Linfengchun - Kapitel 81
Chang Sheng withdrew his gaze and muttered to himself, "Looking for death."
Xia Lin, clinging to his shoulder and standing on tiptoe, peered into the arena. Not having heard clearly, he turned back and asked, "What did you say, bro?"
Changsheng shook his head, indicating that he was fine.
A dwarf? Whose dwarf is so cute? Big eyes, fair face, red lips pouting in dissatisfaction, short hair to his ears, and a neat and energetic look. The more Changsheng looked at his child, the more he thought his own child was the best-looking. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that the kid deserved a beating. He was angrily ready to pick another fight, but the other child didn't even look at him. He could only curse, "You're getting off easy."
At the referee's whistle, the girls scrambled for the ball and ran around, while the crowd of onlookers got excited and shouted, laughed, watched the live broadcast, and gave instructions all at once, creating a lively scene.
Dunking, positioning, defense, help defense—none of that matters when it comes to girls. Winning the ball is all about getting it. No one's defending, no one's attacking; everyone just rushes to grab the ball. Once they get it, they run back as fast as they can, standing under the basket, craning their necks to shoot. If they don't score the first time, they shoot twice.
The referee initially blew his whistle to indicate that someone had violated the rules by traveling, but eventually he simply ignored it, holding the spoon in his mouth and refusing to blow the whistle, standing on the sidelines with a smile and his hands clasped in his pocket as he watched the girls' chaotic brawl.
To prevent the opponent from taking the ball, the player who got it held onto it tightly, crouched down, and looked around for teammates; some ran while holding the ball; some even grabbed the enemy's hair to grab the ball; these sights amazed and impressed the boys.
Qiu Shanglin's role on the team was more about disrupting things. She neither stole the ball nor shot, but simply followed her teammates around. Occasionally, when a teammate managed to get the ball, she would rush in to act as a human wall to prevent the opposing team from stealing it. In the heat of the moment, she would inevitably scratch or grab at things. Her hair was messy and her hands were cut, but the girls, blinded by passion, didn't care about any of that. All they knew was that the ball had to stay on their side, and they absolutely couldn't let the other team take it away.
Those watching from the sidelines pounded their chests, stomped their feet, and burst into laughter. Xia Lin chuckled as she watched, thinking, "The school really should organize more girls' ball games; it's good for their physical and mental health!"
My sister, who usually pays great attention to her image, didn't care about anything today. Even when someone grabbed her hair, she clung to the ball tightly, screaming and scratching at the person... She even kicked the other person, hahaha... The girl who got kicked was also quite fierce. She tried to snatch the ball from Ye Ruru's arms, letting Ye Ruru kick her shin hard, but she just wouldn't let go with a straight face until Ye Ruru used her shoulder to lift her up and make her stumble. Only then did Ye Ruru glare at Ye Ruru hatefully, and then, ignoring the pain, she ran to chase after the ball again.
Qiu Shanglin felt like his chest was about to burst; he hadn't been this tired even after running a thousand meters. He cursed the PE teacher in his heart but still had to struggle desperately. If he fell behind, he would get a scolding from Ye Ruru. He wiped his sweat, resignedly struggled forward to grab the ball.
Silently chanting in my heart, "Collective honor, collective honor, everything for collective honor—tomorrow I'll buy ten basketballs and give one to everyone to play with!"
She finally managed to struggle until halftime, then plopped down on a bench, panting heavily. Li Changsheng handed her some warm water he had prepared beforehand. Qiu Xialin broke open a piece of chocolate and put it in her mouth, while Changsheng took a large towel and dried her wet hair. The PE teacher strolled over, saw her, and laughed, "Enjoying yourself, huh?"
He completely forgot about respecting his teachers and the importance of morality, and pleaded with a bitter face: "Please change the person, please change the person, I'll die on the playground if we keep playing like this."
Having thoroughly enjoyed the spectacle, and finding her truly inappropriate, the short woman finally relented and replaced her with Chen Zhaodi.
The competition on the field remained fierce, but that was no longer her concern. Xia Lin squatted down beside her, gesturing and vividly imitating her fierce demeanor from earlier. Shang Lin covered her mouth and giggled, looking up at Chang Sheng and complaining, "My arm is about to break."
Changsheng stood behind her silently, massaging her arm and arm. Xia Lin joined in, massaging her arm as well. Shang Lin closed his eyes. It was definitely worth the effort to raise her...
Liang Meihua appeared out of nowhere and sneered, "Indecent and immoral!"
Changsheng ignored her, Xia Lin made a face, and Shang Lin, having nothing better to do, opened her eyes and retorted, "How am I being immoral?"
Mei Hua pouted: "With so many people watching you, you still started touching and groping each other. Aren't you ashamed?"
Quite a few people have already taken notice of them.
She dismissed it: "I've raised them both like sons since they were little... Ouch, that hurts!" She turned her head and glared angrily at Li Changsheng.
As Changsheng listened to her talk about her son, he squeezed hard, causing Shanglin to cry out in pain. Ignoring her angry glare, he softened his grip and gently massaged her muscles. She hadn't moved around much in a long time, and without a massage, she was prone to muscle strain.
She and Mei Hua were chatting and laughing when suddenly the crowd erupted in astonishment.
On the field, Ye Ruru seemed to want to pass the ball, but accidentally hit Chen Zhaodi with a fast and hard hit, and Chen Zhaodi gasped in pain.
Ye Ruru seemed not to see it and turned away.
