C15 Basketball Games

"This was just something I casually said, don't take it seriously." Mo Chen was a little embarrassed. He didn't expect that he would still be here.

"But I will remember. What if you like me, elder sister? How about I accompany you tonight? Just treat it as repaying your saving grace," Zeng Yan teased.

Mo Chen didn't think that this was a good thing. After all, not many women could understand a woman's heart.

"Then, young mistress Yan, it's getting late. If there's nothing else, you should rest early," Mo Chen said as he scratched his head. He really didn't know what to do in front of this kind of woman.

Zeng Yan nodded. She knew that if she continued teasing him, she would really go too far. "Oh yeah, give me your phone," she said.

Mo Chen nodded and gave his phone to Zeng Yan.

Zeng Yan took out her Mo Chen phone and made a call. Then, Zeng Yan's phone rang.

"This is my number, stay for a while. If you need anything in the future, you can call me. Also, this is my key to my house. If you have nothing else to do, come over to my sister's and chat with her," Zeng Yan took out a phone.

Hearing this, Mo Chen nodded his head. It seemed that Zeng Yan trusted him quite a bit. However, from the looks of it, Zeng Yan was going to stay here for the rest of her life.

"Then, elder sister Yan, go to sleep early. I'll head back first," Mo Chen said.

Zeng Yan nodded and revealed a smile. She thought that Mo Chen was a pretty good person, but she didn't know much about his background.

After returning to his own garage, Mo Chen calmed down and fell asleep without a second thought.

The next morning, the trash can was surrounded by people, all of them talking.

"These two guys actually had such a day. They really did get their retribution for evil."

"This is too much. I've long seen him in a bad mood."

That person even kicked the two of them after he finished speaking. After the first person made his move, everyone took revenge and started punching and kicking without any restraint.

When Mo Chen saw this, he felt helpless. After chatting with Zeng Yan for a while, Mo Chen left for school.

After arriving at the classroom, he saw that Li Xiaodong and Zhang Liang were definitely thinking of ways to deal with him, but it didn't matter.

"Students, the school's basketball game is coming up in two days. Those who want to participate, please register at the class monitor's side. You have to fight for the honor of the class," the teacher on the podium said.

The moment those words were said, the boys sitting below the stage felt their blood boil. They all ran over to the class monitor to register.

"Hey, why are you here? Isn't participating in the class embarrassing with your skills?"

"Damn, why can't I participate? Do you think your skills are that great?"

"All of you, stop arguing. Isn't this supposed to be filtered out? In my opinion, you will be screened out sooner or later, so it's best if you don't waste your energy."

The crowd broke out into a flurry of discussion as they each said their own things.

"Mo Chen, are you not participating?" Han City walked over and asked.

"No need, I'm not interested in this kind of thing. Because I'm wasting time, I'm only interested in money," Mo Chen said simply.

"It's very normal for a prince to love money. How about I bring him to steal a tomb later? Do you dare to go?" Han Cheng whispered.

Hearing this, Mo Chen was a little interested. If he were to steal a tomb, then he would be able to make a killing after encountering valuable treasures. Naturally, he would be a little tempted.

"We'll talk about it when the time comes," Mo Chen said softly.

In the afternoon, the students of the two classes went to the sports field. Of course, this attracted quite a few people. After all, there were three beauties overseeing the field.

Since the basketball game was going to start in a few days, the two classes were going to hold a friendly match in order to retain the elite. They were going to reserve the best players to represent the class.

Mo Chen wanted to stay in the classroom and read the books, but he didn't want to stay after everyone had left. Moreover, he had read all the books in the past few days and memorized them bit by bit.

There were only girls in the basketball court while the men were all looking at the school belle. After all, this was a rare opportunity and everyone wanted to seize it.

However, Class Two was currently ahead of his own class. After all, Class Two had Song Xiang as their leader, and this guy was very strong. Basically, as long as the ball was in his hands, he would be able to advance steadily, and most of them would be in the three-point range.

'Since Class One already has this kind of strength, why not withdraw from the competition earlier? Going to the competition is also embarrassing for the class. It's better to not participate. "

"That's right. This basketball game has never won against our class, so I don't think we need to compete anymore. What a waste of time."

The students of Class One were all furious, but none of them dared to make a move.

"Qin Hong, it seems like without Li Xiaodong, there's nothing good about your class. No wonder class one has never been famous," Third Class Zhao Xiaomei mocked.

Zhao Xiaomei could be considered a great beauty, but Qin Hong snatched the position of number three school beauty from her heart. She naturally felt very uncomfortable, so she took advantage of this opportunity to embarrass Qin Hong.

