Chapter 782: The Shepherd's First Love (Campus) (29)

out beauty or ugliness, life was more important."...I still have a bottle of Yunnan Baiyao powder." The monkey contributed his private stash.Qiao Bao'er sat down on the dusty floor of the cave with a...Senior high school students are under a lot of pressure. The school encourages them to participate in more physical activities to improve their physical fitness. 。In a class like this, with all the top students, you could say they're all bright people. But if you want to be blunt, most of them are cowards, pushovers, and physically weak. 。Every year when the sports meet comes around, their homeroom teachers are all at their wits' end, they can't pick out even a few who are any good. 。

"Joe Bao'er" 。Every time there is a sporting competition, I always get called out. 。

It had almost become a habit for the class monitor of this excellent class, this Qiao Bao'er sometimes really worked. 。

Qiao Bao'er suddenly looked up from the floor and reminded in a buzzing voice, "Teacher, this time it's the school basketball game >>> 。What does men's basketball have to do with her 。Every time they force her to go as a soldier, this time maybe she has to disguise herself as a man 。 Qiao Baoer silently scanned the faces of the high-achieving students in the class, her expression darkening. Their class had reached such a state of resource scarcity... 。Last night at the library, their class monitor Yan Yi had a seizure and confessed his love to her. He's quite well-off, but Qiao Baoer doesn't like these soft boys. She was brought up with the saying, in her words, "A man who can't go to war isn't a real man," from her general grandfather. These top students are all fair and clean-cut, unable to lift anything or carry anything. She just doesn't find them appealing. 。The head teacher stood at the podium, also quite helpless. Looking at Qiao Bao'er's bright eyes, he sighed and said, "Qiao Bao'er, you will be the captain of our class cheerleading squad >>> 。 Sima An actually volunteered to participate. He was very happy that he played basketball pretty well. 。

"Little brother, I advise you not to go. The battlefield is dangerous." 。 Sima An's soft and cute image has captured the hearts of many, and it's rumored that he is also related to the principal. Many girls in his class kindly remind him not to go 。Sima An just smiled. 。"You're pretty good at basketball, aren't you" Qiao Baoer also turned to him and asked. 。Sima An immediately replied, "Not bad." 。 。

Qiao Bao'er seemed very dissatisfied with his answer, sighed, and returned to her seat. 。"Senior sister, I will work hard." 。Sima An suddenly worked up the courage to assure her. 。Several other boys in our class were instantly fired up with enthusiasm. " Qiao Ba'er, remember to cheer us on! We envy those from the other classes... Let them see what it means to be both intelligent and brave!" "Qiao Ba'er, you're truly inspiring!" 。She gave Fang Mei an admiring glance. 。

Qiao Baoer had a blank expression. She actually wanted to persuade them to forfeit the competition. 。They were all fired up, but to Qiao Bao'er, it seemed a bit foolish. She muttered under her breath, "Aren't they just going up there to get beaten one-sidedly What's so exciting about that" 。The most important thing is that she didn't want to be the fool cheerleading captain under the scorching sun. She would rather run away to the library or back to her dorm to lie down. 。Zhu Xiaowei, who was standing nearby, couldn't help but laugh when she heard this. 。At least the team sent out by their own class was there, and almost everyone from the afternoon shift showed up to watch. They just happened to draw a match against Song Mengmeng's class. Song Mengmeng's 25th class, known as a gathering place for notorious bad boys and girls, was infamous. 。These unstudious poor students are physically very well-developed, each one tall and strong. Especially the one at the front, who looks about 1.9 meters tall, like a professional basketball player. He has his right index finger supporting a basketball, which he keeps spinning. 。"Today is the first day of the league, we'll try our best to go easy on you..." The boys from Class 25 stepped forward, looking fierce. 。"Don't worry, we won't let you lose too badly, so you won't be eliminated in the first round. Otherwise, there wouldn't be a chance to bully you again hahaha" 。These guys are extremely arrogant. 。Song Mengmeng's class 25 has always looked down on class one. They think that being good at studying is something to brag about. Dare they participate in this competition This is a chance to get back at them! 。Both sides were clearly enthusiastic, even the cheerleading squad from Class 25 was putting in a lot of effort, their shouts shook the heavens. Qiao Bao'er sighed, hoping the game would end soon. 。

The game started, and the opponent directly jumped for a dunk after just one minute, looking very cool. 。

