The man slowly hit his back, and it was obvious that he wanted to use his body against Su Ling. Su Ling's body was lowered, and he had a straight face, obviously unable to endure the obvious contempt of others anymore.

The number 32 on the back of that man's yellow jersey is particularly conspicuous, but although he wears the same number as O'Neal, he does not have O'Neal's body.

This fake O'Neill does have a body of muscles, as well as biaozi meat, but when he stood with Su Ling, everyone obviously compared, his muscle lines were not as tight as Su Ling's, and he was covered with a layer of fat.

Especially when he dribbles, there will even be fat shaking on the back of his other arm.

"Come on."

Su Ling froze his position, and a considerable amount of weight pressed over, and he snorted and resisted the other party's steps.

"?"

Fake O'Neill looked at Su Ling in some surprise, and then rushed in against him. But he clearly felt that a very hard body of his was eating him tightly, making this otherwise easy physical confrontation extremely difficult.

Although the fake O'Neill still burst in little by little, the process was extremely slow, and the other two were stared at to death, no matter how they ran the position, they didn't create much space.

According to FIBA rules of the game, the time to attack is only 12 seconds. With only three seconds left, they will have to attack and convert the ball without looking for a shot.

"Shoot, fatty." The 12th, who Xie Yexing was staring at, glanced at the time and couldn't help shouting at him.

Fake O'Neill nodded, and turned around to hook his hand with a slap. But Su Ling has never relaxed his vigilance, waiting for you to make a move!

Su Ling smiled and jumped up suddenly.

"Smack!"

A hot pot was given to the 15th! Very nice defense!

The ball was shot out, and Chu Ziyang, who had the advantage of the position line, directly grabbed the ball and brought it out of the three-point line, and the fake O'Neal was still a little stunned, when his teammates were still complaining about him, Chu Ziyang's direct pass had already sent the ball into Su Ling's hands.

"What are you doing? Defensive, fat man. "The impatient No. 12 has already scolded.

The fat man went to make up for Su Ling in hindsight, and scolded Su Ling by the way, trying to destroy his balance that had already jumped.

"Beep-"

As the whistle blew, Su Ling's ball went in without any suspense.

"BLU No. 15, push, foul once."

The referee gave a foul and made a gesture to score a goal.

The score is 2:0.

"You fart, fatty, don't fight." Number 12 was about to rush over and fight him.

The fat man was also angry, but he didn't say anything, just silently wrote down the account in his heart. Su Ling once again held the ball and cut in, the fat man went up to defend, this time he followed Su Ling's footsteps closely, but this is not called defense for Su Ling at all.

Get up and pull it out.

"Uhhh

A three-pointer hangs an elegant parabola into the net. Su Ling, who did not have a defense, was a scoring point almost everywhere.

"Fatty, you're too rubbish." No. 12 is still spraying him, No. 12 himself is not comfortable, and the position card with Xie Yexing is not good, the defense is always dismantled by the running position of the two, and the body is slightly confrontational, and I also find that I am completely at a disadvantage. But No. 12's attitude doesn't talk about fat people, and even Su Ling can't stand it.

"You can wait, you come." The fat man simply passed the ball to him, and then stood outside and didn't move.

No. 12 took the ball and scolded happily, but there was no way to really let him hit him, so after thinking about it and deciding to make two moves, he got up and shot the basket directly, but it turned out to be another big hat, and Xie Yexing slapped the ball on the head alive.

With a "bang", No. 12 covered his forehead and half-knelt down. The people next to him felt pain when they looked at it, and they actually felt a little sorry for him for a while.

"I'm sorry." Xie Yexing squinted his eyes and looked at him with a high-minded and indifferent expression, as if he was looking at a piece of garbage instead of a person.

"You—" Number 12 was furious, and the swear words that were about to blurt out were swallowed back.

An Qianlan, who was watching from the crowded crowd on the side, wanted to shout excitedly for Xie Yexing's behavior for the first time.

"Well done!"

She clenched her little fists and whispered praise for Xie Yexing's actions.

The matter is not over yet, there is no foul on this ball, Su Ling has already received the ball, he didn't go anywhere, dribbling to the position where Xie Yexing was, the fat man looked at the position where he went, and he couldn't keep up with him, so he could only shout: "Defend Lao Xu." ”

Lao Xu is the 12th, and as soon as he turned around, Su Ling was behind him, and he started with a three-point shot.

After the shot, Su Ling didn't even look at the ball, just stared at his eyes and shouted, "In your face." ”

"Uhhh

The ball went into the net again.

Although the fat man was angry, he didn't scold Lao Xu, he understood Lao Xu's character, Lao Xu's opponent is also very strong, and he must not be comfortable.

He silently ran to Lao Xu's side, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Alas, forget it, Lao Xu, his skills are not as good as others, let's finish the fight honestly." ”

Another teammate on the side also echoed that he was not familiar with these two people, and he just pulled them over to make up the numbers, and as for the bench, he couldn't even play basketball.

Lao Xu looked at the two of them, and he felt very uncomfortable, after all, who didn't want to win the game? But they couldn't even break through what they thought was the weakest point, so how could they win the game? The tall man named Chu Ziyang didn't even behave like that, but the feeling he gave people was terrifying.

"Alas, lost and lost."

In a game, when the opponent doesn't even have the heart to compare, it's completely over. This game is simply Su Ling's personal show, he is scoring in any position with a hot hand, and after scoring six three-pointers in a row, the game ended without suspense.

During this period, No. 12, who was still a little irritable, didn't say anything more, just played offense and defense with his heart, and when they attacked, they also came to a tacit understanding and scored several goals, so they didn't shave their heads.

To say that he was unhappy was definitely unhappy, but the final apology on the 12th made Su Ling and the others quickly relieved, and the bad impression they had on him disappeared.

"I'm sorry, I had a bad attitude before, which affected everyone's mood to play."

He was a little embarrassed and said, although it was a little twisty, but it was also true.

"Haha, it's okay, everyone has this kind of time, so you have to restrain yourself in the future." Su Ling was most disgusted with the kind of person who scolded his teammates on the field, but he was also the first to forgive him. Only those who have responsibility can make friends on the court, and they are not afraid of quarrels, but they are afraid of thinking that they are not at fault at all after the quarrel.