novelraw Chapter 031 The Little Traitor
Chapter 031 The Little Traitor
The whistle blew throughout the stadium.
Game start.
The atmosphere inside the stadium was instantly ignited.
The sharp scraping of the floor, the muffled thud of the basketball hitting the ground, and the deafening shouts from the stands blended together into a wave of heat.
The situation is not optimistic.
Although the Computer Science Department has Jiang Ci, an all-around MVP, it is still a technical department, and its physical fitness cannot compare with those sports students who lift weights every day.
Three minutes into the show.
The score was very close.
10:8.
The Department of Physical Education is currently in the lead.
Wen Ning sat in the physical education department's rest area.
This is a sea of red.
He was surrounded by substitute players wearing red jerseys and with muscular physiques.
They waved towels and shouted gruffly:
"Defense! Defense!"
"Bump him! Don't let him get inside!"
The roar made Wen Ning's eardrums go numb.
She huddled in the chair, feeling like a little white rabbit that had wandered into a pack of wolves.
What's worse, she was also wearing that red "enemy" battle robe.
"Junior, would you like some water?"
The substitute player next to him enthusiastically handed him a bottle of water.
His eyes were full of curiosity and amazement.
Wen Ning waved her hand awkwardly: "No...no need."
She secretly glanced at the field.
Jiang Ci is dribbling the ball.
He's acting very strangely today.
Or rather, it was outrageously fierce.
Although he is skilled at playing ball, he is always careless and lazy.
But today.
He was like an enraged cheetah.
"Bang!"
A muffled thud.
Jiang Ci dribbles past his opponent.
He did not pass the ball when closely marked by Zhang Ziyu (captain of the Department of Physical Education).
Instead, he forcefully pushed the other person away with his shoulder.
Head-to-head.
That's a completely reckless fighting style.
Zhang Ziyu was pushed back and staggered.
Jiang Ci took the opportunity to cut inside.
Take off.
Raise your hand.
Press your wrist down.
The basketball goes into the net.
Clean and efficient.
When he landed, he didn't even glance at the basket.
Instead, he turned his head to the side, his cold, sharp eyes sweeping directly towards the sports department's rest area.
To be precise, it was swept towards Wen Ning.
And there's that substitute player who's trying to strike up a conversation with Wen Ning.
His eyes were like knives.
It scratched my face until it hurt.
The substitute player shivered inexplicably and silently withdrew his hand from the water.
Wen Ning lowered her head, pretending to look at her toes.
My heart is wailing:
Hey bro, just focus on your game, don't look at me!
The way you're looking at me makes it look like you're about to pounce on me and eat me alive!
……
The competition has reached a fever pitch.
Jiang Ci's condition is becoming increasingly impressive.
He seems to have inexhaustible energy.
Steals, blocks, fast breaks.
The white jersey was soaked with sweat, clinging tightly to his back and outlining his smooth, firm muscle lines.
All the girls in the room were screaming his name.
"Jiang Ci! Jiang Ci!"
The outcry grew louder and louder.
There are ten seconds left in the first half.
The score is now tied.
24:24.
Jiang Ci had possession of the ball.
The physical education department is in a panic.
Zhang Ziyu shouted, "Flank him! Two people go and defend him!"
Two tall, strong physical education students pounced on him instantly.
They blocked all of Jiang Ci's attack routes, one on the left and one on the right, like two walls.
Only five seconds remain.
4, 3...
Everyone held their breath.
If this ball goes in, it's a game-winning goal; if it doesn't, it's a draw.
Wen Ning couldn't help but raise her head as well.
Her hands gripped the hem of her skirt (the bottom of her jersey) tightly.
tension.
I was even more nervous than when I was taking the exam myself.
Jiang Ci remained calm.
He suddenly made a feint to break through to the left while sandwiched between the two men.
It fooled the defender's center of gravity.
Followed by.
Extremely fast pullback.
Step back.
They retreated directly to beyond the three-point line.
Take off.
The body stretched out in the air like a perfect bow.
A slight flick of the wrist.
The basketball flew out of his hand, tracing a high, beautiful orange arc through the air.
