My teacher is as beautiful as a demon. (154)

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Volume 1 Living with the Beautiful Teacher, Chapter 154: Liang Jun, I Love You! But before Guan Zi could even reach out and grab

the ball, Wang Liangwu had already leaped forward and snatched it away.

The situation changed again. Two consecutive defeats had enraged Wang Liangwu. He wanted to reclaim

his honor; in his heart, there could only be one king, and that could only be him.

Seeing this, Liang Jun moved, but Wang Liangwu repeated his old trick, making a long pass that sent the ball back to

his own team. A center caught the ball, jumped lightly, and put it into the basket.

Next, it was Class 17 of Grade 1's turn to inbound the ball, but it was intercepted by Class 2 at the middle penalty area. By the time Liang Jun

arrived , Wang Liangwu had already made a jump shot and put the basketball into the basket. He turned around, looked at Liang Jun's

reaction, and his eyes were full of smugness, as if to say, "I haven't even seriously played with you yet."

Liang Jun responded with a smile. His composure instilled a sense of defeat in Wang Liangwu, fueling

his growing desire to defeat him. "I overtook him, and he's still so arrogant," he thought, his

anxiety growing.

Seeing Wang Liangwu's smugness, Liang Jun secretly resolved to bring this arrogant

guy down, to make him swallow his boasts like dung. He looked up at the electronic

display screen; the score was 68:65, Class 2 of Grade 11 was now 3 points ahead of Class 17.

Suddenly, Class 17 called a timeout. Liang Jun, bewildered, returned to his class. It turned out that their homeroom teacher,

Fan Weiqiang was anxious about their loss and had somehow brought

in a coach. The coach was rattling off tactics—three-on-two combinations, double-center offense, single-center offense—all over the place. Liang Jun

, bewildered, interjected with a question, which shocked the coach, who exclaimed, "You don't understand?"

Liang Jun nodded, saying he didn't understand. The coach's face showed disdain. He said, "Completely an amateur,

no wonder..." He stopped mid-sentence, and Liang Jun asked, "No wonder what?"

The coach said, "No wonder some of your tactical movements aren't very standardized. You can't do it like this; your professional level

is far inferior to Wang Liangwu's.

" Hearing this, Liang Jun said, "I'm really not a professional. We're just

country bumpkins . We do whatever feels right, whatever we feel we can beat Wang Liangwu, that's what we do.

" The coach said, "You can't do it like this. You'll have a hard time beating him like this. I dare say you

won't beat their class today, and professionally, you won't go as far as him.

" Liang Jun was a little annoyed and said, "First, it's not necessarily that we can't beat him. Second, I'm not interested in

professionalism

spoke, he looked at Lu Qingci standing to the side. Unexpectedly, Lu Qingci stood there with her arms crossed,

looking in their direction. Their eyes met, and both blushed instantly.

Lu Qingci hurriedly lowered her eyelids, her face turning red to her ears. A blush rose to her fair face, making her

indescribably beautiful and charming. Liang Jun was stunned. He had never paid attention to Lu Qingci's appearance before. Now,

he stared blankly at her, never expecting her shyness to be so alluring.

From that moment on, both of them had something on their minds. At this moment, Liang Jun's heart was pounding. He didn't

want to listen to that lousy coach anymore. He said, "Forget it, coach,

there's no time for anything. You guys just wait and see." With that, he turned and walked towards the field. Fan Weiqiang

called after them, but since Liang Jun had left, none of the team members disobeyed him and followed him

onto the field.

Upon reaching the field, Liang Jun turned to his teammates and asked, "Did you see that? Did you hear that?

That bastard coach said we're going to lose to Wang Liangwu, so we absolutely have to slap him in the face."

Jia Gang immediately said, "Then I'll go back and fight him." Liang Jun stopped him, saying, "Are you stupid? He's a coach,

can you really fight him? I mean, we absolutely have to defeat Wang Liangwu, and show that bastard this result, that'll be

slapping him in the face.

" Saying this, he stretched out his hand and shouted, "We men will win!"

Everyone shouted together, "We men will win!" Several large hands clasped together. The attack began. Guan Zi

controlled the ball first, promptly passing it to Liang Jun, and then the other teammates sprinted forward, clearing a path for him

and reducing resistance. Wang Liangwu intended to defend Liang Jun, but Guan Zi and Jia Gang used all their

strength block him

. The other two guys kept the center and small forward of Class 2, Grade 11, behind them, giving the opponent no chance to break free. For a moment, both sides fiercely battled,

the squeaking echoing throughout the arena, tightening the tension in the audience's hearts time and time again.

