Study Monster Cultivation System

Chapter 64 - 064 It’s great to have study slaves

On the other side, across the court.

Coach Jiang of Lake Ying Middle School was giving Jiang Qinghua advice.

"This year, we’re playing with dual cores."

"Two points up front, me and Li Zheng."

"Chen Sen to seize the opportunity to pass the ball, stick to the rebound position, and Liu Yonghui keep moving."

"Last year, it was just bad luck; we lost by three points."

"This year with the secret weapon Li Zheng joining, we are sure to win."

Upon hearing this, everyone also felt full of momentum, as if victory was already in the bag.

But Coach Jiang himself looked somewhat anxiously towards the opposite side.

Ling Shijie was also staring right at him.

Jiang Qinghua shivered, hurriedly turning back around.

After all, he was a good student, still afraid of this kind of confrontation.

Last year, facing off against Ling Shijie, he had been elbowed quite a bit; that guy would swing his elbows right at your face.

Might as well have Li Zheng guard him…

Let this kid also have a taste of hardship.

Just as the thought crossed Jiang Qinghua’s mind, he dismissed it.

Class victory comes first, one thing at a time.

Ling Shijie’s playing style, Li Zheng couldn’t handle it.

He was the only one who could take it himself.

He gathered himself and continued to speak.

"This year, still man-to-man defense."

"I’ll cover Ling Shijie."

"Everyone else finds their own matchup."

"Li Zheng, you cover the guy with glasses."

Li Zheng raised his hand and said, "I haven’t played a full game; I’m going to be running a lot, and my stamina won’t last too long. How about I play the first 7 minutes of the first half, then rest, and we can decide the next step at halftime?"

"Okay," Jiang Qinghua looked at the substitutes, "warm up at any time, ready to replace Li Zheng."

As they were speaking, Zhang Xiaoke came running over with a big bag of drinks.

"Bought… bought them…" She handed the bag to Li Zheng, panting heavily.

"Too slow." Li Zheng quickly took out a can of blue Red Bull and started gulping it down.

Looking at Li Zheng, everyone envied him.

It’s nice to have a study slave.

"You really are the main force, huh?" Zhang Xiaoke wiped off her sweat, feeling somewhat faint.

"Hehe, your master is incredibly strong, the Mitsui Hisashi of our Class Four," Jiang Qinghua laughed, "He has the same problem as Mitsui Hisashi, middle-aged man’s stamina."

"Hahaha."

Li Zheng also laughed along: "I’m working on it."

Zhang Xiaoke suddenly gasped: "Wait, is that guy from our school?"

Following her gaze, Ling Shijie was squatting at the edge of the court talking with someone.

Everyone hurriedly looked away, not daring to meet his gaze.

"What’s wrong?" Jiang Qinghua asked.

"It’s him, he was hanging around our school gate with a bunch of people… pretty scary," Zhang Xiaoke swallowed nervously, "you guys… be careful."

The team members felt a bit panicked.

But for Jiang Qinghua, it was as if nothing was wrong, he laughed heartily: "No worries, I know Ling Shijie well, it’s not like I haven’t played basketball with him before. We’ll play as we planned, just leave Ling Shijie to me; you guys don’t worry about it."

"I will look for opportunities to defend," Li Zheng said.

Liu Xin also pounded his chest emphatically: "I’ve faced off against Qiao Bixia, I’m not afraid of anyone on the basketball court."

Amidst the laughter and jokes, more classmates gathered at the court.

Tang Zhifei led the team, almost the whole class came to the court to cheer.

Lin Yujing stayed in the classroom due to a cold, lying down to rest.

Li Zheng felt very regretful.

She was a major source of recovery.

He could only try to squeeze out a bit more from Zhang Xiaoke then.

At 12:30 PM, 10 minutes before the game starts, the overwhelming majority from both classes had already gathered at the court.

Some from other classes that didn’t have games today also came by, including some from first year and third year to watch the excitement. Of course, Jiang Qinghua’s fan club among the girls was there.

Of course, there were also a few supporters of Ling Shijie.

After all, when one is young and their mind isn’t yet developed, they are more likely to admire such barbaric strongmen.

As for the other court, since it was a battle between liberal arts classes, there were few spectators.

It was already hard for them to find 10 boys who could play basketball.

The game hadn’t started yet, and the fan group for Jiang Qinghua had already started chanting, "Jiang Shuai Jiang Shuai MVP!"

Li Zheng glanced sideways, and the leaders were those two junior girls.

This organizational skill was good.

You will be important targets to win over.

Just as the game was about to start, a bald head suddenly appeared at the school gate.

"Li Zheng, come here!"

Following the voice, Li Zheng saw Qiao Sheng with a large backpack, waving frantically.

Li Zheng panicked.

At this time, Teacher Hu should still be in the operating room.

Could something have gone wrong?

He hurried over.

Only to see Qiao Sheng drenched in sweat, grabbing Li Zheng and pulling him towards the sports department: "I forgot something important... Come with me quick."

"Is there something bigger than Teacher Hu?"

"Chunmei’s surgery is done, no problems, it was perfect, I just slipped out to bring you something," Qiao Sheng said anxiously, pulling Li Zheng into the room.

In the office, two male sports teachers had just hung up their whistles, ready to leave.

Qiao Sheng immediately stopped the two men: "Class 2 versus Class 4’s game, who’s refereeing?"

"I am," a tall teacher with a middle part asked, "What’s up, Sheng bro?"

"This is, Li Zheng." Qiao Sheng immediately introduced, "From Class 4, my younger brother, you get my drift?"

"Got it, Sheng bro." The tall teacher nodded hesitantly.

"Alright, off you go." Qiao Sheng finally sent the two away.

Li Zheng had always thought that although Lake Ying Middle School was mediocre in level, the school spirit and discipline were still decent, without any ill-mannered bullies.

He was wrong.

Turns out the bad guys were among the teachers.

Without another word, Qiao Sheng took out a set of white and blue trimmed sports vest and shorts from the bag.

"Shougang team uniform, genuine, I’ve kept it hidden for several years," Qiao Sheng began stripping Li Zheng’s clothes as he spoke, "From the 2015 championship scene, signed by Old Marbury."

Li Zheng shivered.

"Stop dilly-dallying, take it off," urged Qiao Sheng, "I still need to rush back to the hospital."

"It’s too valuable, Teacher Qiao."

"Valuable my ass, you can buy it anywhere, I know someone in the club, just went over to get it signed," Qiao Sheng cursed as he looked at Li Zheng’s short-sleeve school uniform, "My younger brother can’t look so unpresentable, get changed quickly."

"Forget about it."

"Still hesitating? The game’s about to start."

"…"

…

Under Qiao Sheng’s coercion, Li Zheng had no choice but to change into the team uniform.

He didn’t know yet, this was a trap Old Li inadvertently dug for him.

Jijing Shougang, the most famous local basketball team and a traditional powerhouse in the CBA.

Now, Li Zheng was wearing the No. 3 team uniform.

This number belonged to Shougang’s legendary foreign aid, super MVP, Stephon Marbury.

Wearing such a uniform.

Undoubtedly.

That was quite shameful.

Not to mention in school, even on street courts, it was very shameful.

But Li Zheng had to admit.

This basketball uniform was indeed very comfortable.

He felt almost like he was floating a bit.

Paired with the already broken-in KD12 basketball shoes.

It was really a bit too strong.

"OJBK!" Qiao Sheng clapped Li Zheng satisfiedly, "I’m in a rush to head back to the hospital, won’t watch your game."

"Yeah, I’ll give it back to you after the game."

"Give it back my ass, hurry up!"