Chapter 10: Storm on the Arena (Part 2)

  As the chaos in the field intensified, all the spectators watching the game on both sides also became agitated. At this time, the games on the other seven fields were also suspended, and everyone on the entire playground rushed to the venue of the law school and history department's competition.

  The cheerleading teams of the Law School and History Department were already yelling at each other across the field. The History Department side kept shouting "Law School people have no shame, can't win the game so they're fouling", while the Law School side initially didn't retort much, after all it was their own fault. But having been scolded for a long time, they also got angry and started yelling back with various excuses.

  Suddenly, some law school students, dissatisfied with the chaos on the scene, shouted in the crowd: "It's not okay to just bump into each other! What kind of thing is this? It's too useless! History department trash!" This sentence was like throwing a spark into dry hay, instantly igniting the emotions of the people on the scene. The law school students seemed to take the two words "trash" as their slogan and began shouting loudly. Instantly, the cries of "trash" filled the air, while the history department's crowd could no longer bear the insult. More and more spectators from both departments rushed into the competition venue, and a group fight was already unavoidable. The situation started to develop in an uncontrollable direction.

  "What to do!" Hearing this provocative shout, several members of the history department team looked at their own captain. "Damn it, let's fight them!" The old bird captain said bluntly and led the charge against the law school basketball team's players. It was already a matter of principle for the other side, but they still dared to be so shameless, everyone felt their blood boiling, and since the captain had taken action, others also clenched their fists and punched the law school team members who were standing in front.

  Han Xiaoxi was surrounded by the chaotic crowd, unable to move. At first, she didn't try to squeeze out of the crowd because she enjoyed watching the commotion. As a result, when more and more people gathered and rushed into the basketball court, she found herself completely trapped. The basketball court was packed with hundreds of people, and all she could do was helplessly move her feet along with the crowd. She felt extremely helpless and scared, but couldn't think of anything to do except silently pray for the chaos on the basketball court to end soon.

  "Damn it!" Yang Tao, who had been taking care of Meng Wei by the basketball court, couldn't help but curse when he heard the insult from the history department. He glanced at Chen Chufan and saw that his face was ashen, not making a sound as he stood up. Then, he silently walked to the scoreboard.

  The scoreboard was a collapsible iron frame with a wooden board on top, and the white paper on it could be used to keep score. Chen Chufan casually threw the wooden board for scoring onto the ground. After folding up the iron frame that supported the wooden board, he picked it up and walked towards the basketball hoop.

  Chen Chufan walked up to the basketball hoop, without saying a word, and slammed the iron frame in his hand heavily onto the supporting rod of the basketball hoop! The sound of "clang" was heard, and the violent collision between metals instantly made most people in the field tremble, involuntarily looking towards the place where the loud noise came from. However, among the crowd in the middle, the people who were already fighting with each other had not stopped their movements, still punching and kicking each other.

  Chen Chufan ignored them, silently using the iron frame in his hand to continuously smash into the basketball hoop's support rod. The "clang" "clang" sound began to quicken, and with the rhythm accelerating, the sound grew louder. The ear-piercing noise from the metal collision started to explode in front of everyone's ears on the court. Chen Chufan's iron frame also began to bend gradually due to the unbearable weight. The noisy competition venue finally quieted down, and everyone stopped pushing, staring at this ferocious-looking madman who kept pounding away at the metal rod with a stunned expression.

  Yes, in the eyes of everyone, Chen Chufan is a madman at this time. With a ferocious face, he doesn't even frown and slams the iron frame in his hand fiercely towards the basketball rack, not afraid of hurting his hands?

  As the crowd finally calmed down, and everyone's attention was focused on him, Chen Chufan casually threw the iron frame that had been completely deformed in his hand to the ground, and loudly roared: "Who was it just now that said history majors are useless? Dare to come out!" The bold action, combined with the ferocious expression, actually intimidated everyone on the basketball court, no one dared to make a move, as if they were deeply afraid of provoking the man in front of them who seemed like a madman.

