"Don't you like to foul?" He Chao walked halfway and bent down to pick up the ball that Wan Da had just accidentally thrown out. He exerted force with his wrist, dribbled the ball a few times, and spoke with an emotionless tone, "Go ahead and keep fouling."

Xie Yu didn't say anything.

He directly flipped over the stands, propped his hands on the railing, and leaped over, calmly walking towards the Class 3 team amidst boiling cheers.

The two teams stood face to face.

After He Chao finished speaking, he threw the ball to the Class 4 team with a backhand, and the ball landed perfectly at Liang Hui's feet.

Liang Hui said he wasn't afraid of the two school big shots on the other side, but that was definitely a lie.

Although he usually strutted around in class, he only dared to cower in his shell, a typical bully who feared the strong and preyed on the weak. But now, with so many eyes watching him, his rapidly inflating ego and desire to win made him forget about everything else.

The referee blew his whistle a few more times, standing between the two teams to keep them apart, afraid that they might start fighting.

Especially with the people in the stands inciting them and cheering them on.

The students from Class 4 were completely riled up, standing up and shouting, "Go, Brother Hui!"

The referee was getting a headache from all the commotion. "Calm down, what are you doing? Are you playing basketball or fighting...friendship comes first in this game."

At first, Liang Hui didn't quite understand what He Chao meant by telling them to "keep fouling."

After the reorganized team with He Chao and Xie Yu finished discussing tactics on the sidelines and returned to the court, he finally understood the meaning of the phrase: So what if you foul.

It's useless to foul if you can't find the opportunity.

He Chao had been watching the Class 4 team from the stands for ten minutes and had already figured out their tricks: "Later, you guys cooperate with Old Xie. He has strong breakthrough ability and plays fast. Just that when he plays, he won't even recognise his own family, don't count on him cooperating...Be careful not to get hurt by him. Then, sports committee rep, you mark number six, and I'll mark Liang Hui. Let's crush them."

They couldn't do anything about the referee's blindness, and could only prevent the Class 4 team from gathering together to cover up their fouls, hoping to bring the score back in the second half.

Luo Wenqiang was surprised by He Chao's ability to observe the game and nodded repeatedly, "Okay, I'll pay attention and not let Brother Yu hurt me."

Xie Yu was not too pleased and frowned, "Me?"

"What do you mean 'you'?" He Chao draped his arm over Xie Yu's neck and leaned in close, "You, the lone wolf single player, forget about it."

He Chao led a fierce fast break as soon as he stepped onto the court, leaving the home court entirely to Xie Yu. The Class 4 team had never encountered such a wild playing style before and were momentarily stunned.

Liang Hui was being closely watched by He Chao and could only watch as Xie Yu effortlessly passed two defenders without giving anyone a chance to get close.

The attack was too strong, and two defenders couldn't stop it.

"Brother Hui!"

The number six jersey from the Class 4 team finally broke free from Luo Wenqiang's control, but still couldn't get to Xie Yu in time. In a moment of desperation, he shouted, "Block him!"

With a grunt, Liang Hui thought to himself, block his foot, He Chao was guarding him like a thief, he couldn't pass him at all.

As the ball hit the rim and dropped into the basket, the entire Class 3 in the stands stood up and cheered wildly.

Xie Yu's cooperation wasn't too bad either.

In the past half month of preparation for the basketball game, he had played with them a few times. Luo Wenqiang's defensive skills had greatly improved during this time, thanks to several one-on-one matches with Xie Yu.

After scoring, Xie Yu took two steps back and coincidentally ended up next to He Chao. The two of them high-fived each other.

He Chao fanned himself twice and joked, "My little friend is so handsome."

Xie Yu moved to a different position, ready to defend. In a voice only they could hear, he said, "...My boyfriend is handsome too."

Luo Wenqiang had almost twisted his ankle just now. Standing under the basket, he took advantage of this time to secretly move his ankle joint while feeling a bit emotional: Damn, the hot blood of a man.

"Brother Yu! Cool!"

"So handsome! Crush them!"

Listening to these voices in his ear, Liang Hui secretly spit out a breath and his chest heaved violently. He slightly bent over, dribbling the ball in his hand, his eyes fierce: "Damn."

Class 3 was on the defensive, while the team from Class 4 began to take the lead.

Liang Hui attacked with the ball, thinking he could turn the situation around. However, he didn't expect that Xie Yu would defend by attacking and directly steal his ball, skipping the confrontation step altogether.

After two attempts, Liang Hui gradually figured out Class 3's tactics. If two people couldn't block him, then three people would: "Block him to death, fuck this damn guy, as long as Xie Yu's blocked, the rest of them will be easy to deal with."

Liang Hui had a clever plan to control Xie Yu and maintain the score between the two teams, keeping Class 3 from catching up too quickly.

But this plan played right into He Chao's hands.

The Class 4 players assumed Xie Yu was the main attacker and He Chao was just the organizer of the team's movements. Little did they know, once Xie Yu was blocked, He Chao became the main attacker.

