Wu Chu looked at Zhao Bo with disdainful eyes, walked up to him and said, "I'll wait, let's see how I abuse you."
Zhao Bo was still eating chicken legs and drinking Pepsi at this time. He was really a magical person. After so long, it would probably take 200 pounds. He said like a ok person: "Bad, as long as you have that ability. But you
It seems that it’s not interesting to ask the black whistle referee.”
Wu Chu sneered and said, "Black Whistle Referee, where did you see that he is black? I want to say he is red, how about it?"
Zhao Bo laughed and said, "No matter how much you are worried, others will not like you, they will only despise you more. How can you compare with a open and honest man if you are not upright?"
Wu Chu raised his head and said, "Men just need to be strong. No matter what method they use, just win. Let's see if I will abuse you and those two or three soy sauce characters. Haha... At that time, I will be beaten by a woman.
The charm of man is conquered. As for that girl, just wait for the poor cuckold to be cuckolded."
Zhao Bo cursed in his heart: Fuck! You're so narcissistic. The halo of the squad leader and the rich second generation is almost making you crazy.
…………………
"Beep!..." The tall and thin referee blew a whistle and the game started.
It's ridiculous to jump the ball? Isn't it enough to serve the ball from the sideline? Isn't it necessary to give the ball upright? It's not a center circle, and it's not the whole game. Is it necessary?
It is the formalism created by the brain-dead people.
Wu Chu laughed wildly. He jumped higher because he was much thinner than Zhao Bo. In addition, the referee threw a little at him when he threw the ball. In the end, he transferred the ball without any suspense.
Arrived at the teammates.
When Wang Wenwu saw Wu Chu pushing the ball towards him, he quickly came forward to catch the ball. However, although the soy sauce man in dormitory 101 is thin, his hands and feet seem to be very clever. There are gains and losses.
He actually rushed over from a distance, and then arrived first, touching the ball ahead of Wang Wenwu, and then he grabbed the ball firmly.
Wang Wenwu smiled awkwardly, Wu Chu glared at him unhappily and cursed: "Fuck me, what's going on? Is there a pustule on my hand? I can't even catch the ball by your side. It's so fucking slutty, if it's 201
There are other decent people in the dormitory, and I won’t ask you to come.”
Wu Chu then secretly glanced at the tall and thin referee, and the guy immediately understood what was going on.
"beep!……"
"You! You jump the ball for a foul. Before I blew the whistle, you jumped up. I violated the rules. I violated the rules. This ball was directly given to the 201 dormitory." The tall and thin referee said stutteringly.
The tall and thin referee directly snatched the ball from the soy sauce man in dormitory 101 and threw it to 201. The soy sauce A stared at the referee fiercely and cursed: "Is it the fucking Chinese men's football team? He Cang led the team.
There is no need to be so dark in the Japanese women's football competition."
Wu Chu smiled lewdly and said, "I'm just a pure man who beat Teacher Cang!"
Xiaowei sat on the sidelines and saw the situation on the court. She looked at Chen Zishen and said, "Why is he so dirty? He is so disgusting and always hurts people indifferently. It's better for Zishen's brother."
Chen Zishen smiled and said, "You don't understand. This is the language between men. It doesn't necessarily mean how bad he is. If a man is angry, he likes to speak like this."
"Oh, then why don't you curse like him?"
"Because I'm so angry that I'm very happy to be with Miss Xiaowei every day."
"Then if you feel angry one day, would you also say these dirty words and ask the black referee like this?"
"Well... I don't know! It probably won't be true. Let's talk about what happened in the future. Anyway, I won't say that to Miss Xiaowei." Chen Zishen said hesitant in the first half, and the following sentence was very firm.
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Logically speaking, Wu Chu's height of 1.80 must be the center in high school, but he doesn't do that. He likes to dominate the game. He dribbled the ball outside the three-point line, and sometimes he kept showing off his dribbling behind him.
, dribbling under his crotch, and turned his head from time to time, and released electricity to Xiaowei evilly. He thought to himself: See, how rich and handsome my brother's dribble posture is, will that girl Chen Zishen?
Only show off as a shemale.
Seeing Wu Chu constantly blinking his eyes and looking at her evilly, Xiaowei turned her head and said to Chen Zishen, "He is so annoying! He looks like a lunatic." Then she leaned her head on Chen Zishen, too lazy to see it again.
She had no interest in basketball.
"Angkor! Pass the ball to me and I'll shoot one." Wang Wenwu was on the left and there was no one defending him. He shouted to show his shooting skills, which was just enough to beat him.
"You can't even catch the ball, and you're throwing eggs. You're going to kill Zhao Bo. You both go and pester him. If you don't believe you can't beat him." Wu Chu shouted angrily, by the way
Point your finger at the paint area.
"But I'm not a center, I shouldn't do the work of playing inside."
"What are you? Are you a white-collar and technical power forward? Bosh, Nowitzki?" Wu Chu shouted in dissatisfaction.
"No?" Wang Wenwu said with his chest straight.
"Ah? Then what's your bastard?" Wu Chu cursed very unhappy.
"My idol is the little emperor. James, I am a small forward like him." Wang Wenwu said proudly.
