3 on 3.

In the best-of-three system, which side wins the game by 5 goals first, and the 3-point goal counts as 2 goals.

The rules are the old rules, and the captain of the school basketball team, who acts as the referee, still repeats them. He looked at the two sides a little strangely, threw the ball to Chen Mo, and motioned for them to kick off first.

Pan Jingcheng's group of rich friends cheered, and a girl wearing lip studs laughed loudly: "Bald, get down!" If you can win, the old lady can be as cool as you can at night! ”

Chen Mo didn't hear it, and Pan Dongdong, who was sitting on the other side of the stands, frowned slightly.

Not everyone can accept Pan Jingcheng's low-key high-profile, Wang Wei and Shao Datou have no good impression of this half-foreign devil, but they don't think they can beat him on the court. Pan Jingcheng, Liang Min, plus the sports student wearing the No. 7 jersey, the shortest Liang Min is also about 1.8 meters, and the No. 7 is more than 1.9 meters, and he even needs to look up when he stands in front of him. The fat man was a little skeptical that his body would knock him down all at once.

"Why do you want to fight them?" Shao Datou asked in a low voice. When a special student is on the court, most people will choose to wait and see with great interest, he doesn't understand what Chen Mo wants to do today.

"I don't think they like it, it's okay if they lose, it's just fun." Chen Mo gave a very thick and straight reason, and dribbled towards the three-point line.

"If it doesn't like the eye, it's dry, who said it would lose!" Shao Datou took off his coat and threw it on the ground, showing an expression of wanting to fight with someone.

In terms of momentum, the fat man was obviously inferior to Shao Datou, but his reason was much better, and at this moment he couldn't help but sigh, preferring to really fight-in that case, maybe he wouldn't lose too badly.

Civilians/sports can't talk about the threshold, 206 dormitory often plays with other dormitories, Chen Mo and these two guys are old partners. Facing Pan Jingcheng, who was pressing, he passed the ball to the fat man. The fat man didn't seem to be in the state yet, his reaction was a beat slower, and the No. 7 who rushed up easily broke the ball.

No. 7 makes a three-step layup and the ball goes in.

"1 to 0!" The temporary referee shouted, and the applause from the audience was sparse.

The fat man was stunned for a long time, and when he noticed No. 7's lazy demeanor, he couldn't help but have a fever on his face, "Chen Mo, I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention!" ”

"It's okay, a ball is nothing." Chen Mo walked up to him and rubbed his head.

"Come on, come on!" Shao Datou was already a little excited.

Switching sides, No. 7 passes the ball outside the right arc of the three-point line. After Liang Min received the ball, Shao Datou made a feint in the face of his teeth and claws but could not get rid of it, and at the same time forced a breakthrough and suddenly distributed the ball to Pan Jingcheng, who inserted the inside line and scored with an easy shot.

Chen Mo was shaken by him, and it was too late to jump again, and the height disadvantage also made his defensive movements reveal that he was just a symbolic surname.

"2 to 0!"

Pan Jingcheng slapped his palms with Liang Min, revealing a bright smile, "Chen Mo, you don't seem to be in a state!" ”

"Take your time, what's the hurry." Chen Mo also smiled and waved his hand in front of the stands, as if he had just scored a goal instead of conceding a point.

"Come on!" Pan Dongdong's crisp shout made those rich people all turn their heads, and the girl with her domineering lips seemed to want to make a provocative speech, but she was stupid after looking at her silhouette, unable to say a word.

Only then did Wang Yan notice that the same table had also come to the sidelines, and Liang Min on the court had already changed his face, Pan Jingcheng took a deep look at Chen Mo, turned around and walked away.

The smile on Chen Mo's face faded little by little, just now, Pan Jingcheng couldn't hide something.

"3 to 0!" The referee quickly reported the score again.

Liang Min and Shao Datou's solo confrontation finally won with his juggling-like feints. Although Shao Datou has a perseverance and ruthlessness in the offensive and defensive scrambles, Liang Min has worked his skills. He has always felt that it is the most handsome thing to make the opponent an ornament, and when he saw Pan Dongdong cheering for Chen Mo, he was already jealous, and after a continuous reversal, he shook off Shao Datou with a crotch full of humiliation, and as soon as the ball was thrown, he didn't even look at the basket, and turned his head to look at the stands.

