Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Lost Game
Looking from afar, I saw that the basketball court was actually surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside.
Many students were watching the game when they couldn't get in, and some had even climbed the big trees next to them to watch the game.
"Wouldn't it be, this basketball game has such a big appeal?" Zhang Yang asked in surprise.
"Usually there are not so many people watching, why are there so many people today?"
Zhao Yanyan had forgotten the anger just now, stopped and asked with the same curiosity.
She knew that Ren Shengqian often competed with the University of Arts, and the University of Arts had few male students, but they were all still gentle, and playing basketball was definitely not an opponent.
At the beginning, the beautiful college students in the art school will also cheer for their alumni, which also brings a lot of popularity to the medical university.
Obviously, those beautiful women full of artistic atmosphere are still very eye-catching, which makes the boys in this school flock to them.
After losing a few times, those beauties gradually lost their face.
They stopped coming, and the popularity of basketball games plummeted.
And today the posture is obviously different, is there any surprise? Zhao Yanyan's heart was full of doubts.
"Let's go, let's go and see."
Zhang Yang was still very realistic, and pulled Zhao Yanyan towards the basketball court.
Even if there are many people, it is not difficult for him to squeeze in.
Eight steps to catch the cicada played a key role, rushing left and right, without strong physical contact.
Instead, like a loach, the classmates on both sides almost didn't react, so he squeezed in with Zhao Yanyan.
Wow!
A round of applause rang out, and the basketball court immediately set off a climax.
"Wow, that's handsome."
"Three-step layup, it's too chic."
"The basketball is played beautifully, and the people are handsome, so it's not a loss to be a heartthrob of the city team."
Nima, the handsome ones are dead, why are you still playing basketball here?
Hearing the exclamation of the little girls in front of him, with intoxicated excitement on his little face, Zhang Yang felt an inexplicable jealousy in his heart.
In the middle of one side of the basketball court, there is a table with a square blackboard in front of it with the scores of the teams on both sides.
"Niu Bo, how's the situation?"
Zhao Yanyan asked a thin man sitting at the table with black non-yo-yo and glasses.
"Well, isn't that clear? It says the score. ”
Niu Bo was listless, and said as he tapped the blackboard in front of the table with chalk.
Tokai Medical University! 29 points! Tokai University of the Arts! 52 points!
"What's going on? Isn't it impossible to do art universities? How could it be so powerful this time? Zhao Yanyan asked in surprise.
"What's the solution, people have invited foreign aid."
"Foreign aid?"
"Yes, it's actually Wen Bin of the city basketball team, but he is a professional athlete, of course we are not opponents."
Niu Bo looked at the arena with a look of frustration.
Indeed, I originally wanted to invite someone to abuse and play prestige, but I didn't expect to be stormed by others, and my heart was naturally not good.
"Good shot."
"Layup, pretty."
The student audience shouted again, and Zhang Yangshun looked at it, only to see a man who was more than one meter eight and muscular pimples jumping up in a dashing manner.
In mid-air, he easily avoided Ren Sheng's block and sent the basketball into the basket steadily.
Wow!
Immediately there was a thunderous applause and the screams of the little girl.
The man has thick eyebrows and big eyes, a square face with single eyelids, and a straight nose bridge, handsome and handsome.
Coupled with this tall and standard figure and chic figure, it is full of infinite lethality for girls.
Hearing the applause and screams around him, Wen Bin's face couldn't help but show a smug and chic smile.
"Damn, add two more points."
Niu Bo slammed the chalk in his hand on the table, and stood up helplessly and walked to the small blackboard.
Changed the score of the University of the Arts to 54 points.
"The University of the Arts is good, the University of the Arts is wonderful, the basketball team of the University of the Arts is croaking!"
At halftime, a group of temperamental girls from the University of the Arts, wearing ultra-short floral skirts, tight tops, and clusters of ribbons in their hands, rushed into the venue.
The snow-white slender legs, the shaking peaks, and the pretty face with a charming and rippling smile have become a beautiful scenery.
The shouts, whistles, and screams immediately rang out, and the basketball game once again set off a climax.
Zhang Yang inadvertently found that there was a super beauty standing on the side of the basketball team of the University of Arts.
The beauty is twenty-two or three years old, dressed in athleisure clothes, with a casual ponytail, and her hands crossed on her chest, leisurely and comfortable.
The corners of the mouth are smiling, the eyes are small but shining with wisdom, the small nose and cherry mouth, without any makeup, like the girl next door as sunny and simple.
If some beauties are naturally charming, some are pure and lovely, some are noble and elegant, and the natural beauty makes men's hearts surge.
And the girl in the distance can't be described by these, the clothes are not sexy, the pretty face is not charming, and the figure is not angry.
But it still gives people a dazzling light, and it belongs to the kind that stands in the crowd and can attract attention at first sight.
And beside her, stood Wen Bin, who had just come off the field, with sweat on his face, and said something to the girl with a stammering smile.
When Zhang Yang saw it, he suddenly felt very uncomfortable in his heart.
Why?
Why is it not a pleasure to see a handsome man standing next to a beautiful woman? Could it be that the one who is close to the ink is red?