"Fuck, you can die. Can the little emperor not even catch a ball?" Wu Chu said disdainfully. He was almost madly angry by Wang Wenwu's two guys.
"Angkor, give me that ball. I'm a projecting power forward. Come and try my luck." Huang Chao said with a smile. He vented his hands repeatedly, and then rubbed his hands constantly.
It looks very ridiculous.
"Fuck, I said, Brother Chao, can you do more professionally? This is a regular game. When did you see someone in the NBA angry and then shoot? What kind of fuck are they? I can't do it alone, brother, I can't do it.
ah."
"It's fine, it's not NBA. Last time I saw someone pissing his hands when the free throws in NBA." Huang Chao said, touching his beard.
"If you can score, I will eat this ball." Wu Chu said and passed the ball to Huang Chao.
"beep!……"
"It's been 24 seconds, 24 seconds of violation, now it's the ball in dormitory 101." The tall and thin referee shouted.
Wu Chu glared at him and cursed in his heart: "I spent 200 yuan to ask you to blow the black whistle. What kind of shit do you blow? Is there a difference between 24 seconds and 25 seconds? Give 1 second to make Brother Chao unable to vote.
Then see how he scored the ball. He wanted to let him know that only Angkor could do the technical work. They just wanted to entangle Zhao Bo's fat pig, and there was no need to do anything else.
Although the 24-second time has come, Huang Chao still held the ball with his hands unwillingness and threw the ball on the basket with a very awkward movement. With a "swish", the ball actually entered, and it was still a three-pointer.
ball.
Everyone was stunned. Such ugly moves could score goals. No wonder Sean Marion in NBA could still make a living.
"Did you see, Wu Chu, brother scored the goal, you swallow the ball immediately." Huang Chao came over and said to Wu Chu with a smile.
"I said, Brother Chao, I'm talking about effective goals. The fucking thing is useless to score goals now. 24 seconds have passed. I can't get in when I should go in. But I get in when I shouldn't go in. I get in when I shouldn't go in. I get in when I shouldn't go in.
Do you want to get angry with me?"
Wu Chu walked to the referee and was about to ask the referee to change the referee and continue to give the ball rights to the 201 dormitory. However, given that Huang Chao left the lucky ball and threw it in, he couldn't eat it in, so for the sake of face,
He can only respect the justice of the referee and the fair punishment.
"Hey! It seems that you took the ball in your hand and played for dozens of seconds, and I only played the ball for 1 second. Can I blame me?" Huang Chao said, touching his beard.
"Okay, okay! Is it okay if my brother was wrong? I'll give you the ball next time I attack, and see if you can get in?"
"If I'm lucky, you don't give me the ball. Don't blame me if I'm bad luck later?" Huang Chao said smartly.
"Fuck! It's all fucking shirking responsibility, it's so fucking loyal enough." Wu Chu said helplessly.
The 101 bedroom started attacking after serving the ball on the sideline.
"Defense, defense... if you defend, we will attack again and fuck them to death." Wu Chu waved his hand desperately and shouted.
"Brother Bo, catch the ball!" Soy Sauce B from Door 101 shouted in his fly voice.
"Oh...Sister, please speak louder, okay, just tell yellow jokes at night and it's half loud." Zhao Bo shouted to Soy Sauce B, and at the same time he received the ball hanging from the outside with one hand.
Huang Chao could not bear to see Zhao Bo's attack on the meat bullet. Seeing this, Wu Chu shouted at Wang Wenwu: "Go and help, go and help others. If two of you can die if you can't get one, you two can die.
Now.”
Wang Wenwu ran to the inside line and shouted: "Why don't you play in the inside line at such a high level? I really think I am a technical point guard!"
Zhao Bo had already carried the ball to the paint area, and then turned around and Huang Chao was pushed aside. Then Zhao Bo held the ball with both hands and hit the board at 45 degrees, and the ball entered easily.
"Fuck! Can't you run faster? He has to score the goal before defending? He doesn't even use eggs, so it's better to spare the sword."
"But I'll attack."
"Attack your mother? I can't even catch the ball and still attack?"
"Referee, referee, substitution, let that person come on the field." Wu Chu shouted unhappily, and by the way, he pointed Rao Jian with a finger.
Rao Jian was dazed at this time thinking about how to play cards tonight, how to guess other people's cards, how to win money, how to win Wu Chu's slutty underwear, and to pull a piece of shit on it so that he can vent his anger.
The resentment.
He heard Wu Chu call him and immediately raised his head in panic. He saw Wu Chu's angry expression and thought: What are you doing? I didn't do anything, why did I get angry with me? Isn't the money I lost to you the same amount of money I gave to you
Is it right? Fuck, I want to eat people after giving me ten yuan of pocket money.
"What are you doing? Angkor!" Rao Jian recovered from his senses and said honestly. Although he was scolding Wu Chu in his heart, he still understood that he could buy 20 steamed buns for 10 yuan to replenish sperm.
"Just go on the court, play games, and fight with that guy, and you don't have to do anything else." Wu Chu said, pointing at Zhao Bo.
"Oh!...I don't seem to be able to get up!"
If you want to know what happens next, please listen to the next breakdown.