Zhang Xiaojian looks very handsome when he grabs the basketball with one hand.

So much so that the eyes of the audience, who had been following the basketball, were all focused on him at this moment.

When he asked Ye Mozhu if he could be a foreign aid in the Chinese Department, in fact, Ye Mozhu had already held his hand, she was afraid that Zhang Xiaojian would rush in and give the man named Fan Long a violent beating, Zhang Xiaojian had to change his mind after feeling the warmth of her little hand, and wanted to play to give Fan Long a violent buckle...

Because Zhang Xiaojian is very angry now, he just caught the ball and understood that the ball in the morning was definitely not an accident, but intentional.

Then his blood must not be shed in vain, although it is a nosebleed...

Ye Mozhu was able to hold Zhang Xiaojian, but he couldn't hold Zhang Xiaojian's friend.

They didn't listen to what Zhang Xiaojian said at all, and the moment Zhang Xiaojian caught the ball, they also understood that what happened in the morning was not an accident, Fan Long, a burly big man, was an acting school, and the ball came to Zhang Xiaojian.

"Draft, do you play ball or hit people?"

Poplar was the first to rush out and ran to Fan Long.

Luo Tengfei followed closely behind, scolding and scolding: "Your mother, I know it." ”

But they are not as fast as Zheng Jiakai...

The taciturn Zheng Jiakai didn't say a word, he surpassed them in a few steps, and he was about to do it directly.

These things happen in just a few seconds.

Fan Long didn't expect Zhang Xiaojian to catch the ball, and he didn't expect that a few men below were so short-tempered that they were about to come up and beat themselves.

Fortunately, other members of the English and Chinese departments stopped the three in time.

But he did look back a little bit, showing a hint of intent.

The referee hurriedly came over to reconcile, and the scene was chaotic again.

Zhou Liyang came to Fan Long's side and said: "Play ball, play ball, I'll tell you in the morning, don't bring these messy goal fields, you won't listen, you'll be beaten, I don't care about you." ”

Fan Long did this as a private act, and it had nothing to do with Zhou Liyang, but it was mainly to lick Zhou Liyang.

Hearing him say this at this time, Fan Long thought with a sneer in his heart, don't you have a lot of fun watching it in the morning, do the children of rich families want to be bitches like this?

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The shrill whistle sounded again and again.

The students who rushed into the field were dissuaded.

The sound of scolding father and mother came out frequently.

It took a while for the teachers to separate the people completely.

Zhang Xiaojian pulled Bai Yang, dragged Zheng Jiakai, and returned to the sidelines.

Luo Tengfei was pushed back by a group of his classmates, but all in all, he didn't make too much trouble.

The area around them on the sidelines was originally the camp of the Chinese students, and they rushed into the field and were naturally considered angry by the English students, so they booed from the other side, as if they despised them for not being able to beat on the court, and they were going to play the actions of a real crowd beating.

Zhang Xiaojian was even more angry, but he couldn't take his brothers to fight after all, it was too unusual, so he asked again: "Mozhu, I really want to be a foreign aid in the Chinese Department, is it too late to sign up now?"

Ye Mozhu: "......" Zhang Xiaojian thought it was angry when he said it before, but now he heard it and asked, "Do you know how to play?"

Zhang Xiaojian straightened his chest, and just about to brag, Bai Yang revealed his old bottom: "Anyway, you haven't won against me when you go head-to-head with me before, and I guess I can't beat any player on the field..."

Zheng Jiakai sighed when he thought of Zhang Xiaojian jumping up and hitting the basket in the arena before.

Luo Tengfei scratched his head, not understanding what Zhang Xiaojian meant.

Ye Mozhu looked at the score on the field, he was already twenty points behind, and said helplessly: "If you go up, you will lose." ”

Zhang Xiaojian shook his head: "Not necessarily, I won't tell you that my full name is Michael LeBron Stephen Zhang!"

The students who had just finished the frame and stood around burst into laughter, obviously feeling that this seemingly powerful full name was very joyful...

But Zhang Xiaojian was really not joking, he said with a serious face: "If you don't go to discuss it, you will lose anyway, what if I go up and win?"

