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The game started immediately, and Luo Weiwei pulled into her pants a little nervously, feeling more nervous than when she was playing.

She didn't pay attention to Zhao Hean's bragging, because she hadn't seen Fan Yihang play, and her skills were good, but she didn't have to say that, but it wasn't as good as Zhao He'an said.

Plus...... He injured his foot.

Luo Weiwei couldn't help but worry, and only hoped that he would not affect the injury on his foot after finishing the race, and it didn't matter if he won or not.

The final preparations were made on the field, and the students on duty had already begun to push back the students who crossed the line to watch.

Fan Yihang played the position of a striker, replacing the "pigeon" who was injured, because it was too temporary, so his cooperation with Song Ningyuan and others was almost "0", so he was still communicating with Song Ningyuan and them in the last few minutes before the game.

Boys playing ball is not as simple as girls playing just now, it is more skillful and more teamwork.

"That's how it was played in the first half." As he spoke, his eyes looked at the third class audience.

At a distance of more than ten meters, he clearly saw Luo Weiwei mouthing and saying to him: "Pay attention to safety." ”

It's not "come on", it's not "you have to win", it's about paying attention to safety.

His heart shook, and after nodding his head, he went into a state of preparation for battle.

If the last time I played with Shen Ducheng and them in the playground was just for fun, then today is a serious ball game.

As the whistle sounded, the audience erupted in bursts of "come on", and most of the girls present also shouted, mostly for Fan Yihang, who had just transferred to the school and had already become famous in the seventh middle school only a month ago.

It's just that Fan Yihang, who is surrounded by so many "favors", has no self-awareness, his eyebrows are cold, and he only has the ball and the opponent in his eyes.

As soon as the game opened, the sixth class controlled the ball first, they obviously cooperated with the training in advance, and the whole team had a high degree of cooperation, and the people in the third class never touched the ball at all. Fortunately, the defense of the third class was good, and the sixth class did not score smoothly in the opening five minutes.

Probably seeing that his class had not been able to control the ball, the people in the third class began to get anxious.

"What to do? I think this situation is going to lose! ”

"No......" Luo Weiwei shook her head and said, "They're dragging." ”

The style of play in the first half is estimated to consume the opponent's physical strength, because there are no substitutes for teammates in the sixth class, while there are two substitutes in their class, these two goals played well, and they did not play in the first half, and it is estimated that they are waiting for the second half to turn the tables.

Most of the people in the class were relieved to hear her say this, but a certain class representative scoffed: "A headwind is a headwind, why do you have to make excuses." I don't think you can win this one! ”

Hearing this, Luo Weiwei knew that Yu Hongwei was saying this to Fan Yihang, she was extremely unhappy, and she was about to go back, but the rest of the class couldn't listen to it first.

"I said Yu Hongwei, what do you mean by that? As a member of our third class, you wish our own class would lose the game, right? ”

"You yourself are not as good as Fan Yihang, so you are angry with this? Isn't it a man? The people I look down on the most are people like you! ”

"Selfish and stingy, with no sense of collective honor at all. Disgusting! ”

"You want Class 6 to win so much, then you go to Class 6! What do you do in our class? ”

Yu Hongwei's face turned pale for a while, and finally Qin Qianqian came forward to solve the siege: "Everyone say a few words, leave some strength to cheer for them." Don't let other people's classes see the jokes. ”

The crowd didn't go on.

Zhao He'an lowered his voice and said, "Is there still such a person in your class?" How can you wish your class would lose the game? It's also wonderful. ”

Luo Weiwei pouted: "Don't say it, why does he want our class to lose the game?" He was hoping that Fan Yihang would lose the game. ”

Zhao He'an is a human being, as soon as Luo Weiwei said this, he immediately understood, shook his head, and didn't talk about the narrow and selfish Yu Hongwei anymore.

It is a real waste of life to waste words for such people.

Everyone's attention fell back to the court from Yu Hongwei.

The people on the court have all pressed to the three-point line, and the opposing center is in possession of the ball, ready to shoot at any time.

The opponent's center is the person who attempted to deliver water to Luo Weiwei, called Guo Yulin, he dodged Song Ningyuan's defense in front of him, found a position to jump at a very fast speed, and the ball was thrown out of his hand, and the position and speed were just right.

The people in Class 6 had already stood up, causing the dean to yell again: "Sit down! All sit down! ”

Basketball whereabouts.

Fan Yihang stared at the ball and jumped at a rapid speed, intercepted the ball directly from mid-air, and turned to run in the opposite direction.

The opponent's people are all here, the rear defense is vacant, and Fan Yihang is like entering no man's land, running directly to the basketball hoop opposite. When the people of the sixth class reacted to chase Fan Yihang, Fan Yihang had already run to the three-point line, and with a jumping action, the ball flew out of an arc and fell steadily into the basket.

Beautiful three-pointer.

When the orange basketball hit the ground, the audience screamed and cheered like thunder.

The momentum of the players on the third class suddenly rose.

"Okay, all the voyages!"

"Brother, awesome!"

Song Ningyuan walked over and patted Fan Yihang's shoulder, not saying anything, but his eyebrows and eyes were full of admiration.

Didn't say anything, but said everything.

Fan Yihang's face was very pale, he just nodded, and looked at Guo Yulin in Class 6.

Guo Yulin was also looking at him, his eyes full of unconvinced.

"Da Linzi, why don't I keep an eye on him?" The boy who played the power forward in Class 6 asked.

"No!" Guo Yulin gritted his teeth: "I'll keep an eye on him!" You continue to hit yours. ”

It's just opportunistic, he doesn't believe that Fan Yihang can still score a second goal!

Guo Yulin looked at the audience of the third class, Luo Weiwei's eyes narrowed together happily, and the smile was sweet, but this smile was not for him.

"What am I talking about?" Zhao Hean patted his thigh excitedly and said, "College version of James!" I'm awesome! ”

Even Zhao He'an looked like fans, and in the words of a few years later, Luo Weiwei became deeply worried.

Fan Yihang's operation on the field is like this, but his eyebrows and eyes are cold and abstinent, this has to arouse the hearts of many girls? Wouldn't her rival in love rise by a power multiple?

No, no, she has to send water in a while and swear sovereignty.

Luo Weiwei looked at Zhao He'an next to her.

Zhao He'an felt it, shuddered, and asked, "What are you going to do?" ”

Luo Weiwei pulled her lips and smiled, charming and charming, and asked delicately: "Xiao Zhao, are you thirsty?" Do you want to buy water to drink? Can I bring two bottles? ”

Zhao He'an said expressionlessly: "Don't be coquettish, I'll bring you ten bottles." ”

Luo Weiwei: "......"

Is it so scary for her to be coquettish?

Zhao He'an "willingly" bought water, Luo Weiwei had no psychological burden, and sat leisurely and leisurely to watch Fan Yihang carry the whole audience, the more she watched, the more satisfied she became, and the more satisfied she was, the more worried she was.

She felt that everyone in the audience was her rival, regardless of gender.