Chapter 19 Shooting Master
The big black man remembered that Wang Le was making a lot of nonsense in the classroom, and suddenly said: "Now give you a chance to shoot, if you hit nine times out of ten, let you play, if you can't hit, you stand there and let me play." β
"Little KISS." Wang Le shrugged, looking indifferent.
The big black man felt that Wang Lezhen had two brushes, and he didn't say much, so he immediately called coach Ma Zhiguo and team captain Jiang Hai and told him about the matter.
Jiang Hai knew that Wang Le had beaten them, and immediately showed a fierce expression, and he wanted to beat Wang Le up.
Wang Le suddenly laughed and laughed; "It's important to play, and if you get injured again, there's really no one to play."
"Just you?" Jiang Hai's height of 1.9 meters is a head taller than Wang Le, looking down at Wang Le, feeling that he can pinch Wang Le to death with one hand.
Hei Da knew that Wang Le was not a vegetarian, so he quickly grabbed Jiang Hai and said, "The game is important, let him try it, and give him a chance to change." β
Coach Ma Zhiguo saw the arrogant look on Wang Le's face, and he also felt that Wang Le must have the ability, so he couldn't help but say; "Give you a chance."
At this time, Jiang Hai grinned fiercely and said: "If you can't hit nine out of ten balls, after the game, you wait to be beaten!" β
"Strength is paramount, and it is useless to say more." As soon as Wang Le's words fell, he walked to the basketball court with a high spirit.
Ma Zhiguo asked the person holding the ball to throw the basketball to Wang Le, and Wang Le received the basketball and shot directly in the area of the three-point shot.
The basketball made a wonderful arc in the air and fell into the basket, still a hollow ball, not touching the rebound at all.
"Yay!" Zhu Guoqiang and the three of them were still suspicious of Wang Le's skills just now, but when they saw this beautiful three-point shot in the pocket, they immediately screamed.
"Luck!" Jiang Hai pouted.
Wang Le didn't say much, came to the outer circle of another three-point shot, jumped up and threw the ball directly, and the basketball fell into the bag again, and it was a three-point hollow ball.
Then Wang Le entered the three-point line and made difficult moves one by one, and the basketball went into the hole without exception.
Eight goals have been thrown in a blink of an eye, Wang Le trotted forward, his thin and tall body suddenly jumped up, and his whole body flew up at once, and finally directly grabbed the basketball and poured it into the basket, and came to a super slam dunk.
Wang Le's hand did not let go of the basket, his wrist was forced, his body moved, and he stood directly on the basket, and then his whole body flew into the air 720 degrees and somersaults, and then stood firmly on the ground.
There was silence in the audience, and everyone could put an egg in their mouths, and they couldn't close it.
Especially the girls in the cheerleading team, now all of them are holding golden spikes in their hands, putting them to their mouths, looking at Wang Le, showing a demented expression like a she-wolf.
Wang Le shook his hair, smiled coquettishly, took the basketball, came to the halfcourt line, turned his back to the basket, and threw it to the basket.
As soon as the basketball was out of his hand, Wang Le turned his head and watched the basketball fall from the sky.
"Bang"
The basketball didn't fall into the basket, but on top of it, hitting it twice on the basket and rebound before it bounced off the ground.
"Grass, this didn't go in." Wang Le screamed, covered his scalp, and squatted on the ground, looking painful.
"I'm grass! A long-range shot didn't go in, as for that? Coach Qu Zhiguo and the players all looked at Wang Le speechlessly, and they had an urge to kick him to death.
Wang Le stood up after a while, and immediately walked over to the cheerleading beauties with a smile.
Ma Zhiguo hurriedly asked Jiang Hai to pull the lustful Wang Le over, and seeing Wang Le's appearance, Ma Zhiguo said coldly: "The game is about to start, what are you going to do!" β
"Chat!" Wang Le's eyes were still looking at the cheerleading girl, and he said depressedly.
Ma Zhiguo took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and asked, "What is your position in the team?" β
"Any position, we're comprehensive." Wang Le's expression was indifferent, and he put on an unfathomable look.
"Alright! Relying on your shooting accuracy, making you a forward, you injured two forwards, and this time you have to help us win. Ma Zhiguo said viciously.
Jiang Hai said ruthlessly: "If you can't get the first place, you can't eat and walk around." β
"If you can't eat, of course you'll walk around." Wang Le smiled.
At this moment, a girl wearing a wide yellow basketball T-shirt walked into the basketball court and walked directly to Wang Le.
This person is none other than Wang Le's English teacher Qu Qing, who was dressed in professional attire during class, looking mature and charming, and now wearing a jersey, giving people a sense of purity and femininity, she is really the queen of change! The moment Wang Le saw Qu Qing, he was stunned for a while.
Qu Qing saw Wang Le standing with his uncle Ma Zhiguo, and wanted to retreat for a while and didn't dare to go over, to be honest, Qu Qing was really a little afraid of Wang Le, a stinky rascal, standing with such a person, maybe he would be eaten tofu at any time.
But his uncle Ma Zhiguo was there, and Qu Qing knew that Wang Le would definitely not dare to do anything to himself? So I plucked up the courage and walked over.