  "Pfft, how dare you say I don't dare acknowledge it?" Chen Chufan spat a wad of phlegm onto the ground beside his foot and said disdainfully.

  The entire stadium was completely silent, with no one making a sound. Whose head would be harder than the metal of the basketball hoop? Seeing the deformed basketball hoop after being hit hard, thinking about the feeling of the iron frame hitting his own head, even some people broke out in cold sweat.

  Still no one spoke, Chen Chufan only felt a wave of boredom. He looked up at the basket above his head and suddenly felt an inexplicable surge of excitement. He picked up a basketball from under the hoop and took a few steps back, thinking about all that had happened in the past few days. He thought about how his woman might be flirting with another man, and how he was being bullied by others after being intentionally hit. A strong sense of injustice welled up inside him. He took a deep breath, stopped moving, and charged towards the basket with the ball in hand. As he approached, all his feelings of injustice turned into a loud roar: "Ah!" The sound echoed through everyone's ears like thunder. Chen Chufan's body leaped into the air, his hands holding the ball clearly above the rim. After a brief moment of suspension, he slammed the ball down with great force, making a loud "clang" as it went through the hoop. Instantly, the stadium was filled with gasps of amazement.

  When Chen Chufan gently bent his knees and fell back to the ground, he only felt a refreshing breath, and the anger that had been accumulating since he was abandoned seemed to have disappeared. However, he did not let go of the law school students who had just knocked him down and insulted him. He slowly turned around, still with a ferocious expression, but said in his usual tone: "Who is the waste after all?"

  The crowd fell silent again, only to erupt into action a moment later. The history department's side of the crowd began to chant in unison with Chen Chufan's words, shouting "Law School, Trash!" At first, all the students from the History Department started chanting this slogan, even finding a unique rhythm. When someone shouted "Law School", someone else would immediately follow up with "Trash" after about 1 second of interval. The chant of "Law School, Trash" became the main melody of the entire competition venue.

  Yes, although the people of the History Department were also shocked by Chen Chufan's furious smashing of the basketball hoop and his domineering dunk, what was more important to them was that Chen Chufan was a member of the History Department. His behavior brought them a sense of pride. Especially after Chen Chufan's dunk, his words instantly ignited their passion. So the shouting of "Trash" continued unabated.

  The momentum is a very strange thing, when the momentum is lost, people are still those people, but they have lost the courage to continue fighting. At present, the students of the law school are in a state of losing momentum and courage, facing the provocation of the history department, except for a few rare individuals, most people begin to choose tolerance, even evasion. There are constantly law school students squeezing out of the crowd, disappearing on the field.

  Han Xiaoxi, who was stuck in the crowd, could finally squeeze out of the crowd with ease. In fact, as soon as Chen Chufan used the iron frame to knock down the basketball hoop and stunned everyone on the playground, the crowd had already dispersed, and Han Xiaoxi could have chosen to leave easily at that time. But she didn't. She just stared blankly at Chen Chufan, who stood under the basketball hoop like a god, and in her life, she had never met such an extraordinary man. Chen Chufan's behavior of smashing the basketball hoop not only shocked her ears but also shook her soul, let alone the domineering dunk that followed. The moment when the man soared into the air was so impressive that it made her feel like worshiping him. This gave her an urgent desire to get to know this stranger.

  Thinking and doing has always been Han Xiaoxi's motto. So, she didn't retreat but instead charged forward into the crowd of people from the History Department, grabbed one of those creatures she often referred to as "idiot", and loudly asked: "Who was that dunking just now?!"

  The history major student who was caught, was shouting slogans with great enthusiasm, but suddenly being disturbed by someone, disrupted the rhythm, of course, it was a burst of anger. However, when he looked down and saw that the one who interrupted him was an extremely charming little girl, his angry emotions were instantly thrown away.

  "Isn't that Chen Chufan, the sophomore from the History Department? He's been really famous lately for jumping into a lake for love! By the way, which department are you from, MM?" The cow immediately added another question after answering Han Xiaohui's question.

  "Me? I'm a law school student!" Han Xiao Xi said, then lowered her head and slipped out of the crowd.