Chapter 337: Angry and Corrupt
Zhang Mengqi's appearance made the onlookers scream "whoa-" and asked one after another, "Which class is this beautiful woman in, is she new......?"
The boys' exclamations made Yang Longhui very unhappy, and he glared, "Come on!" After that, he entered with a basketball. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
The two classmates of their own team looked at it with suspicion, although they were not shorter than Yang Longhui, but they looked a little thin in comparison, and asked with concern, "How is it, can you do it?" β
Zhang Mengqi smiled, "Anyway, it's fun, try it"
Yang Longhui has long been holding his breath to retaliate against Zhang Mengqi, he has never had a chance, this can be found to be an opportunity, as soon as he gets the ball, he will stare at it, as long as Zhang Mengqi gets the ball, he will rampage to the ground and break the ball, when Zhang Mengqi wants to shoot, he will block without a head, anyway, there is no referee, and he is not afraid of being sent off.
The strange thing is that this thin and tall man is very flexible, Yang Longhui's random collision did not pose much threat to him, and the ball was still continuously thrown into the basket.
However, Yang Longhui lost his former brilliance, either he was broken by a thin and tall man when he passed the ball, or he was capped, although Yang Longhui deliberately carefully watched the opponent's cap, how could other people's caps be handled very accurately, it was really exciting.
After more than ten minutes, most of Yang Longhui's fans have rebelled, every time Zhang Mengqi throws a ball, they have to let out cheers and screams, Yang Longhui is broken or capped, they still let out intoxicated cheers.
What annoyed Yang Longhui was that even his most loyal fans shouted with other female students, "Come on, come on, beauties, cover him......"
When Zhang Mengqi jumped up and blocked the hat again, Yang Longhui's old trick was repeated, the layup was a feint, and it was true that he smashed Zhang Mengqi's face with his elbow, but what made him strange was that the two of them jumped up together, obviously so close to the nine-out of ten, but his elbow was empty, and his feet seemed to be tripped, making him fall sideways and fall to the ground.
This time he fell very hard, Yang Longhui lay on the ground and meandered twice, and said in his heart, "It hurts!" β
Others pulled him up and asked him how he was, he closed his mouth and nodded, and his classmates persuaded, "Forget it, stop playing!" β
Yang Longhui insisted on standing up straight, taking two steps to move, and gradually recovered, seeing that everyone was leaving, he roared with red eyes, "I haven't decided the winner yet, I see who dares to go!" β
Everyone knows how powerful Yang Longhui is, and seeing that he is really popular, no one dares to say that he wants to leave, so he has to accompany him to continue fighting.
The onlookers seem to have no conscience, usually begging to follow Yang Longhui's ass as fans, and now their idol has met an opponent, and the opponent is actually a beauty, seeing that the beauty easily suppressed Yang Longhui's momentum, especially when Yang Longhui fell to the ground, these girls were more excited than drinking chicken blood, "wow", "too handsome", "cool"......
The cheers of the girls fell into Yang Longhui's ears, making him more uncomfortable than falling on his heels, and he wanted to vomit blood.
When Zhang Mengqi jumped up and dunked again, Yang Longhui really died, he just squatted slightly to defend, but gave him a sweeping leg after Zhang Mengqi jumped, he didn't care how despicable the girls would say, Zhang Mengqi was covered in blood and miserable, he was the winner.
This time it was still to his surprise, he felt that his leg seemed to sweep onto the stone pillar, and it hurt so much that he squatted on the ground holding his leg, Zhang Mengqi threw the ball into the basket, jumped under the basket, and looked back at Yang Longhui who was squatting on the ground as if nothing had happened.
When others saw that Yang Longhui was so painful that the sweat on his sideburns came out, they all persuaded him to stop fighting, but he was still unwilling, struggling to stand up, holding the basketball and continuing, but as soon as he took a step, he almost fell down in pain, so he had to stand there still.
Zhang Mengqi glanced at him coldly, turned his head and left.
Yang Longhui roared behind his back, "You come back to me!" Seeing that he didn't pay attention to him at all, he raised his hand and smashed the basketball at the back of Zhang Mengqi's head.
Zhang Mengqi turned around and waved his hand, and beat the basketball back, where did it come from, and where did it come back, and it happened to smash on Yang Longhui's face.
Although the basketball is inflated, it is not easy for this thing to smash on the face, the basketball fell from Yang Longhui's face, everyone found that Yang Longhui's nose was gone, replaced by a poached egg, blood flowed out from the two holes under the poached egg, Yang Longhui couldn't say a word, covered his nose and squatted on the ground.
There was such a lively game here, shouting and shouting, and they had already attracted the players playing on the court next to them, and several boys saw Zhang Mengqi's skills so superb, and now they ran up excitedly to surround him,
The students continued to ask him with oily faces, "Join our team, what class are you from?" β
"I'm a teacher." Zhang Mengqi replied honestly.
"Teacherβ" a few students sneered, "Hey, no wonder it's so powerful......
A student looked at the chaotic crowd on Yang Longhui's side, and whispered mysteriously, "Teacher, Yang Longhui is not easy to mess with, this kid is ruthless, you have to be careful." β
"Hmm" Zhang Mengqi looked at the student and smiled, "Thank you, I'll go back and find a bulletproof vest to put on"
Zhang Mengqi left the basketball court and walked around again before returning to the dormitory.
There was already a teacher waiting for him in the dormitory, and when he saw him coming back, he said angrily, "Director Li asked people to look for you everywhere, you are back, come with me!" β
"What are you doing, where are you going?" Zhang Mengqi asked.
The teacher said angrily, "Don't you know yourself, you just broke the bridge of the student's nose, you did it!" β
Zhang Mengqi didn't tell the difference, and followed him to the political and educational office, the director of political education, Li Xiangzhou, was a short and fat man, and wiped his hairstyle with saliva, and his two thick lips were brushed with saliva dipped in his tongue to make them shiny and shiny, much like two freshly baked Taiwanese grilled sausages.
On the sofa in the office sat a man and a woman in their thirties, who looked like upper-class people in society at first glance, with a layer of frost and snow on their faces.
Zhang Mengqi walked into the office, and the flattering smile on Director Li's face disappeared like a slide, replaced by another look of Xiao Kill, and his eyes were stern, "You are Zhang Mengqi, what's the matter with Yang Longhui's broken nose?" β
Zhang Mengqi nodded and said expressionlessly, "He hit me with a basketball, and I hit it back with my hand and smashed it in the face." β
The woman sitting on the sofa couldn't help it, "It's so easy to say, Long Hui is only a teenager, and the bridge of his nose has been broken, is it so easy to recover?"