This scumbag is not easy

Chapter 32-The game begins (plus more)

Jump ball start: Yao Ming VS O'Neill (class 2 big center, height 190, weight 120 kg)

The tall Yao Ming looked as small as a child in front of O'Neill.

But he did not give up, relying on his amazing bounce and keen basketball sense.

When he took off, he deliberately pulled the clothes of the opposing big center forward, so he hit the basketball at the first time.

"Pretty, Yao Ming." Liang Siwei exclaimed.

It seems that Yao Ming has the essence of small movements, and usually does this kind of thing.

This is all convicted.

It was reasonable to develop into a professional pickpocket.

The ball fell precisely into the hands of our basketball spokesperson Huang Yiwei.

This is the power of sound.

Huang Yi, who got the ball the first time, was extremely excited for it.

Stepping on the hot wheels, speeding up and running to the basket one after another, a precise, beautiful and perfect reverse basket, giving the opponent two points, laying the tone of the first half of the game.

2 to 0, no one knows why he wants to turn the basket, after all, no one is defending him, there is no one here.

Qin Fei asked him later, and he said that teaching materials can only be made by the other side.

Incisive.

The audience was stunned and stunned, and the opponent's mouth was open and speechless.

New year and a new look.

Opening gift package.

However, some of the girls in the class cheered without knowing what happened, but when they saw everyone else laughed, they were dumbfounded and asked what happened.

"Yiwei Huang, are you crazy? We attacked the left side. Are you undercover." Will was indeed a little impulsive today and shouted directly.

"Huang Yiwei, let's be honest, how much did he charge the other party." Thinking also asked.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I thought I was attacking the right, no one told me."

"Don't you look at the position of the jumper? Isn't it common sense? You are a joke from heaven."

"You played well, you can consider coming to our class next year and arrange a good tactic for you."

Liu Dajiu on the opposite side came over and praised Huang Yiwei, not forgetting to provoke.

In fact, Huang Yiwei is more intimidated in this way.

In the next round, Liu Dajiu, No. 8 of the second class, took possession of the ball and was not in a hurry, as if walking a dog.

The eighth squad also put out a beautiful defensive formation, the barrel formation.

Liang Siwei clings to this Liu Dajiu, and Will is ready to make up for defense at any time.

Others waited for the opportunity to double-team, everything was perfectly arranged according to Coach Chen.

"Wait a moment I will tie my shoelaces."

Huang Yi squatted down and tied his shoelaces again, and the referee signaled the game to continue.

Liu Dajiu lapped for a few seconds and picked up an open jumper, then scored two points, 4-0.

"Referee, I lost my shoelace, why don't I give a timeout."

Huang also refused to accept.

"There is no dead ball, no time-out."

A referee explained very well.

"Dead ball, the ball is dead, I want to cut it with a knife?"

.....

What kind of brain circuit is this.

Finally, it was in the eighth class to attack, thinking has been in possession of the ball, crazily cross-legged flower arrangement, causing the girls to scream crazy.

"Pass the ball."

Will yelled at the side, and he endured it for a long time.

But who Liang Siwei is, there is no passing in his mind.

What is passing, isn't it good to score?

Seeing so many beauties, winning or something is not important.

The important thing is to play!

So he made a breakthrough and plunged into the crowd, creating difficulty for himself without difficulty.

A chaotic battle.

"Hey, where's the ball."

Opposite No. 8 Liu Dajiu, with rich experience, quick eyes and quick hands, one shot, the ball was gone.

Then stepped on the accelerator, galloping fast, an acceleration seemed to pass Huang Yiwei over the road in the early morning, and then a backhand dribbled the ball and shook our handsome Yao Ming into a stake.

The big golden chain on his neck flicked, gleaming, and slapped his face desperately, wouldn't it hurt?

"Wow" exclaimed at the scene.

Qin Fei sneered.

"Kobe, Kobe." The girls in Class 2 went crazy in an instant and their morale boosted.

The excitement is yet to come.

He continued to accelerate, like a tiger descending the mountain, straight into the eighth shift's basket, changing hands to pick the basket in the air, and even escaped Don Will's block, his body was out of balance and scored two points, 6-0.

