Chapter 25

"Good!"

"Yay!"

Situ Yanran waved happily, and so did Jiang Yurou.

The two looked at each other awkwardly, embarrassed to withdraw their applause, and they had lost their temper just now.

The female audience around was even more excited, and it was a joy to be called.

Yang Shaotian's face is black and purple, are these people still the people he invited to cheer for him.

"It's my turn!"

Now that it was a draw, I thought that Ning Fan must have been lucky just now.

After Yang Shaotian kicked off, he quickly dribbled in front of Ning Fan and said, "Ning Fan, look at the speed of my dribble, do you have the ability to steal one?" ”

"Okay!" Ning Fan shrugged.

"Dazzle you, go you!"

Yang Shaotian was proud, and after a coquettish luck in front of Ning Fan, he used a feint to bypass Ning Fan again.

But in the next second, Yang Shaotian found his own ball.

As a person who often plays basketball, without any interference, dribbling can be said to be all about feeling, and there is no need to watch it at all.

Can...... What about your own ball, dribbling, running?

After Yang Shaotian turned around, the basketball was already in Ning Fan's hands, and he was immediately thrown out by him in another standard posture.

It's a perfect parabola again, and it's the same plot again.

The basketball went into the basket with unmistakable accuracy, and it was another hollow ball.

Score: Two to one.

The people around them once again carnivaled and cheered for Ning Fan.

In the third game, Yang Shaotian carefully dribbled, taking the two goals thrown by Ning Fan just now as just the luck of the other party.

After slowly approaching Ning Fan, he said, "Ning Fan, don't you want to steal again this time?" ”

As soon as the words fell, Ning Fan accurately grasped the trajectory of Yang Shaotian's dribble as soon as he made a move, and smoothly slapped the ball directly.

Rumble!!!

Yang Shaotian was petrified in an instant, his mind was like being struck by lightning, and his brain was buzzing.

But because Ning Fan didn't grab the ball, the ball was still in Yang Shaotian's hands.

Now Yang Shaotian hurriedly shook his head and told himself that all this was fake, not true.

He is the second guard of Longteng University, how can he be easily stolen by others.

Hallucinations, yes, must be hallucinations!

Quickly sober himself up, and after getting the ball this time, he became very cautious.

thought to himself, Ning Fan may have two steals, but the rebounds may not be as fast as himself, nor as high as his own jump.

So I also wanted to shoot a three-pointer to regain a little face.

This goal Yang Shaotian jumped up and shot decisively, and the feeling was excellent, and this three-point goal must have been scored.

But when he landed on the ground, his pupils widened.

Because Ning Fan also jumped up, but was taller than him.

Ning Fan raised his hand and patted it, and the ball that Yang Shaotian had just thrown was slapped off.

"Blocked!"

"Whoa!"

Seeing this, Chen Hao shouted excitedly and shouted: "Ning Fan, Ning Fan ......"

Under his rhythm, the surrounding audience members shouted to his rhythm, and the sound was deafening, attracting everyone on the surrounding court.

Yang Shaotian was completely scared, he was not only stealed, but also blocked, and there would be no more mixing on the court of Longteng in the future.

The ball was not out of bounds yet, Ning Fan picked it up and had a three-pointer and shot it into the basket steadily.

With a score of three to one, Yang Shaotian has no hope of winning, there is one more game in four games, and even if he scores in the last game, it will be a three-to-two situation.