Chapter 9 [I'm just going to slap my face!] 】5
Everyone couldn't help but exclaim, he had been injured by Zhang Lei just now, and he fell to the ground again, and he was afraid that he would be hospitalized again. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
Li Haisheng and Fat Tiger hurriedly ran over, the eldest brother Xu ran to the field, and Du Yaxue and several classmates also came around.
"Xiao Ning, are you okay?" Fat Tiger asked.
Ning Xiaoning frowned, looking a little painful, and he hummed, "I'll take a break first...... Big brother Xu, you go up first and wait for me to come back. ”
He fell, and felt his bones shake, as if the place where he had broken before was cracked again, and the pain was unbearable, otherwise he would never have taken the initiative to ask for the end.
Du Yaxue saw that cold sweat broke out on Ning Xiaoning's brows, and knew that he must have been seriously injured, so she hurriedly helped him up.
The beauty was on the side, and the fragrance was coming, and Ning Xiaoning felt that the injury on her leg was not as painful as it was just now.
"You're not afraid of other people's gossip?" Ning Xiaoning turned his head and asked.
Du Yaxue bit her bright red lip, and then said, "You have been so seriously injured for me, what if I help you." Whoever likes to gossip, let them go......"
Ning Xiaoning was overjoyed in her heart, "It seems that I was not injured in vain." Just thinking about it, his feet went soft, "Ouch! A piercing pain made him almost fall to the ground.
Du Yaxue hurriedly hugged him, and two more people hurriedly came over to support him, Ning Xiaoning suddenly felt full of fragrance, especially Du Yaxue's strands of hair brushed his cheeks, itchy and numb, like flying.
Du Yaxue didn't know that Ning Xiaoning was thinking nonsense in her head, and hurriedly asked, "Are you okay, does it still hurt?" ”
Ning Xiaoning was in a daze, when she heard Du Yaxue's gentle voice, she said, "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all, it's still itchy......"
At this time, Wang Ning said beside him: "Hmph, a pair of dog men and women, don't be coy here, disgusting!" ”
Zhang Wei on the side had a blue face, eager to break the basketball in his hand.
Ning Xiaoning's face changed when he heard Wang Ning's words, and he turned his head to look at him, with a cold light in his eyes. Wang Ning had never seen such cold eyes, and he was terrified.
"Ignore him!" Du Yaxue said, helped Ning Xiaoning to the audience, and sat on the chair.
As soon as I sat down, the pain in my heart returned. Ning Xiaoning understands that if it hurts so much all the time, and the bones are still cracked, and he can't play at all, the outcome of this game is unpredictable.
Sure enough, not long after Ning Xiaoning left the game, Zhang Wei scored three goals in a row, rewriting the score to 4:5. Maybe it was because of the consecutive goals, Zhang Wei, who was blue just now, had a smile on his face, as if Ning Xiaoning had knelt at his feet at this moment, allowing himself to insult.
Ning Xiaoning closed his eyes and felt the moment when Curry appeared in his sleep.
The impact of the basketball on the court, the shouts of the classmates off the court, and even the gentle greetings of Du Yaxue next to him were all isolated by him, as if he was the only one in the stadium of Nuoda, and he was the only one between heaven and earth.
Sure enough, Curry's figure appeared. He breathed a sigh of relief, and it seemed that going into deep meditation would also summon Curry out of his mind.
As in every dream, he began to emulate Curry's movements: dribbling, breaking, layups. He has practiced countless times, and this time he practiced extra hard and worked extra hard. Gradually, he felt that he was just a little short of being able to synchronize with Curry's movements.
At this time, a light lit up in his mind, flowing through his whole body along the meridians, and the bone crack in his right leg just now, under the nourishment of this light, slowly grew.
Suddenly, he heard the exclamations from the audience, suddenly opened his eyes, and the score shouted by the classmates next to him made him unable to sit still anymore and stood up suddenly.
PS: Well, it's sad today, poor my Curry, he was actually sent off! Good things are grinding, and the seventh warrior rises!
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