"Interesting, what if we win this basketball game?" Qin Hong didn't care at all about dealing with such a shameless woman.

Qin Hong wasn't too concerned about Zhao Xiaomei secretly hating her. After all, she wasn't on the same level as Zhao Xiaomei, who liked to rely on her own body to gain fame. However, today, she really didn't know how high the sky and how deep the earth was.

"Interesting. With your class one's strength, let alone class two, even if it's our class three, you won't be able to win." Zhao Xiaomei hoped that Qin Hong would be able to compete with her.

"Then how about we make a bet? If your class loses, then kneel down and apologize to me," Qin Hong disdainfully said.

When these words were spoken, the crowd went into an uproar. After all, this was a battle between women, and the other classes all chose to watch the flames from the other side.

"Alright, but if you lose, you have to kneel down and apologize to me." Zhao Xiaomei was completely confident that she wouldn't dare oppose Qin Hong. She believed that she had experienced the strength of the basketball team captain last night, otherwise, she wouldn't dare to agree to this gamble.

When everyone heard this, they nodded their heads, indicating that there would be a good show to watch. As for Class 2's Song Shitong, he was watching the commotion with interest. From his point of view, Class 1 could not win against Class 3, so he was more optimistic about Class 3.

As for Yu Mejia and Zhang Ziteng, they were silent as well. Even though they were the school beauties, they had nothing to do with each other. Thus, it was better to just watch the show.

"Alright, it's a deal then. The competition starts in ten minutes," Qin Hong agreed.

The staff of Class One on the field were dejected. After all, Class Three was very strong and was simply not their match. However, if they lost, they would simply be unable to lift up their heads in the school.

"If you feel like you can't beat the students of Class 3, then go to the side. It won't implicate you," Qin Hong said as she walked over.

Just as Qin Hong finished her sentence, more than half of them left. After all, this had nothing to do with them. They did not want to be involved in the matter between Qin Hong and Zhao Xiaomei.

At this moment, Qin Hong turned her gaze towards Mo Chen. Mo Chen shook his head. He only wanted to be a child unchallenged by the world. These matters had nothing to do with him.

"How about I transfer fifty thousand to you tonight if you're done with your fight?" Qin Hong said softly as she walked to Mo Chen's side.

After all, although the remaining people wanted to participate in the competition, their strength was still insufficient. However, Qin Hong still had a lot of confidence in Mo Chen. Otherwise, she wouldn't have dared to bet with Zhao Xiaomei.

"Then it's decided. It's my duty to serve a beauty. I guarantee that I won't disappoint you," Mo Chen said confidently.

Qin Hong looked at him and sneered. She thought to herself that it was not because of Qin Qian.

Even though Mo Chen was going for money, it was a great honor. After all, that man wasn't going to work for money to support his family. Thus, Mo Chen had to work hard for his future life.

The match began ten minutes later. Mo Chen was quite familiar with the rules of the game, so he could deal with them easily.

However, the audience at the scene all went to support Class 3. After all, Class 3 was the winner of all the basketball competitions.

"It's easy to win. Just give me all the balls later. After all, you guys are no match for Class 3," Mo Chen instructed simply.

Initially, the few of them did not believe Mo Chen, but because of what Mo Chen said, they had no way to win the match.

After receiving the ball, Mo Chen stood on the spot and threw it in. The person in front of them did not have any defenses up, and while they were still shocked about what had just happened, Mo Chen got three points.

After seeing this, a few teammates' confidence increased greatly and the rest of the ball was handed over to Mo Chen. The audience was also astonished, but what they cared about was an even more exciting match, while the players of Class 3 felt that what happened just now was just an illusion.

As long as he received the ball, he would directly throw it in. Furthermore, if he stole the ball, no one's speed could match Mo Chen's, so undoubtedly Class 1's results were far ahead of his, and the audience was cheering as well. However, Zhao Xiaomei did not expect Qin Hong to leave such a hand for her, and the disgust on her face increased by a lot. However, no one noticed that Mo Chen's eyes were still on Mo Chen.

The competition soon ended, and since competing was just asking for humiliation, the students of class three returned to their classrooms dejectedly.

"Interesting … It seems like class one truly has a plethora of talented people," Song Xiaodong revealed a coy smile.

"Zhao Xiaomei, I don't expect you to apologize to me for your body. In the future, if you see me, then get the hell away from me and don't affect my mood." Qin Hong looked at her disdainfully.

"Qin Hong, just you wait. There will be a day when I'll show you who's boss." Zhao Xiaomei turned around with the intention to leave, but her foot slipped and she fell onto the ground, attracting everyone's ridicule. Of course, what Mo Chen did was Mo Chen's masterpiece.

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