Just as Liang Jun's foot crossed the center line, two opponents rushed towards him. But before they could

form a pincer movement, Liang Jun jumped and shot without hesitation.

"Swish!"

The basketball arced through the air and landed steadily in the basket. Instantly, the entire audience

erupted , thrilled by this incredible shot.

The cheers had barely subsided when Liang Jun made another move. Just as the guard of Class 2, Grade 11 was about to pass the ball,

Liang Jun rushed over and snatched it away, making the guard yell in frustration. Liang Jun dribbled the ball to

the three-point line , where he ran into his old rival, Wang Liangwu. Wang Liangwu

's eyes blazed with fury, looking like he wanted to devour Liang Jun. He pressed down on Liang Jun, making him shrink, until Liang Jun finally knelt down. He dribbled

the ball while kneeling, a move reminiscent of Michael Jordan's legendary dribble.

The crowd erupted in cheers, many standing to watch this bizarre scene.

Wang Liangwu caught off guard, and in his moment of hesitation, Liang Jun slipped under his arm

.

After passing Wang Liangwu, Liang Jun faced the opposing center. Wang Liangwu turned around,

but Liang Jun leaped up, landing one foot on the center's knee, then the other on his

shoulder , and with a powerful throw, the basketball swished through the net as if being lifted.

A moment of silence followed, then astonishment, and then a deafening roar of screams erupted from the audience,

including shouts from many girls: "Liang Jun, I love you! You're so cool!"

Two girls even burst into tears. Needless to say, one was Yafei, and the other was Lu Qingci.

To be honest, even if Class 17 lost this penalty, Liang Jun gained popularity. His momentum,

his elegance, and his ferocity instantly won everyone over.

Wang Liangwu's pale face turned even paler, and the coach from before seemed a little embarrassed, muttering to himself, "Strange

, he looks like a country bumpkin, nothing's up to him,

yet . It's just a coincidence."

At the crucial moment, Liang Jun unexpectedly sank two consecutive three-pointers, turning the tide of the game and forcing Class 2 into

an unprecedentedly dangerous situation.

With only one minute left, both sides were burning with rage. Whoever seized this final

minute would be the ultimate victor.

At this moment, Wang Liangwu and his teammates went almost crazy, launching a frenzied attack. Due to Class 17

's unprecedentedly tight defense, although the opposing forward received the ball, he couldn't shake off Jia Gang's defense and couldn't get a proper

shot. Helpless, he had to pass the ball back to Wang Liangwu, who drove into the paint and scored with a mid-range shot.

But Class 17 is still leading by one point. Will they maintain this advantage,

or will Class 2 overtake them? The atmosphere on the court became incredibly tense, especially for Yafei and Lu Qingci, whose palms were

sweaty and faces flushed as they nervously watched the player running back and forth on the court, unconsciously praying for him.

The other girls also clutched their chests, watching every move with bated breath.

The basketball bounced back and forth between Liang Jun's hands, striking the ground with a series of dull thuds

. Both teams were panting heavily from the intense competition, beads of sweat sliding down their bodies and

quickly dissipating into a fine mist.

At this moment, the Class 17 coach pumped his fist and said to Fan Weiqiang, "If he were mature enough, he would stall for

time until the final buzzer, and then you would win."

However, Liang Jun did not choose to play a defensive game of stalling. As the sound of the ball hitting the court increased, he

charged forward with astonishing speed. As soon as he reached half-court, Wang Liangwu and another player approached, attempting

to block him. But before their opponents could get close, Liang Jun crouched down, then pushed off with his legs, leaping into the air.

Wang Liangwu panicked and jumped after him, frantically

waving his arms to completely block their opponent's shooting lane.

However, as they reached the peak of their jump and began to fall, they watched in horror as Liang Jun's

body continued to ascend gracefully.

Wang Liangwu's eyes widened, reluctantly wondering, "My God, how high can he jump?

Can he hang in mid-air?"

This thought quickly faded, and he relaxed again. "Shoot it. This is half-court. I don't believe you're a

god. A jump shot in half-court, all flustered and rushed, you can't make it? Even I can't do that."

But before he could finish his thought, a terrible signal appeared. The entire arena

stood up, the roar almost knocking people off their feet.

Wang Liangwu's heart sank. With a hint of resentment, he turned his head.

He hoped to see an extremely ironic scene: the basketball falling into

the hands of his own team before even reaching half-court, or the ball hitting the backboard, merely becoming a futile joke for the world. Because

it was too far; even at half-court, he would have difficulty doing that. What could a country bumpkin like him do?

With this thought, he smiled and turned his head away.

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