"Stop!" Wang Jie, who saw this scene from a distance, hurriedly ran over, and the whistle in his mouth kept ringing. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Huo Yan let go unhappily, turned his head and smacked lightly.

"If there are any conflicts between classmates that can't be solved well, what are you talking about!" Wang Jie had a serious face.

"Teacher, she..." Zhao Yu wanted the wicked person to sue first, but who knew that the words were stopped before they could be spoken.

"I don't care which of you is right or wrong, in short, scolding and fighting is not right, hurry up and prepare, the selection will start immediately." After blowing the whistle, Wang Jie returned to the selection venue again.

"Hmph, we'll see!" Zhao Yu put on a fierce look, put down the cruel words, and led the public to the selection location.

"Mu Ling, aren't you angry when they say this about you?" It seemed that he hated iron but not steel, Huo Yan stomped his feet.

"Isn't it going to be selected, it's fun to crush them on the court, isn't it?" Mu Ling narrowed her eyes, and a smile rose at the corner of her mouth.

Hearing this, Huo Yan immediately entered the burning mode and waited to kill the Quartet.

Walking forward slowly, the boys' results are almost all out.

Li Chao won the championship strongly, and the villain raised his eyebrows like a villain who ran past him last time, and his expression was a little underbeaten.

As for our little prince of sports, Qi Yang, he can be squeezed into the alternate team.

The boys left in pieces, and the girls stumbled into the field.

The first round is a set shot.

Mu Ling was the last to draw the ranking, and the first to play was the strong man Zhao Yu.

With a twist of his wrist, Zhao Yu immediately picked up the ball in the frame after Wang Jie said "timer starts" and began to aim and shoot.

The right foot is pointed to the center of the hoop, and the fingers and palms touch the ball slightly, and the fingertips control the alignment of the ball.

Zhao Yu bent his knees slightly, and his shot was soft and smooth, and the ball immediately shot from the end of his fingers, naturally leaving his fingers, drawing a graceful parabola in the sky, and finally falling vertically into the basket.

didn't stop, Zhao Yu immediately re-took the ball and shot, one after another, without omission.

"Not bad." Wang Jie on the side sighed.

Probably because of the ups and downs in his heart, the ball was a little off, and after a circle on the basket, it slowly fell from the side.

With a snort, Zhao Yu continued to shoot, but several balls did not enter the frame in a row.

She took a deep breath, settled down, bit her lip and threw the basketball again, the direction of the force was more refined, and slowly, the ball that had missed her head was also perfected again.

In the end, Zhao Yu's score was 31 per minute, which was quite good after several mistakes.

Wang Jie also sincerely admired that there are very few boys who can reach this level.

Twisting his wrist again, Zhao Yu glanced at Mu Ling with contempt, as if he was a high emperor who could dominate all beings.

Ignoring Zhao Yu's provocation, Mu Ling continued to watch the game, and the next shots were much inferior, and no one reached twenty.

When it was Huo Yan's turn, Mu Ling cheered her on in a whisper, and she walked to the basket with a smile.

Similarly, at the beginning of Wang Jie's order, Huo Yan was like a soaring eagle, revealing the edge of the king.

Different from Zhao Yu's vertical investment, Huo Yan's shooting method is oblique, which can save time and energy, and there are few mistakes, and in one minute, Huo Yan invested 40, which is a god-like achievement.

After it was over, Zhao Yu's whole face was blue, and his teeth creaked, but he didn't make a sound.

In the end, she still chose to swallow this breath, and secretly decided that sooner or later on the competition field, she would let Huo Yan not be able to eat and walk around.

Besides, Huo Yan's sports ability is strong, but she is not particularly targeted by herself, and the number one enemy now is Mu Ling.

Not only because she is Shi Jiaxin's hardcore, but also because of the disdainful look she looks at like a clown when she gets up on the bench, which successfully angers her.

Thinking about it, Mu Ling came on the field. She wanted to see if this tender person had the qualifications to stand at the top.

Here, Mu Ling's heart is beating drums, she is a real basketball novice, all the training is the hour after school, and it is obviously impossible to become a basketball master quickly.

So how to shoot quickly and with a high and low shooting percentage? Mu Ling narrowed her eyes.

Pregnant!

With Wang Jie's order, Mu Ling immediately picked up the ball next to her, jumped up slightly, and aimed the ball at the tablet directly behind the basketball frame.

What you want to borrow is this rebound force!

An upright basketball board is significantly easier to aim than a horizontal rim. Actually, this is also a bit of a coincidence, on the court, who can guarantee that you will face the rebound shot, so this method is not advisable in many cases.

Unless, you can grasp the direction of rebounding according to the deflection angle.

said that it was too late, and a minute passed in the blink of an eye, and Mu Ling's breathing rate also increased. Excitingly, she didn't miss a single ball!

The score is 41, one more than Huo Yan, the great god, and the friends almost picked up the jaws that fell on the ground.

On the other hand, Zhao Yu's two hands were clenched into fists, almost pinching into the flesh, his eyes were like copper bells, and his surroundings were covered with bloodshots.

These girls are going against the sky, Li Chao, who has the most shots among the boys, is also the embarrassing number of 38, Wang Jie is completely confused, and he doesn't know whether to be happy or helpless.

Smiling, he directly announced the next link, dribbling over the pole.

This is a time-recording project that misses a rod and adds five seconds to the total time.

Zhao Yu was the first to play again, and when Wang Jie gave an order, she immediately turned into a big cat in the hunt, walking like a fly.

In the process of dribbling the ball, sometimes exchanging hands, sometimes bending over and bending the knees, the action is done in one go.

At the end, Zhao Yu glanced back at Mu Ling again, as if swearing that this was the project he was good at.

Although Mu Ling did lose in the end, Huo Yan surpassed her by more than a star and a half.

The last competition, the long-distance run, came, and after nearly a month of training, most people had obviously improved a lot compared to the beginning.

In addition, Mu Ling has the golden finger of nurturing and deciding, and her physical fitness is growing day by day, not to mention her physical strength now, even her strength can be counted in the class.

"Ready, ready, run!" Wang Jie whistled.

The children rushed forward with all their strength, and those who lost the first two links naturally hoped that the last link could move back to Yicheng, but life is not TVB, but CCTV.

Those who rushed desperately at the initial stage ended up helplessly falling behind.

As soon as the three laps passed, it was time to start the sprint of the last lap, Huo Yan bore the brunt of it, far ahead, and Zhao Yu ranked second.

Zhao Yu was followed closely by Mu Ling, her pace was still smooth and the rhythm was clear.

In the last 100 meters, Huo Yan accelerated again, and the gap with Zhao Yu couldn't help but widen again, Zhao Yu gritted her teeth and tried to catch up, but the result was not optimistic, and in the last 50 meters, she was already a little out of strength.

Mu Ling saw that the opportunity had come, and she sped up the frequency, and after a while, she was on a par with Zhao Yu, but Zhao Yu had red eyes and hit her directly to the right.