"Look, the third shift has changed, huh? How is it completely different from the first half! ”

"Wasn't that big guy the clown in the cheerleading squad? The color on his face hasn't been wiped off yet, he has lost too much, so let's have fun! ”

"Huh...... How can anyone play in the third class, that kid is as fat as a pig, can he play? Someone pointed at the fat tiger and laughed. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"The third class has completely given up, and the cows, ghosts, snakes and gods have gathered together, and it is estimated that they can break the loss record of this competition."

The people of Class 8 pointed and pointed, talked and laughed, and the scene was extremely happy. Not only the eighth class, but also the students who watched the game from other classes also burst into laughter.

If there is a crack on the ground, it is estimated that many students will go directly to the crack. Shame, shame, sadness, sadness, all kinds of emotions linger in their hearts, and they really want to turn their heads and leave.

"What about Ning Xiaoning's play, does he think he can really change the situation?" A classmate from Class 3 sighed.

"Yes, if you lose this game, you have no confidence at all, how will you fight in the next game!" Another classmate next to him said.

The cheerleaders of the third class were also in a low mood, and when they saw their team on the field, they cheered.

Lin Yongqiang saw Ning Xiaoning on the field and walked over with a provocative look.

"I thought you wouldn't play, just because you led these crooked melons and cracked dates, and you still wanted to fight with me, it really made people laugh off their big teeth!"

Ning Xiaoning seemed to be smiling, picked up a ball casually, raised his hand to throw, and the basketball drew a beautiful arc, far hollow into the net.

He glanced at Lin Yongqiang, and then said, "If you lose the ball for a while, don't cry!" ”

Lin Yongqiang laughed, pointed at Ning Xiaoning and said, "You have lost like this, and you dare to say such big things to me, Xiaoning, I find that your face is getting thicker and thicker now!"

With a whistle from the referee, the second half of the game began.

From the third class to serve, Li Haisheng sent the ball to Ning Xiaoning's hands, and the three of Fat Tiger, Big Brother Xu, and Du Houzi quickly ran to the opponent's half and settled in a good position.

Ning Xiaoning quickly dribbled to the front court, and the small forward of Class 8 quickly pasted up, following his pace closely and not letting him break through at will.

In the first half, the small forward's defense was excellent, and he made several quick breaks in a row. He repeated his old tricks, sticking to Ning Xiaoning, and always ready to pull out the ball.

Ning Xiaoning dribbled behind his back, flashed to the side, and made two feints in a row, and the small forward who was defending him was firmly shaken to the ground by him.

Ning Xiaoning easily dribbled the ball to the basket, and the players who assisted in the defense were too late to rush over, and watched him throw the ball in.

The opponent's small forward climbed up, his eyes were almost on fire, no one had ever been able to break through him so easily, and today he actually suffered such a loss, and under the noses of all the classmates and teachers in the audience, he felt that he had been greatly insulted.

Class 8 sent the ball, and after a few passes, the ball reached his hand. Now the small forward has only one thought in his mind, "I want to get my face back!" ”

Ning Xiaoning didn't guard against him, but he took the initiative to dribble to find Ning Xiaoning, and put on a posture, so that Ning Xiaoning had to find the field after him.

Ning Xiaoning saw through his thoughts at a glance, and did not press him closely, but was nearly half a meter away from him. He dribbled the ball around, saw the opportunity, and was about to flash Ning Xiaoning in a few steps.

Who knew that Ning Xiaoning had already judged, before he started, he cut off the ball, directly formed a fast attack, and then scored the ball.

Lin Yongqiang was a little anxious, walked in front of the small forward, and didn't know what to say, the small forward walked off the field stupidly and replaced him with a thin and tall player.

As soon as the opening was played, the eighth class played a 4:0, and the third class was still 17 points behind, and the students of the third class on the scene began to get excited, and even the shouts of the cheerleaders on the sidelines became louder.

Lin Yongqiang received the ball, and the eldest brother Xu hurriedly went out and protected him tightly. Lin Yongqiang didn't take his opponent to heart at all, Zhang Wei in the first half was blown up by him, not to mention the big brother Xu who was thinner than Zhang Wei.

He singled with his back, dribbled to the basket step by step, and was about to get up to shoot, when suddenly there was an assistant defender, it was Du Houzi, and he slapped the ball out.

Ning Xiaoning's eyes were quick, he took the ball in his hand, and quickly ran to the front court. At this time, the members of Class 8 had just reacted, and when they saw that Ning Xiaoning had already run away, they all stopped and gave up chasing.

Standing outside the three-point line, Ning Xiaoning raised his hand to shoot, and the ball went into the net empty.

3 points!

Teacher Wang, the head teacher of the third class, couldn't help but stand up: "Good ball!" Down! ”