Leng Bingling bypassed her classmate and took two steps with the ball. Leng Bingling was very different in front of her. Her eyes, which had been half narrowed just now, were wide open. The expression on her face was not a bit loose and casual, and became very calm.

Zhuo Yan's body shook slightly. Now Leng Bingling is the real Leng Bingling. The Leng Bingling she usually sees is not her real face.

When she meets a really strong opponent, she has to play 12 points to play the next game.

The next time, Leng Bingling opened and hung all the way. As long as the basketball came into her hands, no one could grab her ball. She scored three three three-point goals and directly pulled the score to 9-4.

Every time she scored a goal, there were applause, whistles and shouts in the stands.

(2) The classmate of the class, Leng Bingling threw in, Leng Bingling turned her head sideways and replied carelessly, "I know how to shoot and throw the ball. It seems that there is nothing wrong with it."

Zhang Nuan took a deep breath, "my aunt, there's really nothing wrong with your speech. At your current level, it's not understanding, it's professional."

Qin Huai in the distance had prepared water and shouted, "Bingbing, Zhang Nuan, come and have a drink and have a rest."

Leng Bingling they just wanted to go over, suddenly a boy came to Leng Bingling, "Bingbing, I brought you water and a towel to wipe your sweat."

Leng Bingling looked at the boy in front of her and frowned slightly.

PS: good night