SAYE [Run Freely]

Chapter 40

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Looking at the scores, the second half of the game didn't hold much suspense; as long as Class 8 didn't stay rooted in place and wait for Class 7 to shoot, they would definitely be able to win.

Wang Xu and the rest foresaw this victory. As if each and every one of their bodies were lit on fire, they ran like their tails had been burned, dashing around with a swoosh. Those who did layups and vied for rebounds seemed to have firecrackers between their feet that made them as happy as a lark[1], even letting all the substitutes on the bench come up in turn to practice some.

Class 8's audience also yelled with all their hearts since the opportunity to cheer for their own class during a competition was really hard to come by. Lao Lu, on the other hand, could make himself be heard above all the screams even without the use of a loudspeaker.

However, Class 7 would not concede.

On the court of a game, there really wasn't such a thing as conceding. Unless it were at the very last second, nobody would simply concede defeat.

But Class 7's method of expressing their unwillingness to concede actually irritated Jiang Cheng.

All sorts of collisions, blocks, and petty maneuvers were continuously used in the open and in the shadows. The number of fouls committed in just the first few minutes of the third quarter was enough for a free throw to be given.

They no longer cared about whether or not they could score any points - they couldn't possibly catch up. Their only goal was probably to vent their anger as they interfered with Class 8's attempts at scoring.

"I can't stand it anymore." Lu Xiaobin had always been a person of few words, but during the break, he wiped his sweat and complained, "I was even hit on the base of my thigh. It could've been my balls, you know. I don't want to be impotent..."

"But we have to win cleanly." Wang Xu had been elbowed in the head when he went to snatch a rebound, but he continued to adhere to Jiang Cheng's words. "They can do whatever they want, but we can't do whatever we want. Otherwise, if we win, people may say that we played dirty."

"Then let's bear with it for a little longer," Guo Xu sighed. "We'll definitely be able to win anyways. There's less than ten minutes remaining. They don't stand a chance no matter what they do."

"It's been four times for Boar Head, right?" Jiang Cheng asked.

"En." Gu Fei sounded in response, looking over at the people on the other side with a face full of displeasure.

"Go incite him to do it again," Jiang Cheng said. "Remember only to incite a foul, not commit a foul."

"En." Gu Fei still had a face full of displeasure.

"I'll tell you guys what to do in this kind of situation in a little while." Jiang Cheng raised his arms and stretched his waist. His arms continued to rise until the people from Class 7 all looked over from the other side, then he stretched out his thumb and turned it downward.

Hu Jian immediately pointed at him, spouting incoherent obscenities.

Jiang Cheng then raised his arms over his head again, formed a heart, and even tilted his body toward him.

Laughter burst out from all sides.

"Fuck!" Hu Jian cursed loudly. He was about to charge over with a swing of his arm but was held back by the other people in his class.