People from the public administration department had already arrived on the basketball court. As soon as people from the art department arrived, the game naturally started quickly. There were thousands of spectators, and there was a beauty like Feng Binning in the audience.
People from both the public administration department and the art department put in a lot of effort.
The competition continued, and although the voices of the art department cheered louder, the score of the art department on the scene continued to fall behind. There was no way, although the art department was full of beauties, the number of boys was relatively small.
Moreover, most of the boys who are engaged in art are not that interested in sports, so a department can barely put together a team. If you want such a team to win in the competition, then there is no point in it.
It's really a luxury wish.
"Damn, these guys are robbing so fiercely, it's easy to get hurt." A boy from Chu Feng's class said from the side. Chu Feng and the others didn't leave at this time. Chu Feng wouldn't leave until Chu Feng finished his exercise today.
As for Zhou Wen and the others, if they could get here, they would never leave right after they started.
"ah!"
Just as the boy finished speaking, a cry of pain rang out, and a guy from the art department suddenly fell to the ground. He was not careful during the fight, and his foot was twisted immediately.
"I'm really stupid. If there are no substitutes from the Art Department, wouldn't this basketball game end early?" The boy said gloomily. This possibility is indeed possible. Although there are some men from the Art Department,
But without two brushes, not many people would have the courage to go up and embarrass themselves in front of so many people at this time.
However, the art department is not that rubbish. As soon as the boy went down, another boy came to the basketball court. But something terrible happened. In just a few minutes, the art department actually
Another person ends up injured!
"How's it going? Which of you is a little better, please go up quickly!" the monitor of Class 1 of the Art Department said anxiously. There are only three classes in total, except for the four on the court and the two who were injured.
There are three boys, and of those three boys, there are only two at this time. The only two boys, you look at me and I look at you, there is helplessness in your eyes.
"Well, I've never played basketball before, and I don't even know the rules." One of them said with a wry smile. "It's not that I don't want to contribute to the class. It's just that I'm out of breath after running a few steps, and it's useless to play." Another compared.
The fat boy said.
"Do we still want to fight? It's only been about ten minutes. If there is really no one left, why don't you just grab someone here?" Among the five people in the Public Administration Department, one of them must be at least 1 meter tall.
The guy from Jiu raised his voice, and while he was speaking, he was still playing with the basketball in his hands. Although he was speaking to everyone in the art department, his eyes mostly fell on Feng Binning.
Luo Bin is a sophomore in the Department of Public Administration and a member of the school's basketball team. His family conditions are relatively good. As for himself, he is tall and handsome. In addition, he has good basketball skills, so for himself
He is also relatively confident. He is looking forward to this basketball game between the Department of Public Administration and the Department of Art. He is thinking that if he performs well, he might be able to get the beauty Qing Mi.
But it had only been ten minutes, and the art department had declined even before many of its best tricks were used. Naturally, Luo Bin felt a little unwilling, so he said those words.
"Silly boy, you still think that just a few basketball moves can impress Feng Binning." Chu Feng muttered in his heart. Most of the people present could see Luo Bin's thoughts, but they didn't know Feng Binning like Chu Feng did.
Bing Ning is actually so powerful, so the look they looked at Luo Bin was not as weird as Chu Feng's.
"What do you think?" asked the monitor of Class 1 of the Art Department. The monitors of Class 2 and Class 3 all nodded slightly. This kind of thing has happened in the history of Yangcheng University. When a department has no one to replace,
Sometimes you can pull someone from the surrounding audience to replace you, but when this happens, no matter what the final score is, the team that needs to pull someone has already lost.
"Feng Binning, give the basketball to Feng Binning, let Feng Binning throw the ball!" Suddenly a voice in the crowd said loudly, and as soon as the guy said his words, he got a lot of responses.
"Feng Bingning!" "Feng Bingning!"
In just a short period of time, the voice on the basketball court was already quite high! This situation made Feng Binning on the edge of the court frown slightly, but after taking a look at Chu Feng's side, Feng Binning's face
There was a faint smile on his face.
"Okay, let me point to an individual, but forget about throwing the ball. The basketball is quite heavy, so it won't be good if it hits someone." Feng Binning said with a chuckle. As soon as she spoke, everyone suddenly became silent.
, so although her voice was not loud, basically everyone could hear her clearly.
