while others will think she is ignorant of life and death.

Wen Wan thinks Li Bufan is courageous, but Qian Ziyue thinks Li Bufan is courting death.

When he was in the first year of high school, Qian Ziyue wrote a love letter to Li Bufan, but she didn't even read it and threw it directly into the trash can. Qian Ziyue was humiliated and he hated Li Bufan ever since.

Although Li Bufan came from a wealthy family, was handsome, had a good voice, and was a good student, so what? When it came to playing basketball, Qian Ziyue was very conceited and felt that Li Bufan was definitely not as good as him.

Qian Ziyue was inferior to Li Bufan in every aspect. Now he felt that he had finally found someone who could surpass Li Bufan, and he was confident, so he sneered, "Why did you replace her with a girl? Is there no one left in the first class? If she gets beaten and cries, I won't comfort her."

He Xi was stunned. After all, she and Li Bufan were love rivals, so it was normal that they didn't get along well. But when she heard Qian Ziyue say that, she couldn't help but frowned.

As expected, Qian Ziyue is still a dog that can't change its bad habits. He said "girls are useless" before, which clearly shows that he is prejudiced against girls. Now, before Li Bufan has even shown his tricks, he has already opened the champagne. If he loses in the end, it will be funny.

He Xi was about to say something, but Ming Mei asked before her: "Qian Ziyue, do you know what is the most important thing in the competition?"

Qian Ziyue turned around and asked, "What is it?"

Mingmei smiled and said harmlessly, "It's because we respect our opponents."

The gentle and calm tone was like a sharp sword that pierced the heart. Qian Ziyue avoided his gaze but insisted, "Am I wrong? If a woman comes on stage, it would be dishonorable for me to win."
Seeing Mingmei speaking for him, Li Bufan raised the corner of his mouth in relief. As expected, she was worthy of her love.

She ignored Qian Ziyue and directly signaled to the referee to start.

There's no need to waste your energy on unimportant people. He doesn't deserve it.

Li Bufan didn't even give Qian Ziyue a glance, just like when he handed her the love letter, he was aloof and self-righteous, and his eyes were pure. Qian Ziyue felt a nameless fire in his chest, and he clenched his teeth secretly. He swore that he would make her lose miserably.

(End of this chapter)