Since his rebirth, Zhang Yu skipped class for the first time, although it was only a self-study class, and Zhou Zizhuo, Zhou Xi, Lin Ang, Song Jing and Wang Ting also skipped class, as well as the basketball team of Class 9, Zhang Yu was pulled over by He Jun to cheer for the basketball game with Class 4. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

He Jun once again lost in the game with the fourth class, but he had a spirit of becoming more and more courageous, and left behind the cruel words that he would definitely win next time, of course, every time he failed, he would leave this sentence.

Although Pingyang No. 1 Middle School has its own school basketball team, it has not held a basketball game in the school, and the basketball teams in the class are all formed spontaneously by students under the trend of slam dunk, and the basketball game is also a connection between the basketball captains in the class.

It has been a long time since Slam Dunk was introduced to China, but the basketball style has not stopped, and Zhang Yu still remembers the days when he was in junior high school and watched Slam Dunk's comics and anime CDs with his son, who was two years younger than him, at Uncle Guo's house.

The basketball captain of the fourth class is called Zhang Ye, compared to the green field, the basketball court is more eye-catching, dazzling skills, fierce physical confrontation, so that countless people shout wildly, of course, when those handsome guys shoot, there will always be a group of girls shouting on the side, Zhang Ye is such a person, a handsome face is a little similar to a famous Korean singer, nearly one meter eight tall, no wonder He Jun always gritted his teeth when he mentioned him, eager to pounce on him and bite a few bites.

In comparison, He Jun will be dwarfed, there is no advantage in height, although his skills are very good, he is not handsome, and his mouth is often cheap, and he can only compare with Zhang Ye Qiao Ran, who has short hair.

After the warm-up, a young man who was a few centimeters taller than He Jun in Class 4 walked up to He Jun, "He Jun, you are still the same." "He is the vice captain of the fourth class basketball team, named Wang Bohan, and he is also in He Jun's compound.

He Jun raised his eyebrows, and he didn't have a good tone for him, "I need you to care, so I can overturn you." Although the strength is not as good as the fourth class, He Jun did not want to lose his momentum, and said with a stalk on his neck, but he regretted that he put down his cruel words after failing in the last game, and he would inevitably be humiliated again today.

Wang Bohan pursed his lips and smiled disdainfully, and returned to his own formation, "Okay, I'll see how you overturn us, don't cry later, hahaha..."

Looking at the strong and skilled players in the fourth class, and then looking at their ninth class, except for Qiao Ran, who can compete with the guy with an inch on the opposite side in terms of height, everyone else is inferior to the other party, Zhang Yu can clearly see which is stronger and which is weaker, not to mention that the momentum of the fourth class is like a rainbow, and the ninth class is a little weaker in momentum because of the previous failure, and the victory or defeat is already doomed.

At the beginning of the game, He Jun faced Zhang Ye, Qiao Ran and Wang Bohan, as the vice captain, collided together, but the defense line arranged by He Jun could not stop the people on the opposite side, and they were rampage, Zhang Ye received a pass from Wang Bohan and scored a layup, He Jun jumped up but failed to reach the ball, outside the court, I remembered the tide of shouts, and the screams of girls like, Zhang Ye waved his hand and ran across the court, the smile on his face remained the same, and he enjoyed this feeling very much.

The screams outside the stadium reached a climax when Qiao Ran was blocked by Wang Bohan, and the students of Class 9 could only support it, only He Jun rushed left and right with his skills, and scored goals repeatedly, so that the score would not be stretched too far, although Song Jing and Wang Ting shouted loudly to cheer, but they could not change the score.

Once again, he sent a cap to Class 9, Wang Bohan and the young man next to him clapped their hands, squinted at He Jun, who was panting, and raised a middle finger.

He Jun, who was angry and rushed to the championship, was pulled by Qiao Ran, and Wang Bohan was also scolded by Zhang Ye, so the conflict did not break out, but the collision between the bodies in the subsequent game became more intense, and there were bursts of sparks.

