My billionaire husband spoils me too much
Chapter 782

Chapter 782The students in the third year of high school were under great mental pressure. The schoolencouraged them to exercise more and improve their physical fitness.At the top classes like class one were all smart students, but most of them were weak, andincompetent in sports.Every year when it came to the sports competition, their class teacher was vexed for they couldn'tpick out some proper candidates in the class.“Christina.” Every sports competition, she would be called to attend the match.For her class teacher, she could be useful sometimes.Yet Christina, who was sitting in her seat, suddenly raised her head and grunted, “This is the schoolbasketball match.”The boys’ basketball match, what did it have to do with her?Why should she have to participate in the sports competition? This time, did she need to dress upas a man?She then silently glanced at the class, her face darkened. Were the boys in the class so weakalready?Last night in the library, Sonny, the class monitor, suddenly confessed to her. He was a nice guy, butshe didn't like this kind of gentle and quiet boy. Even since she was a little girl, she had been taughtby her grandfather, a general, that the men who couldn't go to the battlefield were not real men. Inthis class, the boys were way too frailooking, none of whom was her cup of tea.The class teacher stood on the podium feeling helpless. Looking into her big bright eyes, he thenturned and said, “You're the cheerleader of our class.”Chad Wellens took the initiative to sign up. He was glad that he played basketball well.Junior, I suggest you reconsider it. The “battlefield’ is dangerous.”His adorable image was deeply rooted in people's hearts, and it was heard that he was a relative ofthe principal. Many girls in the class kindly reminded him not to go,Yet he just smiled"Are you good at basketball?” Christina also turned to ask him.He then iminediately replied, “Not bad” Back then, he worked out like crazy to lose weightSeering to be very dissatisfied with his answer, she sighed and went back to her seat.“Senior, I will work hard.” All of sudden, he mustered up the courage to promise her.And the other boys in the class who had participated in the competition also immediately felt astrong fighting spirit. “Christina, remember to work hard to cheer us on. Let other classes envy us..We'll let them see how wise and courageous we are!”“Christina, you really know how to inspire them.” May Fain gave her a look of praise.Expressionless, Christina actually wanted to persuade them to give up the competition.Looking at their excited face, she felt that they were silly. She then muttered in a low voice, “They'lljust get beaten up when they went on stage. What's there to be happy about?”Most importantly, she didn't want to be this stupid cheerleader in the scorching sun. She wanted togo to the library or back to the dormitory to lie down,Crystal, who was on her side, could not help but laugh after hearing that.After all, they were in the same class. In the afternoon, almost the whole class gathered in theplayground to watch the game. After the draw lots, they fought with Cindy's class, the class 25, anotorious gathering place for bad students.These poor students who didn't like to study were very well developed. They were all tall and strong,especially the leader, who looked more than 7 feet tall. He looked like a professional basketballplayer. Right now, he was spinning a basketball with his finger.“Today is the first day of the league matches. We will try our best to be merciful on you...” The boyin class 25 stood forward and was aggressive."Don’t worry, we won't let you look too bad, lest you are eliminated in one round. Then there will beno chance to torture you later, hahaha.” These guys were very arrogant.Class 25 had always been extremely displeased with their class one. So what if they were good atstudying? If they dared to participate in this competition, class 25 would take the opportunity totake revenge.In the tense atmosphere, the cheerleaders of class 25 spared no effort and shouted. Yet Christinasighed, hoping that the match would be over soon.In the first minute, the opponent jumped and dunked, looking very handsome.The morale of class 25 was sky-high.May cheered for her class, “Don’t be discouraged. It's just the beginning.”However, Christina didnt have much faith in their class. How could they be so unlucky to fightagainst thestrongest opponent? Cindy, who was standing opposite, smiled brightly while wavering her handshigh and winking at them, with an arrogant expression.The court was like a battlefield, who laughed last laughed best.It was true that there was a huge disparity in strength between the two classes. But Christina feltthat winning or losing was not important. There were no prizes anyway.Yet to Cindy's class, now that they finally had a chance to show off, they shouted that they wouldnot let these top students score, not even once.“Come on, junior!”