Leng Bingling didn't expect Liang ran to use this shameless means to create some accidents for her, and she gave a sneer in her throat.

Her left hand forced to support the ground, bouncing and jumping, like a fish, very flexible, standing straight.

The audience on the stage saw their school flowers fall and cried sadly, "be careful, Bingbing."

Some of them haven't shouted out yet. Leng Bingling has steadily stood on the floor, turned her head and looked at the audience on the stage with soft eyes.

Someone shouted: "Wow, the fall was so beautiful. Our school flower was really strong. She was as light as a swallow. She stood up with a bounce."

Liang Ran's headphones were very sharp. When she heard the shouting from the grandstand, she scolded in her heart: after going crazy, wrestling is still beautiful.

She couldn't help being curious and glanced back at Leng Bingling.

At the moment when she looked back at Leng Bingling, Zhuo Yan came to her. While she was distracted, she reached out and grabbed the basketball she was shooting. Then she skillfully dribbled the ball to the basketball frame of her class.

Liang ran found that the ball she was shooting was robbed by Zhuo Yan. She froze for three seconds before she slowed down. She scolded "TMD" and immediately turned to chase Zhuo Yan.

After Zhuo Yan grabbed the ball and took two steps to dribble, Zhang Nuan caught up with her. Her racking skills were very professional. Without anyone's cover, she dodged left and right. After a while, she came to a place about three meters away from the backboard. She lifted the ball to her waist with both hands and made a three-step layup. The basketball in her hand had been raised from her waist to her head, pushed upward, slightly buckled her wrist, a perfect action, The basketball fell into the basketball circle without error.

When Liang ran chased him, he could only watch the ball falling from the basketball circle.

The students in the stands shouted, "Wow, Zhuo Yan's three-step layup is so beautiful!"

"Perfect!"

……

Zhuo ran turned and looked at the score board. He saw a big word 2 written on the score board of class (2).

Just now she grabbed the ball and held the basketball game. She wanted to be the first person to throw the ball and score. Unexpectedly, she was robbed by Zhuo Yan and her body trembled with anger.

Leng Bingling just ran to her side. She gathered all her anger in her eyes, glanced at Leng Bingling with resentful eyes, and said resentfully, "you did it all."

Leng Bingling glanced at her and ignored her. She didn't want to quarrel with such villains. She just wanted to play well in the court today.

Miao Hui was preparing to serve. When she saw that there were no students in class (2) where Leng Bingling stood, she shouted, "Bingbing, catch the ball."

Miao Hui pushes the ball to Leng Bingling. Liang ran, who is standing next to Leng Bingling, immediately grabs the ball in front of Leng Bingling and takes it away.

Liang ran can't be the first person to shoot and score in the whole game. She also wants to be the first person to shoot and score in class (8).

After she grabbed the ball, she immediately took the ball and rushed forward. As soon as she took the ball, Zhuo Yan immediately appeared in front of her to stop her.

Liang ran turned around. She didn't expect a classmate from class (2) to stop her.

Leng Bingling, not far from her, immediately called out, "Liang ran, give me the ball."

When Liang ran heard the voice, he glanced at her and hummed coldly in his heart: my hand has no power to catch the chicken. I'm afraid to waste my strength by passing it to you.

She has good racket skills and accurate shooting skills. Her goal now is that she is the first scorer in class 8.