"Why is she here too?"

With a clear heart, Mu Ping found that he seemed to be being monitored, and at a glance he saw the girl sitting in the corner in a snow-white Bosmian dress.

"That's right, she was originally from the Chinese department, so it's normal to come to watch the game!"

Soon he found a reason for himself to stagger his vision.

"Is it really a heart?"

The moment Mu Ping's eyes swept over, the girl's whole body trembled, as if her heart had been seen through, and a touch of blush flew up her cheeks.

Seeing that Mu Ping looked away again, she couldn't help but feel a little lost in her heart, but soon she cheered up, "Since Mu Ping is studying in this school, he must not be able to run!"

She smiled firmly, and her two small dimples glittered in the light, making her burgundy face even more beautiful.

However, with the sensitivity of a yellow-level martial artist, she noticed at a glance that there was a pair of eyes in the stands that had never left Mu Ping's left and right.

"Does she think the same way as herself?"

She was excited, and a sense of crisis suddenly made her more vigilant.

Mu Ping didn't know that there were so many twists and turns in the girl's belly, and even if he knew, he wouldn't have time to pay attention to it, because at this time, almost all eyes were on him.

There are resentments, expectations, ridicule, and more of a blind coaxing that doesn't make a big deal to watch the excitement......

In those eyes, there are Lei Ming, Zhang Chao, Chu Qiao, Jiang Feng, who are also team members, and Li Siqing and students of a kind of women's army.

More came from the crowd who had just come over from the stands to watch the excitement and eat melons.

Mu Ping's big words are boundless, many people watched the live broadcast on the Internet and the same as that girl, hurriedly left what they were doing and ran over, and now seeing such a result, they can't help but be disappointed.

For a while, there is everything to say, and you can think with your heels, and there must be no useful words.

The Snow Lotus anchor is even more energetic to show off sarcastic and sarcastic skills to please netizens, not to mention, for a while, the popularity of his live broadcast room skyrocketed, and soon climbed to the first place in the time slot, reaching a terrifying 130,000 people.

And the number of her fans has quickly increased from less than 100,000 to 150,000, and there is a rising trend.

Under the triple beauty camera, her dark circles turned pink with a smile.

"Babies, come on! Thank you for Brother Hua's rocket! Thank you for Brother **'s big plane!Thank you Brother Fei for his big kiss!"

She was not idle for half a second, babbling and cooing, imitating

Like a chattering woman, soon, the reward firepower in the live broadcast room exceeded 200,000.

This is a popularity that she can't earn in a week!

"Babies, 666 buckle up, and wish the Chinese Department mighty!"

"Come on, Chinese Department!"

She roared hard. Looking at Yang Jingxie's eyes, there was a touch of warm color, if you talk about the gold master, this big man is the biggest gold master!

There was a large group of melon-eating people behind her, everyone didn't watch the game on the field at all, no matter how it compared, it was just like that, maybe she could still show her face on camera around this female anchor, how could she let go of such a good opportunity?

But soon not only them, but even the female anchor seemed to be gagged, and she suddenly became dumb.

"Twenty-one points?

I saw Mu Ping straighten his waist, Lei Ming passed the ball directly to him under the opponent's basket, and he didn't look at it at all, just threw it under the opponent's basket, the ball flew high and crossed the entire court, just when everyone looked up at the ball, the ball fell straight into the basket, and even the net didn't move.

"What is this?"

"It's so handsome, there's wood?"

"Not only handsome, but also handsome!"

"What's that for? Four-point or five-pointer?"

"This ...... How is this possible?"

There have been so many ball games in history, and similar situations have occurred, but this situation has never appeared in Linda?

What kind of dream team and fantasy team, compared to Mu Ping, it is simply weak.

"Coincidence, pure coincidence!"

Yang Jingxie swallowed a mouthful of spit, Rao is he is a yellow-level martial artist, he is fully capable of throwing the ball across the entire court, but if he throws it into the basket so accurately, and his strength is so in place, it will be a little difficult for him, even if his master is a ground-level peak martial artist, I am afraid there is nothing he can do.

But he wasn't ready to admit defeat, so he nodded slightly at the referee who was looking at him.

"Toot!"

The referee understood, gave an understanding look, pressed his hands down, and made a gesture that crossed ineffectively.

"What's that? and it doesn't work?"

This time it was the turn of the melon-eating crowd in the stands to stop doing it, just now they scored a goal, and it was blown into a walk, and now they have scored again, and it was thrown at such a distance, why is it invalid?

"The goal is invalid, the rules do not allow shooting from the opponent's court!"

The referee didn't give Mu Ping a chance to argue at all, and announced it directly

Rules.

"Hey, black whistle!"

"What kind of referee? Isn't that a clear bias?"

"Is he going to expose himself to the world and destroy his reputation?"

"Shoot him down and kill him!"

At the same time that there was a burst of ridicule from the stands, some students had already posted everything that had happened on the Internet, causing a lot of scolding in the comments below.

But the referee seemed to not hear it at all, and directed the Chinese team to start serving.

"Sample, fight with me, are you still tender?"

A disdainful sneer appeared on Yang Jingxie's face, and he stretched out his right middle finger to Mu Ping.

"Don't you have to go into your own half to shoot?

Mu Ping waved his hand and suppressed Lei Ming, Zhang Chao and others who were about to protest, and shook his head at Li Siqing, who was about to stop outside the court, made a slightly calm expression, and then walked into the half of the Chinese department.

"It's my turn!"

Yang Jingxie bowed his waist and raised his index finger at his teammates, the opponent understood, and the ball immediately came to him.

But he straightened his waist, but found that there was no ball in his hand, and when he looked at it again, the ball had already been broken by Mu Ping.

And Mu Ping stepped into his own half, raised his hand, and the ball fell into the net.

"Good!"

Li Siqing took the lead in shouting.

"Good!"

The rest of the archaeology girls clapped their hands until their palms turned red, and they didn't even notice it.

The referee did not announce whether the ball was valid or not, and his eyes looked at Yang Jing until the latter nodded slightly, and then he stretched out three fingers and made a three-point effective gesture.

Twenty-one to three!

On the big screen, the Department of Archaeology finally took off its bald hat.

"Uncle still doesn't believe it!"

Yang Jingxie bowed his front legs and kicked his back legs, his muscles were tense, like a tiger out of the cage, close to the defense, staring at Mu Ping without blinking a pair of triangular eyes, and he had a posture of using force if he didn't agree.

"Cut, bear wrap one!"

Mu Ping chuckled.

It was the turn of the opposing player to serve, but as soon as he shot the ball, he didn't understand what was going on, when suddenly a suction force came, and the ball automatically flew to Mu Ping's hand.

Mu Ping slapped a few times, and when he stayed in his half, he raised his hand, and the ball fell into the net.

Another three!

And at this moment, Yang Jingxie is still like a fool, spreading his hands and defending against Mu Ping's afterimage!