Almost instantly, there was silence around the stadium.

Everyone subconsciously turned their eyes and looked in the direction of the locker room.

Fu Ziheng's walking posture was unhurried, and his pace towards this side was as leisurely as a walk, as if what he was going to face in a while was not to fight against a particularly strong opponent, but to drink tea and chat with others.

Unusually calm.

From a distance not far away, Pei Qingxi looked at the boy's disapproving attitude, and the tension in his heart seemed to dissipate with his calmness.

"Did you see that?"

Su Qin reached out and pulled the corner of Pei Qingxi's clothes at the right time, then leaned into her ear, and asked her in a sly voice: "Fu Ziheng's appearance doesn't look worried at all, don't you really think he will win this game?" ”

"Whether he can win the game or not, I don't count."

How could Pei Qingxi be embarrassed to tell Su Qin that she faintly changed her mind because of the boy's indifferent appearance?

"Watch the game, watch the game," Pei Qingxi twisted Su Qin's face, "He has already played, who loses and who wins will soon be clear, you have been competing with me, in fact, it is useless......"

"He looks so laid-back, isn't he really worried about losing the game for a while?"

The crowd of onlookers also began to talk again.

"Actually...... I don't think he's going to lose. I don't know which sister it is, and her voice was a little hesitant, "After all, his figure looks really strong, and he looks like he often exercises, and boys play basketball when they exercise, so maybe he really plays basketball well." ”

Robust...... Pei Qingxi suddenly thought of the boy who was sweating profusely when he went to the toilet a few days ago, when he took off his jersey......

Of course, there are also a large number of people who disagree: "Even if he looks physically strong, it doesn't mean that he is playing basketball well?" ”

There was no unanimity, but that didn't stop the boys from strolling onto the pitch.

Fu Ziheng's legs are indeed very long, even if he walks slowly, he walked to the court in no more than a minute, and soon came to the front of Zhou Hao, who is super popular, under everyone's attention.

Zhou Hao noticed Fu Ziheng coming from the locker room as early as when everyone suddenly quieted down, but he didn't seem to be affected by this at all, and shot under the frame of the basketball hoop alone, Fu Ziheng walked to him, and he just successfully shot in a three-point shot.

The onlookers suddenly burst into warm admiration.

Those boys who often play with Zhou Hao usually have a very good relationship with him, and when they saw Fu Ziheng coming over from the sidelines, they all stopped playing.

"Yo, who am I?" A boy who looked relatively dark and thin picked up the basketball ball that had been bouncing on the ground, and said in a ruffian voice, "It turned out to be the famous Fu Ziheng." ”

Fu Ziheng's eyes were cold, and he looked past the boy who took the lead in provoking and looked at Zhou Hao who was standing behind the brother.

Zhou Hao took the basketball handed to him by the thin black boy, stood up straight and looked at Fu Ziheng in front of him......

On the court, the two boys who were going to go head-to-head finally faced each other.

The momentum is tense.

Fu Ziheng had an advantage in height, he was half a head taller than Zhou Hao, which made Zhou Hao feel a little unbalanced in his heart, and he frowned dark and thick brows very tangled.

But it was only a moment for him to let go of these thoughts, looked at Fu Ziheng and sneered: "Boy, you are finally here!" ”

Zhou Hao's attitude was arrogant and unpolite, and from such a distance that was not too far, the big guys all felt his provocation, but Fu Ziheng himself didn't seem to care, and his voice was still faint: "Don't forget what you said yourself, I'm still waiting for your apology on the flag-raising platform on Monday." ”

It's an indifferent contempt!

Zhou Hao was angered by the boy's unkempt attitude, and slammed the ball to the ground, and the ball bounced a few times before rolling away.

"Want me to apologize? Then we have to see if you kid is that capable! Zhou Hao took a few steps closer to Fu Ziheng, and said in a disdainful tone, "What's the use of lip sync kung fu?" ”

Fu Ziheng hooked the corners of his mouth: "Whether it's lip work or not, you can see in a while." ”

On a late summer afternoon, the scorching sun in the sky was scorching, and the scorching sun was scattering golden dazzling light, and two boys in football uniforms stood facing each other, both of them enveloped in such a dazzling light.

Both boys stood upright.

Fu Ziheng clasped his hands around his chest.

Zhou Hao held the reddish-brown basketball in his palm, which was picked up by the partner behind him and handed it to again.

Behind him, stood several boys in uniform of the same color.

Zhou Hao's eyes were shining, and he looked straight at Fu Ziheng, and Fu Ziheng also looked at him directly.

The eyes of the two people were intertwined in the air, and the students watching from the periphery of the stadium seemed to feel it, and the eyes between them seemed to crackle, like the light of fire scattered when the electric wire leaked.

Seeing the confrontation between Zhou Hao and Fu Ziheng, everyone's hearts were almost boiling with excitement.

"Wow, both of them look so cool!"

"But I think Fu Ziheng is cooler, don't you see the four or five people behind Zhou Hao? Although Fu Ziheng is the only one on his side, his momentum does not seem to be lost at all. ”

"It seems quite reasonable for you to say this, I heard that they are one-on-one heads-up, although they know that the people behind Zhou Hao will not play, but they do not leave the field at this time, although standing behind Zhou Hao seems to make him a little stronger, but in fact, it perfectly reflects Fu Ziheng's momentum......"

"Fu Ziheng seems to really know how to play, we all thought that Fu Ziheng would lose before, is the idea too arbitrary?"

"You guys were really too arbitrary." It was a girl who took over the conversation, and her voice was crisp with a hint of reproach, "You don't have any verification, just rely on your own subjective assumptions, and think that Fu Ziheng and Zhou Haobi will definitely lose......"

The voice of the answer was loud, and everyone felt like a slap in the face.

This girl has obviously forgotten, just now she jumped up and shouted loudly, "Zhou Hao, we are all optimistic about you, you are the best, you will definitely win ......"

But now she thinks that Fu Ziheng can win!

The preface and the afterword contradict herself, doesn't she think it's a slap in the face?

But this girl didn't notice that she was like a wall grass.

......

And that's under the basket.

Zhou Hao was short-tempered, and he couldn't stand Fu Ziheng's indifferent look, took a few steps back, casually threw the basketball to his companion behind him, and opened the stance: "Let's start." ”