Pan Dongdong still only looked at the deflated three in Liang Min's mind.

Serve again, No. 7 receives the ball and passes back to Liang Min. Liang Min accelerated to the left, Shao Datou was about to follow, but he hit No. 7 firmly, fell to the sky, and when he saw that the fat man had been gotten rid of, he immediately scolded. Chen Mo had to face Liang Min, Pan Jingcheng was unmarked, stopped outside the three-point line after receiving the ball, bent his knees, and the basketball came out of his hand.

The slightly spinning basketball drew a near-perfect parabola in the air, and Pan Jingcheng maintained a wrist press, his palm slowly clenched into a fist as the ball got closer and closer to the basket.

"Three points count as two balls, 5-0!"

The first game ended without suspense, and No. 7 couldn't get excited until now, so he went to the sidelines and drank a bottle of Gatorade in one go, as if he was afraid that he would fall asleep. Pan Jingcheng laughed and talked to Liang Min in a low voice, glanced at Chen Mo, and saw that he was talking to the two students, probably arranging tactics.

"Senior brother, I stink, you shouldn't be so stinky!" The fat man held his hands on his knees and gasped for air, and this little time of confrontation had made him sweat.

Shao Datou was also a little strange, glared at Chen Mo and said, "You used to play ball and run the happiest, why are you like a wilted chicken today?" ”

"I'll see how they fight and find their way." Chen Mo pondered for a moment and said with a smile, "Fatty, as long as you play normally, we will definitely not lose......"

Seeing that the three opponents who really couldn't be considered opponents were discussing there, Pan Jingcheng stopped the referee who wanted to urge. It can be said that everyone can play basketball, but there is really no need to compete in a non-one-level competition like this. He was very curious about Chen Mo's purpose, but he didn't think that the latter would be naïve enough to deliberately stage a tragic farce in front of Pan Dongdong just to prove his courage.

Is it a counterattack to test the surname? Pan Jingcheng had never been so expecting a surprise to appear.

As the class time drew closer, the number of people walking towards the school building began to increase, and the stands gradually became crowded. Chen Jing and Bai Xiaoran looked at each other curiously when they passed by, and the two of them were stunned, and soon joined the audience camp. Bai Xiaoran looked around, and sure enough, he saw Pan Dongdong sitting alone in the corner, his big watery eyes suddenly shrouded in haze. The students of the second and third years of high school have all arrived, and the black pressure is pressing, and the support group is clearly in camp. Pan Jingcheng's attraction to girls is unparalleled, screams in the stands are one after another, and the dead friends in Liang Min's class are also shouting cheers. After the end of the game, more than 206 people slept until they just got up, and Ma Laobian was stunned on the sidelines for a long time with a bird's nest-like messy hair, and ran back to the dormitory building to carry a few iron basins out. The errand class was originally all guys who were afraid that the world would not be chaotic, but at the moment the table tennis was beating endlessly, shouting in a rough voice, although the number was small, it was quite majestic. The junior high school quickly responded, Bai Xiaoran secretly said hello, counted to one, two, three, and the girls shouted in unison: "Come on, 206 seniors!" ”

"Pan Jingcheng, I love you!" Class 3 Sister Fierce Donkey suddenly got up and shouted, her face was full of shyness, and her voice was like a bell.

"Grandma, just don't love Chen Mo!" Ma Laobian acted from a distance, causing laughter like thunder.

Wang Yan came to Pan Dongdong and sat down, and took her hand affectionately, "Dongdong, I didn't expect Chen Mo to also play basketball." When I used to help you pass notes, I thought he was a little silly and cute, and I really hope he can win! ”

Pan Dongdong's cold gaze seemed to see the other party's heart, but after all, he didn't say anything, and gently withdrew his hand.

The basketball duel between ordinary students and sports students has never been seen before, not to mention that the partners with No. 7 are still figures like Pan Jingcheng and Liang Min. Among the challengers, Chen Mo is also quite famous, but on the basketball court, does his team, which doesn't even look like a sparring partner, really have a chance of winning?

At the beginning of the second game, the students' questions were quickly answered.

After Liang Min scored two goals in a row, No. 7 and Pan Jingcheng performed a one-handed dunk successively, locking the score at 4-0. Pan Jingcheng, who is 185 cm tall, is more explosive than No. 7 when he slams a dunk, and the only thing that can be reminiscent of the bouncing action is a leopard jumping in the air.