Seeing that Wang Bohan hit a basketball player in Class 9, Zhou Zizhuo said indignantly, "Ma, it's too bullying." ”

Although Zhang Yu didn't say anything, he also felt that the fourth class was a bit excessive, and finally understood why He Jun would lose and fight again, it was not only a failure in the basketball game, but also a loss of face and self-esteem.

Zhang Ye pulled up the basketball player who was knocked down, and apologized instead of Wang Bohan, "Paralyzed, erect the archway and be ****." Although the group of girls screaming outside the stadium couldn't understand it, Zhou Xi could see it, if you really feel sorry, you can just take care of Wang Bohan, always wipe her ass afterwards, and Song Jing, who was hoarse in her voice, also nodded in agreement" It's just a little white face. ”

When Qiao Ran was punched in the neck by a guy with an inch on the opposite side, and Qiao Ran, who had just landed, fell to the ground with a thud, He Jun finally broke out and kicked him on the waist, "Ma, you should be Lao Tzu's mud." ”

Wang Bohan laughed, and said in a weird manner, "He Jun, this is your mistake, the basketball game is already fierce, and it is inevitable to bruise." ”

He Jun wiped the sweat off his face, spit a mouthful of saliva, glared at Wang Bohan, and said categorically, "Okay, you wait." ”

He Jun looked at Qiao Ran, who was helped up, and his face was a little painful, "How is it?"

Qiao Ran sighed, "It's not good, I twisted my neck." "Although the group of people in the fourth class of the last competition was not honest, it was not as fierce as it is now.

Su Kai, who had been knocked down before, proposed, "Let Si Hao get on." ”

Zhang Yu handed over the coat to Zhou Zizhuo, although he often bullied He Jun, who was cheap, but when his good brother was bullied, Zhang Yu, who was good at qi cultivation and kung fu, still moved his liver fire, just like in the Great Nirvana, it was really a Buddha with fire "I'll come." Looking at the bruises on Su Kai's head, Zhang Yu patted him on the shoulder, "Let Lin Ang do it for you." ”

patted Lin Ang's strong arm, Zhang Yu smiled and glanced at Wang Bohan, who was looking at him with disdain, "When you go on the field, you just pass the ball to He Jun." ”

Zhang Yu replaced Qiao Ran against Wang Bohan, Lin Ang replaced Su Kai against the upper inch, the game was still full of gunpowder, when Zhang Yu received the ball and made a jumper, an arm appeared in the field of vision, and then his face felt hot.

Seeing that Zhang Yu was slapped in the face by Wang Bohan's elbow, he just said sorry casually, not intentionally, Song Jing, who was cheering off the court, bit her lower lip and cursed this ugly-looking guy in her heart, and by the way, she hated the basketball players of the fourth class.

Zhang Yu understands very well that compared with the people on the court, his skills are much worse than those who have not participated in basketball games in high school and college, and even Lin Ang is better than himself by virtue of his body shape.

The defense line organized by He Jun was once again easily torn apart by the other party, Zhang Ye jumped up and threw the ball, He Jun jumped up, trying to stop it, Wang Bohan's elbow once again brushed Zhang Yu's face.

He Jun didn't block Zhang Ye's shot, Wang Bohan turned around and went back to defense, the moment he saw Zhang Yu's bright smile, he had a bad feeling, and the next moment, he felt that his body suddenly lost its center of gravity, fell down, and had a close contact with the earth.

Getting up from the ground, Wang Bohan grabbed Zhang Yu's clothes and yelled angrily, "Damn, you trip me." ”

Zhang Yu broke Wang Bohan's finger and smiled faintly, "I'm sorry, I didn't see it." ”

Zhang Yu's kick finally calmed down Wang Bohan, but the small movements continued, and when he saw Zhang Yu's jerky dribble, this guy didn't give up.

Zhang Yu took the ball and showed his non-standard shooting posture, "Haha, I thought you were so good, it turned out that you were also a rookie, my brother is here watching you shoot, I will ...... the ball if you throw it"

After eating these two words without saying it, the ball had already entered the basket, looking at the color of pig liver on Wang Bohan's face, Zhang Yu exhaled, it turned out that the feeling of slapping his face was so sour.