"She is indeed a monster-level beauty. Even if the leader speaks, it is difficult to make everyone quiet down all of a sudden. But this girl Feng Binning did it easily." Chu Feng muttered in his heart.
Feng Binning's hand had already been raised, and the direction happened to be facing him.
"That boy in the white shirt over there, can you please help us fight?" Feng Bingning said. Following Feng Bingning's hand, many guys looked at Chu
The direction of Feng, and his eyes happened to fall on Chu Feng!
In Chu Feng's direction, Chu Feng is not the only boy wearing a white shirt! "Uh, Brother Feng, you won the prize, the beauty wants you!" Tang Ming looked at Chu Feng's white shirt and said with a smile.
.
When Chu Feng looked at Feng Binning, he saw the subtle smile in Feng Binning's eyes. "Yaya, you recognized me. I didn't do anything to take advantage of you that night, right?"
Chu Feng thought to himself.
When Chu Feng was about to refuse, Butler Long's voice rang in Chu Feng's mind: "Master, you are no longer an ordinary person. Although you still need to keep a low profile many times, there is no need to keep a low profile all the time. It's not that big.
There is nothing wrong with being a little bit high-key when things are dangerous. Young people should not act like an old man all the time. They should have a little bit of passion and impulsiveness. Experiencing something like this will improve your mood in the future.
It’s also beneficial, not to mention Master, you haven’t completed your training mission today yet, Master, your hands are itchy again, isn’t this just an opportunity.”
"Chu Feng, get on, get on!" A boy in his class next to Chu Feng suddenly pushed Chu Feng into the basketball court.
"Brother, we are just having fun. Don't worry, we won't be in too much trouble." Luo Bin said this with a touch of disdain on his face. Chu Feng's height was only 1.78 meters tall compared to him.
But he was much shorter, and seeing that Chu Feng was pushed into the court, he didn't think Chu Feng's skills would be that good.
Sensing the trace of disdain on Luo Bin's face, Chu Feng secretly frowned. He didn't want to embarrass these juniors, but he didn't mind giving Luo Bin a lesson if he didn't know what to do.
"Brother Feng, if you feel something is wrong, please retreat immediately." Zhou Wen whispered. At this time, Chu Feng was still relatively close to him, so Chu Feng could hear clearly.
Turning back to Zhou Wen and nodding slightly, Chu Feng said to Luo Bin: "This junior said so, so let's have fun."
"Hmph!" Luo Bin snorted softly, "That's good, senior, just catch the ball. Don't go too long without touching the ball and not knowing where it was thrown."
Luo Bin said, and the basketball in his hand suddenly flew towards Chu Feng. "Peng!" A slight voice rang out, and the basketball stopped in front of Chu Feng and was picked up by him with one hand.
Got it!
"Junior is very strong." Chu Feng said calmly. He was a little angry. If his physical fitness hadn't improved a lot after getting the Holy Prison, he would have looked like a clown when the ball came down.
His strength is relatively strong, even if he catches it with both hands, he will be knocked back a step or two.
There was a hint of surprise in Luo Bin's eyes. He didn't expect Chu Feng to catch the ball he threw with one hand. People familiar with Chu Feng such as Zhou Wen and Tang Ming on the side of the court were also slightly stunned.
, it is not easy to catch a basketball flying over quickly with one hand. In their impression, Chu Feng does not have such ability.
After getting the basketball, a very familiar feeling appeared in Chu Feng's heart. This feeling was as if he had been playing basketball for more than ten years and basketball was already his old friend!
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"
Chu Feng kept dribbling. At the beginning, he still felt a little unfamiliar, but in a short period of time, that unfamiliar feeling was completely gone!
The basketball kept flying around Chu Feng, and it felt as if Chu Feng and the basketball were very well-matched dance partners dancing to a very familiar dance music.
"Uh, Tang Ming, are you sure this person is Brother Feng? Is there something soul that has possessed Brother Feng?" Zhou Wen said blankly. Although Chu Feng was just dribbling at this time, the performance
But the skills he produced are far beyond his comparison. Not only him, there is absolutely no other person with such skills on this basketball court!
Tang Ming's eyes were full of disbelief at this time: "Brother Feng is definitely Brother Feng, but, damn, when did Brother Feng have such good basketball skills? Zhou Wen, are you sure you want to compete with Brother Feng then?
One ball and one meal, I think after ten minutes Brother Feng won’t have to pay for his own meals for a month.”