When Zhuo Yan was scolded by Liang Ran, she had already thought about the picture of being wronged.

Suddenly, another version of the picture shifted, and she was completely surprised.

"Be careful next time." ”

Liang Ran raised his red and swollen eyes and let out a sad "um".

Her gaze just fell on the scoreboard opposite, and below the score of class (2), there was a big 4 word written, and under class (8) there was a big 0 word.

Looking at the word 0, I don't know how burning it is.

She was so angry that her lips trembled slightly, it wasn't Zhuo Yan, these 4 points should be (8) class, and she didn't know how much she hated Zhuo Yan in her heart.

I can't wait to pluck her skin and tear her bones.

Leng Bingling, who was standing next to her, lowered her eyelids and glanced at Liang Ran's fickle face, she guessed that Liang Ran was stealing chickens and eating rice.

She raised her eyelids and looked at the black head in the stands, the corners of her lips curled.

There should be about 400 people watching the game in the stands.

She didn't wronged Zhuo Yan, she should be worried that the classmates in the stands would see the real situation.

Suddenly, a boy walked up to Leng Bingling, took a bottle of water, and stretched out in front of Leng Bingling, "Bingbing, drink a little drink and replenish your water." ”

Leng Bingling followed the direction of the voice, looked sideways slightly, and a tall boy with clear eyebrows and a tall figure stood beside her.

She lowered her eyelids slightly and looked at the drink he handed over, the pulse of the lime flavor, she didn't reach out to take it, but put her hands in her trouser pockets, lazily raised her eyelids slightly, looked at the boy, and succinctly lost two words, "Not thirsty." ”

Then he turned around and walked towards the court.

Zhang Nuan chased after her and muttered in a low voice, "Bingbing, that boy just now is Guo Meng who sent you a plane this morning." ”

Leng Bingling stopped, her hands were still in her trouser pockets, she said "oh" very casually, paused, and said lightly: "Guo Meng, it's very cute." ”

Zhang Nuan looked at her sideways and said, "Don't you think he looks good?"

Leng Bingling twitched the corners of her mouth, raised her eyelids, looked at the whistle of Teacher Ma who had just walked into the playground, and smiled, "The game has begun." ”

Miao Hui walked into the court and looked at the score board, (2) class scored two goals in a row, and (8) class still scored 0 points.

Liang Ran is a girl who plays basketball better in their class, and soon after the beginning, Liang Ran was injured, worried that everyone's morale would be depressed, she shouted, "Come, our classmates in class (8) cheer themselves on." ”

The five girls immediately formed a circle, hugged each other, and the five right palms were superimposed on each other, shouting: "Come on (8) class." ”

Among the onlookers outside the venue, someone shouted: "Bingbing, come on......"

"(8) Shift refueling."

……

Everyone withdrew their hands, Miao Hui, "It's just the beginning now, although the (2) class is 4 points ahead of us, let's play hard next, maybe there will be unexpected gains." ”

Luo Lin twitched the corner of his mouth and smiled: "Miao Hui (2) class wins the first place in the basketball game every year, is it possible for our class to have unexpected gains?"

Leng Bingling's hands that she had just withdrawn were put into her trouser pockets again, and her beautiful eyes were half-squinted: "As long as we are united, give ourselves confidence, and believe that we will win, Class (8) will definitely win." ”。

Zhang Nuan nodded and said approvingly: "Well, I believe we will win." ”