Senior sister, I really don’t have any improper thoughts about you!

talking.

A silly smile suddenly appeared on Yuan Lu's face, and then she took out a small notebook from the drawer.

He held it in his hand and moved it.

"Girls."

"The general has found the information about Song Qiao from Class 16 of Grade ..."

talking.

Under the concerned gazes of the girls.

General Yuan turned to the end of the notebook and read aloud:

"Song Qiao, 18 years old, from Jiangzhou."

"Height 179 centimeters and weight 68 kilograms."

"Tall and with long legs."

"I heard he has six-pack abs..."

...

"Wow!?"

"real or fake?!"

The little girls around exclaimed.

But that's it.

Jiang, the monitor of Class 2-3 of Senior High School, strode in from outside the door.

But she did not return to the table.

Instead, he came to the podium.

Knocked on the table.

"Hey Hey hey!"

"Comrades!"

"Look at me, look at me~"

moment.

While everyone's attention was focused on the goblin on the podium.

She spoke again.

"Do you know about the basketball game?"

"I know. And then what?" A young man sitting in a VIP seat in the front row responded.

"What about the cheerleading thing?"

The voice just fell.

Yuan Lu shouted.

"I know! Tell me if you have something to say!"

Hear the words.

The ginger fairy raised the corner of her mouth.

His eyes swept over the classmates in the class.

"We are now recruiting five young men to form our class's cheerleading team for basketball games."

"If you have any ideas, please sign up now."

"There is a mysterious prize~"

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Chapter 375 I'm Just a High School Student

...

Basketball is a national sport.

It started in the 90s when the NBA craze swept across the country.

Basketball has become one of the sports for many Chinese people.

But after all, this is the era.

The technical level of many people is limited to the stages of dribbling, shooting, moving, and layups.

As for the various fancy techniques of later generations.

Even fewer people know how to do it.

So much so that now any basketball move that is even slightly fancy.

It can cause many little girls to cheer like idiots.

For example, General Yuan.

With a few little girls, they sat in the front row.

That look of joy.

Let your ancestor Yuan Benchu ​​know about this. He will have Yan Liang and Wen Chou give you a combination of punches.

"Ahhhhh!!"

"Shoot! Shoot!"

...

"Oh my God!"

"Song Qiao dribbled the ball!"

"He's passed!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!"

“Goal!!”

...

Hear this.

Miss Jiang couldn't bear it any longer.

He turned around and waved the newspaper in his hand in front of Yuan Lu.

"elder sister."

"The one who was passed was Zhu Shengjie."

"The frame we entered is our class's frame."

"What do you mean by shouting so loudly?"

however.

Yuan Lu waved her hand nonchalantly.

"friendship first, competition later."

“We are all classmates from the same school.”

"What's wrong with letting two people in..."

...

Two goals?

A black line on Miss Jiang's forehead jumped.

Pointing to the scoreboard next to it.

"We have 12 points."

"He scored 16 points."

"Their scores are higher than ours!"

"If two more people score, we will be eliminated!"

...

"If you are eliminated..."

Before he could finish his words, a crazy girl nearby suddenly shouted.

"Wow, Song Qiao got the ball again!"

This sentence immediately attracted Yuan Lu's attention.

He simply ignored Jiang and waved at the field with golden light in his eyes.

"come on!"

"come on! Come on!"

This made Miss Jiang angry.

When one Buddha is born, two Buddhas are born in heaven.

But it's okay.

These women still know where they are.

What they shouted were words that were not representative of the camp.

If they were sitting in the area of ​​Class 16-, shouting "Come on Class of Class ".

I guess coach Miss Jiang would be so angry that she would vomit blood.

That's right.

Miss Jiang is the coach.

The kind of coach who is responsible for arranging tactics and directing the boys to fight.

of course.

She also oversees cheerleading operations.

"Masucheng! Zhu Tao!"

"Didn't you guys have breakfast?"

"The sound is not even as loud as those women!"

"Hurry up! Shout up the momentum!"

Done.

Miss Jiang ignored the laughter around her.

His attention turned to the basketball court.

On the court at this moment.

Li Duoyong is dribbling the ball.

The guy defending him was almost a head taller than him.

But the steps don't seem to be agile enough.