Chapter 51. Stop In The Middle.

Chen Du’s head buzzed, as if a broken thread was reconnected, and the blank muteness was rapidly flooded with a large number of decibels, applause, whistles, people’s voices, radio …… It was the sound of a lot of confusion, screaming, as if 10,000 hands had entered his skull and pulled his nerves backwards. His eyes were red, and he gradually awoke from his numbness.

  

When did Chan Jiashu come up? Had she been over there all this time?

  

It was over. He hadn’t played well in this game. Had he played badly?

  

His hair seemed to be standing up when he was running, his hair blowing out in a messy way …… F*ck.

  

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As the third years lost one game after another, losing the ball and losing points, they were embarrassed. The crowd became furious and formed a group under Chen Du, saying they wanted to report them to the referee for foul play.

  

“Foul?” Xue Yaoqi threw the ball over and laughed, “You can’t block at all, and he has a good hand. You’re twelve points behind in the opening three minutes. I also think we shouldn’t compare. Go back to write a few more sets of papers before coming to suffer a class of poisonous beatings well!”

  

Lin Feng was also angry and laughed, “What’s wrong with Class 1? Does Class 1 owe you money? Look at how many times you guys have called for substitutions. We don’t even have substitutes. Five of us against the twelve of you, and you still can’t beat us? We don’t even have any substitutes. Hey, at least I’m helping my teammates. Aren’t you embarrassed to stop in the middle?”

  

A circle around the room snorted out laughter, not hiding the shaking of their shoulders and the pleasure on their faces.

  

“Sorry about that!” A team of several buddies hooked up in unison and shouted, “Age isn’t scary; whoever dishes it out is embarrassed!”

  

Lin Feng’s mouth was already started and he was about to get high again when suddenly a dark figure jumped down in front of him. He let out an “ouch” and jumped back two steps, “Shit, can you say hello before coming down? Wait, why were you still hanging up there?”

  

“Did I just look handsome?” Chen Du ruffled his hair.

  

“Huh?”

  

Lin Feng was stunned, blinked, and then said, “His face bigger than a f*cking footbath. Nice try calling us foul. Hey, weren’t they the ones who just got whistled? What a thief way to catch a thief ……”

  

Chen Du tossed his head, scratched the top of his head, fluffed up a bit and twisted his face to him, “How about this, is it handsome?”

  

Lin Feng: “…… Huh?”

  

F*ck. Chen Du turned his face back sideways in annoyance and scratched his head, “Forget it.”

  

The group of third years shouted at the top of their lungs as the referee, who had been yelled at for the eight hundredth time, leaned back and got high on melon seeds. He oversaw the control of the field to maintain a harmonious atmosphere where a fight was about to break out but not yet. He just watched the action and made sure it did not get too big.

  

The referee blew his whistle, the timeout was over, and the game resumed.

  

Chen Du entered the field, shaking the collar of his jersey, “What did they say about the way we played?”

  

“They said we played like a robbery. You just suddenly asked if it was handsome. What do you mean, ah?”

  

Chen Du raised his hand to catch the ball diagonally thrown to him, and his palm gave a solid muffled sound: “It means handsome.”

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