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Lin Xiaoyi was speechless, but she gave up on the idea to persuade Wang Lele.

If even Wang Lele was not prepared to go over and persuade her, then it would not be good for her to go over by herself. She could only be secretly anxious in her heart, and hope that Liu Lang could really create another miracle.

"Haha!" [I will never be able to keep up with my words!] You promised me yourself, you can't go back on your word! " Zhang Ziyu was afraid that Liu Lang would change his mind, and immediately laughed, before saying that word 'Liu Lang'.

If Liu Lang went back on his word, then he wouldn't be a gentleman.

Normally, high school students like them were in the prime of their youth. As for gentlemen and villains, the majority of them would choose to be gentlemen, unwilling to be villains.

But Liu Lang was different, he would not care about this.

In this society, a gentleman dies early, and only a vile person can live longer.

However, although Liu Lang did not mind being a gentleman, since he had agreed to vote again, he would definitely not go back on his words.

Therefore, Liu Lang smiled and brushed past Zhang Ziyu, walked to the basket where he had scored the previous goal, and picked up the basketball. Liu Lang laughed and brushed past Zhang Ziyu, walked to the basket where he had scored the previous goal, and picked up the basketball.

"What the f * ck!" This one! "

"Not only is Liu Lang going to throw the ball, he also doesn't even look at the basket. He's simply the emperor of a pretentious world! "

"You don't understand shit! This is called Shuai Guo! "

"If we don't score this goal, Liu Lang can say that it's because he wasn't aiming at the target that he didn't enter. If he aimed at the shot, he would definitely be able to enter, but if you can't even see this, how can you survive?"

"So that's how it is!"

Many people were shocked and came to a sudden realization.

At this moment, including Lin Xiaoyi and Wang Lele, they all thought that it was Liu Lang's idea.

Zhang Ziyu sneered again and again, "If this ball enters, I, Zhang Ziyu's name would be flipped upside down …"

However, he was only halfway through his words when he stopped.

Because in the next moment.

Crash! *

Yet another hollow in the net!

Everyone: "..."

Everyone was dumbfounded, their jaws almost dropping to the ground!

Inwardly, they were all surprised: This is f * cking okay?

Zhang Ziyu's vision went black, and he almost fainted on the spot. He could even enter with such a speed, what else could he not do?

How could she compete against him?

"What did you just say that I didn't hear clearly? "Say, if I scored, how did you get your name?" Liu Lang smiled at Zhang Ziyu. It looked cheap, and it made people want to rush up and punch him.

Zhang Ziyu wanted to punch him twice, he wanted to punch him ten times, a hundred punches!

But he didn't dare.

Zhang Ziyu knew, even if another ten of him were to come, he probably wouldn't be a match for Liu Lang alone.

If he rushed over to beat Liu Lang up, wouldn't that mean he had slapped his own face?

But what now?

Not only did Liu Lang score all the goals, he might have gotten lucky the first time. Or was it luck?

Although it was possible.

But this time, Liu Lang didn't even look at the basket. No, there was no exception. This was completely impossible.

But, Liu Lang had done it.

This made him want to say something, but he had nothing to say.

"Haha …" Zhang Ziyu only smiled, he did not know how to reply to Liu Lang. Did he have to admit that he had just said it?

What did it become?

Yu Zhitong?

Therefore, he refused to admit it even if it meant his death, feigning ignorance.

"Although I do not know if you are trying to say that it is an old vow to write your name backwards, I do not intend for you to do so." Liu Lang said indifferently.

Hearing the first half of Liu Lang's words, Zhang Ziyu's heart tensed up. He was extremely nervous.

But when Liu Lang said the latter half of the sentence, he became relaxed.

Fortunately, it seems that Liu Lang wasn't as despicable as he thought.

However, this thought did not last for even five seconds, before Liu Lang's following words almost made him spit blood and die.

Liu Lang said: "I have decided, after all, vowing is a very serious matter, if you do not comply, there is a very high possibility of you being punished by the heavens."

"I am a very kind-hearted person. I can't stand to see others suffer the wrath of heaven, so I decided that you don't need to reverse your name and change it directly! "Hmm …" What should I call you? Oh, right, let's call it Zhang Ziyi or Zhen Zidan! "

Puff!

The surrounding classmates burst into laughter. Liu Lang was really too sarcastic.

If you want to make Zhang Ziyu sound like it, then just say it, and say it is because you are kind, and don't want others to be punished by the heavens, damn it, you are just swearing, who knows how many people will swear on it every day, and how many will break their vows, why have you never seen anyone punished by the heavens.

But then again, what made them laugh wasn't that, but the name Liu Lang had asked him to change; it was just too touching.

Zhang Ziyi? Zhen Zidan?

Haha, can you not be so ridiculous.

On the other side, it was only Zhang Ziyu.

Puff!

He also sprayed.

Of course, he wasn't laughing to the point of spitting out blood.

"Hey, why are you vomiting blood? Do you have asthma? "

Liu Lang pretended to be shocked, and spoke sincerely, "Zhang Ziyi, oh Zhen Zidan, what do you want me to say! Since you're sick, why are you carrying a basketball to school? People who are sick should stay at home and recuperate, so as not to worsen their illness. That's not good, is it? Zhang Zi Dan? "

Puff!

Everyone laughed out loud.

And then, pfft!

Zhang Ziyu spat out another mouthful of blood.

Liu Lang's words were too harsh, it was fine if he said that Zhang Ziyu was sick, but the key thing was that he called her Zhang Ziyi and Zhen Zidan by their names, and even softened them in the end.

Haha, why didn't you call him Zhen Ziyi?

"Aiyaya, Zhen Ziyi, why did you vomit blood again? Was he really ill? Do you want me to make an emergency call for you? It might even be possible to save him now! "

Liu Lang laughed and said: "I say, what are you all looking at? Why aren't you calling 120? This person is going to bleed to death, don't you have a shred of sympathy? Seriously, why is the quality of our countrymen so low these days? If I didn't have my cell phone, I would have... "Eh, I think I have a phone?"

Liu Lang said, he took out his phone and looked, yo, there's no more battery!

"Sigh, my phone ran out of battery, that's why I didn't call 120. Which one of you has a bit of a phone? Hurry up and call one!" 'Is this Zhen Ziyi or Zhang Ziyi or Zhen Zidan … ' "Damn, there are so many names, who gave them away!"

Liu Lang scolded, "In short, quickly make a phone call. What are you standing there for?"

Everyone: "..."

Aren't you the one who got all these names?

Also ask who got... Really …

However, looking at Zhang Ziyu's condition, he did not seem to be in a good state. He had already fainted and was spitting blood on the ground.

Thus, all the students with cell phones also called 120.

Soon, the ambulance arrived …

This news had also alarmed the school's upper echelons. The Vice Principal and quite a few senior year leaders had also heard the news and rushed over.

After the doctor carried Zhang Ziyu onto a stretcher and sent him to the ambulance, the Vice Principal walked over with a cold expression and asked a bunch of his classmates, "What happened?"

However, before the students could reply, a grade teacher walked over and whispered something into the vice principal's ear.

When the vice principal heard this, his eyes bulged and his legs went limp. He nearly fell to the ground.

Oh my god!

It was Young Master Zhang!

He had spat out blood all over his body just a moment ago, but he really couldn't recognize the man at that moment!

F * ck! This time, he was out of fun!

He might not be able to keep his black muslin hat anymore!

The Vice President was very angry and asked again with a cold expression, "Speak! What exactly is going on? "