The break was not long, and the second quarter began.

     are all amateur games, although they also have to play four quarters, but they are not like professional games, fouls are stopped, in fact, after a quarter, the time for full play is at most six or seven minutes.

    Rao is like this, except for Gao Ming, the players on the side of the School of Computer Science are all over 30, and Professor Wang, who plays point guard, is more than 40 open, plus Gao Ming's body is not good, the defensive tasks of the four of them are heavier, and there is no substitute to change, and most of the body has been consumed in this section.

     Section 2, perhaps because the School of Economics and Management recognized his own problems, Fu Wenbo also calmed down, no longer focused on Gao Ming's trouble, and began to seriously start a positional battle with the School of Computer Science.

     Gao Ming's side is a little unbearable, although the morale is still there, but the lead score is being eaten away little by little, and it has been exceeded by 2 points at halftime.

    At halftime, Zhao Feng called the two team members who were still on the road, completely out of spirit, this time period is the time when Jiangcheng is jammed with traffic, unless these two can fly over, otherwise, when they have dinner, these two may not be able to come back.

    In the third quarter, several veterans were so tired and out of breath that they couldn't even move their legs, so they could only watch Fu Wenbo shoot at will, while Zhao Feng was entangled by several other team members in rotation, no matter how awesome he was, he couldn't top the whole team alone.

    After this quarter, he was already behind by as many as 20 points, if it weren't for Zhao Feng's bravery, the offense could still play a few, and the game would have lost its suspense.

    The audience also knew that the defeat of the School of Computer Science was decided, and the girls no longer shouted and cheered for the teachers.

     The students and teachers who met Gao Ming for the first time were somewhat dissatisfied with Gao Ming, who was still walking on the field, he was the youngest, but let those teachers who were older than him tired of attacking and defending on the field.

    Especially Professor Wang, who is in his early 40s, is sweating profusely and panting and almost out of strength, but he is still fighting hard, which is in stark contrast to Gao Ming, who has not seen a single bead of sweat on the field.

    Zhou Chunshan, who had a big bag on his head, was happy at this time, the score was stalemate just now, even if he couldn't get used to Gao Ming, it was hard to say, Gao Ming might be a tactic they formulated, and the bald uncle was not so brainless, if he was wrong, there were not a few people here who wanted to see his jokes.

    But now that the team is behind by a big score, Lao Zhou can finally express his opinion, and making the high-pitched wolf bèi unbearable is the only thing that can make him happier today, and it can even offset the depression caused by the flying stone that threw a big bag on his head.

    He saw all kinds of schadenfreude from many teachers and students when they saw the big bag on his forehead that was comparable to a small rhinoceros horn, and now, there was finally someone more unlucky than himself, which made Lao Zhou very pleased.

    "This little high, why don't we have the spirit of our computer college at all, you see Lao Wang, such an old person, for the collective sense of honor, are still working hard, is a gentleman. Hey, this young man, I think there's something wrong with this thinking, there's a problem. The bald uncle pointed to Gao Ming, who was still walking in the court, and began to hate iron but not steel.

    Although he didn't bring a dirty word, all the people present were cultural people, and everyone could hear the meaning of his words.

    It is estimated that the bald uncle has also seen too much news, and the official tone is very much like a leader, and killing people with soft knives has always been their forte.

    "yes, yes, this guy has a problem with his attitude. Although some people think that Lao Zhou's speech is a bit poisonous, Gao Ming's appearance on the field does show this problem, and he also commented.

    Su Keran bit her lip, and somehow, she didn't want to laugh at Gao Ming at this time, but had a feeling of anger.

    Although Gao Ming is a bastard and a shameless pervert, Su Keran has a vague feeling in her heart, she doesn't want Gao Ming to be a soft egg.

     He raised his eyebrows and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, although Su Keran felt that it was provoking, which made her angry, but she had to admit that she was still quite handsome, and there was a hint of brilliance in the drag.

    The sound off the field was not small, and the players on the field could hear it clearly, Gao Ming looked at the bald uncle who was only two meters away from his side with disdain.

    He couldn't recognize the bald uncle from the crowd without a glance.

    The top of the oily head is diffused with a faint light under the hidden light, dazzling like a night light in the crowd, and the rhinoceros horn on the forehead almost didn't make Gao Ming laugh out loud on the field, Nima, is this the Golden Horn King in Journey to the West?

     inadvertently swept Su Keran's face, although as usual, it was still cold, but there was a trace of eagerness in her eyes, and when she found him looking at herself, she didn't want to kill when she touched herself just now.

     rather, but it was a little complicated, and it was complicated, which made Gao Ming's heart skip a beat, and he quickly looked away.

    Fu Wenbo, who was attacking with the ball, saw this qiē in his eyes, and was even more sure that the little white face in front of him who came up to play soy sauce had something to do with Su Keran, and the jealousy that had just been quelled because of the smooth play was burning again.

      slapped the ball and forced it to Gao Ming's side, and the other players looked at it, and they returned to the state of the first quarter. But because they were ahead a lot, the old men who watched the computer school couldn't turn the tables, so they scattered around and asked Fu Wenbo to play with the soy sauce kid.

    Subconsciously, perhaps because of Su Keran's eyes, Gao Ming did not dodge this time, but took the initiative to stick it up, trying his best to defend this time.

    "Hey, boy, I'm finally willing to come up, did you hear what the teachers in your department said about you?" Are you sure you can defend me? When Fu Wenbo saw that Gao Ming dared to post it, he was overjoyed, and said in a low voice while leaning on Gao Ming.

    He was really afraid that Gao Ming would run away again, so if he chased Gao Ming with a ball, he would definitely become the biggest joke at Chujiang University this month.

    "You've passed my level." Gao Ming used all the strength he had to stick to Fu Wenbo, the other party didn't make a bad move, and his needle wouldn't pierce people.

    "Hey, boy, I'll see how you defend yourself." Fu Wenbo smiled gloomily, he was worried that the game was almost over, and he didn't abuse this slippery and undisciplined little white face, but he didn't expect him to be stimulated at this time and take the initiative to post it.

      exerted all his strength, slammed into Gao Ming with his back, Fu Wenbo has been exercising all year round, he naturally knows that with his strength, Zhao Feng is not inferior to him in the whole court, and even the center in his team does not dare to play this close defense with him every day, and there is a precedent of being knocked out alive by him.

     This little white face, hit by him, he has to be angry if he is not dizzy, Fu Wenbo has this confidence, and he is not worried about what others say about him, this is a reasonable action in basketball, but he quietly added a little material, and in amateur games, it is normal for the action to be not so standardized.

    Gao Ming only felt a strong surge, subconsciously, mobilized internal force to resist, but the empty trace of strength could not be mobilized, and worse, the abnormal protrusion.

     is broken.

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