The power of the masses is endless, and the commentary has not yet figured out what Yang Shuxia's name is, and the students of Shanyin No. 2 Middle School have already turned their bottoms into the sky.

Sheep sample, your mother called you home for dinner.

Sheep sample, don't black my bald god.

The bald god is mighty, and the sheep are like getting out.

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The students of the second middle school used the swiping screen**.

I have seen a lot of small scenes of commenting sheep, and I scoffed, "I didn't see God when I saw the bald head, if the bald head could be powerful, I would eat the microphone." ”

Yang Xiaoyan is very confident in his vision, although he hit a lot of balls during the warm-up, he can look at the posture, and he is clearly a novice.

Back on the field, Yang Shuxia got off the court, and the main force on the court began to get serious, but the strength was here, and at the end of the first quarter, Shan Er was eighteen points behind.

In the second quarter, Shanji's main force has begun to work hard, and the score difference is still getting bigger and bigger. At halftime, the difference was already thirty points. The whole first half was a massacre.

Yamanu's classmates left the field one after another, and they used the weekend to support the team, not to see the fiasco. Looking at this situation, it is better to seize the time to flash people, find a like-minded female classmate, and discuss the ideal of life is more meaningful.

The second half has completely become garbage time, and the thirteen directly all-out substitutes are **naked contempt. Sanji wants to fight back, but you have to have the strength.

Shan Er, who had lost his spirit, played thirteen substitutes, and only recovered four points in the third quarter.

At the beginning of the fourth quarter, the difference was 26 points, and the main forces of Shaner also took the initiative to ask to get off the court. It's already powerless, and it's humiliating to be booed and abused on the field, so let the substitutes do it.

Yang Shuxia sat on the sidelines and watched drowsily, if he hadn't taken care of Teacher Zhang and Teacher Lu, he would have returned to the guest house a long time ago. It's not that Yang Shuxia doesn't have a sense of collective honor, it's really the main players of the school team, so that Yang Shuxia can't find a sense of identity.

That's what happened.

A drink bottle smashed down and hit the top of Mr. Zhang's head.

"Monkey from San'in, get back!"

The sound was very loud, Yang Shuxia stood up, and the one who threw the bottle was a little fat man, who was in the second layer of the stands behind him.

The fat man is small and his voice is loud enough, and when he saw Yang Shuxia looking at him angrily, he jumped and jumped, "Shanyin monkey, don't be convinced, come up and bite me, some kind of come up and bite me." ”

There was a burst of laughter all around.

Located in a mountainous area, San'in has always been a representative of the old and the young and the poor, and was looked down upon by outsiders. In the past few years, the economy has taken off, and the situation has only improved slightly.

As soon as Yang Shuxia picked up the drink bottle, he wanted to throw it back. Although the drink bottle is light, it can also be turned into a sharp weapon under Yang Shuxia's physique in his twenties, and it is very simple to hit a little fat man with crooked ears and slanted eyes.

Teacher Zhang grabbed Yang Shuxia's wrist, "Don't be impulsive, our skills are not as good as others!" ”

The little fat man in the stands danced even more happily, "Monkey who has no guts, go back to grandma's house!" ”

Looking at Teacher Zhang, who was embarrassed by the drink, and listening to the shouts of the little fat man in the stands behind him, Yang Shuxia dropped the drink bottle, "Teacher Zhang, let me play." ”

Teacher Zhang was stunned.

"I'm on the field." Yang Shuxia's eyes are firm, he can't beat you off the court, so he will go on the field to blow you up.

Shan Er was replaced, and Yang Shuxia was on.

The already sleepy commentator Yang Xiaoyan was shocked, "Ha, Shaner's bald classmate is on the field again, I don't know how much laughter he will bring us this time?" ”

The few Shaner classmates who still insist on watching the live broadcast in front of the computer have the motivation to swipe the screen again.

The bald god is here, and the sheep is waiting to tremble!

The bald god is about to be powerful, don't forget to eat the microphone.

Sheep sample, your mother called you home to eat the microphone.

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"Ha, it seems that Shaner's classmates have blind confidence in their bald classmates. Rest assured, my lamb is a pure man, a mouthful of foam and a nail. As long as the bald classmates are powerful, I immediately eat the microphone. To be honest, I've always wanted to taste the microphone. I just don't know if the bald classmate will give me this opportunity. Hahaha-"

The arrogant laughter of the sheep immediately attracted a new wave of swiping.

Yang Shuxia came on the field, and the players of the thirteenth middle school did not care.

Yang Shuxia didn't be a walker this time, all the substitutes on the field, and Zhang Lei, his own person, immediately handed over to Yang Shuxia after half the ball.

Yang Shuxia shot the first time, and the difference of 26 points needed time.

No surprises, the ball goes in, three points.

"Hey, the bald head is the same as the ** is good, and the one in the blind."

Thirteen offenses, also easily scored one, two points.

Yang Shuxia's power is attacking and defending, it's not that he can't do it, but he really can't.

Speed up the tempo, attack, Yang Shuxia three points!

"It's in again, luck."

"It's too lucky."

"It's impossible, how can such an awkward shooting posture score four in a row, it's not scientific." The sheep screamed.

The lamb can eat the microphone, and it is not scientific.

The speed of swiping the screen in the online interaction is accelerating, and it is obvious that Yang Shuxia's appearance has stimulated many Shaner classmates to come back to watch.

Regardless of whether it is scientific or not, Yang Shuxia's unreasonable four consecutive games have also prevented the opponent once in the middle, and the difference has been narrowed to twenty points.

With eight and a half minutes to go, the thirteenth middle school called a timeout.

When the ball was restarted, the other party sent a person to force Yang Shuxia closely, but it was useless.

As long as the ball can be passed to Yang Shuxia's hands, shoot with his back to the basket, shoot with his eyes closed, and shoot without a center of gravity, he can all score. Yang Shuxia's shooting has never been unreasonable.

"How is it possible, hit again, so you can be hit? Is it really luck? "The confidence of the sheep sample is obviously insufficient.

The thirteenth middle school was suspended again.

There is no way, in front of Yang Shuxia's unreasonable shooting, everything is so pale and powerless. Only two minutes later, the difference had narrowed to 12 points.

Substitutions, substitutions, the main forces are all replaced.

The main force is useless, Yang Shuxia's shooting, the earthlings can't prevent it at all.

How ugly Yang Shuxia's shooting posture is, how high the shooting percentage is.

There are four minutes left on the clock, and the difference is six points.

The thirteenth middle school paused again, changed the strategy, pressed the marker all over the court, and cut off the passing route to Yang Shuxia.

The strategy was very successful, successfully broke the ball once, scored a fast attack, and the difference widened to six points.

"Good! Pretty! The thirteenth middle school found the fate of Shaner, and the bald classmate shot no matter how evil it was, and it was useless if the ball couldn't be passed. "The little sheep that had been languishing for several minutes was resurrected as if it had been beaten with chicken blood.

Is it really impossible to pass on?

Shan Er kicked off, Yang Shuxia passed the half court directly, and his brother Zhang Lei, who had cooperated in one game, received the ball, and he didn't look at the opponent who was pressing up, and threw it towards the opponent's rebound with all his strength.

This week's results are very poor, and the collection is not increasing but decreasing, is this swollen? The mood of the code word hits the hand influence, I implore support, I implore encouragement, I implore my heart to soothe......

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