He Chao's fake moves and tricks were like playing with the other team, and after a few rounds, he had brought the score up.

"..."

The only people left cheering in the stands were from Class 3, while Class 4's morale continued to plummet.

"Good shot," Xie Yu was sweating and pulled down his jacket zipper a bit, barely stopping it from getting caught on his chest. It was only then that he remembered to look at the scoreboard on the side. "We're only one point away."

He Chao replied confidently, "It's just a matter of seconds."

With less than half a minute left in the game and only one goal needed, the players from Class 3 picked up the pace.

Unnoticed by anyone, Liang Hui gave a strange look to the player in the number six jersey next to him while defending. The number six nodded subtly. He was blocking Xie Yu's ball. Suddenly, he let out a scream and stumbled backwards before falling to the ground.

"Referee - he ran into me!" he shouted.

"He was dribbling and ran into him!" Liang Hui countered.

Xie Yu couldn't believe they would stoop so low: "You motherf***er..."

"If you don't play with fouling, you'll resort to cheating. Your team is pretty good at that," He Chao took the ball from Xie Yu and stopped in his tracks upon hearing this. "Say that again? Who ran into you?"

The situation was out of control. Students from both classes came down from the stands and gathered together, pushing and shoving each other.

"Don't argue, don't fight, friendship comes first!" The referee blew his whistle several times, but still couldn't control the chaotic scene. With a whistle in his mouth, he shouted again, "Friendship comes first!"

Twenty minutes later, the two classes stood in front of the principal's office, lining up in two long rows along the corridor.

"What's going on with you two classes?! You played basketball with such passion that the basketball court wasn't enough for you to show off. What's the meaning of this? Do you want us to build a boxing ring for you? Or organize a free fighting competition?"

"..."

Mad Dog was getting ready to go to the meeting room when he realized there was trouble at the basketball competition again. This time it wasn't just a conflict between two teams, but a clash between over forty students from two different classes.

Mad Dog cursed under his breath, but the students from Class 4 were not backing down. They shouted back, "It was their fault first..."

Xie Yu was getting fed up with the commotion and was about to shout back, but He Chao nudged him with his elbow and whispered, "Don't speak."

Mad Dog's face darkened as he pulled out a set of words he had said many times before, "What basketball competition, what are you even competing for. Don't even think about it anymore, all of you get lost and go play shuttlecock instead-"

Xie Yu and He Chao were standing at the back of the group, and Xie Yu finally understood the meaning behind He Chao's earlier words, "Don't speak."

The basketball competition that Mad Dog fought so hard to win for them has now caused trouble again.

As a gust of wind blew through the hallway, Xie Yu became more sober.

The entire Class 3 lowered their heads and didn't speak, allowing Mad Dog to scold them more and more fiercely, as if they were in the wrong.

Mad Dog almost ran out of breath. As class was about to start, he didn't want to delay the two classes' class time. He paused for a moment and finally said, "Reflect on yourselves and each write a self-criticism. Submit it to my office tomorrow morning. It must be two thousand words. If you're one word short, you'll come to me with your head on the line tomorrow!"

After Mad Dog left, the two classes looked at each other with disgust. Xie Yu was about to go downstairs when he heard Liang Hui sneer behind him.

Xie Yu stopped in his tracks.

He Chao held onto him, afraid that with this little friend's explosive temper, he would immediately pin Liang Hui to the ground: "Alright, next period is Old Tang's class."

However, Liang Hui dragged out his tone and said in a strange and sarcastic manner, "That Old Tang who harassed students and was expelled from a prestigious school, huh."

"..."

He Chao let go of him. "What the hell are you talking about?"

When Old Tang transferred to No. 2 in the previous semester, there were all sorts of rumors. Some said he was recruited by No. 2 with a high salary, while others said he had committed a crime at his previous school. This version of events caused a stir on the school forum for a while, but the post was eventually deleted by the administrator and quickly forgotten.

Liang Hui was quick to throw mud, but he didn't have the guts to fight them again in front of the disciplinary office after he finished.

He had just suffered a blow on the basketball court from Xie Yu's fist to his stomach, and it still ached. "If you dare, don't leave after school tomorrow night."

Xie Yu raised an eyebrow, recognizing the tone of a challenge. He was about to ask where to meet when Liang Hui skillfully listed a series of game names, along with the time and location.

"Broken Heart Cliff in 'Genesis'! Nine o'clock tonight, we'll see if your class dares to come!"

Everyone in Class 3: "..."

"Genesis" was a popular online game that had become a craze on campus, with almost everyone having an account.

Xie Yu remembered that during the summer, Zhou Dalei had become addicted to "Genesis" and ended up getting into a fight over a virtual item, only to unexpectedly run into He Chao and end up writing a self-criticism in the police station.

As he looked at Liang Hui's face, Xie Yu felt like he couldn't decipher what kind of crap was going on in that idiotic brain of his.