Every time Uncle Shi saw the master and those Taoist aunts in the Buddha Yimen laughing together, he would scold the master for a long time before he stopped, of course, he didn't dare to guard the master's scolding.
"Why don't we ask for foreign help?" Zhang Yang asked with a blank expression.
Both sides are equal, people invite foreign aid from Niucha, and they also invite one from their own side, at least they won't be so embarrassed.
"Who can invite the market team? They can only be seen on television. Niu Bo replied with his head drooping.
"Then how can they get it?"
"Don't you see that people are chasing Lu Mengxuan, the first beautiful female teacher of the art school?"
"Isn't that the one?"
Zhang Yang pointed at the girl just now curiously, and continued: "Could it be that she is the first beautiful female teacher of the art school you said?" ”
"Don't you know?"
Niu Bo glanced at him in surprise and continued: "Of course it's her, if it weren't for her, how could Wen Bin play basketball for a school team?" ”
Nima's, why didn't Uncle Shi get me a letter of introduction to Zhang University of the Arts? Even if it's a regular class, it's fine.
Zhang Yang glanced at the girl again, and suddenly had an urge to transfer schools!
"Fuck, I can't prevent it, alas!"
Ren Shengqian walked over with a few team members, all with a look of frustration on his face.
"I actually invited foreign aid, I already knew that I wouldn't ask them to play."
"Yes, please join the city team, he is a professional, how can we be his opponents."
The players also complained.
It's no wonder that I originally wanted to play a game to pull the wind, but I was flooded by others.
The beauties guarding the art school and their classmates in their own school will definitely not be able to hang on their faces.
"Friendship first, competition second, even if you lose, it's nothing." Zhang Yang leaned over and spoke.
He was telling the truth, not to mention comforting the team members, he would say this.
However, what he said before the start of the game will definitely be regarded as a high wind and bright festival, and even an encouragement to the players.
It's just that yesterday there was a kind of open and secret battle between him and Ren Sheng, everyone saw it, and his speech at this time was more like a mockery.
"How do you know we're going to lose?"
Ren Shengqian was obviously annoyed and angry, and suddenly stood up and continued with a posture of wanting to fight: "In the second half, we will definitely be able to catch it back." ”
"Okay, I also hope that you can chase it back and win glory for our medical university." Zhang Yang replied with a wicked smile.
It's not good to play basketball, and you're not an opponent when you fight, he thought to himself.
"Okay Zhang Yang, you go over there and cheer everyone on, don't be wordy."
Zhao Yanyan felt the strong smell of gunpowder and hurriedly pulled Zhang Yang aside.
"Qiangzi and Dahua stared at Wen Bin to death, I followed Chaozi, Lin Zi charged, I don't believe that I can't chase it back."
Ren Shengqian had a look of unwillingness to admit defeat on his face, and arranged loudly.
"Boss, I can't do it, my leg is hurt."
At this time, the tall thin man named Dahua was holding his left leg, and the top was red, and he grinned when he touched it.
He limped when he got off the field just now, and it seems that he finally can't hold it anymore, and he was resisted by Wen Bin on the field and sprained his left leg.
"Can you hold on?" Ren Shengqian asked anxiously.
He is the main defender, if he is injured and can't play, then he can't prevent Wen Bin.
"No, boss, let's change the bench."
Huazi's expression was exaggerated with pain, and he sighed and said.
As soon as Zhang Yang saw his injury, he understood that although he was injured, he was not so strict, and he really didn't have the confidence to continue competing.
"On the straight."
Ren was promoted helplessly, and immediately made personnel adjustments, but no one responded for a long time, and immediately asked, "What about Junzi?" ”
"Boss, just now he said that he was in a hurry to leave in advance."
"What about Da Ming?"
"His girlfriend dragged him shopping."
Ren Shengqian only saw at this time that his substitutes had left one by one, and he suddenly became anxious.
In fact, there is something wrong with those team members, but they just saw that the defeat was decided, and they were guarding so many beauties, so they were embarrassed to come out to fight again, so they secretly crowded into the audience to watch the beautiful cheerleaders.
"What can I do? It doesn't matter if you win or lose, but if you can't even get together the players, won't it make people laugh? Zhao Yanyan began to get anxious.
Indeed, retreating, this is in his home field, so many student spectators are watching, if it is spread out, the Student Union External Relations Department will lose face.
"On top of the cow wave." Ren Shengqian gritted his teeth and said to Niu Bodao, who was scoring on the side.
"No, boss, you know I haven't played basketball."
"Make up a number of people, and you can't let people look down on them." Ren Shengqian insisted.
"Boss, I'm only 1.65 meters, less than 90 pounds, and I won't be killed by others when I go up?" Niu Bo hurriedly complained.
The muscle sticks on the basketball court are dazzling to look at, and if you go up by yourself, you will feel like a sheep in the mouth of a tiger.
"Why don't I try it? Don't be embarrassed. Zhang Yang walked over and spoke.
He was curious, just such a round ball, thrown into the opponent's box even if he scored, such a simple thing he wanted to play.