Rebirth Space Farming

Chapter 103

Seeing the teachers taking away the desks, the parents who were trapped behind the cordon became agitated.

"What's going on, it's almost our child's turn, why did you close the table?"

"Be quiet, everyone be quiet," the physical education teacher of Sacred Heart High School, holding a loudspeaker, announced loudly. The recruitment of long-distance runners has ended. All places have been used up.

"How can this be? Isn't it said that Sacred Heart's external recruitment should be open, transparent, fair and fair? Our child is No. 2 in the middle and middle sprint for primary school students in BJ City. Who you recruited should be announced." Those who waited so hard One morning and one afternoon under the sun, the parents who hoped that their children would become dragons and daughters would not accept such a result.

"Stop arguing, if you continue arguing, you will be disqualified from other sports," said the teacher holding a loudspeaker, Ni Shahe, the PE teacher team leader of Sacred Heart Junior High School.

According to the rules, among the special students, there are always some students who come in through the back door. This is regarded as the default rule, but most of the students are admitted through hard work.What is No. 2 in a city's sprint competition? Among the students he screened, as long as they are trained properly, there are many who will become national athletes.

When Zhuo Feng heard it, among the students preparing for the exam in the surrounding area, there were as many people as 5000 meters, 400 meters, 50 meters, and [-] meters.

Fortunately, Xiaoxian hasn't run yet. You said that if you run [-] meters and are as tired as a dog, you say, "Your child is very good, but it's a pity that our quota is already full", that will make people feel tired. Crazy.

But Zhuo Feng felt relieved for a few seconds, and then thought about it again, if Xiaoxian didn't take the entrance examination for Sacred Heart School, what school would he take the examination for?It would take a few more days to go home and discuss about choosing a school. In these few days, the enrollment of BJ's schools will be over. If there is any delay, Xiao Xian will have to postpone her studies for a year.

The parents on the playground also thought so. They all felt that as long as their sons and daughters had the opportunity to participate in the assessment, they would definitely be admitted, and they clamored for Ni Shahe to announce the admission list of the special running students.

"Teacher, the recruitment of special students for those remaining programs has not been completed. I want to try?" From the questioning voices of unreasonable parents, Xiao Xian's Mandarin with a southern accent immediately stood out.

That's right, the kid is right. Just now, the teachers just said that the special enrollment quota for long-distance running has been used up, but they didn't say that the quota for other events is also full.The parents seemed to see a new dawn, and continued to ask questions around Nishahe.

Is this right? Everyone only knows to ask for publicity. If the publicity is to be useful, why do they need a back door?

Ni Shahe happily searched the crowd for the student who was asking questions. His eyes only stayed on Xiao Xian's face for a moment, then drifted over to search the crowd.It wasn't until Xiaoxian asked again that Ni Shahe was sure that this delicate little girl who looked like a literary student was actually a sports student.

After hearing this, Zhuo Feng became worried, and pulled his niece aside: "Xiao Xian, we can only report for running, not for other events."

Ni Shahe also found it strange, the little girl was fair and clean, dressed elegantly, and was not tall (he didn't know that Xiao Xian was only ten years old), if she really wanted to be selected in the team of special senior students, she could only be ranked In dancing and singing, with women, black men, and strong sports special admissions stations, didn't they say clearly, "We came in through the back door."

Ni Shahe didn't want to be poked at the back, but the protesting parents were successfully distracted by Xiaoxian's question, and they asked about the remaining specialty projects.Anyway, they all study physical education, so there is always a way.

"Unfortunately, almost all the basic events have been recruited. There are two remaining events, one is football." Ni Shahe shouted all afternoon, his throat was about to smoke. , Only then spit out a disappointing sentence.

"Football?" Half of the parents have retreated. Everyone knows what football is like in China.Men practice football, but they don't learn well, they only learn how to eat, drink, whore and gamble.Girls learn football, and all of them become "Mr. Football", so there is no such thing as a girl.

Football is still a competitive sport, you need skills, and you will inevitably have bumps and bumps in the game. Any parent would be reluctant to send their children to be sandbags.

"There's one more thing." Xiaoxian didn't know what football was, but just looking at Zhuo Feng's expression, he knew that it was probably a thankless task.

"The other one is about the same," Ni Shahe thought, and he should leave after speaking. He simply turned around and pointed to a few senior students who were playing ball not far away.There are fewer people on the playground, and the students maintaining order are also vacant. A 3v3 imitation street basketball practice is going on on the basketball court. "It's basketball."

Sacred Heart High School's basketball is considered a strong point. The men's and women's basketball teams have won good rankings in the city's basketball competitions in the past few years. Supported by the team.Seeing the unsatisfactory enrollment situation, the teachers of the school basketball team left two vacancies, preferring shortages instead of overflowing. This is Sacred Heart's consistent teaching style.

