Chapter 39: Street Basketball Game (2)
Lin Feng now controls the ball, taking advantage of the emptiness of the opponent's defense, a long-distance pass to his teammates, teammates take advantage of the sparse defense under the basket, and immediately jump to shoot, scoring two points to the hand, and the score is tied. There are still about 40 seconds left, and the ball is now in the hands of one of Qiao Shengnan's teammates, and now Lin Feng is wasting time and trying to grab the ball. Qiao Shengnan's teammates suddenly made a feint, making Lin Feng think that he was going to pass the ball with his back, but the ball passed under Lin Feng's crotch and fell into Qiao Shengnan's hands, Qiao Shengnan was blocked by the other two people, at this time there were only 10 seconds left, it was too late, and Qiao Shengnan was still in the position of the half, everyone thought that Qiao Shengnan was going to lose, but they saw that the ball in Qiao Shengnan's hand was thrown out of the half court, like a beautiful arc, steadily entered the basket, and the three points arrived steadily, Qiao Shengnan threw the ball in the last two seconds and won the victory。
Lu Wanzhou, who watched the ball seriously from the sidelines, jumped up excitedly when she saw the ball.
Looking at Qiao Shengnan's ball, Lu Wanzhou inadvertently thought of the ball he threw on the day of the first year of the first year, the time was different, at that time, Lu Wanzhou didn't know Qiao Shengnan, and today I saw such a wonderful pitch again, Lu Wanzhou was satisfied, and met the regret that he didn't call out that day because of his reserve.
"Xiaozhou, we won!
"What won?" Qiao Shengnan and Lin Feng got off the field, and when they walked towards them, they heard what Qiao Lingling was saying that they had won, and Qiao Shengnan took the opportunity to ask.
"The three of us bet which of you will win. I bet with Xiaozhou that you won, and good night lost. Qiao Lingling read the letter and replied to her brother's words.
"Xiaozhou, you didn't vote for me to win?"
"Brother Feng, your focus is wrong, shouldn't you congratulate us on winning?"
Lu Wan'an admired Qiao Lingling's logic very much, and said with a smile, "He was heartbroken, Zhou Bao didn't believe in his skills, and he felt hurt." ”
"Cousin, I didn't mean it, the bet is a skirt, it's so expensive, I have to win!" Lu Wanzhou explained weakly.
"Needless to say, I'm just hurt, you don't believe me! Hmph, no love······"
"Brother, you are enough, there are so many people, you still have to pay attention to your image. Lu Wan'an looked at Lin Feng, who was becoming more and more performative, and slowly reminded him while covering his face.
"I have a good eye for it, and I wrapped the skirt. Qiao Shengnan touched Lu Wanzhou's hair with a smile on her face and said magnificently.
Lu Wanzhou was left alone in the wind······
Lu Wanzhou looked at the hair that had been touched by Qiao Shengnan, as if it had been enchanted in an instant, it was so fragrant······
"Brother, really?" Qiao Lingling asked in surprise when she saw that her brother was rare and generous.
Qiao Shengnan didn't speak, just took the water on the stool, took a sip, and then nodded.
After resting, a few people went to the skirt they had just fancied, and Qiao Shengnan generously gave the three girls the money for the skirt, and invited everyone to eat. A few people then went to the other stores in the mall, bought their things, and went home with large bags of things.
There were only two brothers and sisters left in the elevator, and Qiao Lingling asked curiously: "Brother, you are so good when you win the ball today?"
"Huh?" Qiao Shengnan was a little confused.
"You actually promised to buy me a dress today, and you paid for the good night and the boat. It's strange, it's not like my brother can get out, you won't be stolen and your head replaced, right?" Qiao Lingling covered her little mouth in horror as if she knew some big secret.
Suddenly, a popcorn fell on Qiao Lingling's head, "What are you thinking about?"
"Brother, it's really stupid if you hit me again. Qiao Lingling looked at the stinky brother who hit her head with a reluctant face, thinking that the old brother was the on-time weather forecast, and it was cloudy and uncertain.
"I'm going home!" Qiao Shengnan took his sister's hand and quickly rushed out of the elevator and entered the house······