When Yan Qingle said this, Zhang Yang raised his hand to interrupt him, and now a fool can hear it, Yan Qingle was made a game and was cheated.

Yan Qingle is really innocent in this matter, you can't blame him, if you want to blame it, you can only blame this world for being too evil and in danger!

Zhang Yang moved his gaze to Yang Tongpeng, first looked at him with deep eyes, and then said slowly: "This matter." Is that so?"

"Let go of his mother's bullshit!" Yang Tongpeng didn't want to be excited, his eyes widened, and he shouted loudly: "Why do you still want Bilian? What kind of man do you dare to be?" It's just a turtle with a shrunken head!"

While Yang Tongpeng spoke, he stretched out his hand and pointed at Yan Qingle, his words and deeds were full of threats.

Of course, Zhang Yang couldn't believe Yang Tongpeng, he raised his hand and touched the tip of his nose, "I heard that you are the president of the Basketball Association?"

"Not only the president, but also the captain of the school basketball team!" Yang Tongpeng added proudly with his head held high, patting his chest.

"Then I think you're just like that, since you're so good, why does your girlfriend want my brother to teach her to play? Let my brother be the one!"

Hearing this, Yang Tongpeng almost vomited blood in anger, threw his turban directly on the ground, stretched out his hand and pointed at Zhang Yang, "You say that my skills are not as good as others?" Why don't we have a competition!"

"Accompany me to the end!" Zhang Yang squinted his eyes and said lightly.

The more calm and calm Zhang Yang is, the more angry Yang Tongpeng becomes, everyone knows that he loves basketball as much as his life. And in basketball, he's exceptionally strong!

"What are we comparing?" Yang Tongpeng asked in a low voice.

"Whatever you are best at, we will compare what!" Zhang Yang didn't take Yang Tongpeng to heart at all.

Yang Tongpeng's face was flushed with anger, in his impression, it was the first time he had been provoked like this, and this bastard was still provoked in front of everyone, this breath could not be swallowed no matter what!

"Pretend to be a master, right? Whatever I am? Okay, in that case, let's compare three-point shots, each person has five shots, whoever scores more wins, dare to compete?"

Yang Tongpeng is a recognized three-point shooter in the school. is known as Little Curry, not to mention 100 shots, at least 9 out of 10, who compares three-point shots with him, it is simply self-inflicted.

"Okay, no problem! you can start first!" Zhang Yang put his hands in his pockets, shrugged his shoulders very casually, and agreed directly.

The group of people from the Basketball Association never dreamed that Zhang Yang would agree so readily, and the scene was in an uproar.

"Is this kid a bad pen? I don't know how to write a lost word?"

"Why do I feel like this kid doesn't know basketball at all?"

"It doesn't matter if he understands it or not, he will never win this competition anyway!"

Yang Tongpeng gritted his teeth, nodded viciously, picked up the basketball and patted it, and said: "Whoever loses will get out, dare to play?"

"No problem!"

Hearing this, Yan Qingle was also a little anxious, stretched out his hand to pull the corner of Zhang Yang's clothes, and reminded him in this way, but Zhang Yang smiled lightly and said calmly: "Don't worry, I know it in my heart!"

At this time, Yang Tongpeng had come to the three-point line, he was not in a hurry to shoot, but showed a fancy dribble, adjusted the rhythm, and began to shoot, without any pause in the middle, shooting five balls in a row.

Four of the five shots, although one ball was not scored, but the three-point shot, can have an 80 percent shooting rate, which is already very good.

Seeing Yang Tongpeng's outstanding performance, his teammates cheered exaggeratedly, and even raised their hands to high-five Yang Tongpeng.

Then everyone focused on Zhang Yang, for Yang Tongpeng. With such a high hit rate, it's almost a chance to win.

His gaze at Zhang Yang was full of provocation, and his expression seemed to be impatient to see Zhang Yang's embarrassment.

