"Very well, once again, our slogan is-"

"Kill them!"

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Zhao Qianshan nodded with great satisfaction, then shook his head and said, "Why do you feel that your ears are a little difficult to hear." ”

"Whoever made them roar so loudly will have their ears broken." Zheng Jiayi took away her blindfolded hands and said complainingly.

Zhao Qianshan always felt uncomfortable, patted his hand on his ear, and then reached in with his little finger and took out a fly-sized earring.

"Why do I feel wrong, it turns out that you are making trouble, and now I am finally comfortable, haha." After saying that, bounce it away.

Everyone pretended not to know him and avoided it.

A foreign object the size of a fly fell from the sky and landed on the referee's whistle, and when the referee saw that the time had come, he picked up the whistle and blew it -- "shhhhhh

"Strange, why is this whistle a little wrong? No matter, it's game on! ”

"Okay, now the players are on the pitch. On the side of Licai Middle School, the starting five are: point guard Qian Duo, and scoring guard ......"

On the bench of the second middle school, hearing this name, it was immediately discussed.

"Qian Duo, this name is so strange, but how can it feel as if I have heard it somewhere."

"I think you will feel familiar as long as you hear the word with money."

"No, I've really heard of it!"

"He was a player who performed very well in the last school league, and he was going to be recommended to the team, but then he didn't know how to run to Licai Middle School."

"I see, if he hadn't gone, the position of starting point guard would have been for him to compete with He Qingping, but now the two of them have become opponents, it's really interesting."

Zheng Jiayi listened to their discussion and felt a little happy. Fortunately, He Qingping is not here, otherwise he would definitely stand up and stand up to the public: how could he be compared to a genius like me.

The host's words continued to sound: "Let's take a look at Longyuan No. 2 Middle School again, the first five players are point guard He Qingping, scoring guard Wen Daobing, small forward Jiang He, big forward Mao Feng and center Qiu Yun. There are four players in this starting lineup who are all freshmen in high school, so it can be seen that they have no hope of winning this game. ”

"Cut, what kind of commentary is this, we are the strongest lineup!" He Qingping listened to the host on the sidelines talking to himself passionately, he was very dissatisfied, and wanted to go up to reason with him, but was arrested by the captain Mao Feng.

"You don't care what others say, concentrate on playing your own ball!"

The players on both sides stood in their own positions, Wang Anshan competed for the ball with the opponent's center Mo Lun, He Qingping and Qian Duo stood together, ready to grab the basketball when it fell.

"We'll meet again, He Qingping." As soon as Qian Duo came up, he greeted He Qingping.

"How do you know my name, am I already so famous?" He Qingping looked at the opponent who was opposite him, and only felt a little familiar, but he just didn't see it anywhere.

"Your memory is really bad," Qian Duo gritted his teeth: "We only met at the stadium outside last week, and I didn't expect to forget about it in such a short time." ”

He Qingping: "No way, I can remember people whose skills are too bad." ”

Qian Duo: "Whose skills are terrible, you rookie!" ”

He Qingping: "It's you, you're terrible!" ”

Qian Duo: "Rookie! ”

He Qingping: "Bad ball skills! ”

"Enough!" "Shut up!"

The captains of both sides came out in unison, stopping the war of words between the two.

"Mao Feng, I remember that you played as a center forward in the first two games, why didn't you play this time, did you dare not face me?" Mo Lun stared at Mao Feng and said.

"That," Mao Feng looked back at Zhao Qianshan, then turned around and explained: "I have practiced the center in the first two games, and then I will practice the position of the power forward, the current game is just practice, there is no need to change anything for you." ”

"Practice ......" Mo Lun didn't expect the other party to answer like this at all, and his eyes widened for a while, gritting his teeth, looking hideous and terrifying.

The competition on the field, of course, the sideline photography will not be missed. The war of words between He Qingping and Qian Duo just now has already been filmed in the picture, and now Mao Feng and Mo Lun have not escaped.

"Wow, before the game started, the players on both sides had already collided with fierce sparks, although they had already known that it would be a one-sided situation, but they couldn't help but want to see the angry expressions of the second squadron." The host rhubarb is still not letting go of any point, building momentum for the main pair.

"Mr. Yang Yi, what do you think of such a pre-game situation?" Rhubarb suddenly remembered that there was also a commentator who gave him a pitiful shot.

Yang Yi moved his lips, but no sound came out. Rhubarb remembered that he had turned off the other party's microphone, and hurriedly turned it on and motioned to the other party not to talk nonsense.

"Hey, there's a voice. I think it shows that the emotions of the players on both sides are coming in very quickly, which is a good sign, the confrontation before the game is already so intense, and it should be more intense after the game starts. I couldn't agree more with what you just said, it's going to be a one-sided match, but—"

Seeing that the other party was about to cut off the microphone, Yang Yi immediately made a sharp turn and said: "I still hope that the two sides can fight more intensely, and don't waste the expectations of so many viewers for this game." For this game ......"

"Okay," Rhubarb interrupted the other party again: "Thank you very much Mr. Yang Yi for his pre-match prediction of this game, and we sincerely hope that the players of Longyuan No. 2 Middle School can carry forward the spirit of perseverance of the athletes, hold this game for a longer time, and make the game more exciting." Here, I hope that the audience at the scene and the audience in front of the TV will send them my sincere blessings, just like me! ”

"What do you say, this rhubarb! I think the game will end as soon as possible, but I bet on Licai Middle School to win by a big score. Inside the LH City Hospital, a doctor in a white coat stood in front of the TV and said.

"Actually, Long Yuan No. 2 is very strong!" A short-haired girl next to him hurriedly stood up and said.

"Oh, is that so?" The doctor said nonchalantly.

"Yes, Doctor Huang, you also underestimate Longyuan No. 2 Middle School, no matter how you say that they are also a traditional powerhouse." The other old man's approval made the short-haired girl excited for a while, but when she heard the other party's next words, she immediately became like a ball with a hole in it.

"I didn't bet on the score, I bet directly on the winner, as long as Licai Middle School wins, there will be money to make, this is a safe way to make money."

The short-haired girl is Guan Yimei, she told He Qingping that she was going to go out to compete with the women's team, but somehow ran to the city hospital. Ignoring everyone's alternative eyes, she clenched her fists and said firmly: "Longyuan No. 2 Middle School will definitely win!" ”