Chapter 77: Spicy Teacher

  The newcomer was none other than Han Yu. At this time, he pinched the basketball with his hand, and relying solely on the strength of his five fingers, he firmly controlled it in his hand. Then, with a casual turn, the basketball was topped by one of his fingers and flew up quickly.

  The red-haired boy originally wanted to refuse, but seeing him show this move, immediately changed his tone and said: "Good!"

  Han Yu smiled slightly, the other's decisiveness was somewhat beyond his expectation. On the other side, Zhuo Bu Fan saw him and wanted to squeeze out of the crowd, but was stopped by Han Yu with a glance.

  He glanced at his opponent and smiled, "Basketball may have individual heroes, but it's still a team sport. One person can't change the outcome! Bring out your strongest skills and let's play?"

  This remark seemed to be provocative, but in fact it was said for Zhuo Bufan. After hearing his words, Zhuo Bufan stood there honestly and nodded slightly.

  Next to him, a slightly thin young man glanced at Han Yu coldly. Compared to the red-haired boy, he was much shorter, only about 1.7 meters tall. He looked lean and gaunt, but at this moment, the people around him were all looking at him with inquiring eyes, obviously waiting for him to make a decision.

  His lips parted slightly, and he uttered only one word: "Up!"

  The basketball was thrown up high, Han Yu moved, his body like an arrow off the string, quickly sprang up, grabbed the ball and ran towards the opponent's position. Zhuo Bu Fan's movements were not slow either, but Han Yu just made a fake move, deceiving him who lacked experience. Then he dodged two people, jumped up and dunked!

  Bang!

  Miracles are staged again. Whether it's Han Yu or Zhuo Bu Fan, they are not the kind of people with a very tall stature, but they have terrifying jumping power. Although the height of the basket from the ground is quite difficult for ordinary people, for them, it's an easy task!

  It was probably because of Zhuo Bu Fan's previous dunk that this time's dunk didn't cause too much commotion. Everyone just felt their heart shrink a little. The red-haired boy hooked the corner of his mouth, revealing a faint smile.

  The slightly thin and small guy opposite him, however, narrowed his eyes and gave Han Yu a cold glance. As the saying goes, "a master's move reveals their skill". Only he knew his own affairs, and apart from this newly recruited person whose name he didn't even know, none of them were a match for this young newcomer.

  In that case, it can only be like Tian Ji racing horses, where the lower one wins. He withdrew his gaze and turned to Zhuo Bu Fan: "Wait a moment, I'll hold him back, they will pass the ball to you, you're in charge of shooting, how about it?"

  Zhuo Bu Fan's eyes burst out with a strong fighting spirit, and he nodded: "Don't worry, I won't admit defeat so easily!"

  "Good!" As they changed their tactics, the confrontation between the two sides became more intense. With Zhuo Bu Fan's several three-pointers, the red-haired boy also shifted his defensive focus to him.

  Han Yu also made several three-pointers, and in the middle of it all, he even pulled off a 360-degree windmill dunk. This high-difficulty move ignited their fighting spirit to the extreme, while the opposing team was left staring in awe.

  Zhuo Bu Fan may not have many fancy moves, but his three-pointers from anywhere on the court are basically all net, and indeed have a sense of being unstoppable.

  In this way, both sides were on high alert, and this time it was Han Yu's turn to take the ball. He quickly arrived under the basket, his body suspended in mid-air. However, the thin young man who had been defending him all along suddenly jumped up. Han Yu held the ball in his hand, and for a moment, he didn't notice that he had been flung to one side by the young man's sudden movement. After landing, his body even shook several times.

  "What a powerful burst!" Han Yu looked at him with some surprise, but his body rushed up again. The young man opposite him jumped up again, and Han Yu's mouth curled up in a faint smile, his body leaning back, the basketball in his hand forming a curve, flying towards the basket.

  "Ah!" The young man's eyes were almost bloodshot, his legs kicked forward rapidly, and his body, which had already reached its limit, suddenly surged upwards by a large margin.

  With both hands like a hat, he swung forward and actually hard-boiled the basketball thrown by Han Yu back. However, his head hit the backboard with a speed faster than jumping up and fell back down.

  Actually skipped it.

  Han Yu looked at the scene with some speechlessness, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw Zhuo Bu Fan quickly running over. He made a swift move to grab the basketball into his own hands, then easily threw it into the hoop.

  The basketball fell from the basket and bounced gently on the ground. The people around seemed to have lost their energy all at once, falling silent.

  Han Yu clapped his hands and glanced at the slightly thin young man sitting on the ground, saying lightly: "Not bad explosive power, next time if you play basketball again, remember to call me!"

