"This guy, are you going to shoot a three-pointer again?" Everyone's eyes were focused on Wu Weirong's body, He Dongxu knew that something was wrong, and immediately rushed forward, wanting to stop it, but immediately two more people blocked He Dongxu, and He Dongxu couldn't get close at all. Liu Bin, who realized it later, and Xia Jiawenjia together, couldn't resist each other alone.

"This is going to be a slam dunk!" Sure enough, Wu Weirong moved. Instead of shooting a three-pointer, the guy sprinted forward and jumped up.

Slam dunk is the most exciting fancy style of play in basketball, because of the fierceness of this style of play, it has high requirements for speed and height, team cooperation, and individual skills. This is also one of the ways to stimulate the audience's emotions and ignite the audience. The eyes focused again, and at this moment, everyone held their breath and looked at Wu Weirong. The tall, swift and powerful boy.

"Whew!" Wu Weirong's body jumped into the air. At this moment, a ghostly figure suddenly jumped over the block of several people. A surprising height appeared, and that figure jumped even higher and faster than Wu Weirong.

"What is this?" He Dongxu's pupils constricted.

"Smack!" With a muffled sound, the basketball was slapped and rolled on the ground. Before everyone could react to what was happening, He Dongxu had already picked up the basketball, dribbled the ball, and ran in the opposite direction. Almost no one could keep up with this rhythm, and there was no one in the other half of the area, and He Dongxu scored this two-point shot very easily.

"Wow!" The audience was in an uproar.

"It's you?!" Wu Weirong, who fell to the ground, saw Zhou Han standing in front of him and smiling at him, a boy as tall as him, and even more mature and stable between his eyebrows.

"It can't be!" Wu Weirong never thought that the block just now was made by Zhou Han, and he must have hit a slam dunk that could ignite the emotions of the audience. can attract more audiences to watch, and can make his face more brilliant, but now, Yiqiē has dimmed. It's all thanks to the boy in front of you.

"Isn't he a rookie? Is it pretended? Wu Weirong became suspicious and became wary of Zhou Han's surprise. However, Zhou Han didn't care about this, his spirit was highly concentrated, and the five senses were also raised to a new height, which was the realm of the unifier.

The game went on again. Obviously, Wu Weirong is much more serious than before. However, what made Wu Weirong unbelievable was that whenever Zhou Han got the ball, Zhou Han didn't pass the ball at all, but threw it directly on the spot.

"Zhou Han, you are amazing." Threw several times in a row

"Zhou Han, I love you!" It's all hollow balls.

"Is this Jordan possessed?" Someone began to shout uncontrollably.

"That's accurate!" More and more people came to watch the battle

All kinds of praise are endless, and the management department feels a lot of pressure, and this pressure only comes from one person, that is, Zhou Han.

"Underestimate him." Arrogance before. made them even more embarrassed, and Wu Weirong regretted dropping a sentence even more.

After two consecutive quarters, the score was sixty-thirty, a full double.

"In the realm of the ruler, even if you can only play one percent of your strength in basketball, then hey, how can you have time to play basketball every day." During the break, I listened to the discussion of the surrounding classmates, and this discussion was not tight, and Zhou Han felt it. What he did just now was too high-profile, thinking of this, Zhou Han had already figured out how to play the rest of the game.

People who manage the department. Standing on the sidelines, constantly drinking water and wiping sweat, they were anxiously discussing countermeasures, and when they were discussing, they did not forget to sneak a glance at Zhou Han.

"The next game. Take it in one fell swoop. He Dongxu stood beside Zhou Han and said.

"Hmm. Of course you have to take it. ”

"I didn't see that your shooting skills are so accurate."

"Maybe the talent is higher."

"However, your movements and postures are a little newbie."

"Eh" is undeniable, Zhou Han didn't notice this, in his opinion, as long as the ball can be scored, it doesn't matter what posture and action.

"Since we talk about posture and movement, let's do it beautifully. Don't win too much, though. Zhou Han carefully observed the playing style of some of those who played better, their movements and postures, and roughly had their own ideas.

The third quarter begins. At the beginning of this side, the people from the management department immediately ran over two people to focus on taking care of Zhou Han. It is also an honor to be able to get this kind of treatment, Zhou Han did as they wanted, and did not chase or fight.

"Cast directly." After He Dongxu got the ball, he roared and passed the ball directly to Zhou Han.

"Scoring again?" Zhou Han picked up the ball and threw it symbolically, and the two people jumped and didn't stop it.

"Bang!" The ball flew out and hit the board, and the ball refracted back again, but it missed. After getting the ball, the management department immediately blew the horn of counterattack.

"What's the matter with you, didn't you just do well?" He Dongxu said.

"It doesn't feel good." Zhou Han said with a smile.

The stadium is like a battlefield, the shape is changing rapidly, and there is no room for two people to accuse each other here, He Dongxu immediately chased after him, and Zhou Han deliberately reacted slowly. The management department began to score goals, and the people outside the field also found out that they were tired, and they were also a little puzzled about Zhou Han's play, and the table was far less amazing than before, but even so, the tables of the two sides were also equal.

A few minutes later, the management department scored five goals, but the Chinese medicine department also scored three goals, and the management department saw that the tactics were effective, and they played more ferociously, throwing one ball after another. The third quarter ended a little flat, and the score was caught up a lot by the management department, and Zhou Han has been watching the change in the score.

"Zhou Han, can you do it?" Entering the break time again, Qu Jing did not come over to talk to Zhou Han, but He Dongxu spoke first.

"Yes, surely."

"If you can't throw it again, I won't give you the ball for the rest of the game."

"The rest will definitely do." Zhou Han assured.

Several people also cheered each other on, but in fact, it was just a form for Zhou Han. In the blink of an eye, the entire court was already full of people, either cheering on this side of the court, or shouting over there, the game was approaching, and the enthusiasm for playing basketball completely exceeded the temperature of the sun.

When the fourth quarter of the game was about to begin, Zhou Han saw a familiar figure, a boy taller than Wu Weirong, a student of the physical education department, who had been beaten by Pan Chunchun. He stood next to him with a basketball in his hand and observed, his face was covered with sweat, as if he had just finished a hearty game, and it was estimated that he saw the Department of Chinese Medicine playing a game here, and rushed over when he heard the news. He swept over the classmates of the Department of Chinese Medicine with disdain, and stretched out his middle finger towards Zhou Han, which was a provocation. (To be continued.) )