Oh my God, there is such a huge gap between 69 and 5127.
This is such a huge difference between four digits and two digits!
Immediately, a group of people rushed to tell each other the news. Suddenly, the Tsinghua school forum and major QQ groups were filled with news.
"Something big happened. Basketball club president Liao Fucheng was abused by Zhang Fan, and he was abused so cruelly that he didn't even recognize his mother."
"Jay, what the hell are you telling the truth?"
"Nonsense, I'm on the basketball court right now. I just asked you to come. If you don't come, you insist on playing in a group. Hahaha, you're stupid!"
"Hey, wait, I'll be here soon."
Immediately, another large number of people rushed towards the stadium.
"Babys, my male idol Zhang Fan defeated the president of the basketball club Liao Fucheng! He is so handsome! I will send you a video later to see." A girl said with a happy face.
However, when she uploaded the video of Zhang Fan shooting, countless screams suddenly sounded.
"Oh my God, it's so cool. Is this a magic trick?"
"Wow, the baby is excited!"
"Oh my god, Liao Fucheng's movements are too slow!"
However, when the men saw this video, their eyes nearly popped out.
"Fuck, this is really acrobatics!"
"Your uncle, nine people picked up the ball!"
"Fuck, Zhang Fan is going crazy!"
However, when the huge score of 5127:69 appeared, everyone was stunned.
"Fuck, this is not bragging, right?"
"Damn, what a huge loss, I thought Zhang Fan was definitely going to lose, ahhhh, what the hell did I miss!"
Wails echoed throughout the dormitories of Tsinghua University.
More people rushed to the playground.
Zhang Fan, on the other hand, was extremely angry.
Your sister, you worked so hard, and this bastard got 69?
Are your feelings all in vain?
Zhang Fan was so angry that even if the half hour was not painful for him, it still took so much time.
Time is life, damn, no one would be happy to waste half an hour on a dog.
Even if you go out for a stroll with Ye Xuan, that girl is a hundred times better than this!
Damn it, how dare you waste so much time!
"Oh, this is the president of our basketball club at Tsinghua University. Am I right? He scored 69 goals in half an hour, which scared the baby to death." Zhang Fan immediately activated the taunting skill.
Listening to Zhang Fan's voice, the people around him also echoed.
"That's right, 69 balls, are you kidding us?"
"This level is as good as mine."
Listening to the noisy sounds around him, Liao Fucheng's face was filled with uncertainty.
Damn it, ever since he turned around and saw Zhang Fan throwing the ball, he hasn't reacted.
It can be said that he was almost scared to death.
Oh my god, what about such a brutal shooting method?
However, for nearly half an hour, his eyes hardly blinked. At this moment, his eyes were full of bloodshot eyes.
"Oh, I said I still want to play for half an hour. Damn, I'm not in the mood at all now. President, how about you continue? I'll go back and take a nap first. When you get to 5127, call me again.
How about it?"
Zhang Fan said softly that if he could, he really wanted to pull Liao Fucheng up and beat him up.
There are also a group of people around. Damn, it looks funny, right? Why don’t you remind me.
I invested more than 4,000 yuan, but my grandma’s family lost money!
"cut!"
People around him sighed.
Your sister, do you want to pretend like this and go home to sleep? You are trying to piss Liao Fucheng off to death.
But, it’s so damn enjoyable to watch.
However, when Liao Fucheng listened to Zhang Fan's voice, he almost spat out a mouthful of old blood!
Nima, keep on being your sister, why don’t I stop playing?
"You win, the first ball is for you!"
Liao Fucheng's teeth were almost broken. Damn, if he had known that this would be the outcome, he would have given up the first ball to Zhang Fan.
Damn it, it's better now. Not only did you lose the first ball, but you also lost your face.
If possible, he now wants to drag Gao Qi over and beat him to death.
Call you sister. If Gao Qi hadn't said that, he would have competed with Zhang Fan to decide who would win the first ball.
In addition, my physique is so much better than Zhang Fan's, how can something go wrong if I grab a ball?
However, a group of people who had just poured into the stadium were stunned when they heard Liao Fucheng's words.
Damn it, Liao Fucheng gave in?
Damn, big news!
"There's nothing wrong with my ears, right? The president of the Tangtang Basketball Club has given up?"
"Probably not, I heard it too."
Hearing these voices, Liao Fucheng seemed to have a ball of anger burning in his chest.
He has been at Tsinghua University for two years. When has he ever suffered such a big loss in basketball?
Moreover, it was still in front of so many people.
Damn it, isn't there class today? Damn it, more than a thousand of you are not going to class, you are here to have sex.
Looking at the thousands of people around him, Liao Fucheng's expression became even more ugly.
"Let the game begin, win three out of five rounds, I'll give you one more chance!"
Originally, he wanted to win two out of three games quickly, but now, he changed his mind and wanted to brutally torture him in three games.
He wanted people around him to know that he, Liao Fucheng, had reached the position of president by virtue of his strength.
At the same time, Zhou Bangquan and his group also agreed.
"Brother Cheng is so domineering. I would have won two out of three games and left after the fight."
Zhang Fan put his hands in his pockets, looked at Liao Fucheng's cold face, and suddenly sneered: "Oh, didn't you secretly add a round to yourself? How shameless are you?"
Best of five?
Hahaha, I won’t believe you until I beat you bald!
"Really!" Liao Fucheng sneered. Immediately, he walked into the three-point line, picked up a ball, and threw it towards Zhang Fan.
"Let's get started!"
Zhang Fan took the ball and laughed: "Then just watch it!"
At the same time, Zhang Fan, with eyes as sharp as a knife, stood inside the three-point line holding the ball and raised his middle finger towards Liao Fucheng.
"Crack!"
Zhang Fan slapped the basketball, and the next moment, the dull sound of the slap echoed throughout the entire court.
"Pa bang bang..."
The voice suddenly became excited, and at this moment, everyone felt that their heartbeats were jumping faster and faster with the voice.
However, the next moment, Zhang Fan moved.
The speed is extremely fast!
Looking at Zhang Fan's phantom, everyone's eyes widened.
God, what kind of layup speed is this!
Even Liao Fucheng was stunned.
His pupils shrank almost to pinpoints.
All his eyes fell on Zhang Fan.
"Fuck, big windmill slam dunk!"
The screams started loudly.
"Bah bang bang!"
The basketball hit the ground and jumped violently.
Listening to this voice, the corners of Liao Fucheng's mouth twitched.
This is simply embarrassing him!
In a duel with someone, he was dunked by someone in a big windmill!
Liao Fucheng took a deep breath. The next moment, he grabbed the basketball and looked at Zhang Fan with an extremely cold light in his eyes.
At this moment, he had only one thought in his mind.
Hit him to death!
Zhang Fan is very fast, but with his small body, how can he compare with me?
Reasonable collision, this skill, he has already mastered it.