My teacher is as beautiful as a demon. (152)

Volume 1 Living with the Beautiful Teacher 152. The Tragedy of a Hero

Liang Jun understood his meaning but ignored him, focusing his attention on the moment the game would begin. "

You're Liang Jun?" Liang Jun was surprised that Wang Liangwu was speaking to him.

Liang Jun turned to look at him and said, "You know me?"

Wang Liangwu replied, "I just found out. I heard you have some basic basketball skills, but they're all self-taught, not

very formal . But it doesn't matter, losing to us isn't shameful. If you have time, I'll teach you

a few tricks, enough for you to make a living outside.

" Liang Jun finally understood the other man's intention. He was both annoyed and amused; he couldn't believe such

a blatant way of showing off existed. He feigned surprise, "Oh, then you must be very good."

Wang Liangwu said dismissively, "These past few years I've been busy being a champion. I've reached the East China

League championship, and I've forgotten to cultivate you newcomers.

" Liang Jun almost burst out laughing. The world is full of wonders. He casually remarked, "Oh, then you shouldn't be

competing with us for second place; you should be aiming for the championship."

He thought this would sting Wang Liangwu, but unexpectedly, the guy took advantage of his words.

That's the tragedy of a hero—always unable to find a replacement. Once the

lion becomes sheep. "If I hadn't been injured last time, they…" As he said this, the basketball game began.

"Beep…"

The referee's whistle blew across the court, and then he tossed the ball into the air. The ball, after being tossed into the air,

began to fall. At the very moment of its descent, both centers jumped up simultaneously…

"Thwack…"

The two centers, neither willing to give an inch, were evenly matched. Their fingertips simultaneously struck the basketball, producing

a muffled thud. Then, under the combined force of the two forces, the ball spun in the air before plummeting to the ground.

"Give it to me!"

Before the two centers could react, their bodies barely touching the ground, a domineering

declaration rang in their ears. A figure leaped up from the side, snatching the ball away.

This person was none other than Wang Liangwu, who had just been about to teach Liang Jun a few moves. He glanced back at

Liang Jun and said, "Watch how I play. I'll show you today.

" The students of Class 2, Grade 11, cheered in unison, shouting, "The God of War is here!" They all trembled.

Wang Liangwu smiled arrogantly, but instead of dribbling alone as usual, he made a long

pass to the small forward. The opposing small forward turned and jumped, easily scooping the ball into the basket.

Wang Liangwu turned back and struck a pose for Liang Jun. It seemed that Class 2, Grade 11, lived

up to their reputation , giving their opponents a rude awakening right from the start.

Following closely behind, Class 2 of Grade 11 launched an attack on Class 17 of Grade 11. Their fierce offensive swept in like a whirlwind.

At this moment, Wang Liangwu stood firmly in front of Liang Jun. No wonder he let his teammate pass the ball;

his true intention wasn't just to provoke Liang Jun with arrogant words, but to then focus his attention on him.

"Is that Liang Jun? Oh, it's been so long since I've seen him on the court. Why is he only showing up now?"

At this moment, Liang Jun was off the ball, but Wang Liangwu relentlessly pursued him, implementing a comprehensive

defense , like a shadow blocking his path, intending to completely shut him down.

"Or, let me try to get past you and see how good my fundamentals are?"

Liang Jun said sarcastically to Wang Liangwu, who was blocking his way.

"I'm afraid you still need two more years of practice!"

Wang Liangwu concluded without any modesty. One corner of his mouth curved into a smile, while the other

remained completely still, displaying extreme contempt.

"Come on then!"

Liang Jun's smile deepened, but he seemed completely unperturbed, remaining calm. Just then,

Wang Liangwu stretched out his arms, intending to stop Liang Jun, but Liang Jun suddenly ducked down

, forming an acute angle with the ground. In the instant Wang Liangwu was stunned, Liang Jun slid

past his arms.

Wang Liangwu still didn't understand what had happened, but Liang Jun was already gone. He

looked around hesitantly, then turned around, only to find Liang Jun already a few meters away.

What happened? Wang Liangwu was a little surprised, shaking his head vigorously, still unable to understand how Liang Jun had gotten past him

. He clearly remembered firmly blocking Liang Jun, but how could he have gotten past him in a flash

?

In that moment of stunned silence, Liang Jun's body practically floated forward several meters, like an

invisible man, passing through two lines of defense and instantly floating to the basket.

Wang Liangwu shouted and chased after them, but after only four meters, he caught a glimpse of Liang Jun

with one hand hanging on the rim. Then the referee blew the whistle, clearly announcing that the two points were valid.

