Although Li Zheng was in a daze, he could hear one person's voice clearly.

"Master." Zhang Xiaoke burst into tears, "Hold on, Master."

"Stay here..." Li Zheng waved his hand feebly, "It's just a nosebleed."

"Don't move." Tang Zhifei could no longer care about the field at this time. He straightened Li Zheng's face with both hands and looked at it carefully. "The bridge of the nose should not be broken. Let me go to the infirmary teacher first. We will decide whether to go to the hospital based on the situation."

"It's okay...Teacher Tang..." Li Zheng raised his hand and touched his nose, then squeezed his eyes hard a few times, and tried his best to focus on the game on the court, "The bleeding has stopped, you can play."

"Okay, forget about the game." Tang Zhifei pulled him and started to leave.

"It's okay, I have to fill it up." Li Zheng silently took a look at the status.

【Total rate: 625.2↑↑】

【Remaining time: 04:25】

More than 600?

Only then did he realize that few people were watching the game at this time.

All the girls looked at Li Zheng distressedly.

Li Zheng suddenly realized.

Could it be that he was injured in a fierce battle and got a bonus from flirting with girls?

Then we need to shed more blood so that everyone can see clearly.

What the fuck, is that what you call a macho guy?

Tang Zhifei couldn't resist him, so he had to ask the deputy squad leader to call the teacher in the infirmary to get a tampon or something first.

Li Zheng also took the time to drink a gulp of water and nervously watched the situation on the field. It would take a minute to restore his vitality.

On the field.

Bang!

Liu Yonghui's mid-range shot failed.

Liu Xinxin had Li Zheng's blood on his hands and he just grabbed the rebound.

At this moment, he had lost his mind, no matter what, he forced his shots inside.

Bang!

He was blocked by the opposing big center.

Accompanied by sounds of regret, the second squad launched a fast attack again.

Even though Qiao Bixia and Xu Mengxi roared to defend, the people in Class 4 were still slow.

Jiang Qinghua was not slow, but he was stuck by the ooze monster, and his movement was as sticky as mud.

With Li Zheng's end, the rhythm was once again given up.

When I saw the new power forward in the second team was about to lay up.

"Dudu!" Teacher Wang blew the whistle fiercely and cursed at Jiang Qinghua, "You want to be declared a loser directly, right?"

Only then did everyone realize that Jiang Qinghua simply pushed the slime monster out of desperation.

Forced foul.

"This is a tactical foul, Teacher Wang." Jiang Qinghua wiped his mouth and said, "This is how we play in professional games."

Teacher Wang was so angry that his teeth itched.

This guy should have been sent off on the spot.

But he thought of his brother Qiao Sheng’s instructions.

I don’t dare.

"I'm warning you, this is the last time." Teacher Wang blew the whistle again, "Class 2 takes a free throw!"

Jiang Qinghua breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Li Zheng on the sidelines.

Li Zheng nodded steadily.

Well done Lao Jiang.

Tactical fouls are a technique that is also used in professional leagues. They are intended to delay time. They would rather allow the opponent to take free throws than to gain opportunities for sports battles.

This is a dirty trick allowed by the rules.

Jiang Qinghua used this move at the right time. He delayed it for a minute or two to let Li Zheng stop the bleeding. Another strong man.

Li Zheng also tried a small jump on the sidelines.

Can't jump at all.

Damn, this body.

I really shouldn't have skipped gym class.

Watching the countdown get closer and closer.

He was anxious but unable to do anything.

I wish time could stop.

Sudden.

"Aqiu!!!"

Hear this sound.

Li Zheng feels.

Time really stopped.

He looked back.

Lin Yujing was wiping her nose and trotting over with her head down.

For some reason, all the students around me gave in.

Even Tang Zhifei gave in.

Lin Yujing ran all the way to Li Zheng.

Keep your head down.

Grabbed Li Zheng's hand.

Qing Mimi put on the pair of tampons she was holding.

He didn't say anything, turned around and ran away.

But he took two steps and then stopped.

He turned back and stared at Li Zheng.

The fierce light gradually softens.

His face also turned red.

I clenched my fists and worked hard for a long time, and finally squeezed out a few words.

"Come on... come on..."

boom!

do not know why.

Li Zheng felt like he was exploding.

Lin Yujing looked ashamed and was about to run away.

But Zhang Xiaoke grabbed him by the collar.

"Oh, just watch it for a while when you come. One more person to cheer for will give you more strength."

"Don't...don't catch me here..."

Zhang Xiaoke pushed Lin Yujing back, and at the same time said to Li Zheng: "What are you waiting for, master? Why don't you change the tampon quickly?"

"Well, I'm feeling excited." Without saying a word, Li Zheng took out the paper ball from his nostril and replaced it with a tampon.

Looking at Lin Yujing again, her head was always buried, completely blocked by her hair, and her face could not be seen at all.

This guy must have been watching the game in front of the classroom window.

After seeing that he had failed, he immediately ran to the infirmary and asked for a tampon.

Obviously, we belong to the enemy.

Why?

suddenly.

Li Zheng was moved.
To be continued...