"Boy, I heard that you are very arrogant. You defeated the reserve youth training player selected by our CBA and even let him run naked in public. Isn't that cool?"
Zeng Wending had already walked up to Jiang Siming at this time, slightly lowering his head and looking down at Jiang Siming.
At 1.95 meters tall, you can indeed lower your head and look at Jiang Siming.
It's just that no matter how big or tall he is, he still can't take any advantage in front of Jiang Siming in terms of momentum.
Jiang Siming clapped the basketball in his hand and asked casually: "It seems that you want to stand up for him, right? Are you an active player from the CBA?"
"Haha, it's good that you know. I don't want to bully you, but Ahao is the youth training player I like. He is already a member of our CBA. If you insult him, you will insult our CBA."
After Zeng Wending finished speaking, he pointed at Huang Yuhao behind him and said to Jiang Siming: "I don't want to embarrass a junior like you. If you do the same as him and take off your clothes and run twenty laps, the matter will be settled."
"Why, just because of your handsome appearance? I'm a CBA player, I'm sorry I really don't take him seriously." Jiang Siming counterattacked coolly.
These words made the students at the Conservatory of Music admire Jiang Siming with all their might. Brother, you are my brother. If you dare to say this and have such confidence, you must obey him!
Zeng Wending smiled, and laughed out loud.
"You have said so, what else can I do? Then let me see your level. The stakes are the same as Ah Hao. Do you dare to come, a master?"
Zeng Wen directed a challenge to Jiang Siming.
A dignified current CBA player, one of the top basketball players in China, now takes the initiative to challenge an ordinary person.
This sounds very bullying, just like Jiang Siming looking for a passerby player with less than 000 points to PK in PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds. The outcome is not considered by anyone.
"I'm shameless in this realism!"
"How can a great basketball player be so thick-skinned if he wants to compete with a game anchor?"
"If you have the skills to compete with people in the NBA, why are you just fooling around here? Why are you pretending to be a wolf with a big tail!"
"Already @CBA Basketball Association, look at how embarrassed they are for Zeng Wending."
"I am a CBA fan who is ashamed of him."
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The viewers in the live broadcast room were all filled with indignation and defended Jiang Siming.
At the same time, everyone felt that it was impossible for Jiang Siming to agree, and whoever agreed would be a fool.
"Okay, let me see how good CBA's skills are and what other players there are besides Yao Ming and Yi Jianlian."
Jiang Siming's words did not follow common sense at all.
Zeng Wending decided that this was a fool, an extremely arrogant fool, and he had to give this boy a lesson!
The two returned to the court again.
"Forget it about penalty kicks, I'll let you go first with the first ball." Zeng Wending said the same thing as Jiang Siming just now.
"Don't steal my line. If you don't want to accept my handicap, then just take a penalty kick." Jiang Siming shrugged.
Zeng Wending laughed and said: "Okay, let's take a penalty kick. How about a three-pointer?"
A three-point line penalty kick is much more difficult than a two-point line shot.
"No problem." Jiang Siming answered without thinking.
The two of them stood on the left and right outside the same three-point line.
Zeng Wending took the lead and took two shots of the ball. After getting familiar with the feel, he decisively threw the basketball.
Whoosh!
The basketball hits the basket accurately!
The students around him cheered.
Huang Yuhao and Zhang Wei shouted "beautiful" and acted as ball pickers under the basket, picking up the basketball that fell under the backboard and throwing it towards Jiang Siming.
And he was very powerful, just trying to find an opportunity to let Jiang Siming suffer some losses first.
Jiang Siming caught the basketball easily and threw it without looking at him or taking a few shots to get familiar with the feel.
The basketball drew a parabola and entered the basket equally accurately, and the students cheered even louder.
If both sides hit the ball, they will continue to shoot until one party misses.
Zeng Wending took the ball again, shot, and hit again!
Switch to Jiang Siming again, shoot, and hit again!
...
The two of them each shot six consecutive three-pointers, all of which were successful.
But compared to Jiang Siming who always hit the ball without hitting the basket, Zeng Wending had several times where he hit the board or hit the basket.
The gap between them can be seen even by many students who don’t know much about basketball.
Therefore, every time Zeng Wending scores a goal, there are fewer cheers. On the contrary, after Jiang Siming scores a goal, the stadium bursts with thunder.
Zeng Wending naturally noticed it, and in order to save face, he also forcibly adjusted the angle, hoping to hit the net like Jiang Siming.
But the ball bounced off the basket and missed.
Only Jiang Siming was left below, with hundreds of pairs of eyes staring eagerly.
Jiang Siming was not nervous. He took the ball and threw it out. The basketball rolled in the sky several times and finally... hit!
oh!
The cheers at the scene almost lifted the night sky, and even the dark clouds seemed to be scared away.
"Why are you so proud? I just won a penalty kick." Zeng Wending said angrily and walked to the inside line.
Jiang Siming didn't care what he said and walked slowly to the three cents away. In Zeng Wending's eyes, Jiang Siming did it on purpose.
He threw the ball to Jiang Siming with an evil look in his eyes and waved to him.
Jiang Siming cooperated very well with him, dribbling and moving inside at a very fast speed.
The movements in his hands are faster, and Jiang Siming's skillful dribbling under the crotch and behind is like eating and drinking.
The basketball seemed to be a magnet in Jiang Siming's hands and could not be separated from his hands.
Zeng Wending watched Jiang Siming's movements carefully, lowered his body, spread his arms, and assumed a very standard defensive posture.
He had predicted several of Jiang Siming's early moves and was unable to rush inside.
Zeng Wending himself thought that he had blocked Jiang Siming outside the inside lane, but in the blink of an eye, Jiang Siming's body suddenly sprinted forward like lightning.
Zeng Wending immediately leaned forward to intercept, but Jiang Siming hooked the basketball he was about to shoot forward with one hand at low altitude!
The moment he hooked the basketball, he spun around in a circle, and his sneakers made a pleasant scraping sound on the floor.
As he turned around, the basketball in Jiang Siming's hand fell to the ground again, but the direction completely changed.
Zeng Wending thought to himself, "Oh no!" He wanted to turn around and try to save his life, but he pushed his huge body to the other side with all his strength.
But Jiang Siming seemed to be joking with him. He turned around again and broke out in the direction he had gone before.
Zeng Wending still wanted to continue to make amends, but the inertia of his body coupled with the fact that he had already forcibly changed direction once before, prevented him from slowing down.
Now he forcefully twisted the direction again. Zeng Wending's legs trembled twice, and finally he fell to the ground.
The entire audience and the audience in the live broadcast room were so shocked that their jaws dropped. Jiang Siming knocked down a CBA player? Is this a joke?
But the facts were before our eyes. Zeng Wending was deceived by Jiang Siming's several consecutive fake moves and was so dizzy that he finally fell to the ground.
Jiang Siming made an easy layup, and finally jumped up and dunked again, scoring the first point.
On the court, blocking shots and dangling are of the same nature, and they are both embarrassing.
Zeng Wending suffered such a big loss and lost face, but he suppressed his anger and got up and went to the three-point line.
After getting the ball, Zeng Wending looked at Jiang Siming and rushed over.
He just wanted to make Jiang Siming suffer.
With a height of 1.95 meters and a weight of 190 kilograms, he looks like a tank with a human head. As a center forward, he gives people a strong sense of oppression when he collides.
Many people began to worry about Jiang Siming. If he was hit, Jiang Siming would most likely be knocked away.
Jiang Siming should hide in this wave.
Everyone thought.
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Four updates~ There is one more update, at three o’clock in the afternoon! (To be continued)