Yun Junche walked toward me slowly with his hands in his pockets, stretched out one hand and grabbed a basketball with one hand, and turned it slightly with his fingers. The ball rotated steadily on his fingers.
Looking at the girls around...
I was stunned by his posture.
Sweat, that’s not the case!
"Mengmeng, do you want to play?" Yun Junche asked me with a provocative face.
I hesitated and asked him curiously: "One-on-one, three-on-three, or five-on-five?" I'm relatively good at basketball.
"Two versus two."
"OK." He turned around and looked at Murong Qiu: "You are on the same team as me, when the time comes..." I whispered the rest of the words to Murong Qiu.
Yun Junche also temporarily arrested someone. We played half-court basketball, which was not too hard. We were ready to go.
People at the stadium were already sitting in the auditorium watching this interesting game.
When the whistle sounded, Murong Qiu and Yun Junche competed for the ball. Murong Qiu was nearly 1.8 meters tall, but his jumping ability was obviously not as good as Yun Junche's, so the ball fell into Yun Junche's hands.
He slapped the basketball easily without any sense of nervousness. Even when carrying the ball, he put one hand in his pocket and walked instead of running.
Do you look down on me? You are so unhurried in front of me?
His eyes flashed, and he showed a hint of evil smile: "Mengmeng, if you don't score a goal in the result of the game, you can come to my house to sleep today!"
Suddenly, my cheeks felt hot and I was stunned. Fortunately, he spoke in a low voice, so only Murong Qiu heard him.
Damn it, didn’t he slander my innocence?
When I was stunned, he made a three-pointer.
"Ah---------" The girls in the audience were screaming and throwing flowers. It was just the cheerleaders who were waving flags and cheering. Is it worth it?
3 to 0, 6 to 0, 9 to 0, 12 to 0
Yun Junche is so fast. Although he dribbles the ball in a leisurely manner, as soon as I get close to him, he will bypass my blocker with lightning speed and successfully shoot.
The time is almost over, no matter what, I will definitely score a goal.
I kicked off the ball, and they adopted a one-to-one tactic. Yun Junche stared at me, and I slapped the ball face to face with him. His expression was full of evil.
I glanced to the right, and just as he was about to move, I turned around and took the ball away from the left.
This means that you never tire of deceit. Whether it's fighting, playing basketball, studying, or working, there are countless fogs. It just depends on whether you want to believe it or not.
Just now my eyes drifted to the right. He thought I was going to dribble the ball to the right, but on the contrary, I was dribbling the ball to the left.
"Xiaoqiu, squat down for me!" I want to win this ball with the most handsome posture.
Murong Qiu bowed down at the basketball hoop properly. I took off with the ball and stepped on Murong Qiu's back for a slam dunk. The ball went in.
The audience was filled with cheers from the boys. You lost the ball but you can’t lose to others. Keep your best show and no one will pursue the things that you didn’t score before.
Not to mention how handsome I am now, what a beautiful slam dunk posture. As soon as I let go, my whole body fell steadily to the ground: "Hee."
"Humph, you really do not forget to show off wherever you go." Yun Junche asked me dissatisfied.
"Of course." I hope no one knows about my suffering. I always don't understand why everyone envies me when I'm with Yun Junche and the others.