'It's over with one goal left and your level is a bit disappointing.' Pan Jingcheng said lightly in front of Chen Mo.

The two are similar in age, but there is nothing similar. Pan Jingcheng is much taller than Chen Mo, his body shape is almost perfect, and his sportswear exudes vigor. But Chen Mo was still wearing a pair of canvas shoes and a pair of security pants, and his relatively thin figure looked a little old.

"Let's make do with it!" Chen Mo touched his nose and turned to leave.

Liang Min teed off and passed to No. 7. No. 7 dribbled the ball and watched the fat man slowly "roll" towards him, which was somewhat funny. He was about to pass the ball back to Liang Min, but saw Shao Datou behind the opponent suddenly give up the defense and run towards the basket.

Do?

No. 7 was stunned, and then found that the ball that had just been slapped to the ground did not bounce back.

A shadow had quietly passed by him, and with a nudge of his right hand, the basketball that had just been copied flew out with the sound of the wind, drawing a long and invisible trajectory in front of the stunned Liang Min, and was firmly caught by Shao Datou, who had already cut the basket.

There is no aesthetic to speak of, and the ball is scored.

"4 to 1!" It took a long time for the referee's shout to sound, and the audience was silent.

"How is that possible?" No. 7 looked blankly at Pan Jingcheng. The latter looked apologetic, his brows slightly locked, and he didn't seem to know how he could suddenly lose someone.

Shao's hair balled, Chen Mo transferred his hand to the fat man, and ran out at the same time. The fat man didn't adjust much, and shot the basket from a distance of five steps from the three-point line. There was no chic movement of jumping up and hooking his wrist at all, his whole body flicked like a toad, the fat on his belly was rolling, and he threw it forward with both hands.

There was a muffled sound of "bang", the basket trembled slightly, and Chen Mo, who had already run to the basket, got the rebound without anyone around. Liang Min and Pan Jingcheng pounced one after another, and Chen Mo backhanded without looking back, and even passed the ball back to the fat man.

In this case, why didn't he vote himself? Pan Jingcheng was slightly taken aback, and involuntarily looked at the fat man.

This time, the fat man stood at the three-point line, took a breath, and stared at the direction of the basket with narrowed eyes. In his spare eye, he could see Shao Datou's mouth opening and closing, yelling something, but he couldn't hear a word.

"Can you take me to play?" The fat man heard himself say at the beginning of his first year of high school.

"Just fight it yourself, you have to bring someone when it's so big!" Chen Mo beckoned to him, and the wound on the back of his hand had not yet scabbed.

Friendship first and competition second are always scenes, and no one wants to be on the same team as a pig. If you can't run fast, you can't jump, you can't grab a rebound, you pull up the bellows in a few steps, and the fat man also knows that there are some things that can't be blamed on others. Chen Mo broke the brick with a punch to scare away the sports student who came to blackmail, and was regarded as an idol by the people in the dormitory, and after the fat man was assigned to a team with him and Shao Datou, he always hoped that he could also have a place to do it.

So he practiced three points.

It's natural to eat practice as a meal, but if you have a heart, you will subconsciously work hard in that direction when you start doing things. The fat man knew that words like chic and elegant would not have anything to do with him, so he even chose both hands for the pitching action, just to be more stable. In the past, when he played critically, he relied on three-point shots to turn over many times, and he made many mistakes, and every time he laughed and laughed.

Today, the fat man wants to win, not just for Chen Mo. He had already seen Bai Xiaoran and Chen Jing sitting outside the venue, as well as so many delicate little Lori. He really wants to be in front of them, to be in the limelight, and let people know that they have more than just this fat body.

No. 7 is rushing in, shaking the ground with every step. The fat man saw the sweat on his face falling as he ran, saw the look of shock and anger in his eyes, and saw that his thick arms were already raised, as if they were going to crush himself into pieces with a ball.

Habitually flipped the ball, and the fat man shot for the second time, and his mind was blank. All eyes were on the basketball that pulled out a high arc, watching it get closer and closer to the rim.

"Brush", the red and white nets flipped up and hollowed into the ball.

"4 to 3, three points count as two shots!"

A group of rich people outside the field no longer whistled, and their expressions were slightly stunned.

