He is a sickly Cinderella

Chapter 58 [057] Long time no see

 the morning parade finally ended, and the first game of the group stage was in the afternoon, with No. 1 Middle School vs. No. 3 Middle School.

Although the girls who were talking felt sorry that they couldn't get the chance to compete with No. 12 Middle School, they didn't care too much about it.

"They are lucky."

"Give them some room to live. After all, it's not easy to be the last in the three consecutive terms."

"Hahaha, that's right."

There was no suspense about the outcome, No. 1 Middle School won, but No. 3 Middle School did not lose completely, so they will enter the loser group and continue the competition.

Time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye it was the day of the No. 12 Middle School competition.

An Yeran drew the team with No. 2 Middle School, which is also a very strong team.

First came the men's competition. Zhao Jie and his gang played very recklessly, charging forward but they did not use their full strength.

The basketball team of No. 12 Middle School has always been known to be bad, and An Yeran had heard about it before he was promoted to junior high school.

But everything changed after she entered junior high school.

The coach of the basketball team is a lazy person. He doesn't care about the results and only wants the subsidies.

Later, An Yeran reported the coach to the training department, and they sent a new coach. I heard that he used to be a member of the city team and played very well, but was forced to retire due to a foot injury.

The players in the basketball department also had no fighting power. After An Yeran joined the basketball team, he used swift and decisive methods to give these unambitious players a good scolding, which ignited their fighting spirit.

The specific method was that they saw a girl who had just entered school tearing a washbasin with her bare hands.

In the original world, An Yeran received formal basketball training, which was very useful. She passed these methods on to this group of players, and the effect was very good.

Twelve Middle School has high brute force but no skills, and what An Yeran taught just fills in one aspect.

A reckless man is not scary, what is scary is a reckless man with culture.

Before the game, the ruffian even said to his players with a smile: "We must win by a narrow margin later. Do you understand? It means giving up some balls first and then getting them back."

"First suppress then promote, first weak then strong. We don't ask for good results in the group stage. What is our goal? A place in the individual performance competition! Winning or losing is secondary. Of course, it doesn't matter if we beat No. 1 Middle School to death by the way."

It was actually very difficult to implement this sentence. Even though No. 12 Middle School had transformed, the men's team still had little chance of winning against No. 1 Middle School. The women's team had nothing to worry about. An Yeran's strength was there. Who dared to snatch the ball from Brother Ran?
After a day of fierce fighting, the men's team was forced to act as actors, and No. 12 Middle School really won by a narrow margin.

This caught no one by surprise.

Especially No. 2 Middle School, I thought it was a stepping stone, but I didn't expect it to become a stepping stone.

After dealing with No. 2 Middle School, we played against No. 6 Middle School. The skills of No. 6 Middle School were also poor, but not as bad as No. 12 Middle School. In the last competition, they ranked third from the bottom in points.

The ranking was achieved by defeating No. 12 Middle School.

Having beaten them once, No. 6 Middle School didn't pay much attention to No. 12 Middle School until they were narrowly defeated again.

The audience found that all of No. 12 Middle School's wins were narrow, as if they were won by luck.

On the thirteenth day of the competition, the junior high school department was about to face the final round.

The four teams participating in the deciding game were the men's and women's groups from No. 1 Middle School and the men's and women's groups from No. 12 Middle School.

No one expected this outcome.

The day before the deciding game, both teams must shake hands.

When Yu Chao, the leader of No. 1 Middle School, saw the girl in front of the girls' group of No. 12 Middle School, his hand holding the basketball trembled shamefully.

An An An, An Ye Ran? ! !

The girl naturally noticed him, and a playful smile suddenly appeared on her pretty face.

An Yeran raised his eyebrows and mouthed, "Brother Chao, long time no see."

Yu Chao: "..."

Oh shit!

In the women's group, when Mu Feifei saw An Yeran, her eyes lit up with excitement.

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Amid the bustling crowd, a young man sat quietly in the audience.

He was wearing a light grey shirt with a round collar and some silver patterns embroidered on it.

The boy was tall and in good shape. His black jeans fit tightly against his legs, making them look slender and long.

This is the first time he appears here.

The handsome boy attracted the attention of everyone around him the moment he appeared. He had slightly curly coffee-colored hair, scattered bangs on his forehead, fair skin, delicate eyebrows and features. He was incredibly handsome. His lips were so red that people couldn't help but want to take a bite.

The brown eyes are like thousands of twinkling stars, or like a pair of sparkling gems, which can make people intoxicated at first sight.

He sat there quietly, like a treasure carved from porcelain.

After both basketball teams on the stage finished their pre-match ceremonies, the boy stood up and walked towards the exit.

Crowded with people.

Mu Feifei squeezed out of the crowded crowd and happened to see the young man standing quietly in front of him.

The girl's eyes lit up slightly, and she ran to his side, her cheeks slightly red as she said, "Lu, Lu, I really didn't expect to see you here."

The boy turned around, his brown eyes reflecting her figure.

Mu Feifei was very nervous. Every time she greeted the boy like this before, she received a cold response from the boy.

The boy didn't reply, and the girl gradually felt the oppressive atmosphere.

She showed a bit of disappointment in her eyes. Just as she was about to leave, she heard the young man in front of her suddenly chuckle and said, "It's been a long time." His voice was more pleasant than before. Mu Feifei's face turned redder, and she heard the young man say, "Fei Fei, can you do me a favor?"

  　Today's extra chapter is scheduled to be published. When you see this chapter, I will already be on the plane back home! Hehe