Chapter 115

Fierce competition on the pitch, it is common for opponents to collide with each other and get injured, but there are also some people with average skills who want to start with crooked ways, cover the referee's sight and secretly poke under the table to bring down their opponents.

Not to mention that Luo Zihang couldn't bear such shameful means, even Qin Qing despised it.

Moreover, the other party obviously calculated that Luo Zihang's character was impulsive and used the aggressive method twice and again, which directly threatened to imply that it would be unfavorable to Qin Qing.

This is enough to step on and explode the minefield of Luo Zihang, and his fist almost reaches out to the other party's face.

"Zihang." Qin Qing stepped forward, clasped his shoulder and whispered a reminder, "it's not the time to make trouble. It's just the matter of the game on the field."

Although the other party's practice is despicable, anyone will be angry, but he becomes angry and starts to beat people, which is more or less inferior.

In Qin Qing's dictionary, where you fall, you have to stand up.

Those black and white eyes were like a calm sea. They smoothed Luo Zihang's irritability a little and relaxed his fist. Then he calmed his tone and said in a deep voice: "OK, listen to you, but you should be careful later."

In the final analysis, he was still worried about the injury of teenagers.

"Hehe, I'm not so fragile." Qin Qing smiled and bent down to pick up the basketball on the ground. After weighing the feel of the hand, she thought it was quite interesting. "It shouldn't be too difficult."

While talking, she raised the ball in her hand, bent her knees and imitated the pitching action she had just seen. She gently sent the ball into the ball frame. She was slender and tall, handsome and full of points. Then, in the attention of the public, the basketball hit the backboard and made a bang. Then she perfectly avoided the ball frame and fell to the ground.

“……”

“……”

In the silence, Luo Zihang and his fellow sufferers on the sidelines pulled corners of his mouth and were speechless for a moment.

"Ha ha, it's a good ball." the captain of class three was stunned for a long time, turned his head and laughed. He said meaningfully: "as a novice, it's good to touch the backboard."

That doesn't sound good.

Qin Qing was not angry either. She nodded to the other side with full restraint, indicating that the game could start. She turned around and held the ball and asked Luo Zihang, "should the highest scoring point be the three-point ball?"

"Er, yes." Luo Zihang nodded subconsciously. After waiting for the intention of the youth, the muscles on his face twitched twice, "just, ah ye, it's a little difficult to pitch the three-point ball. Why don't you follow me?"

Not to mention that novices can't handle three-point pitching, he can't guarantee his level even if he often plays. Just now, the boy's astringent pitch had destroyed his confidence. Now he just wants to take people with him to avoid being hurt by mistake.

But Qin Qing was still in high spirits. He pointed to the score and shook his head and said, "time is running out. This is the only way."

The only way... Luo Zihang was speechless for a moment. Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Yu Yang shaking his head into a rattle. Finally, he looked away ruthlessly and said vaguely, "that's it."

A dead horse should be a living horse doctor, as long as ah Ye is happy.

Hearing the speech, Yu Yang, who was helped down, only felt suffocated in his heart, his eyes were lax, and whispered: "there are heterosexuals and no humanity, ah no, there are ah ye and no humanity..."

When the first class saw Qin Qing being placed on the three-point guard, they also held a pair of sad tears in silence.

With a beep, the third quarter officially began.

The captain of the third squad who was robbed of the right to serve quickly issued the first instruction, "spare no effort to defend Luo Zihang. Don't let him attack. Lie in the slot. Song ruye doesn't care if the one over there comes back."

This bright strength discrimination made Luo Dashao angry for a while, and the number of attack ways became more and more fierce, which made the other players turn around.

When he got five or six points, he swept the corners of his eyes to the boy who was completely ignored. He was bored. He played a trick under his hands and shouted, "ah ye, catch the ball."

The voice fell, and the basketball had been drawn to the three-point line in a parabola and steadily fell into the hands of the youth.

The other three or four people were still trying their best to stop. Leng Buding was caught off guard. Later, he saw the boy holding the ball, but there was no defense around him.

"Shit." the captain of class three cursed, then raised the volume and shouted, "hold the rebound for me, anyway, he can't throw..."

The ball landed with a bang, firmly blocking the last word "Jin".

The sound of cheering and shouting in the stands stopped, and the mutual extrusion of the two teams under the backboard also stopped. Luo Zihang also maintained the action of passing the ball, and the big mouth of the captain of the third squad was pressed the pause key.

Only a handsome young man in a clean school uniform tilted his head, smiled and bent his eyebrows, "three points, it's not very difficult."

It's not hard... It's hard... It's hard

In the silence, the young man's quiet voice echoed in the people's ears and knocked his chin off the ground.

The captain of the third squad had a dreamy expression on his face. He opened his mouth and breathed for a long time before he read his heart, "this... Happens?"

I think so

Luo Zihang even couldn't help responding in his heart. Then he remembered the terrible operation of the black boy in the Internet cafe last time. Suddenly, he was messy in the wind.

There wouldn't be such a perverted species here.

However, when the referee's whistle sounded, because the opponent's attention was not focused, he missed the ball to the teenager's hand again, and then the slender fingertip threw it gently, and the basketball drew a beautiful arc and fell into the ball frame again, the accidental statement was already untenable.

"Lying in the trough, back to defense! Back to defense!" the captain of the third squad blasted the foul language, pointed to the position of the three-point line and shouted, "stare at him, stare at him for me!"

A few minutes ago, people who didn't look into their eyes at all became a big trouble at this time. No one can adapt to this change.

Several seconds after the order was given, the talents of class three ran over one after another and stared at the boy with the same eyes as looking at the monster.

The latter stood still, stuck to the point of the three-point line, looked at the players around him, raised his eyebrows and smiled meaningfully at Luo Zihang.

Next, it's your home.

Suddenly, the boy followed his last move. Luo Zihang was moved, raised his eyebrows and eyes, and showed a rare bright smile. His fingertips were powerful and powerful all the way.

"Luo Zihang, song ruye, come on!"

"Luo Zihang, song ruye, come on!"

……

I don't know who started it. When I came back to God, the shouting was the only two names.

Luo Zihang is like a tiger out of the box, the attack is like a flood, and the dunk cap bounce is extremely strong. Qin Qing, who is firmly on the three-point line, is like a lion patrolling the jungle. As long as the ball gets into her hand, she shoots 100 times and never fails.