The parents on the playground have already left the playground with their children.Xiao Xian looked at the basketball court for a while, but didn't have the slightest intention to leave.

"Xiaoxian, let's go back first, let your uncle find out if there are other schools when we get home," Zhuo Feng jumped in his heart, and comforted Xiaoxian in as gentle a tone as possible. Basketball and football are not enough. Similarly, the physical education teacher at Sacred Heart High School really deserves scolding.

"Teacher, as long as you throw the ball into the basket like them, you will win." In Gecun, Xiaoxian had never touched basketball and football before. After watching it for a few minutes, she only knew the tall players The male students are all scrambling for the orange ball, and they are going to throw that ball into the old Gao's basket.

"That's right, just throw the basketball into the hoop." Ni Shahe was very dissatisfied with Xiao Xian's casual remarks. He could see clearly that among the several male students playing on the basketball court, one of them was from the high school. For the school basketball team, in the past few minutes, that male student has shot a three-pointer and blocked a rebound.Listening to the little girl's tone, she thought that shooting was as easy as eating and drinking. You must know that shooting not only requires eyesight, hand strength and accuracy, but also the skills of dribbling and layup cannot be learned overnight.

"The basket refers to the iron circle with the fishing nets hanging on it." Zhuo Feng was embarrassed by Xiao Xian's rather rustic words, and made many mistakes, in order not to annoy the physical education teacher whose face was getting darker and darker. Alright, let's take Xiaoxian home quickly.But Xiao Xian's next sentence made Zhuo Feng and Ni Shahe surprised.

"It's really high enough. I'm afraid it's more than three meters, three meters and five." Xiao Xian walked under the basketball hoop and looked up at the basket.

"Hey, this kid really knows a little bit about basketball," Ni Shahe was a little surprised. The male students on the basketball court saw a fresh-faced junior and played even harder.

But Xiaoxian didn't seem to be paying attention to them, her eyeballs were only glued to the ball.

At this time, the basketball flew out of the boundary line in the scramble between the two students. Xiao Xian snatched it up and held the ball firmly in her hands. She was thoughtful and looked back at Ni Shahe. "Teacher, if I throw the ball in, will I be able to study in your school?" When she asked, her voice was neither high nor low, and her eyes were so innocent that one couldn't bear to refuse for a moment.

Every man is more or less a bit weird. After hearing what Xiao Xian said, the male students on the playground stared at Xiao Xian's long legs in the denim skirt and booed: "Ni Teacher, promise her."

"This group of bastards," Ni Shahe frowned, really wanted to punish them to run to the playground, but it's really hard to say the words of refusal, just try, anyway, there are no people on the playground, he thought for a while, Fingers crossed, "One shot doesn't count, if you can hit three shots in a row, it's considered a success."

Just kidding, even making three shots, even the male student of the school team on the basketball court, is not 100% guaranteed.Ni Shahe was also deliberate. He saw that although the little girl was not tall, her posture was much lighter than that of ordinary children when she walked. In addition, she had accurately reported the height of the basket just now. Maybe the little girl is still deep. Can't hide it.However, the height of 1.5 meters is really inappropriate on the basketball court.

"Okay, just three." Xiaoxian said, holding the ball and walking to the basketball court. The group of students on the court wanted to watch a good show, and they all dispersed to one side, and started drinking with drinks, but everyone from time to time She turned her eyes to the scenery at the bottom of Xiao Xian's skirt.

Things have come to this point, Zhuo Feng has no choice but to stand on the basketball court and command beside him: "Xiao Xian, stand closer, you are now standing on the line of the three-pointer Lean forward, lean further forward." The physical education teacher didn't say where to stand to shoot the ball. In the eyes of a layman like Zhuo Feng, the closer you stand to the basket, the higher the chance of making a shot.

"Okay, that's the position," said Zhuo Feng, thinking that if she knew today, she would not forbid Feng Xing to watch the NBA.

"No, Xiaoxian, it's too close." Zhuo Feng saw that Xiaoxian was holding the ball and rushed to the bottom of the basket like a rampage. How could he make a shot so close.

"Little girl, step back a little." Among the boys drinking drinks, a handsome male student couldn't help reminding him that he was a member of the high school basketball team. Sha He rolled his eyes in warning.

"It's okay, it's the same everywhere," Xiaoxian laughed, and threw the basketball up in her hand. Her gestures didn't have much technical content, and they were very rusty.

If this kind of gesture can also hit the shot, then the leader of my sports team will do it for the little girl. Ni Shahe shook his head, turned around and was about to walk away.

"Oh, it's off the mark," Zhuo Feng watched as the basketball slipped away from Xiaoxian's hand, and the weird thing that got out of the basket was about to hit the backboard.

(End of this chapter)