Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Basketball Game in Progress 1

Before I knew it, time flew by, and there was only one week left before the National Day on October 1, and this week, the students seemed to be very busy

"Sanshan, are you ready?" Ning Xuan saw that Ling Zishan had not come down yet, so he ran to her door and shouted, "Hurry up, the second brother has been waiting for us for a long time."

Today is the day of the basketball game, and Ning Xuan urged Ling Zishan to go out to go to the arena to cheer for Ning Yuqian

Ling Zishan looked at the clothes to be changed in front of him today, still hesitating and entangled, Ning Xuan couldn't wait outside the door, and rushed directly into the room, only to see someone staring at the clothes in a daze, "Ling Zishan, what are you doing if you don't change your clothes!! After speaking, he picked up his clothes and stuffed them into Ling Zishan's arms and pushed the person into the bathroom, "You hurry up and change, hurry up, hurry up"

"Xuanxuan, I ......"

"What's wrong?" Looking at Ning Xuanxi's face, he couldn't say anything if he couldn't go, so he had to change his clothes and go out with him

The competition venue is in the S City Sports Center, which is a competition venue with national standards, which can accommodate tens of thousands of spectators, looking at the main entrance of the sports center with a sea of people, it is conceivable that there will only be more people inside, Ling Zishan's face turned a little paler, and a voice in her heart resisted and said, "Don't go in, don't go in"

Of course, Ning Xuan couldn't hear the voice of Ling Zishan's inner world, at this time she was dragging Ling Zishan towards the middle of the crowd, although Ning Yubai had tried his best to keep the crowd out of the way in front of her, so that strangers would not touch Ning Xuan and Ling Zishan, but with so many people, the space that had just been opened up was filled in the next second, and by the time they entered the venue and sat down, Ling Zishan's face was already white without the slightest blood

"Sanshan, what's wrong with you?" Ling Zishan was bloodless and startled Ning Xuan

Ling Zishan swallowed her saliva to make her voice less dry, "I'm fine, it's just that there were too many people just now, and I'm not used to it."

This reason is very far-fetched, although Ning Xuan really wants to ask further, but the game is about to start, she is logistics, she must go to the side of the court to prepare, she can only tell Ning Yubai to take care of Ling Zishan, and hurriedly ran down the audience

"Does it really matter?" Ning Yubai looked at the pale man suspiciously

"Brother Yubai, I'm really fine"

"That's good! If you don't feel well, remember to say it, don't be reckless."

"Okay, I will"

……

"Whew, so handsome! ……”

"Nonsense, of course handsome! That's the prince of my heart."

"Boom...... People obviously like a gentle prince like Duan Shao, how can they suddenly find that Ning Shao's domineering attack seems to be very good."

……

The cheers from the spectators were deafening, the game was fierce on the pitch, and the game gradually heated up

A beautiful pass was followed by a perfect three-point shot, with the advantage of height, almost every goal of Ning Yuqian was a three-point shot, and the score and the opponent gradually opened up, and the result of this game was no longer in suspense

Ling Zishan looked at the handsome people on the court, some people are destined to be radiant, and some people will shine and shine no matter where they are

"Brother, it's hard work"

"Hey, sister, it's not just your brother's hard work."

"Yes, yes, you have all worked hard" Ning Xuan listened to Ouyang Hao's indecent jokes, and directly rolled his eyes, making everyone laugh who had just ended

"Don't worry about him, he's just jealous that I have a sister like a little padded jacket"

"Roll ......"