"Liu Dajiu, you're so handsome." The fans who paid for the invitation yelled involuntarily.

I also danced, twisted my hips, so why not go to the bar.

"Tang Will, you can't guard me, you are destined to be my defeat."

Liu Dajiu turned on his taunting skills again, and took the initiative to rub Tang Will's arm with his huge chest.

This is Porcelain.

Don Will didn't know what was wrong, and his temper came up all at once.

Not all of a sudden, it's been a long time.

Push him away in one fell swoop, man.

Of course, Liu Dajiu was not to be outdone, hammering Will's small chest with his fist, really cruel.

The two immediately scuffled together, like children.

Everyone was dumbfounded, what is going on.

This is too good to see, everyone applauded and watched the two fight.

It seems that the basketball game is add-on, and there is no WWE. It’s fun.

The two wrestlers were competing, and the referee finally reacted and rushed to pull the two.

All the team members pretended to run out and tried to fight.

Qin Fei also ran out and secretly punched Liu Dajiu with two punches, hitting him accurately in the chest.

"Beep Beep Beep" the whistle rang.

The two finally separated. Liu Dajiu's teeth were bleeding, and he still sneered and said, "You are a rookie, weak."

A piece of Will’s chest is missing, but there is no dew point, bad review.

Without a word, he walked aside.

"Why are you fighting again? Didn't you say you are not impulsive?" Qin Fei came up to ask about the situation.

"Can't bear it, this guy wipes sweat on my body. I don't plan to wash this clothes."

......

"I gave you two punches in his chest, no loss."

"Witty, it's a pity that I was entangled. If I didn't hit it, I should still have a chance."

"You stay a little longer, don't get sent off." Qin Fei and Will chatted without a word.

The quick-reacting referee finally made a difficult penalty, two people each and one technical foul.

It is equivalent to no penalty, and the game continues.

Hey, why is there one less person in Class 8, 4 to 5.

What's the matter, there is one more person.

Everyone searched for a long time and found it.

He was still lying on the ground, groaning in pain, but just now everyone focused on Liu Dajiu and Tang Will.

So no one paid attention to him.

It is our bankrupt version of Wu Jian.

Will walked over and asked: "What's the matter with you, who was knocked down, where did you hurt, whether to call the police or report a work injury."

"I don't... let's ask... a replacement." He was out of breath, not pretending.

"asthma?"

"No."

"tired?"

"No."

"What's wrong with that."

"When I was trying to fight, I hugged Liu Dajiu for you, and then I didn't know who was punched twice in the chest. How many ribs should be broken."

......

"Nima, the other side is too insidious, and even made a sly trick." Coach Chen Yuming collapsed.

"No, it's announced that it's reimbursed for the season, and it can't be played. At least three years off."

Class 8 regrets the loss of a general.

Qin Fei thought for a while, and just shot it, between the sparks and flints.

It seems to be a wrong number.

......

Everyone carried the big fat man down, and Qin Fei came over to greet him very friendly.

He hated him very much and threatened to seek justice for him.

Beep Beep, the eighth class of High School requested a substitution.

No. 8 Xie Dongjian replaced No. 15 Wu Jian.

Qin Fei also had to take care of Wu Jian, the big fat man who was reimbursed for the season, to wash his sins, and not to be anxious to play.

The ball is still in the hands of thinking. He is also chic and arranging flowers. He doesn't know how handsome the performances he learned from the folk art troupe anyway, he has been on the same spot without any practicality.

When the time comes, I can only throw the pot out.

He finally passed it to Will, who had no choice but to start directly with a three-pointer.

Hand up the knife and drop it cleanly, brush and advance, 6 to 3.

Wu Jing shouted: "Will, awesome."

The enthusiasm of the people in Class 8 was finally ignited, and they started shaking.

"Can you pass it early, thinking." Tang Will politely wanted to communicate with his teammates.

"No, it's too early, it's easy to make mistakes, and I'm not good at assisting."

...

Liang Siwei didn't think so. The two giants had differences.

"If you throw the pot like this, it's easy to make mistakes."

Don Will yelled without controlling his emotions.

This infighting appeared.

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