The two women watched as Zhao Di wiped her face; the distance was too great to tell if it was sweat or tears. Mei Hua frowned; Ye Ruru was doing this on purpose!
Even without her reminder, Shanglin could see that she had deliberately used the opportunity of passing the ball to hit Chen Zhaodi.
Zhang Ran and she worked together, hitting Zhao Di accurately every time. The spectators noticed and quickly fell silent. The PE teacher, tired of watching half the game, handed over the refereeing authority to Ouyang Linhao, who naturally favored Ye Ruru and pretended not to see anything.
Shanglin refused Changsheng's service, stood up, and looked around the room with a gloomy face. Meihua angrily added things she didn't know in her ear, and Shanglin became angrier the more she listened, a storm brewing in her eyes.
Changsheng didn't want her to clash with Ye Ruru, so he stopped Liang Meihua. Shanglin gave him a cold look but didn't say anything.
Class 9 called a timeout, and Chen Zhaodi returned crying. Ye Ruru tilted her head back to drink water, while Zhang Ran fanned the flames: "If you can't do it, don't go on the court. Standing there like an idiot blocking the pass... your lack of agility makes it seem like we're bullying you... people will think we're so mean, so scheming at such a young age..."
A few words drifted on the wind. Zhao Di buried her head, her voice growing increasingly choked with sobs. Liang Meihua, indignant, took a step forward, ready to start a fight, but Zhang Ran glared at her defiantly.
Several girls who were close to Liang Meihua held her tightly, preventing her from speaking.
People who are usually on good terms with each other are all pretending to be busy and no one is saying a word to them.
Changsheng whispered a reminder to Shanglin, telling her not to act impulsively, and that he would talk to Ouyang Linhao.
Shang Lin lowered his head and sneered, "Impulsive? I'm never impulsive."
The opening whistle blew again, and the crowd was surprised to find that the 'dwarf' was back on stage.
This time, it was Ye Ruru who got hit.
After being hit three times in a row, Ye Ruru could no longer hold back. She dropped the ball and walked straight to Qiu Shanglin, standing in front of her and glaring angrily: "Qiu Shanglin, what do you mean?"
She remained calm and asked in return, "What do you mean?"
"What do you mean by hitting me with a ball?" Ye Ruru trembled with anger. How much could it hurt from being hit? She just couldn't bear being humiliated in front of everyone.
Shanglin asked in surprise, "Did I hit you? Oh, I'm sorry, I accidentally hit you. Who told you to stand there and not move?"
Ye Ruru gritted her teeth: "You!" Remembering Ouyang Linhao's warning, she didn't want to clash with her. Just then, the brainless Zhang Ran also angrily retorted: "Mind your own business! Who is Chen Zhaodi to you? Why are you protecting her like this!"
If the timing weren't so bad, she would have loved to burst out laughing.
Ye Ruru at least has some cunning, but Zhang Ran is truly brainless.
She looked even more surprised: "You deliberately hit Zhao Di just now? But I didn't do it on purpose." Her expression was innocent.
Ye Ruru could no longer bear it and reached out to shove her, cursing, "I'll f*** you..."
Shang Lin neither dodged nor avoided Ye Ruru's push, causing her to stumble. With lightning speed, she grabbed Ye Ruru's hair, forcing her to let go, lower her head, and cry out in pain.
Ye Ruru, not to be outdone, reached out and pulled at her hair, but Shang Lin dodged by tilting her head.
Seeing that things were going badly, Zhang Ran tried to help, but Shang Lin kicked him hard, right in the shinbone. Zhang Ran clutched his leg and spun around in pain.
The incident happened in an instant, and the audience outside the arena were stunned.
What does this mean? Is there infighting among teammates?
Ouyang Linhao whistled and ran over shouting, trying to separate the two. Hearing Ye Ruru scream, he panicked and grabbed Qiu Shanglin's arm hard. Shanglin cried out in pain and had no choice but to let go. He took a step back and bumped into Ji Yunwen's arms. As he looked up, a dark glint flashed in Ji Yunwen's eyes.
Ye Ruru struggled incessantly in Ouyang Linhao's arms, screaming, cursing, stretching her arms and kicking her legs, becoming more and more energetic.
At this moment, Changsheng and Qiu Xialin also arrived. Xialin took Shanglin from Ji Yunwen's arms, and without saying a word, rolled up his sleeve. There was a circle of bruises on his fair arm, which was what Ouyang Linhao had just done.
Ye Ruru cursed him one sentence at a time, and Qiu Shanglin retorted one sentence at a time.
I'll f*** you!
"You son of a bitch!"
"You XXXXXXXXX"
"You are XXXXXXXX!"
Ye Ruru's hair was disheveled, making her look like a female ghost. Qiu Shanglin was protected by Changsheng and his younger brother on either side, looking calm and composed. It was clear who was superior and who was inferior.
"I'm sending my regards to your family register." The crowd, who had already gathered, could no longer contain themselves upon hearing this and burst into laughter.
Ye Ruru was furious and struggled to beat up Shang Lin.
Ouyang Linhao handed her over to Ji Yunwen, then pulled Changsheng aside to negotiate, attempting to resolve the issue.
He frowned: "Chang Sheng, look at the mess this has made..."
Li Changsheng remained indifferent, neither speaking nor refuting, simply looking at him calmly, leaving Ouyang Linhao speechless.
Ji Yunwen accidentally failed to hold back Ye Ruru, who was acting like a mad dog. She took the opportunity to swing her fists forward, but Qiu Xialin grabbed her arm tightly, and Ji Yunwen pulled her from behind, so she couldn't move for a moment.