"This is almost the same." Liu Mo proudly raised his white and slender neck like a swan.

"Remember to cheer me up." Mo Yan not only studies his own data system every day, but also plays basketball himself.

"Teacher Mo, are you ready?" Wang Wenmiao came over with four young teachers. The average height of the four is about 1.78 meters, in his twenties, and has a very good figure. It is obvious that they exercise regularly.

The four of them looked at Mo Yan with hostility. Mo Yan had no choice but to hold his forehead, and the four of them were probably Liu Mo's suitors.

"Teacher Mo." At this time, Mo Yan's team members also came over. Four middle-aged men, with slightly bloated figures, were wearing tight jerseys. They were five centimeters shorter than Wang Wenmiao's side. At first glance, they could see that the four of them were married. One of them was the fattest, and they were still shaking their beer belly and teasing the crowd.

"Good four." Mo Yan nodded slightly.

The fat and bald middle-aged man is Teacher Niu, the one who is over 1.6 meters tall is Teacher Sun, the one who is 1.8 meters tall but as thin as chopsticks is Teacher Liu, the only one who looks normal but doesn’t see any muscle mass all over his body is Teacher Dong. The four of them are all class teachers, and Mo Yan takes their class physical education class. So the more they know each other.

As soon as the teams of both sides stood together, the discussion on the sidelines began to sound.

"I'll go, the lineup is too different, right?" The male students who knew the ball were amazed.

"Cheating, cheating." He was more direct about the female student Mo Yan liked, and shouted that he was cheating.

......

Wang Wenmiao's face looked a little ugly when he heard the surroundings. Before Mo Yan, he was the most popular in Longwu Middle School.

"Haha." Mo Yan smiled at Wang Wenmiao for the first time, but seeing that Wang Wenmiao's eyes were so dazzling, it seemed as if he was ridiculing him.

"Come on." Mo Yan said two words to Wang Wenmiao. Without waiting for Wang Wenmiao to answer, he turned around and talked to the four teachers.

"Hmph." Wang Wenmiao was furious, but this was a school, with so many teachers and students watching, "It will start later, let's see what else you have to be proud of."

As the referee whistle sounded, the game began. In this game, the sudden game was unaware of everyone on the court. The data flow method was obviously unavailable, but only these teachers, Mo Yan was confident that even without data, he could still deal with it.

Mo Yan had already thought of the tactics, which was the star playing style. Mo Yan and four teammates gathered together just now to understand the level of the four. The four players were average, just occasionally relaxing and having fun. Mo Yan came up with this style of playing. The tactical style of the NBA Cavaliers.

LeBron James led four shooters alone, broke through and pulled the opponent's defense line, creating a mobile phone opportunity for outside shooters.

The ones jumped the ball were Mo Yan and Wang Wenmiao. Wang Wenmiao jumped up confidently but did not touch the ball. He looked down and saw that Mo Yan in front of him was gone.

"Teacher Wang." Teammates loudly reminded him.

Wang Wenmiao turned his head and found that Mo Yan had dribbled the ball quickly and changed direction to pass through three defenders in succession. There was only the last line of defense left in front of him. Mo Yan still did not take three steps at the free throw line and controlled the ball forward. Just as he was about to approach the last defender, he stopped and shot with a fake action.

Wang Wenmiao and the other two were shocked by Mo Yan's sudden display of strength. When they saw Mo Yan was about to shoot, the man jumped up. He flew in the air and realized that it was a fake move. Unfortunately, it was too late. How could Mo Yan give him another chance? He leaned his arm forward and then leaned over his armpit, picked his wrist and picked the basket with his hand, and sent the ball into the basket with his hand.

From jumping to goal, Mo Yan's movements were smooth and elegant. None of Wang Wenmiao and the other five met his clothes, which was extremely exciting to be one to five. But everything happened too quickly, and it took only a few seconds to jump to goal. The entire court was silent.

Mo Yan came to Longwu Middle School for a while, but no one had ever seen him play basketball. In physical education class, this handsome teacher always assigned tasks, hid aside with his notebook and wrote and painted. He just occasionally looked up to see if the students were making trouble. Who would have thought that such a quiet handsome man would have thought that his basketball level was so high?

After a few seconds of silence, ah—a scream pierces the sky and passes through everyone’s eardrums.

"Teacher Mo Yan is so perfect."

"Teacher Mo Yan, we like you."

......

The girls cheered. The male compatriots around them looked at each other, but they could not refute it. Even a person who didn't understand basketball could see how beautiful Mo Yan's series of actions just now.

"He actually hides his strength." Wang Wenmiao snorted coldly. Although he was surprised by the strength Mo Yan had just shown, he was still confident of winning. Just now, Mo Yan used his carelessness to attack unexpectedly.

"Don't let go of water anymore, play well." Wang Wenmiao took the ball and reminded his teammates.

Sometimes there is a big gap in strength between the two sides, so people can't see the gap. They shout to cheer up their morale and rush towards the opposite side like a wolf or a tiger.

"Don't be afraid. Remember what I said." Mo Yan felt the nervousness of his teammates reminded him.

Wang Wenmiao did not pass the ball. He planned to take this opportunity to deal with Mo Yan, but Mo Yan actually had some strength and unexpectedly made him suffer. If this ball was not restored to the court, how could he still leave an impression in Liu Mo's eyes? In fact, he didn't know that even if his powerful strength was close to the NBA, he would not stop in Liu Mo's eyes. Even for a second.

"If you have the ability, please guard me." Wang Wenmiao snorted angrily, exerted force under his feet, and shot out like a sharp arrow.

With a whoosh, the man had already passed by Mo Yan. Facing Wang Wenmiao's speed, Mo Yan was helpless and didn't even move.

"Can't react? Teacher Wang's speed is too fast and handsome." Wang Wenmiao also has some supporters. Seeing Wang Wenmiao killing Mo Yan in one move, they finally broke out after being held in the crowd for a long time.

Wang Wenmiao's counterattack was very fast, but he had passed Mo Yan in just one second, and he easily made a layup without defense. He tied the score.

"That's all that ability?" Wang Wenmiao, after scoring the goal, did not forget to mock Mo Yan. "It seems that I have looked up to you before."

Wang Wenmiao sneered disdainfully. Mo Yan's reaction was just a layman with the ball just now. Even if he couldn't defend himself, he would follow suit. But Mo Yan was standing there like a wooden stake just now without moving.

"Haha, it turns out to be an embroidered pillow." The other four people saw Wang Wenmiao killing Mo Yan in an instant, put down the shock that Mo Yan had just now, and criticized Mo Yan sarcastically. But the smiles of the four people were still on their faces. Mo Yan had already passed Wang Wenmiao in the same way, and scored a layup without defense.

"Gaga...Gaga..." The four of them seemed to be a duck who was strangled to their necks, their faces flushed and their smug smiles froze on their faces.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!