Chapter 48: Do you really think being a gorilla makes you invincible?

  His tall and broad chest was congested, his breath was blocked, his brain was buzzing, and he was unconscious, how could he answer Ling Fei's words?

  In fact, Ling Fei didn't use much strength, but for a student who was spoiled and even slightly sub-healthy, that was almost fatal.

  "Am I right or wrong in asking you this?" Ling Fei's ruffian demeanor emerged, just like a scoundrel, he wouldn't let up until he drove you mad.

  The tall guy caught his breath and opened his eyes, glaring at Ling Fei with hatred. "You dare to kill me!"

  "Hey, what a guy!" Ling Fei chuckled and glanced at Liu Yang and the fat man with a worried face out of the corner of his eye. He knew that these three people must have a good relationship, and he also had a good impression of Liu Yang. After thinking for a moment, he picked up the tall one and let go of his hand, and the tall one fell to the ground with a thud.

  This fall was quite severe and also hurt his pride.

  Ling Fei glanced at him a few times, curled his lip; "I'm leaving first, you guys play." After finishing speaking, Ling Fei went downstairs without looking back. Unexpectedly, the tall guy recovered and stood up, leaning on the handrail of the stairs, shouting at Ling Fei: "Fuck your mother, I'm not done with you!"

  Ling Fei calmly and naturally waved her hand at him with her back turned, and in an instant she disappeared down the stairs.

  ……

  The gymnasium is filled with the sound of cheering, and all the first-year students who are not participating in the competition are cheering for those on the court, either by shouting encouragement or observing quietly. In short, this basketball match has achieved a very good result, and some students from other schools have also come to observe and learn, but actually they were just called to play around.

  And this also makes some perverts secretly cheer, as most of the beauties in their own school are already taken, and this time is undoubtedly a good opportunity for them to "replenish their stock".

  Innumerable lechers used all their tricks just to win the favor of these beautiful women from other schools.

  Some students from not-so-well-off families, who were specially admitted to the school due to their scores, also started carrying self-made insulated bags. Inside, they had drinks, a plastic foam box with two cloth straps hanging on their chest, containing snacks, binoculars, horns, small flags, and some fruits, vegetables, eggs, etc.

  Of course, the uses of these things are self-evident, but those who dare to use them in a public place can be counted on one's fingers.

  "Remember, just do your best, this is only the preliminary round, no need to expose too much of your strength, just win and that's it, got it?" A stout middle-aged man with a shiny bald forehead and a sly smile at the corner of his mouth said casually to a rugged young man.

  A robust young man sat on the chair in the fifth-grade rest area, wearing a white cloak with a sturdy body and the blue jersey of No. 4 inside. The youth had dark skin, a pair of big eyes shining brightly, and a hint of sharpness flashing in his eyes as he looked towards the rest area across the field.

  The rest area on the opposite side also had a student wearing a red No. 4 jersey looking over at him, and as their eyes met, the gunpowder smell in the air seemed to be rising rapidly.

  "Ding!" The whistle sounded, and the referee walked to the center of the court, quietly waiting for the players to take the field.

  That bald fat man took a look at the dark and rough young man; "Go away, don't lose face for our Class Five."

  The rough young man stood up and walked directly towards the player's rest room without saying a word, preparing to go on stage with the players.

  A moment later, amidst the cheers and screams of the students, the players from Class 5 and Class 2 took to the field one by one. The sixteen individuals stood face-to-face, each finding their own position. The rugged youth and the seemingly weaker student faced off against each other. The referee stood in between them, glanced at both, swung his arm, and tossed the ball into the air. As soon as the whistle sounded, both players jumped up almost simultaneously, with a height difference of only a fraction of an inch. The rugged youth took advantage of his height and arm length to hook the basketball over, and then secretly elbowed Class 2's number 4 player in the chest. The opponent let out a dull hum, fell back several steps before regaining balance.

  The rugged youth threw the ball into the weak hands of No. 6, and then began to make gestures, the players of Class 5 started to launch a fierce attack on Class 2 in an orderly manner. This dull yet surprising opening made the students watching the game even more excited, shouting loudly with all their might, some girls even put aside their dignity and joined in the shouting, their small faces flushed red, forming a unique landscape, which also gave some perverts a treat for their eyes.

