"I'm back!" The talented woman ran to the door panting, looked at the group of people inside, and was also stunned.

"What did you do? Weren't you at the door when I was called away? "The singer blames the talented girl.

"The mother of the king of the ball went to go through the procedures for the suspension of the king of the ball, and asked me to send the hospital certificate over, and I left for a while!" The talented girl was also stunned.

"Wow, it's been so lively today!" Xiao Jiu smiled very happily, which was in stark contrast to the atmosphere here.

"What are you all doing here? The second half of the game is about to begin! A woman's voice full of aura came from afar.

I don't need to see people, I know it's Sect Leader Hong, Xiao Jiu was still trembling just now, and he was bored at this time, it seems that he and Sect Leader Hong really don't agree.

"Zombie, how was the second half arranged?" The king of the ball is still more worried about the game.

"Don't worry, with me, I will never lose!" Wen Ling said confidently.

"Are you still going to play?" I couldn't help but ask worriedly, after all, he sprained his foot, basketball games are a lot of sports, and the other party is some insidious people, what if the injury is aggravated?

Wen Ling limped out as if he hadn't heard, just as Sect Master Hong walked to the door of the lounge and stretched out his hand to help him, but Wen Ling cleverly dodged and walked alone.

"Why are you here?" Sect Leader Hong didn't mind Wen Ling's indifference, and pointed the finger at Xiao Jiu.

"I do!" Xiao Jiu raised his eyebrows and whistled to look very nervous, but I felt the panic in his heart.

"Look for death!" Sect Master Hong glanced at Xiao Jiu fiercely, turned around and followed.

The singer pushed the wheelchair of the king of the ball and walked to the basketball court with the talented girl, who saw that I didn't follow, and called me out of place.

"Oh!" I was just about to leave when I saw Mu Gongzi who was still angry next to me.

"You should go back early, the school is in a mess right now!" I suddenly felt a little sorry for him.

"Yan Ruoxian! Don't you dislike me? Mu Gongzi grabbed my arm, and there was a distressing pain in his eyes.

"What do I dislike about you? It's good if you don't dislike me! "I don't understand what he means.

"Do you think there was a generation gap between me and you? Am I older than you? The more Mu Gongzi talked, the more aggrieved he became.

Oh my God! I rolled my eyes speechlessly, Mu Gongzi is a naïve child now, if there is a generation gap, it is also my mental age that is older than him!

"Good boy! Little Mumu, hurry back to work! I'm going to watch the game! I tried to coax him.

"Beauty, what are you doing? Let's go! "When the talented girl saw that I didn't go with them, she came back to pull me.

"Obedient!" I shouted at Mu Gongzi again.

Mu Gongzi pouted, looked pitifully at me who was getting farther and farther away, and suddenly chased after me, grabbed my other hand and said, "I'm going to watch the game too!" ”

"Hey! Can you let go of the beauty? Is a girl's hand held casually? "The talented girl is in a hurry.

"She's my girlfriend, not only did I hold hands, but I also ......" Mu Gongzi was not polite at all.

But I was afraid that he would say something misleading, especially in front of a talented girl, so I quickly stopped his words back: "Okay, okay, I won't let you watch the game again!" ”

"If you don't say it, you won't say it." It is rare for Mu Gongzi to be so well-behaved.

"Really!" The talented girl bit her lip and held back her anger, if she wasn't still thinking about the game, it is estimated that she would be crazy!

Finally came to the basketball court, the game has begun, the king of the ball looked at the court with a solemn face, and the singer next to him also clenched his fists, ready to rush up.

Wen Ling is still on the court, the white on his ankle is very eye-catching, but he still comes and goes like the wind, and once he changes the norm, the whole arena has become his home field.

After a few beautiful long-range shots and big dunks, we finally caught up with the score, and I don't care so much about winning or losing now, after all, Wen Ling must have suffered a lot in this game.

"The surname Wen is really amazing!" Mu Gongzi whispered.

Isn't it amazing? I think he's using his last strength to be strong, right? If it was because of my orders, then I regret it now.

