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Teacher Qiu expressed high recognition and praise for our performance this time, stating that our Team's strength is a level higher than that of the previous year's participants in the City High League. We are already prepared to compete for the city championship in the City High League! In the blink of an eye, a week has passed, and we rushed to the city Sports Bureau for the draw. We saw Chu Yuetao, and to our surprise, City No. 2 High School advanced to the main competition with a perfect record in the preliminary rounds of the City High League for the first time in years. Now we have to wait for the draw again. The draw we got should be considered quite favorable; we are grouped with Shinan High School, Wu Jieyun High School, and Thirteen Middle School.
Teacher Qiu, Wu Jieyun High School, and Shinan High School stumbled into the main competition of the City High League, so their overall strength should be considerably weaker than ours. Thirteen Middle School is this year's Rookie Team, having entered the top sixteen through the preliminary rounds, so we should have no problem advancing from our group. Our opening match will be away against Shinan High School. For two consecutive years, we've been placed in the same group as Shinan High School, and this time we might have to play the role of a cold-blooded killer again.
After returning home, I lay on my bed not wanting to move. I opened my phone and logged onto QQ, and suddenly six messages popped up, all from Ya. I quickly set my status to invisible; perhaps avoiding was truly the way to go. Ya, I'm sorry for you. The next day at school, while I was walking through an alley with A Fei, we saw a girl squatting in the alley crying with a wound on her forehead. My heart of compassion surged again; who told me I had a heart like a bodhisattva?
"What's wrong, classmate?" I walked over and asked her. "I... I was hit by my dad, boohoo." The girl cried, gasping for breath. "Huh?? Domestic violence??" I was taken aback; I was really shocked. How could there still be such parents? The girl sobbed: "My dad hits me after drinking and even kicked me out." A Fei walked over and asked her, "Classmate, where do you live?" "It's nothing!" The girl stood up and ran away. A Fei and I scratched our heads in confusion; this girl was really interesting, but... she was indeed quite pitiful.
The day of the opening match arrived, and our new season's journey in the City High League began again as we traveled far to play against Shinan High School. They are our old friends. Upon arriving at Shinan High School, we went to the gym with ease. When we got there, Shinan High School was warming up. Teacher Qiu even kindly greeted their coach. We also started warming up after putting down our gear; not much had changed at Shinan High School compared to last year; all the players were familiar faces. With a whistle from the referee, the game began. I jumped for the tip-off against their Shooting Guard, but they managed to get it! Damn! The opposing team organized an attack; their Point Guard ran to the right wing and drove straight to the basket for a layup but was met with a huge block from Li Kanglin. The ball flew into Tu Lei's hands, who sprinted downcourt for a dunk—this combination of two first-year rookies was incredibly smooth.
The opposing team inbounded again; after they passed it out, their Point Guard passed it to their Shooting Guard. I rushed over and intercepted it, sending a long pass to A Fei, who easily scored in the basket. This duo of mine and A Fei perfectly replicated that golden combination. In the first quarter, our shooting percentage was extremely high, ultimately leading with a score of 0** against Shinan High School. As we entered the Second Quarter, there was no sign of improvement from them; they kept making mistakes while we took advantage of it and completely widened our lead. By halftime, the score was an outrageous 580, with us leading by nearly thirty points.
In the Locker Room, everyone relaxedly discussed tactics. It was clear from this game that we had grown significantly compared to last season. Last year we had just completed the "High School Miracle" at the National Streetball Championship. It seems that achieving another "Yulin" myth in this year's City High League is not impossible! The second half turned into garbage time; Zhongqi Senior, Bing Ge, Zhang Jun, and I along with A Fei were all substituted out one after another, leaving only rookies on court practicing hard while Ouyang led his younger teammates into battle. In the end, we crushed Shinan High School with a score of 10979, securing victory in our opening match. In our next game, we'll return home to face off against Wu Jieyun High School.
After the game ended, we walked out of Shinan High School with smiles on our faces; this exhilarating victory boosted our morale to its peak. Upon returning to school and entering the classroom, I clapped my hands vigorously: "Comrades, we're back with good news!" Shuai Dong rushed over first to respond while Pang Hao pulled him back from behind: "Bro, calm down! A Fei has played half a game already; let them catch their breath first." But Shuai Dong wasn't having it: "I just want to help them sit down and rest!" "Oh please! Look at you; you look like you want to eat us alive! How can you say you're here to help?" I joked as I sat down at my seat.
Xia Ying: "This match must have been pretty easy for you guys?" "How did you know?" I was genuinely impressed by how perceptive girls can be. Xia Ying: "Hmph! You walked in without saying you're tired and are in such a good mood—that's clearly a sign of an easy victory!"
"Wow! Sister Ying, I'm really starting to admire you! You're my idol; love you!" I exaggeratedly said to her. "Go away! Don't gross me out! Hurry up and prepare your lessons; there's an exam this afternoon." "What?! An exam?!!" My previously great mood was instantly dampened by that single word "exam." I wasn't ready yet! Sure enough, there was an exam in the afternoon. When I saw the questions, my head felt heavy. But luckily I had my secret weapon—Xia Ying would let me copy her answers—so scoring above eighty shouldn't be a problem!
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