"Huh." Seeing Qu Qing walking towards him, Wang Le shook his head and smiled ambiguously: "English teacher, why did you find me here?" β
Qu Qing glanced at Wang Le fiercely, bypassed Wang Le to his uncle Ma Zhiguo, and asked; "Why is this kid here?"
Ma Zhiguo saw the anger in Qu Qing's eyes, and immediately thought that Wang Le must have done something indiscriminate to Qu Qing, thinking of this, Ma Zhiguo was angry in his heart, and immediately reached out and grabbed Wang Le's collar, and said angrily: "What did you kid do to my niece, tell me honestly?" β
"It's my uncle! Fortunately, I will be honored. Wang Le didn't dodge, and said with a hippie smile.
"This is my uncle, what's your name!" Qu Qing's cheeks flushed and she said resentfully.
Jiang Hai has known Qu Qing for a long time, and now seeing that Qu Qing was not lightly angered by Wang Le, he also approached Wang Le and said: "Dare to be rude to Qu Qing, I will kill you." β
Ma Zhiguo saw that this kid wanted to soak his niece, and he couldn't care about this kind of thing as an elder, so he immediately let go of Wang Le and shouted: "Now play well, don't think about other things." β
As soon as Ma Zhiguo's words fell, a group of people wearing red basketball jerseys entered the basketball arena, followed by several two men in white shirts, and then a group of hotly dressed cheerleaders walked in. Then, one by one, bad men and women entered the basketball hall and sat in their seats.
When these people walked into the basketball court, Ma Zhiguo walked over with the players.
Both sides immediately stood in a row and despised each other.
Ma Zhiguo stood opposite a middle-aged man of his age wearing a white Li Ning sweatshirt, and said coldly: "Wang Boren, this time, our Foreign Chinese Academy will win." β
"Hahaha, you've lost three times in a row, and you still say such unashamed words, I'm really ridiculous for your naivety?" The middle-aged man named Wang Boren laughed.
Wang Boren laughed, and those players and cheerleaders also laughed, which made Ma Zhiguo's cheeks red for a while.
Ma Zhiguo hurriedly pulled Wang Le to his side and said ruthlessly: "I have a trump card today, look at it!" It's going to knock you to the ground. β
Qu Qing watched suspiciously as Ma Zhiguo dragged Wang Le to his side and said this, his jaw almost fell to the ground, and he cried in his heart: "This person is a stinky rascal, what kind of ball can he play!" Uncle, you're blind. β
"Just him." Looking at Wang Le, who was young and had clear eyebrows, Wang Boren smiled disdainfully, and the other players also showed a look of contempt for Wang Le.
Wang Le was naturally not defeated by these eyes, but said to Wang Boren; "So be it! Let's win or lose by one goal! β
"What?" Wang Boren really didn't expect a fledgling kid to say such a thing.
Ma Zhiguo also did not understand; "How do you decide to win or lose by one goal?"
Wang Le said: "Shoot from under one basket to another, whoever throws it wins, if they all score, continue to compete." β
"Ugh"
With such a long-distance pitch, there are only a handful of people who can score goals, and this person dares to say such a thing, that is, the shooting accuracy is very high.
Since his shooting level is high, he will naturally not compare with him, Wang Boren smiled and said: "Little guy, don't be naΓ―ve, if this is also a game, then what do you want to do in a regular basketball game." β
"Actually, I just don't want you to be embarrassed, and it will be embarrassing to make a hundred to zero when the time comes." Wang Le sighed for Wang Boren and his group.
"It's really a big deal, okay, no more ado, the game will start right away." Wang Boren looked at his watch, and then asked Ma Zhiguo, "Where is our rest seat?" β
Ma Zhiguo pointed out, and Wang Boren took people over.
Ma Zhiguo also brought people back to his rest seat, Ma Zhiguo looked at Wang Le and said; "Since you are so sure, you must not let me down, you don't know, I am a mortal enemy with this Wang Boren, if I fail this time, I will never be a coach again."
Seeing that Ma Zhiguo trusted Wang Le so much, Qu Qing also put aside her prejudices and said to Wang Le: "My uncle and Wang Boren are high school classmates, and they are both basketball masters in high school. But because my uncle reported that he did not enter the national team, but all this was Wang Boren's mistake, and now he has lost for three consecutive years, and he must not lose this time. β
"Come on, beat them." Captain Jiang Hai suddenly shouted.
"Defeat them, defeat them." The rest of the team also shouted.
Wang Le shouted slogans, and Wang Le only felt a little naΓ―ve and ridiculous about shouting slogans.
Qu Qing had been staring at Wang Le, and seeing that Wang Le had not shouted a slogan, Qu Qing suddenly said angrily: "Why don't you shout a slogan?" β
"It's naΓ―ve, you can win by shouting slogans, it's better to ask a few girls to dance a striptease to be more energetic." Wang Le scoffed.
"Stinky rascal, dead rascal, it's all this time, you still think about that kind of thing." Qu Qing said angrily.
"That kind of thing?" Wang Le asked rhetorically.
"You, bastard." Qu Qing roared resentfully.