  "Block him, protect the rebound, don't leave the three-point line empty, that guy's three-pointer is very accurate." The captain of Class 2's team 4 rubbed his chin and glanced at the opponent's skinny number 6, carefully instructing the person next to him.

  The No. 3 next to him immediately made a few gestures, and the formation changed instantly, it can be seen that the second class is not a soft persimmon either.

  Just as the game was intense, Ling Fei had already entered the stadium and heard the deafening roar as soon as he stepped in, frowning; "Damn it, what's going on with the demolition?"

  After scolding for a few sentences, they squeezed in from the entrance, which was the spectator platform. The spectator platform was filled with people as far as the eye could see, and everyone was waving everything that could be waved.

  Most of them are students, with a rebellious spirit deep down. Due to the pressure of studying, they are now thoroughly letting loose, relaxing, screaming and yelling.

  Standing on the spectator's platform, he swept a glance at the crazy students around him, and his mouth curled up with an evil smile. He casually took out a small loudspeaker from a box held by a part-time student vendor who had just squeezed out of the aisle, and that student was stunned, thinking he had encountered a robbery. After Ling Fei threw in 10 yuan, he smiled and continued to sell things.

  Ling Fei walked to the railing at the bottom of the slope-shaped spectator stand, blowing a horn and smiling.

  "It's actually quite fun." Ling Fei muttered to himself, untying the small rope on the megaphone and hanging it around his neck, then glanced at the rest area of Class 2 and walked in that direction.

  ……

  At this moment, Yang Yu'an was watching the situation on the court with anxiety, and at this moment, the score difference had been widened. Class 5 scored 31 points, while their class 2 still had a pitiful 15 points.

  He swallowed his saliva, although he said it was just the preliminary round, but he and the head teacher of Class 5 were not on good terms. If they lost this time, what they would lose would not be just a game, but more importantly, their face, especially in front of that lecherous fat head teacher of Class 5.

  Yang Yu let out a soft sigh, although urgent, but he could only watch the changing situation, looking at the growing gap in scores, he wished he could replace the student himself and play a game.

  Just as he was feeling a mix of emotions, a hand landed on his shoulder, causing Yang Yu'an to tremble unconsciously. He turned around to see Ling Fei's face full of smiles.

  "Yang Ge, what's wrong? You look so worried. Is the score not ideal?" Ling Fei asked with a smile, glancing at the scoreboard on the field.

  "Never mind, Class 5 is way too strong for us to have any chance of winning." Yang Yu'an let out a bitter smile and shook his head as he spoke. Before he could finish, a sharp whistle pierced the air, catching the attention of both of them.

  All that can be seen is the rugged young man covering his stomach in pain, rolling on the ground, and the basketball rolling by his feet. The No. 9 of Class 2 has a bewildered face, unable to understand why this rugged young man fell to the ground.

  "Foul once." The referee squatted down and took a look at the rough young man, recording a foul for No. 9.

  No. 9 was about to speak out in anger, but was stopped by No. 4 who rushed over. No. 9 could only swallow his anger and glare fiercely at the rough young man with a sly smile on his face.

  The rough young man then stood up and ran around on the court as if nothing had happened.

  "This kid, pretending to be quite like that." Ling Fei said with interest to Yang Yu'an, "But this kid is very troublesome, we've investigated him before, heard he used to be a basketball player in the city, later kicked out because of causing trouble. Don't know how that fatty from Class 5 managed to invite him over, his academic record is a problem, looks like Fatty's spent a lot of money." Yang Yu'an looked at the rough youth a few more times, shaking his head with even greater despair.

  Ling Fei nodded slightly and didn't say much. If anything, the failure of Class 2 didn't harm him; on the contrary, it had its advantages, allowing him to understand the abilities of some first-year students.

  Ling Fei felt that this basketball game was a must-win, even if it wasn't necessarily a sure thing.

  "This kid's movements are very unclean, with many small actions and very secretive. Several attacks were not detected by the referee." Ling Fei said in a low tone, supporting his chin.

  "Long and his mother Akagi are the same, really think you're a gorilla and you'll be invincible?" As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Fei scolded in his heart.