The game was a one-sided situation, the expected dragon battle and tiger battle peak duel did not appear, missing Ye Qiu's ninth class, like a dragon who had lost his soul, his teeth and claws could not hide his weak inside, and he could only let the four classes and a group of lewd men wreak havoc on the basket again and again.

The two commentators looked listless, Huang Jianxiang was even drowsy, Han Qiaomu obviously did not have the passion at the beginning, his eyes have been cruising in the cheering group of the nine classes, the number of beauties in the nine classes is recognized by the whole school, in addition to the school flower Duanmu Ting, others such as Wu Mingyue, Xu Jiajia, Sun Lin, etc. are also very eye-catching girls with different personalities, and pulling one out is also the master of the class flower level.

"Cough", Han Qiaomu suddenly saw the principal's dissatisfied gaze and looked over at the commentary platform, coughed and reminded Huang Jianxiang, who was about to fall asleep, the latter was excited, and opened his mouth to come: "Now the game has reached the most critical moment, Li Guoqiang has seven injuries in one move, the so-called seven injuries in one practice, all seven are injured." Therefore, the so-called "seven wounds" is to hurt oneself first, and then hurt others, but looking at this Ye Qiu, standing with a smile, but using Tai Chi Yun to resolve the strength of the seven wounds fist or fierce, or feminine, or soft in rigidity, or rigidity, or horizontal, or straight, or inward............."

Han Qiaomu grabbed the microphone, he really couldn't find anything worth explaining on the field, and teased casually: "Ladies and gentlemen, during the game, have you noticed that the hairstyle of the No. 16 player in Class 9 is very special, the soft place is like a weak willow supporting the wind, the firm place is like a stone piercing the clouds, and the messy is sexy, especially the strand of curly hair on the forehead is really the finishing touch, and the sharp temperament is coming, in short, his hairstyle does not match his face shape, the face shape is not suitable for his figure, the figure does not fit his clothes, and the clothes do not match his temperament, It's really a failure of failures, but if you zoom in carefully, so many failures are gathered together, but it presents a different style, perhaps, here, we find the most fashionable fashion trends for this autumn and winter. Look at him playing again, no one has anywhere to change the direction of dribbling, he is stunned when he defends, he is like a wood when he attacks, and he doesn't know if he has stiff joints or Parkinson's disease, but he is such a player, but it reminds me of Zhang Haidi, I think of Hua Manlou, I think of the ruthlessness of the four famous catches, I think of Paul Kochakin, a kind of pursuit of victory, a kind of self-confidence in the future is flashing, come on, the disabled No. 16, we will be proud of you! ”

Huang Jianxiang followed: "Yes, yes, the players in Class 9 today are all extremely stylish players, everyone look at No. 14 Xu Mu, he is the first player in the history of the school to wear sunglasses to play basketball, I don't know if the sunglasses of this famous brand Baleno can bring him good luck, what?!! God, this is an illusion, isn't it" Huang Jianxiang suddenly let out a groan, "God, this is not real, what do I see,"

The audience was silent, everyone was there, including the referee, what happened in the 24 seconds just now.

Tian Kai dribbled through the midfield and encountered a double bag, Xu Mu ran but was tightly entangled by the defenders, Huang Liang was pushed outside the two-point line by Li Guoqiang, Wang Cong'an trembled in the shadow of Tong Ling, and the only player Tang Xiaoshi stood alone at the top of the three-point arc.

The ball, actually gave it to Tang Xiaoshi, Tong Ling sneered, sample, just now I was amused by your eighteen consecutive changes of direction, and it took you to score a goal, do you break through again and try again? The hot pot is so covered that you can't find the north.

Tang Xiaoshi received the ball, did not dribble, did not break through, adjusted it, and shot.

Oh my God.

The orange basketball crossed a perfect arc and plunged into the net, not even touching the frame, only listening to the sound of brushing, a sword through the heart, three points! It's actually three points, absolutely three points!

