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"What do you mean? This is the place where Modi fought back then, and it is definitely a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for ordinary people to play here and feel the demeanor of Modi back then, how can you be so dismissive?" asked a man who looked like he was dressed as a reporter.

Mo Di is the nickname given to Mo Lei by the media and fans, in order to express their love for Mo Lei.

I don't know when the fans began to call their favorite star X Emperor X Emperor to show the power of the star.

But in Lu Fan's eyes, this is almost like a joke.

The basketball superstars of the year, the existence of the first and second people in basketball history, were not called emperors or emperors, and now these little stars are hung up with such awesome nicknames, and those who don't know may think that these stars now have far surpassed those in the past.

It's a pity that the current stars are still far from the gods of the year.

And Mo Lei, even worse.

He can't even get into the Citigroup Pro League, which represents the highest level of basketball in the world, so how can he deserve the title of God?

Of course, Lu Fan didn't say these words, if he said it, I am afraid that he would be sprayed to death by these crazy fans and media at the scene.

"You regard this place as a holy place, and it doesn't prevent me from thinking that playing here is boring, right?, does it have anything to do with each other?" Lu Fan shook his head.

"What's not fun playing ball? You can play basketball too? You deserve to play basketball too?" the reporter still didn't give up.

Perhaps because he felt encouraged by seeing Mo Lei's approving eyes, he actually took two steps and came to Lu Fan.

"Do you know how happy it is for a person who loves basketball to be able to play on a good court? This kind of happiness cannot be blasphemed by anyone!"

Lu Fan didn't expect this guy to start going online.

Is this to trample him into a villain who ruins the happiness of basketball fans?

The point is, how can this guy be like a mad dog, who catches and bites whom?

I just said something boring, why was I bitten?

"Well, I wish you happiness, and I hope you can play where your idol used to play, and then follow in the footsteps of your idol. ”

Lu Fan, who returned to school, seemed to have regained some childishness.

If it were any other time, he would be too lazy to deal with such a boring person.

But now, he is sarcastic for the first time.

Maybe it's because I used to like to play basketball and the sport itself, rather than being like this group of people, who are like brainless fans, who have taken basketball crookedly.

Playing basketball is playing basketball, what kind of personality cult does it mean?

If he could, Lu Fan really wanted to play basketball simply.

But this is already impossible.

With his current physical condition, basketball is already too pediatric for him.

No one likes to do something that they can easily do.

"Listening to your tone, it seems that you are a little unconvinced?" Of course, the reporter would not be willing to accept Lu Fan's sarcasm.

He looked at Lu Fan.

The young man in front of him was only about one meter eight tall, and he didn't look very strong.

The most important thing is that this kid's fingers are very even, and at first glance he barely plays basketball.

Anyone who plays basketball knows that the knuckles of those who play often will become thicker and look very obvious.

A person who doesn't play basketball very much, and he is a cloud player even in the sky, how can he talk nonsense in front of Modi?

"Do you dare to play a few balls with me and apologize for losing?" The reporter looked at Lu Fan defiantly.

He is not only a basketball reporter, he was also born in the basketball varsity team, and his ball skills are not as good as professional players, but among ordinary people, he is definitely top-notch.

It's certainly more than enough to deal with someone who doesn't play much.

The reporter has already thought that he must humiliate this kid on the court for a while.

How do you get there?

Bukkake?

That's for sure.

Back to the crush?

This kid may not be able to defend himself.

Riding buckles?

That's it.

It's still difficult to dunk yourself, let alone dunk others.

In a short period of time, the reporter has already come up with countless plans in his mind.

Either way, he humiliated the young man in front of him very much.

"Fight with you? Forget it, I'm not interested. Lu Fan shook his head.

He really has no interest in abusing ordinary people.

If you win, you can't show your strength, and if you lose, you can't lose at all.

"Don't you dare?" the reporter raised his head, pointed his nostrils at Lu Fan, and snorted vigorously.

"It's not that I don't dare, it's unnecessary. Lu Fan sighed.

"If you have time, continue to pester your Modi, maybe you can mix up some news, why are you always wandering around in front of me?"

"You insult the spirit of basketball, I just want to use basketball to teach you how to behave!" the reporter said loudly.

His entanglement finally attracted the attention of many people on Mo Lei's side, and even Mo Lei himself was involved.

"Are you going to go head-to-head? If you don't have the ball, you can use me. ”

As he spoke, he threw the ball in his hand.

The reporter was overjoyed, and he felt that his actions were supported by Moti.

He grabbed the basketball, then spun it on his fingers.

His sense of the ball is indeed very good, and the basketball is very obedient to his fingers, and he does not fall off at all.

"If you don't dare, just apologize like Modi and us basketball lovers, it's okay. The reporter spun the ball and stared at Lu Fan.

"Alas!" Lu Fan sighed.

"Since you're looking for something, if you can do what I'm about to do, I'll go head-to-head with you. ”

As he spoke, as soon as he stretched out his hand, he took the basketball from the reporter's fingertips in his hand.

The reporter saw that Lu Fan was about to grab the ball and hurriedly dodged.

He didn't plan to give the ball to the opponent so easily, so he had to play around with it.

The reporter has already made a calculation in his heart.

He first took the ball back, then spun around behind him, dribbled the ball under his crotch twice, and finally tossed it aside for the kid to pick it up.

In this way, it can definitely be regarded as a joke.

It's a good idea, and that's what the reporter did.

He withdrew his hand, then wiped it behind him.

The only problem was that the ball didn't come back with him.

The ball was already in Lu Fan's hands.

The reporter hurriedly stopped his movements, his face a little embarrassed.

Lu Fan ignored his embarrassment: "Look at it, if you can do it, I will accept your challenge." ”