He directly threw the basketball in his hand to Zhang Yang and said lazily, "Okay." Now it's your turn. ”

Zhang Yang, who took the basketball, weighed the weight of the basketball casually, and then said in surprise: "The three-point line you are talking about, this is it?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone who was still talking and laughing was all thundered, dumbfounded, as if they saw aliens, and then they looked at each other a few times, laughing like a tide, laughing so exaggeratedly, holding their stomachs with both hands, leaning forward and leaning back.

"This kid doesn't even know where the three-point line is?"

"It seems that he is really an out-and-out layman!"

Yang Tongpeng became more confident, clasped his hands in front of his chest, "You don't even know the three-point line, what do you compare with me? Hurry up and slap your ass and fuck off!"

In the face of these provocative words and voices, Zhang Yang stood there as steady as Mount Tai, and did not feel any embarrassment, and calmly spoke, "Of course I know where the three-point line is." ”

"Since you know, then what else do you ask?" Yang Tongpeng asked without letting go, his idea was very simple, since Zhang Yang wanted to pretend to be forced, then he couldn't get off the stage.

Zhang Yang did not answer Yang Tongpeng's question immediately, but stretched out his hand and pointed to the basket in the opposite half, and said loudly: "I mean, we stand in front of the three-point line, shoot that basket, the kind of three-point shot you shoot is too close, there is no challenge at all." ”

What the?

Hear flamboyant words. Everyone who was still laughing was stunned, blinking their eyes, and didn't know what to say for a while.

Shoot the other half of the basket! It's a huge three-pointer!

As basketball enthusiasts, they know how difficult it can be to shoot this kind of ball, even if it's their usual day. It was already a lucky thing to be able to score a goal in the half, and Zhang Yang was still standing several meters away from the halfway line.

In the case of the place he was talking about, it was the NBA stars. If you want to invest one or two, you probably have to rely on luck!

Yang Tongpeng came back from the shock and looked at Zhang Yang with a complicated expression, "Are you sure you want to vote from here?"

"Of course!"

"If you shoot from here, as long as you can score two goals, I'll count you as a winner!" Yang Tongpeng pretended to be empathetic.

Zhang Yang waved his hand gently, "No, since it's a competition, then it must be fair and just, if I stand here and throw, only three will be counted as if I lose!"

Hearing this, Yang Tongpeng's facial expression, not to mention how ugly it was, was clearly looking down on people! And he was embarrassing himself in public!

Since Zhang Yang has to pretend to be this force, then he will fulfill him and let him pretend. Let's see how he ends up later! Yang Tongpeng really doesn't believe that he is more powerful than those popular stars!

"This kid is really scheming! he knows that he is not the opponent of the president, but he comes up with such a trick, and in the end, even if he loses, he can find an excuse!"

Zhang Yang didn't care about what the other party said, weighing the basketball with one hand, staring straight at the basket in the opposite half of the court.

"In that case, let's get started!"

After hearing Yang Tongpeng's words, Zhang Yang didn't blink his eyes, held the ball with one hand, and threw it casually, and the basketball flew out like this.

Seeing Zhang Yang's actions, everyone was dumbfounded, this is too casual, such a long distance, he actually threw it out casually with one hand......

"President, congratulations, you won this competition, this kid is just a joke!"

"Yes, President, let them get out later, the farther away the better!"

Just when they were saying flattering words, the basketball drew a beautiful arc in the air, and finally hollowed into the net, and the sound of the net was particularly good.

Entered!

Peng Haoran and Yan Qingle couldn't believe that this was true, at such a long distance, they threw it casually with one hand, and they were still hollow into the net, God!

Peng Haoran, who had been aggrieved in his heart for a long time, raised his arms and shouted, his excited look was like the national football team winning the World Cup!

The people of the basketball association, who were still talking about compliments, were completely dumbfounded at this moment, and that feeling was like a ghost, looking at the basketball that was still rolling on the ground......

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