There was a burst of applause from the audience of Class 9, good, come on, the perverts in the audience were shocked by the sound of Yingsheng Yanyu, and the jealousy of the lewd men in Class 9 was added to it.

"Coincidence, it's definitely a coincidence", Li Guoqiang easily broke through Tang Xiaoshi and gave the ball to Tong Ling, thinking that how could a layman who was caught in basketball not know how to basket shoot such an accurate three-pointer, it must have been blind. Tong Ling easily wiped the board and scored, and at 24:10, he slapped Li Guoqiang who passed in seconds, and ran back complacently.

Good ball, suddenly there was another cheer from behind, "Tang Xiaoshi, one more"

The same position, the same shot, the same perfect arc, the same sword through the heart, another 3 points.

I don't know when, or rather, Tang Xiaoshi started to run when Li Guoqiang broke through, and when he ran to the top of the arc of the fourth class, Tong Ling wiped the cricket ball and just landed, the ninth class served, Tian Kai passed the ball in one half, and the ball reluctantly fell into Tang Xiaoshi's hands, and at this moment, Li Guoqiang and Tong Ling's two idiots were high-five to celebrate.

There was no one on the other side, Tang Xiaoshi didn't choose a more stable layup, it was actually three points again, and he actually scored again, how much confidence does this take, everyone froze, the hairstyle in front of him does not match the face shape, and the person with the face shape does not match the clothes does not look as old-fashioned as at the beginning, master, absolute master, a master's temperament seems to emanate from the pores of his body, perhaps, he is the secret weapon of the ninth class.

Huang Liang patted Xu Mu, who was also shocked, "You really taught him, one night, he is a genius, and so are you", Xu Mu muttered: "I said, when he practiced shooting, I rarely heard the sound of the basketball hitting the board or the frame, it turned out that those balls were hollow into the frame!" It's just that now the light is so strong, how did he do it? ”

“*！！” Li Guoqiang, angry, Tang Xiaoshi, who scored 0 in his defensive strategy, was directly ignored, and now it is this point that snatched 6 points from them, so that the score could not be pulled away, and the two sharp three-pointers made him have to face the reality, "Meng Wei, you keep an eye on No. 16, don't let him shoot three-pointers, others mark people to defend, Tong Ling guards the basket, and Huang Liang hands it over to me."

Wow! It's three points again, and the same sword pierces the heart.

This time it was Xu Mu who made a move, Xu Mu who was wearing sunglasses let out a burst of laughter, the apprentice couldn't prevent it, and he wanted to prevent the master, although Tang Xiaoshi was a genius, and I was a genius master, and I was also a genius, no wonder he knew the secret that the darker I was, the more points I was, so he sent me these sunglasses, which were really much easier to use, but he didn't wear sunglasses himself, why was it accurate?

"Three-point rain, the ninth class suddenly had a sharp three-point rain, and the source of this sharp three-point rain is actually the No. 16 player who has been despised by everyone before, when no one scored, he stood up, and got the first point of the ninth class with difficulty, and when he couldn't open the situation, he stood up again, and used an accurate three-point shot to tear apart the opponent's defense, these are the differences between ace players and ordinary players, is it that the reason why Ye Qiu does not play is because the ninth class has found a new soul"

The game finally became intense, although Tang Xiaoshi leaked like a sieve on the defensive end as always, but the two accurate outside pitchers on the 16th and 14th took turns to close the score.

"No one in the sky and on the ground can describe the speed of this ball, but everyone knows that the ball must be where it should be, that is, in the basket", Huang Jianxiang's face was solemn, and he turned his head and asked: "Qiao Mu, are you sure that No. 16 is not surnamed Li, I suddenly feel that he may be the successor of Xiao Li's flying knife."

24:1326:1628:19Duanmu Ting's face was flushed with excitement, there were still 30 seconds left before the end of the first half, the score was pulled to within 10 points, chance, we still have a chance, we still have a chance to win, perhaps, Tang Xiaoshi is really the same as Ye Qiu back then, he is a person who can create miracles and lead us to victory, come on! Tang Xiaoshi! Come on, the king of class 9.

