The Rise of Xiuzhen Chapter Seventy-Five-Meanness
"Wow, that's handsome!"
"Look, that handsome guy is up!"
"What's his name?"
"Hey, he's Yang Qingfeng. โ
Xia Yanni didn't pay attention to those exclamations, she wanted to quickly reveal the identity of Yang Qingfeng's real girlfriend, so as not to let other girls beat her boy's idea.
"Come on, Aomine husband, I love you, I must win!!"
The other two girls were so frightened by Xia Yanni's shout that they hurriedly looked around, and sure enough, there were many eyes around.
The Xia family and his wife were speechless, and their daughter's courage was too fat.
"Come on, don't call it that way. โ
"Hmph, I just want it! Aomine's husband, I love you, come on!"
Below, Yao Bingzhong was a little sad, there should have been a girl cheering for him.
"Big brother, what should I do?"
"What should I do?
Yang Qingfeng looked at the source of the sound, and Xia Yanni was waving his arms there.
Ling Jin of the Qingzhou team saw that the Yangcheng team had changed all the substitutes and knew that the other party had given up, but he did not plan to change people.
Even after saying it, he was not afraid. He's a substitute, what else to change?
"Don't release water, keep going!"
"Yes!"
Ding Xiaojing and the others nodded.
Drops โ
"The Yangcheng team has been on the bench and seems to have given up. But the Qingzhou team has not changed yet, and I think it wants to be safer. The Qingzhou team served, and it was No. 1 Ding Xiao who controlled the ball. โ
The players on the bench of the Yangcheng team were so angry that they were about to press their faces to the ground and rub them.
"Coach, keep us going, how do you have to fight with them to the end. โ
"Yes! The person on the other side is so deceitful!"
"The first few times we let them in the last quarter, they actually did this to us!"
They were angry that the other party had slapped them up and didn't give them face at all.
They haven't yet understood that not all the people in this world are above board, and meanness has always been the pass for the despicable.
"So be it. โ
There was no sadness or joy on Hu Caicai's face, if this group of indignant players went up, it wouldn't be long before basketball might be superfluous.
Yao Bingzhong was angry down there not long ago, and at this time, he saw that no one stepped forward to defend, so he took the initiative to meet him.
"The No. 22 of the Yangcheng team is responsible for defending No. 1, but the height gap is a bit big, and No. 1 decided to take No. 22. โ
"Yao Bingzhong, come on! Defend him down!!"
This time it wasn't Xia Yanni shouting, it was Chu Xian'er, they had defeated the invincible Liang Xinghui combination together.
"No, the height difference is too big. And Yao Bingzhong, the kid, was obviously very nervous, and his body was a little stiff. โ
Chu Shanhe can see it, and Hu Cai and the others below can naturally see it.
"Mingyue, this kid hasn't played at this level before, right?"
"No, it's just that I've played some school-level competitions. โ
"It's okay, dare to take the initiative to defend the opponent's main force. And this Yang Qingfeng, what's going on? Sure enough, he hasn't played this kind of game at all. โ
Hu Caicai thought that Hai Mingyue was half-joking before, but at this time, Yang Qingfeng stood in the forbidden area and took a step out, not looking at Yao Bingzhong at all, just looking at his defender.
"But his talent is really rare in ten years!"
Hu Cai Cai was noncommittal.
"No. 1 started to attack, No. 22 couldn't defend at all, and was passed by one step!
Now, this game has become their show, and Ding Xiaojing and Yu Lisheng can't help but start to be proud.
Ding Xiaojing didn't scold Yao Bingzhong, because Yao Bingzhong couldn't get into his eyes.
He wanted to scold Yang Qingfeng, because the three girls who cheered for Yang Qingfeng were too beautiful, and Yang Qingfeng was also very good-looking.
He is envious and jealous!
When he ran back, he pretended to get close to Yang Qingfeng unintentionally.
"It's not a class competition at school, it's not like you kind of shit can come here to play handsome. โ
Yang Qingfeng smiled when he heard it and didn't speak. He can understand the pride of a child.
But he didn't know that there was a saying on the basketball court called trash talk.
Michael Jordan, known as the god of basketball, is a trash talk king.
Ding Xiao was shocked to see that Yang Qingfeng ignored him, and became angry.
"Your wife tastes like a doughnut. โ
In the next second, he was still proud, and he felt the temperature around him drop a little, but he didn't care.
"The substitute plastic surgery of the Yangcheng team is very poor, there are three who are 1.8 meters tall, and the tallest should be only two meters. The point guard is number 38, and we don't know why he chose that number, and we don't dare to ask. โ
"Poofโ"
"Is this commentary so skinny?"
"I also want to be a commentator in the future, and I can't get used to seeing anyone and scold him. โ
Some of the silent venues rejoiced again with a more skinny commentary.
Others were very happy, and the No. 38 hand shook and almost dropped the ball.
"Okay, this time it's the Yangcheng team attacking, let's see if they can score. โ
"Give the ball to Aomine!"
"Aomine, hurry up and ask for the ball, blow them up!"
"Qingfeng, Bingzhong, come on, !!"
Even the barbarian poetry couldn't hold back and began to shout, but unfortunately they were not coaches, but the source of others' jealousy of Yang Qingfeng.
Yang Qingfeng was standing outside the three-point line at this time, raising his hand, and it was Ding Xiaojing who was defending him.
Ding Xiaojing didn't follow Yang Qingfeng closely, he now wishes that Yang Qingfeng would get the ball, and then come to a series of performances to teach you to play.
"Hurry up and pass the ball to Aomine!"
Yao Bingzhong saw that the point guard was still entangled, and hurriedly shouted.
No. 38 glanced at the two of them, and they came by relationship, and they still want to ask us to give you balls?
Thinking of this, he bent over and wanted to force a breakthrough.
However, the reality is that he swooped out a few times and was still spinning in circles.
I had no choice but to find a gap and throw the ball inside.
"The ball is in the hands of the inside, and the time to attack is running out, let's see how the Yangcheng team completes this attack!"
No. 27 is the center, and in the face of Yu Lisheng, who is more than ten centimeters taller than himself, what he can do is really limited.
His technique is relatively rough, swaying left and right a few times, and he can't find an offensive opportunity at all.
"Hurry up and shoot, there's no time to attack!"
There was no way, the 27th threw it indiscriminately.
Bang โ
Another block, the basketball just fell into the hands of the Qingzhou players who passed directly to the front court not long ago.
He smiled and glanced at Ding Xiaohui, and the two of them had a good heart.
He raised his hand again and threw the ball forward, and the players of the Qingzhou team and the Yangcheng team did not move, because they all knew how many catties and taels they had.
"Here we go again, it's still the same recipe, it's still the same taste. Look at how chic the figure of No. 1 is, a horse... Who is this? It's No. 99 of the Yangcheng team, I'm grass, run fast No. 1, No. 99 is about to catch up!"
The narrator's voice suddenly rose by more than ten decibels, apparently frightened by the picture he saw.
The atmosphere was detonated in an instant, and the sound in the stadium was like firecrackers being lit, crackling endlessly.