Li Wenjun looked serious and said nothing. Only now could he help laughing angrily: "Is this playing basketball? This is a group fight."
These women really skipped the competition process and went straight to the post-game brawl!!
Seeing her usually gentle mother being caught, struggling to escape, and then throwing a ball into the basket, Dot's big eyes widened, and her little head was already disconnected from fear.
When she heard Li Wenjun's voice, she trembled, turned her head and buried her face in Li Wenjun's arms, sobbing: "It's wrong to fight."
Li Wenjun realized that the scene just now shocked the child even more, and hurriedly reassured him: "Yes, fighting is wrong. Mom is not fighting with others, they are playing ball."
These words can really only be used to coax the children.
The referee was angry at the chaos and forced a timeout on both sides.
Gu Zhanyan's hair was also torn apart, and he could only tie it into a ponytail.
Compared with the old-fashioned and tacky braid before, this ponytail completely exposed her long, snow-white neck.
Although she has given birth to a child, she is actually only 20 years old, which is the best time for a woman. Staying indoors all day makes her skin, which is already fairer than others, even fairer.
After exercising for a while, it became even more white and rosy, and it could be broken by blowing a bullet.
The key is that he is in good shape.
Wearing blue striped sports shorts on her body, her thighs look white, straight and long.
Li Wenjun was distracted for a moment.
I heard people say before that watching school beauties play ball is so enjoyable, but now I realize that this is what it feels like.
"My wife is so beautiful." Li Wenjun swallowed and said to himself.
It's a pity that I watch it in the same room every day but can't touch it.
Li Wenjun recalled the words he had to remind himself every day: Come on, catch up with Gu Zhanyan quickly. Only then can you be lucky (sexually) in the rest of your life.
Listening to what Gu Zhanyan’s coach said, he couldn’t get to the point.
Li Wenjun hugged Diandian, took a long step, and walked directly from the audience to the sidelines.
When the teachers saw Li Wenjun coming, they started talking like they were seeing a savior.
"Oh, Master Jun, you are here. They are too much. Is anyone playing like this?"
"That's right, it's just a rogue thing."
"What should I do if they continue to act rogue like this later? Please give me some advice."
Li Wenjun smiled: "Don't panic. Both teams can only have five people. Their team has no one who can fight at all. You still have Teacher Gu, what are you afraid of?"
The teachers looked at each other.
Li Wenjun added: "Each person guards one, and the remaining one cannot guard against Teacher Gu at all. Don't fight in a melee, leave the middle position vacant, and let Teacher Gu have enough space to move."
The teachers understood instantly.
When the police team saw Li Wenjun going to the school team, they became even more nervous and cursed in a low voice.
"Shameless, you even call for foreign aid."
"That's it, a grown man is meddling in a women's basketball game."
"Do you think we are afraid of this? You can still fight."
Wang Xiaolan sneered: "Why panic? He can only shout a few times from the sidelines, but he can't go up to the game by himself. So what if he can fight."
She has long been dissatisfied with Gu Zhanyan's beautiful face, which is only as big as a palm. She will find an opportunity to give Gu Zhanyan a hard slap on his face later.
It's a game anyway, no one can do anything to her.
The referee blows the whistle and the game resumes.
Li Wenjun said in Gu Zhanyan's ear: "Pull the ball and avoid her. Don't let her have a chance to have physical contact with you."
Gu Zhanyan blushed and nodded quickly and went up.
Others thought the young couple were talking about love and exchanged ambiguous looks.
When Wang Xiaolan saw her, she became even more jealous and went crazy.
They had already broken up with each other just now, and these women didn't care about the rules of the game.
The team planned to upgrade the formation they just had so that Gu Zhanyan would never be able to break free.
But he didn't expect that the ball from the school team would be passed to Gu Zhanyan, and one by one he would drag the players from the school team to the corner and the sideline.
"What?"
"Let go, you bitch."
"Referee, are you a dead person?"
The coach of the institutional team was furious and yelled and cursed.
The teacher of the sub-varsity team no longer cared about being polite and just hugged each other without letting go.
The referee laughed and screamed on the sidelines: "Eh, eh, eh, wonderful. Compared with previous years, there are new tricks. This is a one-on-one duel."
The coach of the institutional team pointed at the court and glared at the referee: "This is still not a call."
"This kind of thing is not directed at the player holding the ball, so you don't have to call it." The referee rolled his eyes seriously, "What are you talking about? Just wait and see! Are you the referee, or am I the referee?"
The coach was choked to the point of being speechless and did not dare to say anything else. After all, if she continued to be verbose, the referee could suspend her.
When they were arguing, Gu Zhanyan had already used several technical moves to bypass Wang Xiaolan and went straight to the basket.
When the agency team served, the situation did not improve.
Because none of them could hold the ball firmly, they either ran around the court with the ball and were stopped by the referee, or the ball rolled on the ground and they all hunched over to chase the ball.
As long as a member of the school team grabs the ball, he will give it directly to Gu Zhanyan, and then repeat the same tactic just now.
The cheerleaders of the government team felt that they were really unlucky to encounter the same looping playback in the afternoon and evening.
The score rose to 32:0 leisurely.
Seeing that the game was about to end, and the team members were about to have their heads shaved for the first time in history, Wang Xiaolan was completely furious.
The referee whispered to Gu Zhanyan and the others: "Don't make them look too ugly."
At this moment, even if Wang Xiaolan stood under the basket and shot, the score would not be able to catch up.
As soon as the game started, Gu Zhanyan and the others stood directly on the center line and stopped moving.
Wang Xiaolan ran to the basket with the ball and then threw the ball.
Not entering.
Reinvest.
Still not entering...
Just like this, I made five consecutive shots without scoring.
The entire court was silent, only the sound of the basketball hitting the backboard echoed desperately on the court.
Seeing that the game time had passed, the referee did not blow the whistle.
Wang Xiaolan tried her best to hit the backboard, because as long as the ball did not touch the backboard or flew over the backboard and out of bounds, the referee would definitely blow the whistle.
The audience was a little impatient and murmured underneath.
"What's going on? Are hundreds of people going to watch Wang Xiaolan practice shooting all night?"
"You should be brave enough to get in quickly."
"Oh, what is a dying struggle? This is it."
Wang Xiaolan became more and more panicked as she threw, and finally she just threw it away randomly.
The ball hit the rim and rolled to Gu Zhanyan's feet.
Gu Zhanyan picked it up, carried it to the basketball team's basket, and raised his hand.
Thread the needle and it goes in.
The referee breathed a sigh of relief and immediately blew the whistle: "End of the game. 32:2. Our school team wins."
The audience cheered.
Wang Xiaolan was ashamed and angry, and shouted at Gu Zhanyan at the top of her lungs: "Gu Zhanyan, who asked you to help me shoot? Who do you think you are, you bastard!"