The fourth-class attack, if nothing else, will be the last attack of the first half.

Huang Liang suddenly smiled weirdly at Tang Xiaoshi, stretched out his index finger and shook it, and said in a low voice: "It's time", Tang Xiaoshi's heart froze, do you really want to use that trick?

Tong Ling burst into the forbidden area violently and beat Wang Cong'an, poor Wang Cong'an guarded the last thin film like a ravaged girl, but he couldn't hold on. Xu Mu made up for it, and Tang Xiaoshi assisted in defending Li Guoqiang, and Huang Liang was also restrained by the opponent, seeing that Wang Cong'an's last membrane was about to be rudely pierced.

Huang Liang suddenly groaned: "Ju Canli is lonely."

Everyone was stunned for 0.001 seconds, in such a fierce competition, Huang Liang suddenly chanted a poem, is it a head show?

Tang Xiaoshi moved, left Li Guoqiang, and suddenly rushed into the crime scene of Tongling * Wang Cong'an.

A sharp wind blew, and the remnant chrysanthemum slowly fell to the ground, and the air was filled with a sad feeling, and Jay Chou's singing voice was vaguely heard: "Ju flowers are all over the ground, your smile has turned yellow, the flowers have fallen to people's hearts, my heart is lying quietly, the north wind is chaotic, the night is not young, your shadow is constantly clipping, leaving me alone on the lake in pairs"

Hearing only a terrible scream, Tong Ling jumped up with his hands on his buttocks, jumped and fell on the sidelines, and the basketball fell out of bounds. What happened just now was so fast that even the referee couldn't see it clearly.

"Foul" Li Guoqiang shouted, Tang Xiaoshi's face turned red and spread his hands.

The referee ran to Tong Ling and asked, "Did he foul just now?" ”

Tong Ling was sweating profusely, but his expression was very twisted, and his voice was much quieter: "He beat me"

"Where did he beat you?"

"........." Tong Ling's face was flushed, panting, his hands were always unconsciously covering his buttocks, his eyes flickered, but he never said where he was beaten.

Huang Liang patted Tang Xiaoshi's shoulder excitedly, lowered his voice and said: "Lonely Canju hand, you have finally practiced, haha, idiot Tongling, * is raped if you don't succeed, retribution!" ”

"Don't mention retribution, this trick will really be punished by God, my right index finger is numb, it seems to be cramping, it hurts"

"I*, no, not so fast, I didn't do anything that day when I used this trick, and I was unlucky the next day, after I finished fighting, I found some banana leaves to boil water for you to wash your hands, bear with it first"

“………”

The referee looked at it with disdain, Tong Ling, an idiot, couldn't even say where he was beaten, he deserved it, he was going to award a penalty kick, but after thinking about it, he awarded the ball to the fourth class, but it was just an out-of-bounds serve.

The ball was released, Tong Ling obviously lost his original momentum, he cowered and didn't dare to ask for the ball, looking at Tang Xiaoshi's eyes were full of fear, everyone except Huang Liang was puzzled, what happened in the moment just now, making such a tall center so timid.

A real warrior, dare to face the dripping blood, dare to offer brilliant juhua flowers, Li Guoqiang is an absolute warrior, shouted, gave me the ball, caught the ball and rushed towards the * swing trio, Tang Xiaoshi's four-person inner line rushed over.

The old man on the wall sneered again: "Lonely Canju hand, it won't be wrong, that No. 16 must be his heir, this world is so small, hehe, I couldn't compare to you back then, and now let my apprentice blow up your apprentice, it can be regarded as helping me take revenge, haha."

Li Ya thought depressedly on the side: Master Qiu is really a ball idiot, I don't know what to say when I see basketball, what an idiot, but how does that No. 16 look a bit like that Hong Xinghaonan that day?