Cold and confident bikes were just around the gate, two classmates came up to meet them. One of them came forward to take his bicycle, while the other pulled him into the air, "Leng, why did you come here?
I've been waiting for you for a long time."
"What's the matter?" Lengtan asked as he walked forward. The classmate who was holding him was also aware of Lengtan. He seemed to be named Liu Song. He played basketball several times together, but he was not very familiar with him.
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"I'm waiting for you to save the situation. Our school is almost blown up by the people from No. 7 Middle School." Liu Songbian explained. "Is there a basketball game today?" said coldly and puzzled, but I don't remember there was a basketball game today.
"It's not a basketball game, but a few school teams from No. 7 Middle School came to our school to choose the game. You also know that our school's basketball team could not compete with No. 7 Middle School. It was almost beaten. When I came out, the score was already there.
It's 29:12, now the estimated score is even bigger.
Nodded coldly and as Liu Song trotted towards the playground, he saw people gathering outside the basketball court from afar, and there was a faint sound of basketball hitting the ground inside. Occasionally, the basketball would fly high.
Whenever a basketball enters the frame, it will be silent like death. Obviously, it is not a matter of my own school.
I dare not neglect myself, so I ran away. As soon as I came out of the crowd, I heard an arrogant voice, "Is this the level of your No. 17 Middle School? It's really disappointing. I seem to hear someone say No. 17 Middle School has No. 17 Middle School.
A super expert came, and his name was cold. Why didn’t he see him coming? Could it be that he was so scared that he didn’t dare to come when he knew that our No. 7 Middle School was coming, right?"
"I think the 17th Middle School is only at this level. All the super experts are bragging about. I think the alternates of our school team can be considered super experts in their side."
Several people laughed and the basketball players were in the middle of the 17th Middle School. A high throw was passed to the center in the inside line. The latter grabbed the ball and slapped it twice, and jumped up and rushed up.
Basketball hit the basket.
"Haha, it's so satisfying. Today I'm going to cut 30 points by myself." The center of No. 7 Middle School laughed loudly, and the group of people clapped each other to celebrate, making everyone in No. 17 Middle School feel frustrated, and their eyes are gushing out of fire.
, glared at me, but could not help.
"It seems we can break the percentage today." Point guard Wang Bo glanced at the number channel on the scoreboard. At this time, the score was 42:16, and the game was less than halfway.
He looked at Wang Bo deeply, and separated the crowd and walked into the venue. "It's cold, cold is coming." The people next to him suddenly burst into screams when they saw him appear.
"It's cold, he's here, it's so good." Many people said in surprise. Several girls even held their hearts with their hearts and looked obsessed with makeup. "This guy is finally here." A player on the court let go
breath.
At this time, Wang Bo was using the ball, breaking through with a variety of tricks and scoring the ball. He looked around proudly, but found that no one around looked at him. Everyone's eyes were all in one direction, and his face was a little gloomy.
Hearing everyone's exclamations, he sneered at the point guard of 17th Middle School, Sun Dahai, said: "Is he the master you mentioned? Doesn't he look very good?"
However, Sun Dahai ignored him at all and made a substitution move towards the referee, and then he was replaced with coldness.