2-2, 33 seconds into the game, Class 17 of Grade 1 cleanly tied the score, making the

situation even more unpredictable.

This time it was the students of Class 17's turn to scream. Some students threw things into the air

to express their surprise.

Lu Qingci's eyes sparkled, and she was completely immersed in a halo of joy. It had been a long time since

Class 17 had been so impressed. In the last game, because of Liang Jun's absence, Class 17 was simply

slaughtered by the other side, as if they were just asking for trouble. At that moment, her heart ached terribly. She

hated Liang Jun for that scene, but at the same time, she understood that Liang Jun was indispensable. He was

the savior . So, she began to genuinely appreciate Liang Jun. This was true charisma in a man; a group,

a company, could do without anyone else, but not him. That man was valuable.

The game continued, this time it was the second-year high school students' turn. Class 2 launched their attack. When Liang Jun

received the ball from the point guard, he was immediately confronted by Liang Jun and his forward.

"Double-team!"

Wang Liangwu's face showed a mocking expression. In Shanghai, in the entire East China region, he had never seen anyone who could

stop him, unless that person could stop a fly.

"Boom!"

Wang Liangwu forcefully broke through using a sideways, sideways strike.

The forward from Class 17 was knocked in the chest by Wang Liangwu, almost without a doubt,

staggering and falling to the side. However, Liang Jun, expressionless, appeared in

front of him, like a nightmare, blocking his path.

The audience, witnessing this scene, immediately felt a surge of excitement. Just moments before,

Wang Liangwu had blocked Liang Jun's path but failed to stop him, allowing Liang Jun to break through. Now, the situation was reversed, with

Liang Jun blocking Wang Liangwu's way. Would Wang Liangwu break through this time?

If he did, it would only mean the two were evenly matched; if not, it would

be quite telling.

In an instant, the spectators held their breath, anticipating the outcome of this duel.

One pair of eyes anxiously watched Liang Jun, her heart pounding. At this moment, the success or failure of the man on the field

was more important than her own honor or disgrace. The first woman was Yafei. The

second woman, her eyes also fixed on Liang Jun, instinctively put her hands in a prayer position,

her face almost sweating with nervousness. This woman was, of course, Lu Qingci.

"Pat, pat, pat..."

The basketball bounced slowly and steadily, like the sound of morning bells and evening drums striking people's hearts.

The other team members wisely stayed away, knowing that it wasn't

a position for their level to compete. Only the center position remained for the two dominant players.

Wang Liangwu didn't rush in as usual, because he suddenly realized that his

opponent, who was a head shorter than him, exuded the same domineering aura as him, especially his eyes,

which flashed with a cold light , almost astonishingly bright.

"Liang Jun, can you stop me?"

Wang Liangwu still had that disdainful attitude, not caring about anyone. At the same moment, the sound of the ball hitting suddenly increased, and

he actually used a back-to-back technique to challenge his opponent.

After being forced back several steps by his opponent, Liang Jun suddenly stopped. A sudden thought struck him, and

he devised a defensive strategy.

"What's going on?"

Wang Liangwu suddenly felt the body behind him become as soft as cotton. Then, the force that had been pressing him backward

inexplicably shifted to one side, causing his body to involuntarily turn around.

In that instant, Liang Jun made his move. Although Wang Liangwu realized his opponent's intention in time,

the basketball in his hand was still slapped by Liang Jun.

"Thump!"

The basketball flew out of his hand, and Wang Liangwu reacted quickly enough, reaching out to hook it back, but

Liang Jun bumped into him again, knocking the ball out of bounds.

A chorus of boos rang out; the outcome of their duel in an instant was decided.

The students cheered excitedly, while the students of Class 2 in the second year of high school sighed simultaneously.

A flash of anger crossed Wang Liangwu's pale face. He muttered, "You're not playing by the rules, it's all unorthodox."

Liang Jun suppressed a laugh, ignored him, and turned to organize a new attack.

The game became increasingly intense, with the score fluctuating back and forth. Wang Liangwu was too preoccupied with annoying

Liang Jun to continue; he hadn't expected to encounter such a formidable opponent.

Seven minutes into the game, the coach of Class 2, Grade 11 called a timeout.

The teammates from Class 17, Grade 11, returned to their respective teams and began discussing tactics

. Suddenly, Chen Jiagang exclaimed to Liang Jun, "Junzi, turn around and look!"

Liang Jun turned around and was stunned.

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