After kicking off again, Chen Mo took advantage of the fact that the opponent had not yet reacted and played almost the same routine. This time he made a cover move, and Liang Min's face changed after he bumped into him, and he covered his stomach as if he was angry, and the fat man took the opportunity to make a move.

Still three points, still hollow.

"4 to 5, the game is over!" The referee's voice was incredulous.

The audience was a sensation.

"Awesome!" Shao Datou ran over and hit the fat man viciously, and Chen Mo laughed so much that he was about to crook his mouth.

The fat man turned his head to look at the screaming and jumping junior high school girls, as well as Bai Xiaoran and Chen Jing, who were cheering at him, and laughed stupidly.

In the third game, the fat man shot a three-pointer at the beginning, and then hit the front door with an elbow swept by No. 7, causing a long nosebleed. The referee hesitated and didn't blow for a foul. There were loud boos in the stands, and Ma Laobian jumped his feet to greet his mother all the way to the fossil-level ancestor, without repeating every sentence.

The fat man stopped the nosebleed and returned to the field, and many teachers on the periphery stopped to watch.

Pan Jingcheng quickly used color to play a clean and neat blocking and dismantling cooperation with Liang Min to get back a point. Shao Datou collided with No. 7 who changed the defense in the next few rebounds, and hit the whole body skeleton almost apart, but he still refused to retreat. Pan Jingcheng had already been staring at Chen Mo all over the court, and would rather not score himself than let him have a chance to touch the ball. Perhaps motivated by the explosion of the fat man, Shao Datou scored two goals in a row in a one-on-one situation with No. 7, but then the score was pulled closer.

The score was 3-4, and Pan Jingcheng's side fell behind. His expression had become gloomy and cold, and in the process of dislocation defense, he suddenly raised his hand to Liang Min, and then left Chen Mo and rushed to the inside line. Liang Min shouted and threw the ball in the direction of the basket, Pan Jingcheng jumped high and caught the ball in mid-air!

Relay in the air!

In the deafening applause and cheers, Pan Jingcheng hung on the basket and shook it, making Chen Mo, who had just arrived under the basket, jump off the ground and smile slightly, "I didn't mean to dunk on your head." ”

"Brother Cheng is really, he almost stepped on someone." Wang Yan covered her heart, looking afraid.

Pan Dongdong's eyes already had a faint anger in them.

The last game, the last ball.

On the 7th kickoff, Liang Min kept paying attention to Chen Mo after receiving the ball, Shao Datou suddenly slanted at this time, and the fat man also ran a few steps in the opposite direction. Liang Min was slightly distracted, the ball in his hand was not transmitted, and when he turned his head again, Chen Mo had already thrown Pan Jingcheng away and pasted it to him!

With a "rub", the ball was stolen.

Liang Min subconsciously pressed head-on, but was hit by the opponent and the ball was divided. He had just used this trick on Shao Datou before, but he didn't expect to receive it so quickly, and he didn't care about humiliation for a while, so he chased after him. The moment he turned around, he stopped in horror, his eyes widening in disbelief.

How can it be so fast?!

Chen Mo ran to the basket and was about to throw the ball, but Pan Jingcheng stabbed it diagonally, leaned over and cut off the ball. Pan Jingcheng didn't have time to adjust in the high-speed running, and roared into the air, and the ball was shot!

At such a distance, Pan Jingcheng was nearly ten percent sure of the hit, but a figure who was faster and more violent than him jumped higher at this time, but at this time, he quickly pulled up from under his line of sight and vigorously blocked it! The basketball bounced to the left arc of the three-point line, and the fat man picked it up and wanted to shoot, but was knocked down by No. 7. The ball was dangling and tossed, fell to the edge of the basket and smashed, failing to bounce upward. The man who blocked the hat before forcibly jumped under Pan Jingcheng's block, grabbed the red basketball in the air, and his hands were more than half an arm of the basket, like a burning flame.

Then at the highest point, the abdomen is leaned back, and the buckle is violently down!

There was a tooth-aching groan from the entire hoop, the ball was dunked in, and the rim was twisted out of shape. Chen Mo let go of his hands and fell to the ground, coldly glanced at Pan Jingcheng, who was unbalanced and fell, and walked away.

After howling wolf for a long time with the fat man and others, Chen Mo walked to the front of the stands, and under the gaze of all those almost demented eyes, he picked up the girl who pounced.