The stands were not very close to the basketball court. With two thousand pairs of eyes, only Meng Yufan took the rose from the cheerleader, but they couldn't hear what they said.

Just when everyone thought the story had reached the "Dzogchen ending", the cheerleader suddenly blushed, covering his face and crying and ran away.

Everyone: "...???"

What did he say to her, did he refuse, or agreed? If he refused, why did Meng Yufan accept the flowers? If you agree, why does the cheerleader run away crying again?

While everyone was talking about it, Meng Yufan made an unexpected move—

I saw him holding the bouquet and walking quickly to the front of his stand. Then he raised his hands, passed the bouquet through the guardrail, and handed it to the unplayed teammate sitting in the first row.

Then, he pointed to Hua, and then to Yang Xiao who was sitting in the back row.

The teammate showed a knowing smile.

In this way, the bouquet passed from the first row to the second row, from the second row to the third row... Under the unremitting relay of a pair of hands, the bouquet of roses was passed to Yang Xiao in this way.

Yang Xiao looked at the bouquet, wanted to receive it, but didn't dare to receive it. For a while, it seemed that the entire basketball hall became quiet and silent, and only her own heartbeat was left.

Puff, puff, puff.

"Hurry up and hold it!" Mother Liu was even more excited than her client, she even took the bouquet of flowers from the front row for her and stuffed it into her arms with a grin.

A handful of roses fell into his arms, and the wrapping paper rustled—the world that had just been silent, suddenly came back!

She was surrounded by countless voices, but she didn't have time to pay attention.

She looked at the handful of roses in her arms, her hands were stiffly flat, and then carefully gathered, until her fingertips were pierced by the thorns on the rose body, she gave a dull soft cry.

This is not the first time that Yang Xiao has received flowers from Meng Yufan, but this is the first time that so many people have watched him.

She looked up at Meng Yufan in the basketball court.

The boy waved his arms, swayed to her exaggeratedly, and showed her an inexplicable smile that was stupid or handsome. Before she could respond, he ran to the sidelines to assemble amid the coach's whistle.

Yang Xiao: "..."

Yang Xiao thought, what does he mean? Actually transfer the flowers from his suitor to her? Do you think she will be happy with this trick of borrowing flowers to offer Buddha?

The girl sneered while lowering her head and sniffing lightly. The fragrance of white rose is tangy, soaking into the heart and spleen.

—Well, it smells so good.

Yang Xiao secretly hid the smile at the corner of his mouth in the bouquet.

…

At the end of the first half, Meng Yufan made a free throw and struggled to equalize the score between the two teams. His move made the Communication University basketball team feel dull.

This is the home of the media! Home! So many student fans in the audience are watching. If they can't win at home, their basketball team will definitely not be able to raise their heads in school.

So as soon as the second half started, their team’s coach sent out the double insurance of MVP small forward tank power forward. The offensive was fierce and it was bound to regain his home court advantage.

It stands to reason that the Huacheng University team has lost a shooting guard (and this guard is still the team captain!), it should be lost to Communication University. But somehow, Communication University’s offense was repeatedly frustrated. By the end of the third quarter, he only scored three goals, which was a small gap with Hwaseong University.

The reason for all this is that Meng Yufan who is particularly active under the basket!

"Yes, Fanzi." In the rest position by the side of the field, Huang Xiaoke looked at the sweaty Meng Yufan beside him, teasing, "Tsk tusk, it seems that you still have to rely on the nourishment of love. You are completely supernormal today, just three. I poured a few points."

Meng Yufan didn't think he would say this, and denied it: "I am not, I don't, don't talk nonsense."

"Don't pretend." Huang Xiaoke slammed his shoulder and pointed in Yang Xiao's direction with a wink, "The flowers are sent out, but what about'sister'? I don't think this is'sister', it's'always invite to dinner.' 'S pretty sister' right."

Meng Yufan didn't understand, and asked blankly: "How do you know that she often invites me to dinner?"

"Hey, I'm talking about that Korean drama, "Pretty Sister Who Asks to Eat". Haven't watched it? I talked about sisters and brothers!" Huang Xiaoke said, "In the first half, I saw that you were wrong. , Fanzi, you are all right enough, and you fell in love with a big beauty, mature and hot! The cheerleader of our school is beautiful, but compared with her, he is a little girl, not on the same level. …"

Huang Xiaoke still wanted to continue talking, but at this moment, Coach Wu's faint voice rang behind them.

"Huang Xiaoke, Meng Yufan, I think you two have enough rest? Are you thinking about discussing Korean dramas?" Coach Wu sneered, "If you two go down, do I have to prepare brown sugar water for you in the next menstrual period? what?"

Meng Yufan: "...QAQ"

Coach Wu raised his foot and pressed a footprint for one of them on their ass: "Get me on the court if you have enough rest! With ten minutes left before the game is over, tm will cheer me up!"

