The basketball was thrown straight this way, accompanied by a burst of exclamations, and was about to hit Gong Bai Yuyou's face.

At this moment, a hand suddenly stretched out and blocked her face.

"Bang." The basketball hit the hand and hit the scoreboard and rolled to the ground. Morning Nana took back her palm. She didn't care about the red back of her hand. Instead, she first cared about the girl next to her: "

Gong Bai, are you okay?"

Gong Baiyuyou shook her head slightly and pointed at her palm.

"It's okay, it's okay, hehe." Nana smiled in the morning and waved her palm to show that it was not a big problem.

The boy who just threw the ball said, "Sorry, sorry, can you help me throw the ball back?"

In the morning, Nana didn't think much, picked up the basketball and threw it back.

"Heh." The boy held the basketball and couldn't help but smile.

At this time, Futaba Makoto and Takahashi not far away saw this and they looked at each other.

"Is it intentional? You can pass the ball so crookedly to your teammates?" Takahashi grabbed his collar with one hand and wiped the sweat from his cheek and said, "And he still passed the ball with both hands."

Futaba Cheng retracted his gaze and spoke slowly: "Pass me more penalty kicks later."

"Understood." Takahashi grinned and patted Futaba Cheng on the shoulder.

The game continues to start.

After receiving the ball, the boy started dribbling for a layup, but he found that Futaba Makoto and Takahashi did not stop him - without thinking too much, he came to the basket and stretched out his hand to throw the ball up to score points.

At this moment, a hand suddenly stretched out and slammed the ball down.

"Uh?!" The ball was knocked down directly and hit the boy's face hard. The severe pain on his face caused him to stumble and fall to the ground.

Blocked?!

The boy stood up angrily, but at this moment, the owner of the hand picked up the basketball on the ground and was about to pass it to his teammates.

"Isn't this ball a foul?" the boy asked the referee who was not blowing the whistle.

"There is no hand and no physical contact." The referee said, "And the ball just hit your face before it went out of bounds, so the defense kicked off."

Facing the surprised looks of the girls onlookers, the boy from the foreign class immediately turned red after hearing this, but he could only hold it in his heart, and then looked at the boy who had just blocked his shot - Futaba Makoto.

"That bounce you made just now was so awesome, that guy's face turned purple." Takahashi said with a smile beside Futaba Makoto.

Futaba Cheng showed no expression: "Go on."

I don't know if it was intentional or not, but soon the boy got the ball again, and before going for a layup, he took a special look at Futaba Makoto's side and found that the distance was quite far.

This time, he confidently threw the ball up for a layup.

"Pah." Another hand came over and knocked his ball down.

The ball rolled to the outside of the court and lay there quietly.

"What?!" The boy's eyes widened. When he turned around, he found Tetsuya Takahashi smiling at him behind him.

Perhaps it was because the boy was so focused on Futaba Makoto that he didn't even notice Takahashi who was guarding him.

Although he didn't hit the ball directly in his face like Makoto Futaba, blocking the shot itself was the most slap-in-the-face behavior in basketball. Looking at the basketball on the ground, the man was so angry that he almost couldn't breathe.

His teammates also saw this scene in their eyes.

This also resulted in the boys having few balls in their hands before get out of class ended, and even the few balls they caught were directly interrupted by Futaba Makoto, making them doubtful about their lives.

"Would you like some water, Futaba-san?"

"The few shots you just made were great."

When the bell rang, many girls came over to pass water and towels. Futaba Makoto politely declined. Seeing that the two familiar figures were no longer on the basketball court, he and Takahashi had no choice but to leave directly.

After finding a place to sit down, Futaba Cheng breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm exhausted."

Takahashi looked at Futaba Cheng: "Is it my imagination? I always feel that your physical strength has improved a lot recently."

"It's your illusion."

"Hey, let's go buy water."

"Okay." Just as Futaba Makoto and Takahashi Tetsuya stood up, two girls walked over quickly from a distance, it was Nana Asama and Yu Miyashiro.

In the morning, Nana had two more bottles of oolong tea in her hand and threw them directly towards Futaba Makoto and the others.

"I'm still wondering why you disappeared when get out of class was about to end." Futaba Cheng took the drink in his hand and said, "Thank you."

"There will be a lot of people buying drinks after class, so we went to buy them in advance." Nana said with a smile in the morning, "Thank you Nana."

Before she could finish speaking, Futaba Cheng waved to her.

"What's wrong?"

In the morning, Nana walked over with a curious look on her face, only to find that Futaba Makoto had picked up her hand - and then after looking around repeatedly, she noticed the red mark on the back of her hand: "Does it hurt?"

But in the morning, Nana withdrew her hand and said with an indifferent expression: "Of course, a little injury is totally fine for Nana."

At this time, Gong Baiyuyou stretched out his finger and gently poked the back of her hand with an expressionless expression.

"Eaaah!"

Hearing Nana's cry of pain in the morning, Futaba Cheng was helpless: "They said it's no problem, let's go to the infirmary."

"don't want."

"Stop talking nonsense and come with me!" Futaba Makoto stretched out his hand to pick up Nana Nana.

Faced with Futaba Makoto's rare tough attitude, Morning Nana suddenly became like a docile kitten and had no choice but to be led by Futaba Makoto.

Gong Baiyuyou followed the two of them.

"Should I go with you?" As Takahashi was muttering, a familiar voice came from the side, "Tetsuya, so you are here."

Turning around, Tetsuya Takahashi discovered that it was Rina Aihara: "Rina?"

Rina Aihara asked with a smile: "Why didn't you come to me after playing? I was obviously there just now to cheer you on."

"Yes, yes? Why didn't I see it?" Takahashi scratched his head.

"Really? It turns out that I am so unattractive in your eyes."

"No!" Tetsuya Takahashi suddenly became nervous. He was dancing around trying to explain something, but the next second he saw Aihara Rina laughing, "Idiot."

"Eh?"

"I don't have physical education classes." After Aihara Rina finished speaking, Takahashi reacted and breathed a sigh of relief, "Really...Aihara, please stop bullying me like this."

Aihara Rina leaned down, looked at Takahashi who was sitting with a pair of smiling eyes and asked: "Do you hate it?"

"Not that I hate it." Takahashi looked away.

Aihara smiled even more happily: "That means you like it?"

Takahashi remained silent, but his ears turned red. Finally, he covered his face and said, "Spare me."

At this time in the distance——
Chapter completed!