  "Damn it, what's with your arrogance, I..."

  "Shut up!" A slightly slender young man stood up, coldly stopping his companion's curses. He glanced at Han Yu, then shifted his gaze to the red-haired person, saying in a cold voice: "This time I lost, but it wasn't to you Red Wolf, it was to him. But losing is losing, that's what we agreed on, now it belongs to you!"

  As he spoke, he tossed over a brand new mobile phone.

  "Whatever!" The young man known as Red Wolf flicked his red hair and said lightly, "Since I didn't win it from you, I don't want this thing." With that, he tossed the phone worth four or five thousand back without even looking.

  Han Yu smiled and stood aside watching this scene, Zhuo Bu Fan approached: "Big brother!"

  "Let's go!" Han Yu nodded and turned around calmly, walking away.

  "Wait a minute! Do you know him?" Red Wolf Chen Hang frowned: "What are you people after all?"

  Han Yu turned his head, narrowed his eyes and smiled lightly: "What's the big deal?"

  "Red Wolf, they seem to be the two janitors that everyone has been talking about these past two days!" A younger brother of Red Wolf who was standing next to him saw Zhuo Bu Fan and ran over to grab a broom and stand with Han Yu, finally recognizing them.

  "So it was them?" Chen Hang's eyes flashed with insight.

  Wang Yan, who was standing beside him, also showed a curious expression. For the past two days, the school had been abuzz with rumors about Han Yu and Zhuo Bu Fan, partly due to their arrogance and individuality, but also because of the beautiful senior sister, Xiao Yan's words.

  Xiao Yan's fiery personality was renowned in the twelfth, and her disregard for men was also well-known. Men who could make her look at them differently were truly few!

  "Two of you, if there's nothing else, we'll leave first." Han Yu didn't care what they were thinking, dropped a sentence, and called Zhuo Bu Fan to leave.

  Wang Yan glanced at the backs of the two people and turned to leave in another direction. Chen Hang, who was beside him, thought for a moment and also led his men away. The two of them had similar ideas, both thinking about reporting Han Yu and Zhuo Bufan's matter to their boss as soon as possible.

  Through their contact during the basketball game earlier, they have come to realize that these two people, especially their skills, are not as simple as janitors.

  "Big brother, aren't these two talented?" Zhuo Bufan couldn't help but frown as he saw Han Yu hastily leave.

  "They are talented, but they are not free!" Han Yu said with a slight smile, narrowing his eyes. From the beginning, he had recognized that the two were the leaders of the fight at the school gate before the fat man and Hei Tan appeared. If it weren't for this, Han Yu wouldn't have gone over to play a game with them either.

  I suppose they will report their own messages to their respective big bosses?

  Han Yu's mouth hooked up, the outside situation was changing rapidly, and the attitude of the Crazy Wind Gang was ambiguous and difficult to determine. This made him always a little worried. He didn't have much time and energy to play hide-and-seek with these people, so it would be a good choice for the person he wanted to subdue to take the initiative to contact him.

  Changing the subject, He Zhuo and Bu Fan chatted casually for a few sentences, then the two of them went out to eat a meal, and then headed towards school.

  "Big brother, there's someone following us," Zhuo Bufan said with a slightly displeased frown.

  "Let them follow then." Han Yu said lightly. Since the two of them had dinner outside, he discovered that someone was tailing them. Fatty and Hei Tan were indeed people he looked out for, their reaction wasn't slow!

  Zhuo Bufan was sent to gather information about the Red Wolf and Cannonball gangs, while Han Yu himself wandered into Class 29 of High School with his hands behind his back. The pig-headed teacher who had been beaten up by him that morning was from this class.

  He lightly pushed open the door and walked in. The students in this class still had a deep impression of him, and the crowd that was originally chatting and laughing suddenly closed their mouths when they saw him come in, with a look of surprise and uncertainty in their eyes.

  Wang Shuai's eyes showed a hint of excitement, staring tightly at him, but he didn't make a sound.

  Han Yu's eyes swept across the faces of the crowd, and he said calmly: "Your teacher was beaten by me and is now lying in the hospital. So, this afternoon's open class for your grade will be taught by me!"

  All the students closed their mouths, and the surroundings were so quiet that even the air seemed to have lost its flowing power. The oppressive atmosphere was so strong that even the sound of dandruff falling from their heads could be heard.

  Han Yu, however, seemed to be completely unaware of anything and said on his own: "The principal originally wanted to select a group of top students from the school to form a new Class 9 of Grade 2 to perform in the play. I didn't agree. I believe you are all the best and can work well with me!"

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