Volume 1 Chapter 59 Splendid

  The most exciting match is coming, and the boys in grade three are even more fun to watch. The captain of Class 1 is Xiao Yang, who wears a bright red jersey and looks handsome and spirited.

  Our class, led by Lu Qi, also entered the competition venue. The sky blue jerseys suddenly caught everyone's attention, so refreshing! I led our class cheerleaders and suddenly shouted slogans: "Class 2, Class 2, extraordinary! Lu Qi, Lu Qi, create miracles!" The loud slogan made the players on the field invigorated, and Lu Qi smiled at us with a smile as beautiful as a blooming flower.

  A group of cheerleader classmates responded after being stunned for a few seconds: "Class 1, jiayou! Xiao Yang, jiayou!" Hehe, the unprepared slogan was still a bit off.

  With the referee's whistle, the intense competition began. The main force of Class A was Xiao Yang, his agile figure jumping back and forth on the court, attracting the attention of many girls. All I could hear were voices shouting: "Xiao Yang, come on!"

  Among the many voices, one voice caught my attention. The voice was particularly clear and sweet-sounding. I looked for the owner of this voice, and there she was - a cheerleader with big eyes, round face, and a lovely appearance that matched her sweet voice. Seeing how intently she stared at Xiao Yang and cheered him on, I bet that girl must have had a crush on Xiao Yang. I smiled to myself. Of course, such an outstanding boy would naturally have someone who likes him.

  "Great, wonderful! Xiao Yang, come on!" Hearing the girl shouting so excitedly, I looked at the court and found that Xiao Yang had just made a three-pointer. Hmm, he's really strong.

  Look at our side, the team members are working together seamlessly and have not been affected by Xiao Yang's goal. The poisonous tongue son and Lolita mom's latest chapter is quite interesting. I nodded slightly, not bad, it shows that Lu Qi's usual training is in place.

  "Oh no, who's that, always staring at Lu Qi, how annoying!" The voice of a girl in my class whispered in my ear. I took a closer look and indeed, two teammates from our class were forming a pincer movement around Lu Qi, because the basketball was currently in his hands.

  He slightly bent his waist, the basketball was constantly slapping back and forth in his hands, while a group of teammates were staring at his hands with tiger-like eyes, ready to snatch the ball away at any moment. He, on the other hand, was vigilantly turning his eyes around, looking for an opportunity to "break through". Suddenly he accelerated his pace, walked along the S-shaped route, turned left and right, broke through two layers of defense, came under the basket, jumped up, stretched out his hand to shoot, and the basketball drew a beautiful arc in the air before falling into the hoop with precision.

  "Clap, clap, clap..." Thunderous applause erupted, and our class's slogan also rang out: "Lu Qi Lu Qi, create miracles!" The next game continued, still exciting, with cheers and shouts of "Come on!" echoing at every moment. The team that scored was ecstatic, while the other side refused to give up. Twenty minutes later, the first half ended, with a score of 27-28, our class leading by one point.

  The halftime break has arrived, and it's time for our cheerleading squad to take the field. First, one group takes the stage, wearing bright red jerseys just like the boys' team. That sweet girl is actually the lead dancer, and she's not bad at all - her rhythm is pretty good too. Of course, that's just referring to her alone; the other team members aren't as skilled as she is.

  After watching their dance, I felt a surge of confidence and whispered to our team members: "Classmates, the moment to show off our beauty is about to arrive. Today, each of us is a princess on stage, let's jump out the most beautiful dance. Got it? We are the best! Come on!" I raised my fist to cheer them up. "Cloud, I'm a bit nervous." Qiao Hui's hands and feet were trembling. I quickly comforted her: "Hey, what's there to be nervous about? Everyone just needs to dance like they usually do, it'll be fine. Come on, let's do this together." Under my guidance, everyone started taking deep breaths, slowly calming their nerves.

  We arrived, it's our turn to perform. To the lively and pleasant music, we, a group of beautiful girls, stepped onto the stage with light steps. "So pretty!" Our performance caused a stir, and the classmates who were watching stretched their necks one by one.

  I smiled slightly, knowing that this would be the reaction. We were wearing blue and white striped t-shirts with shorts, blue being the main color, with a circle of white added to the collar, cuffs, and hem, making us look fresh and lively yet playful. It's strange if such an outfit doesn't attract people. Moreover, we had our own secret weapon - each of us held two white keychains in our hands, which were made by my classmates using white plastic bags from home, cut into strips and tied together, like the shuttlecocks we played with when we were young, but much bigger. With this prop, combined with the lively music, we danced with great energy and constantly changed formations, using the props in our hands to create various shapes. Our performance won rounds of applause, and the enthusiastic clapping erupted again. I knew we had succeeded.

  After the game, the teacher came to us excitedly and brought what we needed most at that moment: an ice stick for each of us. The classmates who were in charge of logistics were busy handing out towels for us to wipe our sweat. As for the words of praise, there were too many, and the classmates all smiled with their eyes narrowed. The teacher reminded us that the second half of the competition was about to begin, and asked our cheerleading team to give them a boost, striving to win both first places. Hehe, the teacher's appetite is really big!

  The second half of the game began, and it seemed that Class A had changed its strategy, taking advantage of Xiao Yang's ability to make three-pointers, letting other teammates cooperate, trying their best to create opportunities for him to shoot three-pointers. As a result, Xiao Yang did not disappoint them, and by the time Lu Qi realized what was happening and wanted to block him, Xiao Yang had already made three consecutive three-pointers.

  Here is the translation:

  At this point, our team members were getting a bit anxious, the ball was being played a bit chaotically, and the passes weren't reaching their targets. I was getting a bit anxious too. What's Lu Qi doing? Can't he see that the score has already been pulled apart? If we don't catch up now, it'll be hopeless. No way, I have to help out. So, I shouted loudly: "Class 2, Class 2, extraordinary! Lu Qi, Lu Qi, create a miracle!" My classmates followed my lead and shouted in unison.

  It was as if the cheerleaders' encouragement had taken effect. My classmates gradually became more cohesive, with their steals, passes, and shots becoming more fluid. Especially when passing the ball, two teammates would be far apart, but the ball would draw a beautiful arc in the air before landing accurately in a teammate's hands. Lu Qi's shooting percentage was extremely high, and our team's disadvantaged position began to turn around, with the score slowly narrowing, narrowing until it was tied. The players' faces finally broke out into bright smiles, and the cheerleaders couldn't contain their joy either, holding up "Class 2 Must Win" signs and cheering them on nonstop. When halftime arrived, the two teams were still tied, and the referee indicated that the game would be extended by five minutes.