"Please listen to the first question."

At the edge of the three-point line, the referee teacher held a tablet and began to give questions to the two classes.

"What kind of legs are the longest?"

"I know!"

As soon as the referee teacher finished speaking, Wang Siyuan, who was competing in Class 9, had already raised his right hand high.

"Please answer." The referee teacher smiled.

"Climb to the sky in one step!" Wang Siyuan replied with a calm expression.

"Correct, Class 9 shot a three-pointer." The referee teacher made the penalty.

Qin Huai, standing at a 45-degree angle outside the three-point line, raised the knife and dropped it.

Whoosh!

The three-pointer hit the net.

"Class 9, score 1 point." The referee teacher recorded one point for Class 9.

"yeah!"

“Good start!”

"Hahaha, Lao Wang's brain is still very smart."

"I dare not talk about science, Chinese, history, etc. Lao Wang is one of the best in our class."

"Come on Class 8!"

"I guessed it just now. I was about to tell them, but the people from Class 9 took the opportunity. It's a pity."

"Don't worry, there is still a chance."

"It's said to be two versus two, but in fact, when is it not the whole class versus the whole class?"

"I hope the next questions won't be too difficult."

While the students on the sidelines were chatting, the referee teacher had already asked the second question.

"Excuse me, which fruit has the worst eyesight?"

When this question came up, the two contestants on the field did not rush to answer, but their brains began to work rapidly.

On the sidelines, students from the two classes were also helping to think.

"The eyesight is the worst? Where does the fruit get the eyesight?"

"This is a brainteaser. You can't think about the problem in a conventional way of thinking."

"Think about it quickly."

"I see!"

"Tell Lao Wang secretly!"

Xie Siqi, who guessed it, immediately used his hands and feet to convey the message to Wang Siyuan, who was answering the question on the field.

Wang Siyuan was still frowning and thinking, but when he saw Xie Siqi's actions, he quickly understood.

"Teacher, it's mango!" Wang Siyuan raised his hand and replied.

"Correct, Class 9 shot a three-pointer." The referee teacher smiled.

Qin Huai fell in love with him.

Bang!

The basketball spun on the rim and fell out.

"ah!"

"pity!"

"It's okay, it's okay, keep working hard!"

"Hey, you missed your three-point shot!"

"Our opportunity has come for Class 8!"

A missed shot made Class 8 happy, but Class 9 was disappointed.

This project is being carried out on different halves of the basketball court.

Cheers, cheers, regrets, exclamations.
Chapter completed!