It is undeniable that although Mao Xiao did not dare to face the courage of the evil forces on campus, but on the basketball court, he was very calm, Su Can was not proficient in basketball, and it could be said that he only knew how to grab the ball and shoot indiscriminately when he was a student.

The current Su Can naturally inherited the ignorance of basketball in later generations, and it is estimated that he may not even be able to walk ten meters straight without making a mistake when shooting and dribbling, but this does not prevent him from objectively analyzing the operation of the entire ball game.

Yue Zijiang pays more attention to individual performances in the ball game, and even his teammates can see a lot of resentment, and someone will inevitably scratch him at the end of a game, but in the cheers of the women, Yue Zijiang doesn't care at all, his skills may be impeccable in the eyes of high school students at this stage, but in the eyes of the well-informed Su Can in later generations, there are inevitably many limitations, and there are also many flaws exposed in order to be cool.

In comparison, Mao Xiao's style of play is much calmer, each has its own strengths, and it really can't be strictly divided into the highs and the lows, but the current Mao Xiao, perhaps because of the influence of Wang Haoran's incident, has left a shadow at this stage, and he is also afraid of Yue Zijiang, Wang Haoran's family, so his strength is in the way and is greatly reduced.

Seeing the stunned look in Mao Xiao's eyes, of course Su Can couldn't analyze him like this, "His personal heroism is too strong, don't you know that this is not a one-person stage? Basketball is not a one-person game, and I am also a little interested, if I join your basketball team, will you give me counseling and open some small stoves?"

Mao Xiao didn't expect that Su Can, who had always been indifferent, not only did not reject him, but put down his posture even more, asked him for basketball advice, and clearly wanted him to help, and he felt flattered for a while.

Nodding, Mao Xiao's uneasy state of mind when he found Su Can was much better now.

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The half-term exam is coming, and although the atmosphere in the grade is not so tense and exaggerated, it can still be seen that there are fewer people who usually stand in the corridor after class to breathe, and there are boys and girls who like to get together, and they will invisibly discuss the first-class fierce people in the class and grade.

This is an excellent atmosphere in the first middle school of the city, although the material comparison has fueled an unhealthy trend, and in addition it has created the precocious maturity of students, but the comparison in learning has also developed in the ascendant.

Even Xue Yiyang felt some pressure, and began to tackle some related topics assigned by the teacher, and was occasionally surprised by Su Can's learning ability.

In the strong one, even if you are reborn, if you deliberately keep a low profile, you will be drowned vigorously. If you don't do your best, your fate will not be changed, and you will still do nothing.

Therefore, he has to start to be high-profile, from relearning basketball to not hiding that he can do some mid-to-high-end topics, all of which gradually make Su Can shine.

He is adjusting his trajectory and state, and begins to sprint to chase Tang Yan's life.

The passage of time may not feel like much for these students who are eager to grow up and leave high school, but for Su Can, the passage of each day is distressing, and in this long and boring career, his psychology is actually anxious.

Recalling those movies and novels of later generations. Which person is reborn is not to do a vigorous career, but he stays in this high school where the camphor covers the sky, and he does not have millions of VIP cards in his pocket, and he does not have eye-catching amazing sports cars when he goes out, let alone his own business empire and political context that destroys people.

It's like a person facing a lottery ticket that won 300 million, and what is in front of him is a huge material acquisition, but it is still not the lottery date, and there is nothing in his hand except for a piece of paper representing the win.

This huge feeling of emptiness almost made him cramp in his chest and abdomen.

When the third basketball smashed into his face, Su Can covered his sore nose, and the two fingers of his right hand that were swollen by the crusty basketball, made him feel that he was still full of knowledge and in this sweaty real life.

Mao Xiao and a few people surrounded him, "Are you okay?"

Su Can waved his hand, and everyone saw that Su Can was fine, and while they dispersed, they were all stunned.

On the side of the open-air court, there was a girl sitting peacefully, wearing a plain black sweatshirt, two long legs tightly wrapped by slacks, wearing a peaked cap, her hair hanging down from the brim of the back of her head like a ponytail, and her bright eyes were piercing through the fog of autumn, looking at them flickeringly.

Thinking that he had just arrived, he actually chuckled when he saw Su Can's clumsy steps under the practice.

Mao Xiao and several other men had a feeling of worthlessness for Su Can in their hearts, a beautiful girl like this finally became an audience, who knew that Su Can's debut was really bad, it was nothing to lose face in front of a few big men, and Mao Xiao would not laugh at him, but a basketball knight always played the appearance of Don Quixote who crashed into a windmill in front of beautiful women, which was undoubtedly too inferior.

It turned out to be Lin Luoran!

Su Can still remembered the arrogance of this woman, but fortunately he didn't have the idea of getting to know her further, so although he was a little annoyed by his athletic idiotic talent in basketball, Su Can could still learn to directly tease the girl's lips with a nonchalant tease.

Who knows that if you don't look for unpleasant, it doesn't mean that unpleasant things won't come to you, Lin Luoran got up from the audience and stepped down step by step, with a soft and boneless waist, towering chest, and a curve when walking with his body, there was an invisibly feeling that the blood of these hot-blooded boys on the scene was swelling.

"This is your level?" Lin Luoran seemed to smile, but the boys on the scene were not happy, it was just Su Can's level, please don't mix it up.

They all looked at Lin Luoran with some expressions.

Lin Luoran waved her hand, and she could hardly see how she moved, and the ball held by the tall man who was the center of the basketball team jumped straight out without warning.

The fragrant breeze blows, Lin Luoran's delicate body suddenly moves like a cunning rabbit, the delicate body appears in the middle of the air where the ball falls, the delicate jade palms of the hands are solid balls, accompanied by a rotation of the body to the ground, the horsetail flutters, the dribble in the hand like the wind, the fragrant shoulders are slightly low, at the moment when Mao Xiao and others have not yet reacted, with extremely fast dribbling, S-shaped shuttle through the space between the gaps.

I only heard the sound of the basketball constantly plopping on the ground and jumping with a strong sense of rhythm, just like the street basketball with extraordinary skills that Su Can saw in his later life.

Lin Luoran held the ball with one hand, her waist was cross-legged, and the arc of her feet became more and more slender and magnificent, and because her body was too soft, under the sweater, the white jade mutton fat-like waist muscles were undoubtedly revealed.

Under the slightly misty autumn day, in front of the three-meter basketball board, Lin Luoran soared in the air in such a pleasing posture, blocking the sunlight that should have been reflected in everyone's eyes, and drew a gorgeous stroke.

Then he landed on one knee and half kneeled, and the basketball arced into the basket when it drilled into the basket with a sound of "Gong Dong!" came from here.

Su Can looked at the rich girl in front of him in a daze, his expression with his mouth open like a carp was about the same as the expressions of Mao Xiao and the others around him.

The peaked cap that had already floated up rolled to the ground with the wind, and the rubber band that bound Lin Luoran's hair fell off, and his long hair fluttered away.

Turning around, the corners of Lin Luoran's mouth with a smile turned up slightly, "If you want to learn to play ball and chase girls, you probably found the wrong master." ”

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The head is a little confused, and I don't know what title to use to accurately call the Beacon God to recommend Aobao, look, life is always full of such surprises, and it is easy to fool Aobao into a believer.

I thought about how to be grateful to the Beacon God, but the big brother of "Chen Ergou" really doesn't need the tiny Aobao to show his teeth and claws beside him, I think I can write a book well, and if there is a confrontation of ideas with the Beacon God, then it is a comrade-in-arms. It's an honor!

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