Ye Mozhu: "......"

In fact, it is not difficult to play as a foreign aid, just fill out a form, and you can also play halfway, as long as the players in the Chinese department ensure that only one foreign aid is on the field, after all, it is not a regular game, and she is the backbone of the student union.

It's just that Ye Mozhu doesn't want Zhang Xiaojian to be embarrassed.... But I know that Zhang Xiaojian must be very angry now...

Looking at Xiaojian's eyes, Ye Mozhu felt that maybe he could really lead the Chinese Department to turn defeat into victory?

As the saying goes, the lover's eye is out of the Shih Tzu.... In the eyes of a lover, he will also be blindly confident in his other half...

At the time of Zhang Xiaojian's soft grinding and hard bubble, the game had already started again, and within three minutes, the difference of 20 points became 25 points.

The members of the Chinese Department have been listless, as if they have no desire to fight, and their physical fitness has also had huge problems, Xiao Wang was already slightly injured in the morning, and now his forehead is full of sweat.

Seizing the opportunity of other people's free throws, he began to gasp violently, and then he found that Ye Mozhu beckoned to him.

So he ran over and heard Ye Mozhu's mouth for three minutes.

Foreign aid is foreign aid after all, Xiao Wang also charged 500 yuan a game to help the Chinese Department play, at this time when he heard that he could get off the field and take a little rest, he looked at the score again, and knew that there was no hope anymore so he nodded.

Then Ye Mozhu returned to the sidelines, took out a set of basketball uniforms that he had just asked for on the bench and threw it to Zhang Xiaojian to support his forehead: "What am I doing?"

Zhang Xiaojian looked at the azure team uniform, and just as he wanted to say something, the poplar beside him said, "Crazy, crazy." ”

Luo Tengfei rubbed his eyebrows: "Why bother, isn't this a humiliation." ”

Only Zheng Jiakai didn't speak, and he remembered Zhang Xiaojian's jerky three-step jump in the basketball hall not long ago, and the embarrassment of being covered by the basket...

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A sharp whistle sounded again.

The Chinese basketball team called a pause, and Ye Mozhu pulled Zhang Xiaojian, who had just gone to the toilet to change into a blue team uniform, and stuffed him into the players.

There is no coach in the amateur game, at most the captain will talk about how to play next.

At this time, the Chinese department, which had completely lost its fighting spirit, had nothing to say, no matter how it fought, it was a loss, so the captain simply didn't say anything, but introduced: "Zhang Xiaojian, the temporary foreign aid we are looking for, Xiao Wang is tired, let's replace it for three minutes first." ”

Anyway, I lost, and the score of 25 points still has a chance in the NBA for a quarter and a half, but in fact, in the amateur game, the maximum number of the whole game is 7 or 80 points, and being led by 25 points is basically a death sentence.

Captain Wu Chunlei can also be regarded as a boat that sold Ye Mozhu such a face.

But don't say it, Zhang Xiaojian, who has exposed his arms and legs and has extremely smooth muscles, really looks like that.

When Zhang Xiaojian heard that he was introduced by Wu Chunlei, he smiled at everyone and said, "Hello everyone." ”

No one smiled with Zhang Xiaojian, they were all tormented by the emotions of defeat and tired bodies now, and at most they nodded slightly.

Zhang Xiaojian didn't care, he silently opened the attribute panel... Silently lit up the attributes, because of some distressed points, so I only dotted three attributes first, dribbling, dunking, and three points.

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Bai Yang scratched his head and watched Zhang Xiaojian walk into the court in a blue jersey: "It's really on the field...."

Luo Tengfei looked at Ye Mozhu who was standing on the side of the bench, and rubbed his eyebrows again: "Women in love, sure enough..."

Only Zheng Jiakai made a different statement: "Xiaojian's physical fitness is still good. ”

"No, isn't this nonsense?" a classmate next to them interjected.

Then many of the Chinese students who remained on the sidelines also talked nonsense, and it was obvious that they were disgusted with Zhang Xiaojian.