All eyes were on that ball.
Time seemed to stand still.
"brush--"
That was the most pleasant sound.
Hollow-core netting.
The net churned up white waves.
The ball goes in and the whistle blows.
Three points are valid!
27:24!
The Computer Science department has overtaken them!
"Aaaaaaah!!!"
The entire venue erupted in cheers.
The pent-up passion erupted instantly, and the girls in the stands jumped up excitedly.
Wen Ning's brain buzzed.
It's short-circuited.
The instant I saw the ball go into the net.
She forgot the system's task.
He forgot he was wearing a red jersey.
They forgot they were in "enemy territory".
That instinctive joy and pride broke through the dam of reason.
"So handsome!!!"
Wen Ning suddenly jumped up from the chair.
She was still holding the red cheerleading pom-pom that Zhang Ziyu had given her.
She raised her hands high and waved the two red ribbons vigorously.
Her originally soft voice now became clear and resonant, piercing through the sighs of the group of rough men around her:
"Jiang Ci, go for it!!"
"So cool!!"
"We won! We won!!"
air.
Suddenly it was quiet.
Everyone in the Physical Education Department's rest area.
This includes Zhang Ziyu, who had just come off the field, the coach next to him, and the dejected substitutes.
They all turned their heads in unison.
They watched in shock as this "traitor" celebrated wildly for the enemy within his own camp.
Zhang Ziyu wiped his sweat, looking resentful:
"Junior..."
"Aren't you... going a bit too far?"
"You're wearing our clothes, holding our flower ball, and cheering for the other side?"
Wen Ning's smile froze on her face.
The hand waving the pom-pom awkwardly froze in mid-air.
She lowered her head.
He glanced at his conspicuous red jersey.
He glanced around at the pairs of eyes that seemed to be staring at him as if he were a "traitor."
【drop--】
The system's voice carried a hint of schadenfreude.
[Host, please be mindful of your position.]
You are now on the red team.
Wen Ning: "..."
It’s over.
He got carried away with his success.
She silently withdrew her hand and hid the flower ball behind her back.
Slowly, little by little, I shrank back into the chair.
Trying to shrink oneself into an invisible person.
"Um...I'm the one...I was totally captivated by his handsomeness..."
She offered a weak explanation.
……
In the center of the stadium.
Jiang Ci did not celebrate after scoring the goal.
He stood with one hand on his hip, his chest heaving violently, and sweat dripping from his chin.
He was walking backwards.
Ready to rest.
Passing the center line.
I happened to pass by the physical education department's rest area.
He heard it.
Amidst the widespread sighs of despair, that crisp "So handsome!" stood out all the more clearly.
It was like a feather gently brushing against his eardrum.
Jiang Ci stopped in his tracks.
Turn your head to the side.
My gaze passed over the GG sign and landed on the girl who was huddled in the chair pretending to be an ostrich.
She was wearing that red jersey.
The wide neckline tilted to one side, revealing half of her rounded shoulder.
Her face was flushed, her eyes were darting around, and she didn't dare to look at anyone.
Jiang Ci looked at her.
The nerves that were tense from the strenuous exercise suddenly relaxed.
The cold, murderous aura in his eyes dissipated.
Instead, a playful, even slightly roguish smile appeared on his face.
He didn't speak.
In front of thousands of people.
In front of all the opponents.
He raised his hand.
She touched her lips with her fingertip.
Then, he silently mouthed something in Wen Ning's direction.
The movements are very slow.
very clear.
Wen Ning understood.
He was saying:
traitor.
Those two words.
It carries three parts criticism and seven parts indulgence.
There's also a dangerous warning: "Just wait and see how I deal with you later."
Wen Ning's heart skipped a beat.
Her face turned even redder.
The surrounding physical education team members: "..."
This ball is unplayable.
Not only did they lose the score, but they were also forced to witness a public display of affection.
This is a double blow to single people.
Zhang Ziyu threw the towel on the ground, filled with grief and indignation.
"Coach! I want to report this!"
"The enemy is using a honey trap! To demoralize our troops!"