“Chad, you're so handsome!” Later, things took a turn for the better for class one.In the first 15 minutes of the first half, Chad suddenly threw a beautiful three-pointer, which wentstraight throughthe net.Even the opponents stopped in surprise, and soon May raised his eyebrows and cheered for herteam.He skipped grades to take the SAT. Basically, he was two years younger than all the boys present.Such a junior student threw several three pointers in a row. There were bursts of applause at thescene, and people from other classes also gathered to watch.The score of the two classes in the first half ended in a 24-24 tie.All the points in their class were scored by his three pointers, and he instantly became the savior oftheir class. During the intermission, everyone stepped forward to hand over water and scarves,asking with concern.“Chad, you're such a good three-point shooter.”Right now, his short hair was drenched in sweat, and so was his shirt. It was a strain for him. And hecould not get close to the opponents’ defense line alone, so he could only throw three point shotsfrom afar. Although with great skills, he had no helper on his side, which was tiring to him."Our class's reputation depends on you.” A boy patted him on the shoulder and teased him.Chad then picked up a bottle of mineral water and poured it down his throat. He deliberatelysearched for Christina in the surrounding crowd. But she did not come over and only looked at himfrom afar. Being surprised by his bravery, she smiled and gave him a thumbs-up gesture of praise.Feeling pleased, he was full of strength again.Three years ago, to lose weight, he made up his mind and was ruthless to himself. His fatherthought that he liked sports, so he found a professional athlete to teach his son how to playbasketball.Intoxicated in her praise, he felt that he would soon be favored by this tough senior sister.However, things didn't go as planned. In the second half, he couldn't even get a chance to touch theball. The other team sent four tall and robust men to surround him. No one could see what wasgoing on. The next second, his right leg was kicked. And he fell down, hugging his injured leg with apainful look on his face.The teacher and referee immediately stopped the game nervously and then ran over to check onhim. It seemed that his injury was serious.“Go to the health clinic and ask the doctor to come.”Chad was their principal's nephew, and the teacher was worried about being blamed.The two classes had held a deep grudge against each other, and now it completely exploded.The top students in class one were usually gentle, and how they scolded angrily, “You guys are toomuch. And your mind is full of shit. You're only capable of doing such a mean thing. Future scum ofsociety! Scourge!”“Damn it, you wanna die?” A boy from class 25 punched him directly.And their fight soon turned into a group fightThe scene was very chaotic. —The other teachers on the basketball court rushed over to chase them away.Right now, being injured, Chad couldn't walk. Someone took advantage of the chaos and kicked hisinjured leg again. Everyone was wearing school uniforms and couldn't tell who was the culprit. Andhis turned pale in pain. The referee at the side was frightened, having no idea what to do.“Can you stand up if I assist you?”A voice rang in his ear. The girls had already run away in fear, but Christina ran towards him instead.Looking at her in a daze out of shock, he didn't reply for a moment.Yet she felt that he might not have the strength to walk. “Then I'll carry you.” She then squatteddirectly in front of hirn and urged, “Hurry up!”Although he was thin, he was a boy after all, and his body was heavy. But she carried him out of themessy crowd while panting.She gritted her teeth and carried him to the football field. At this time, the doctors in the healthclinic rushed over and put him on the lawnEven now, he didn’t snap out of the moment. She stood next to him and scolded, “If you didn'tleave just now, theywould kick you again. You stupid!” There were a few guys in class 25 who acted recklessly hingingon their powerful families.When he was scolded by her, he immediately came back to his senses. His face was flushed frombeing scolded by her. He looked up and stammered, “I, I'm not stupid.”He was afraid that she would despise him.The doctor held him down and treated his leg injury. “Don’t move. You seem to have broken a bone.We have to go to the hospital now..."When Chad heard that he needed to go to the hospital, he didn’t seem afraid. Instead, he turnedaround and looked straight at her."What's that look in your eyes? Why are you looking at me?”Stared at by him, she couldn't stand his pitiful look and agreed to accompany him to the hospital inthe end.Knowing that a student was injured and being sent to the hospital, the students were discussingheatedly and looking at the ambulance...The school doctor helped him onto the stretcher and into the ambulance. And meanwhile, she alsogot in and accompanied him. The ambulance then quickly drove out of the school.At this moment, a low-key black Maserati drove into the campus and passed by the ambulance.Patrick had only casually glanced at the glass window of the ambulance and suddenly stepped onthe brake.

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