Don’t watch a basketball game only last forty minutes, but adding the intermediate substitutions, rests, free throws, referees on the court, etc., will stretch the entire process to about two hours.

And the last ten minutes of the whole game is also the longest ten minutes.

Physical strength and energy are about to run out. Every dribbling, every leaping and dunking, and every rebounding is a great test of willpower.

In order to consume the enemy's physical strength, the players on both sides will do everything possible to delay time. In a regular game, no one will make a dirty hand, but they will deliberately lead the opposing player to foul, so that they can get free throw opportunities for their side.

"Sui—" The whistle sounded, and the person who fouled this time was actually Meng Yufan!

Just now the two teams grabbed the basket, when Meng Yufan jumped up, he swung his elbow too far and brushed the opponent's hair!

But Yang Xiao felt that it was the short player who was defending too close and took off too late, so he almost hit Meng Yufan’s elbow...

With just such an action, the sharp-eyed referee immediately blew his whistle and gave Meng Yufan a foul.

I saw the referee raised his hands above his head, clenched his right hand, and held his right wrist with his left hand, making a strange posture.

After seeing this posture, Coach Wu and Meng Yufan immediately chased the referee, their brows furrowed, and they argued for reasons, not knowing what they were talking about. But the referee's whistle had been blown and it was absolutely impossible to take it back. Meng Yufan's appeal was naturally ignored.

Yang Xiao knows little about basketball rules, but seeing Meng Yufan and the coach so nervous, she can also see that the form is not good.

"What's the matter?" Yang Xiao asked Mother Liu next to her. "I think there were a few players who fouled on the court before, and the coach is not so nervous."

"Because this foul is different." Mother Liu was extremely worried. "Those in the front are all'technical fouls'. The severity is equivalent to a yellow card in football. This is an'violation foul', which is equivalent to a red card. You say coach Wu can Don't you worry?"

"Breaching the rules?"

"To put it simply, technical fouls refer to fouls without physical contact, and physical fouls are fouls with physical contact!" Mama Liu watched her son play basketball since she was a child. These rules are by heart, "Look, Fanzi just now Obviously there was no contact with the person's body, only the hair. According to the regulations, it should be a technical foul... But the referee ruled that he was a physical foul! This is the obvious'home whistle'!"

The so-called home whistle, to be more naked, is to pull sideways.

The situation of "violating the body and fouling" is serious, but it can't be repeated. If you eat twice, you will be sent off!

Only then did Yang Xiao understand the seriousness of the situation.

After waiting for the opening again, Meng Yufan obviously "secured" a lot. The small forward is the team's main scoring force. They have lost a shooting guard and can no longer lose him.

Therefore, in several dribbling attacks, when Meng Yufan saw the media players outflank it, his movements were obviously stagnant, either turning around to pass the ball to his teammates or hurriedly shooting, and the whole attacking rhythm was disrupted.

Coach Wu was anxious and angry, and quickly replaced Meng Yufan.

"Coach, I..."

"What's the matter with you?" Coach Wu cursed, "Just a foul, it scares you out?! The rhythm, the state, what is it like to be so fearful! ... You just sit on the chair for me. , Think about how to play, don’t play if you can’t figure it out!"

Meng Yufan couldn't raise his head when he was scolded, and sat down on the sidelines in frustration.

To be honest, if he was in other games, he wouldn't mind it even if he had two fouls. But in this game, Xiaoxiao sister is watching him... If he really took another foul and was sent off, would she be particularly disappointed and look down on him in particular?

Thinking about this, he secretly turned his head and glanced at the auditorium- ah! When did Sister Xiaoxiao rush to the first row again?

The first row was already occupied by other basketball players. Yang Xiao had no place to sit, so she simply stood on the next step. She stood there generously, and if everyone wanted to watch it, just let them watch it.

I saw the girl holding a rose in one hand and an iPad in the other. The fluorescent subtitles scrolled on the screen to form a sentence.

—"In addition to roses, I still want champions!"

She looked at him, her lips moved slightly, chanting these words repeatedly.

Isn't it just a foul? Yang Xiao doesn't want this foul to become an obstacle to stop Meng Yufan's progress. What's the point if he is **** because he is worried about the foul, and even the offense is weakened?

…

On the big screen, only the last minute and a half are left. Originally, sports can easily lead to conflicts. There have been several violent collisions between the players of the two sides. The referees were tired from blowing their whistle. I don't know how many fouls were sent.

Coach Wu finally exercised his final substitution right and replaced Meng Yufan on the court.

"We are behind by three points now." Coach Wu told him, "Hold the outside line, and other players will give you a chance to score goals and try to tie!"

The group stage is not a knockout, but a round-robin tournament, with 3 points for the winner, 0 points for the loser, and 1 point for the tie. In the last 90 seconds, people are tired, and it is an away game. The chance of turning defeat into victory is too slim, it is better to bet on the tie.

"...But coach, I don't want to tie." Meng Yufan threw down the towel and stepped onto the court. "I want to win."