The morale of Class 25 is sky-high. 。

Fang Mei cheered for her class, "Don't give up, it's just the beginning!" 。Jo Bao'er couldn't bring herself to speak. How unlucky could she be She had drawn the toughest opponent possible. 。On the opposite side, Song Mengmeng from their team was smiling widely and waving her hands high in the air, winking at them with a look of arrogance. 。The court is like a battlefield, where everyone relies on their own skills. 。

There was a big difference in skill, and Qiao Baier felt that winning or losing didn't really matter, anyway there wasn't much of a prize. 。Song Mengmeng's class finally had a chance to show off, and they directly threatened that they wouldn't let any of the top students from Class One score a goal, making them eat a big goose egg. 。"Come on, freshman!" "Simian An, you're so handsome!" Things took a turn. 。In the first 15 minutes of the first half, while being constantly pressured, Sima An suddenly made a three-pointer. The shot was beautiful, going straight through the net. 。Even the enemy's personnel were surprised and stopped, and soon Fang Mei raised her eyebrows and yelled with vigor. 。。At halftime, the score was tied at 24. 。All of their team's points came from Sima An's three-pointers, instantly making him their savior. At halftime, everyone rushed forward to offer water and towels, checking on him with concern. 。" Sima An, your three-point shooting is amazing, you're so skilled! " 。 Sima An's short hair was soaked with sweat, and his upper body was also wet for the most part. He was fighting very hard. Alone, he couldn't get close to the opponent's defense line at all, so he could only shoot three-pointers from behind. Unfortunately, he had no strong soldiers under his command, just like leading a bunch of burdens. It was really tiring. 。Little brother, the reputation of our class depends on you. 。“The guy patted him on the shoulder, teasingly.” 。 Sima An picked up a bottle of mineral water and gulped it down, deliberately searching for Qiao Baier's figure in the crowd that surrounded him. Qiao Baier didn't come over, but they gazed at each other from afar. Qiao Baier was also surprised by his bravery and gave him a thumbs-up gesture of praise with a smile. 。 Sima An was very pleased, feeling that he was full of energy again. 。Three years ago, he made up his mind to lose weight and be strict with himself. His dad thought he liked sports, so he found a professional athlete to teach him how to play basketball. 。 Sima Anxin floated with a sense of satisfaction, feeling that he would soon win over this formidable senior sister. 。

As it turned out, things didn't go as planned. In the second half, Sima An couldn't even get a touch of the ball, surrounded by four big and strong players from the opposing team. 。No one could clearly see what happened. Sima An's right leg was kicked, and he fell to the ground holding his injured leg, with a pained expression on his face. 。The teacher-referee immediately blew the whistle to stop the game, and ran over to check on the injured player. It seemed like the injury was quite serious. 。Go to the infirmary and call for a doctor right away. 。" Sima An is the principal's nephew, and this teacher is worried about being blamed. " 。The two classes had a longstanding feud, and now it finally boiled over. 。The top student from Class One, who was usually well-mannered and composed, now furiously yelled, “You bunch of idiots! You don’t even know how to study, your heads are filled with crap, you only know how to do such vile things. When you get out into society, you’ll all be scum! A menace!” “You mother**er, looking for death!” 。Class 25's fists came charging right at us. 。At the beginning, two boys were fighting each other and accidentally hit someone next to them. Then it escalated into a brawl. 。The scene was extremely chaotic. 。Other teachers on the basketball court saw this and quickly ran over to drive them away. 。 Sima An was already injured and couldn't walk. Someone took advantage of the chaos to kick his wounded leg again. Everyone was wearing school uniforms, so they couldn't tell who was who. All Sima An could do was grimace in pain, his face turning pale. 。Even the teacher acting as a referee on the side seemed startled, completely at a loss. 。"I'll help you up, can you stand"A voice spoke beside his ear. The girls had already been scared away, but Qiao Bao'er ran towards him instead. 。 Sima An did not know whether the pain from his leg injury was too severe or if he had not reacted in time. He just stared at her blankly. 。 Qiao Bao'er felt like she might not have the strength to walk, "Then I'll carry you" 。She knelt directly in front of him, urging, “Hurry up!”

Although Sima An was thin, he was after all a boy, and he was pretty heavy. 。 Qiao Baoer carried him, panting a little, out of the chaotic crowd. 。

Qiao Bao'er gritted her teeth and carried him to the soccer field. The doctor from the infirmary in front also rushed over, and then put him on the grass. 。 I want my money back!" She had already worked for him for free, was there any reason for her to paySima An, hearing her tone, couldn't help but smile even wider.The hospital was overcrowded. Qiao Bao...