Lin Mu understands very well that even if he is matched with Gu Beicheng now, it will be difficult for him to get the top three in the Nike Eight Gate Championship in a month.

Because, except for a good mid-range shot, he doesn't have much offensive means. And because he is not too tall, his mid-to-long-range shots are easy to be defended by opponents. And pinning all offensive means on Gu Beicheng's single core can easily become a shortcoming of the team...

Therefore, Lin Mu now has to try to involve the offensive areas that he is not good at and accumulate enough points in the hope of drawing powerful offensive cards!

He has to take every opportunity to get points and run as hard as he can.

Looking at Lin Mu's running appearance, Gu Beicheng couldn't bear it anymore, and took a pair of long legs to follow Lin Mu's footsteps.

"Rush the duck!" Gu Beicheng screamed, and his face once again returned to his previous confident appearance!

"Little fat man, you're the one who made a disrespectful speech on the school post bar yesterday, right?" At the gate of the first and second classes of the high school attached to Beijing University, a boy with blond hair and ruffian spirit smiled at Wang Quan.

"Senior... You... What are you talking about? The little fat man Wang Quan looked at the blonde boy and couldn't help but tremble with fright.

"I say! Yesterday, did you post on the bar and say that we, the sophomores and juniors, occupy the outdoor basketball court every day, so that you can't play basketball? ”

"This senior, did you recognize the wrong person? Do you think I look like someone who has the courage to cause trouble on the Internet? And, as new students like us, we all focus on our studies! No time to go online! ”

The little fat man Wang Quan had a righteous face, as if the freshman who sprayed the sophomore and junior high school seniors with vicious language yesterday had nothing to do with him.

"You're stupid X for me! The screen name of the freshman who sprayed our sophomore and junior high school is called the second class of popular Wang Wangquan! This kind of name is not you, it must be known to you! ”

"It's broken..."Wang Quan remembered his screen name, and couldn't help but leave a drop of cold sweat.

"If you spray us scum, forget it, and give us a nickname! What nicknames do you give us in our sophomores and juniors? The blonde boy remembered those nicknames, and he couldn't help but feel a bruise.

"You gave Wang Qiang, who loves to wear purple basketball shoes in the second and third classes of high school, the nickname of the purple shirt Dragon King, and the nickname of the Blue Winged Bat King to Li Xu, who loves to wear cyan jerseys in the first class of high school, and the nickname of the White-eyed Eagle King to Murong Bei, who dyed his white hair in the fifth class of high school!"

"But you! Why! You gave me the nickname of a pug? You mean the Four Heavenly Kings of Mingjiao! Except for them! Am I not worthy? ”

The blonde boy became angrier and angrier the more he spoke, his clenched fist the size of a casserole, looking at his casserole-like fist. Wang Quan was directly frightened and incoherent:

"Big brother! I was wrong! I wanted to give you the nickname of the Golden Lion King! But! You don't have a dragon slayer! ”

"Sure enough, it's you... There is no dragon slayer knife you are talking about... Are you talking about my food? Listening to the fat man's confession, the blonde boy grabbed the little fat man's collar with one hand, and waved his casserole-like fist with the other, and was about to smash the little fat man when a beautiful voice sounded.

"Stop! Let go of that little fat man! ”

Then a beautiful figure appeared in front of the little fat man, and that beautiful figure was Gu Lan.

Her petite body was full of strength and courage that didn't match her body.

When this blonde boy appeared to look for royal power, in fact, many people in the first and second classes of high school were watching, but no one spoke for the little fat man.

Although the little fat man is very popular. However, when faced with a strong enemy, those so-called friends rarely have courage.

"You go away, I don't hit women!" The blonde boy is still principled.

"I'm not leaving." Gu Lan is unexpectedly stubborn, but she also has persistence and principles.

"He's scolding, it's really wrong. Here I apologize for him! However, you can't do it either! Moreover, you already have the only outdoor basketball court in the school... You're doing it wrong! ”

"What do you mean?" The blonde boy looked at the stubborn Gu Lan and suddenly stopped talking.

He understands that what Gu Lan said makes sense, but isn't almost all schools dominated by sophomores and juniors occupying the basketball court? He also came from their first year of high school, and back then, he was also puzzled and angry at this unspoken rule like them.

However, the growth of age made him understand that this is the reality, and the reality does not allow them to have too much resistance and anger. Moreover, basketball is just a relaxing sport for students like them, who have no special skills.

They still have to face the college entrance examination and various problems in the future society...

"I mean let you leave at least one basketball half court for us freshmen!"

"Are you worthy?" Before the blonde boy could speak, a tall boy stepped forward, and he looked at the blonde boy and Wang Quan Gu Lan and the others condescendingly.

He was about 195 cm tall, and his white hair was a little cold with what he had just said.

"White-eyed Eagle King Murong Bei?" Seeing his appearance, the blonde boy swallowed.

"What is the right to dictate to us as an eyesore like yours? But... If you want to leave you a basketball half, you can. ”

"There's a saying I really like, and that's that the only one who can stand on the basketball court and enjoy the eyes of the crowd is the winner!"

"If you want half a basketball court, beat us!"

Murong Bei's words were full of naked provocation and irresistible majesty.

Indeed, he has the qualifications to say this.

Because, on the basketball court of the High School Affiliated to Beijing University and in the mouths of those who have played basketball with him, he is known as: Demon King!

"Forget it... In a year's time, we will be able to have the basketball court again in our sophomore year of high school. ”

Wang Quan saw the confidence from Murong Bei and the coercion of being a strong man, and he was afraid to pull Gu Lan to escape.

However, he underestimated Gu Lan's love for basketball and his character that would not run away from challenges.

"I accept!" Gu Lan looked at the demon king Murong Bei and said through gritted teeth.

"Then you have to find a teammate before you accept it. And I won't pity the jade like Ginger. As long as you step on the court, you will be my enemy, whether you are young or old! ”

Murong Bei looked at this stubborn girl and the little fat man who had no courage with pity, and said mockingly.

"Get out of the way!" After a loud roar, Lin Mu and Gu Beicheng ran up the stairs side by side and appeared in front of everyone.

Gu Beicheng's figure like a bulldozer made Murong Bei's eyes light up.

After all, in the High School Affiliated to Beijing University, except for Gu Jing, who he looked down on, there was no student who could compete with him in height and body.

He pointed to the bulldozer-like boy and said to Gu Lan:

"You can, persuade him to join."

His tone was inexplicably a little excited and joyful, as if he had seen another "warrior" who could compete with him...