Of course, they knew that Zhang Xiaojian was able to play because of Ye Mozhu, and most of them also heard that Ye Mozhu's boyfriend was very rich.

Although there is no hope for this game, you Ye Mozhu, as the leader of the Chinese Department, actually opened the back door for your boyfriend....

If your boyfriend is really a basketball god, he really came to save the Chinese team.

But just now his friends said that he can't play basketball, why did you still convince the captain and persuade the team members to let Zhang Xiaojian play?

It's too much to take this game seriously.

I don't take the championship trophy of the basketball game organized by the student union seriously.

It's child's play.

Although the people's grievances are not boiling, Ye Mozhu's decision to heat up her head has indeed affected her good reputation that she has established for many years.

And Zhang Xiaojian on the court didn't know this, he walked on the basketball court, looked at Ye Mozhu, who was a pig's head in the eyes of others, and smiled, and found that she was actually very helpless in her eyes, as if she was only doing this because of her own soft grinding and hard bubbles.

But it doesn't matter.

The whistle sounded, the English basketball team sent out the basketball, Zhou Liyang saw Zhang Xiaojian's shopping mall after a look of surprise in his eyes, and then a little excited, as if he was happy to be able to beat Zhang Xiaojian on the court.

And Fan Long also raised the corners of his mouth after seeing Zhang Xiaojian, he knew that the perfect moment for him to pat on the back had come, and he actually sent it to the door, which was really a godsend.

So, when they attacked, Fan Long misplaced, put Zhang Xiaojian in the opposite position, and then reached out to ask for the ball.

As a center, Fan Long has a height of nearly two meters and a burly figure, and when he received a basketball outside the three-second zone, there was no doubt that he was crushing Zhang Xiaojian with his back all the way.

But...

When the ball came to him, he began to hit his back, but when he leaned on suddenly, he didn't lean on Zhang Xiaojian, who was less than 1.8 meters tall and estimated to weigh only half of him....

The people who observed this detail in the audience were all people who knew the ball, and cheers rang out when Fan Long still didn't squeeze Zhang Xiaojian in the slightest when he relied on the second hit.

Some angry Fan Long didn't believe in evil, so he leaned back to Zhang Xiaojian with all his strength.

But Zhang Xiaojian didn't use his strength to make a hard top this time, but let it go, Fan Long, who was too violent, directly lost his balance, and another teammate who came to the bag completed the steal.

As soon as he wanted to be lucky, he saw a blue shadow riding in the dust, without any hesitation, with a flick of one arm, the basketball flew across the half court and chased after the shadow.

None of the players in the green jerseys had time to return to the defense.

Everyone saw that Zhang Xiaojian, who was on a fast attack, received the ball, and then dribbled extremely skillfully, rushing through the midcourt like lightning and entering the three-point line.

Naturally, all eyes fell on him, and then many people covered their mouths, because they found that Zhang Xiaojian actually entered the three-point line and began to take a three-step basket...

That's too far, isn't it?

Only NBA players can get started here, right?

But Zhang Xiaojian is a leaping step, two steps, three steps, and jumps when he steps into the free throw line.

And then.

He flew!

Break free from gravity!

The thousands of spectators in the audience were inexplicably silent at this moment.

Zhang Xiaojian soared into the air, stretched his body, grabbed the ball with one hand, leaned forward slightly, and inexplicably opened his mouth and crooked his tongue, gliding in the air for as if it had been a century.

This picture stunned everyone.

Ye Mozhu looked at Zhang Xiaojian in the air, and his pupils were out of focus.

The poplar's eyeballs were almost on the ground.

Luo Tengfei rubbed his eyebrows and froze his hand.

Zheng Jiakai's mouth grew slightly, and his eyes were full of incredulity.

Until the sound of "Bang~!" woke up the stunned audience.

Then there was silence, a deathly silence.

Everyone didn't understand what they had just seen, but the image was playing over and over again in their minds.

There was a cheerleader girl in the front row, looking at the Joe she had just bought, looking at the trapeze logo, and thinking to herself, isn't this the same as the logo on my shoes...

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