Lin Yuanyuan pushed An Fei, "Your High-Strange Classmate, he is on the stage, are you happy?"

"Hmph, he will play when he comes on the court. Why does it mean to me? Whether he is a senior or not has much to do with me."

Speaking one thing in words, An Fei’s heart is another thing in her heart. This is the right thing in a girl’s mind.

Anfi whispered, “Come on.”

Gao Jian's feet were settled and shouted, "Come on."

The ball was passed to Liu Feng's hand, and Gao Jian ran directly to the opponent's stadium.

"You don't need to be taught at all. Your running is innate. Your sensitivity to basketball is even stronger than that of ordinary people. This is what makes you very powerful."

An Zemeng talked to herself for a moment. Gao Jian did not stop running for a moment. He kept running, and the players who defended him were exhausted. He couldn't keep up with him, so Gao Jian was in his hand.

Take a step forward and make a steady and steady mid-range shot. The movements are not very elegant. The key is that the basic skills are still there, and there is no one defending them.

The first time he made the ball, he hit the ball, and what surprised his players even more was that the ball did not hit the rebound.

Coach Chengzhilan is so popular, "Follow up a little, how did you guard against others."
Chapter completed!