Xiao Jiu was still sitting in his original position, holding a bag of potato chips in his hand, eating with relish, it seemed that no matter how beautiful the goal was, it had nothing to do with him, a person who really watched the excitement.

Many girls in the stands were almost fascinated by Wen Ling, and the constant cheers and shouts were about to pierce my eardrums.

All they saw was a charismatic Wen Ling who was active on the basketball court, but they didn't know what kind of pain he was suffering, and I wondered if his injured foot would never play basketball again.

Although I have always felt that he is not a human being, he has infinite power, he is a god-like existence in this world, but after all, he is still just a person, an ordinary high school student, he will also be sick, he will be in pain, and he will be helpless, and I can only watch from afar.

"I'll go! The surname Wen is open! Mu Gongzi squeezed my arm excitedly.

I felt an inexplicable pain in my arm, and turned my head to look at Mu Gongzi, is he crazy? What does Wen Ling's goal matter to him?

The score of our school has exceeded the score of the third middle school by more than 20 points, and Wen Ling also seems to be struggling, he should be tired, but he does not dare to slack off, because he knows that as long as he stops, he may not be able to move.

We all have the experience of thinking that our bodies are overdrawn to the limit, but with perseverance and fighting spirit, we can still persevere, but once we stop, we don't have the strength to move again.

In the second half of the game, there was also a two-minute break in the middle of the game, but Wen Ling never stopped, he looked very calm, without any ups and downs, but my heart hung in the air.

I really couldn't watch him force myself like this, so I ran over, stood opposite him, looked into his eyes and said seriously: "Wen Ling, don't force yourself, it's okay if we lose." “

"I said I would give you a champion!" Wen Ling was really haunted by what I said that day.

"I'm sorry, you just didn't say anything to me, if you continue like this, your feet can't bear it!" I yelled anxiously.

But Wen Ling didn't appreciate it, and turned his gaze away, and Mu Gongzi also came over to pull me away and let me be nosy.

Am I meddling? I watched speechlessly as Wen Ling walked onto the field again, feeling that I was really a sinner.

The final half of the game! I know that Wen Ling will definitely do his best, he will not admit defeat, but it is not easy to win the game.

"When is the game over?" I looked at the countdown to the game and was in a hurry.

"What are you anxious about such a wonderful game?" Mu Gongzi's eyes lit up, but he enjoyed it.

"It's not that you don't know, Wen Ling is injured." I think my worries are all written on my face.

"He's hurt, are you distressed?" Mu Gongzi found fault again.

I didn't bother to talk to him, I stopped talking, the time passed very slowly, Wen Ling also ran slower and slower, and began to try to pass the basketball to other teammates, obviously they didn't cooperate very well, and failed several times.

The score gradually began to approach again, and the players of the third middle school also ignited hope from the listlessness just now, and they were all full of energy and cooperated very tacitly.

The king of the ball clenched his hands into fists, and it could be seen that he was also sweating for Wen Ling, as well as those former teammates of him, in this game, the king of the ball has always thought that it was inevitable, if he lost, I don't know if he could accept it.

But Wen Ling really tried his best, after all, the run-in period between him and the other team members was too short, and he couldn't do that kind of heart-to-heart sympathy, even if he lost, I wouldn't blame him.

"Surnamed Wen, come on!" Mu Gongzi put his hands to his mouth and shouted with everyone.

I looked around, everyone stood up from the stands, including talented girls and ladies, they were all cheering for our school, the momentum was surging, so that my blood instantly boiled, and I shouted loudly!

Either way, it's our home turf!

With less than three minutes to go, we were one point behind, and Wen Ling's hair was already soaked with sweat, and he had reached a limit.

"Wen Ling, come on!" I shouted with almost all my strength.

He looked at me, his body rose and fell slightly with his breathing, and I clenched my fists and waved resolutely, Wen Ling, you must hold on to the end!

But at this time, the players of the third middle school scored another goal, and the score exceeded us by three points, and I looked at the time anxiously, there were less than two minutes!

"It's over! The one surnamed Wen lost! Mu Gongzi was chattering next to me.

"Shut your crow's mouth!" I turned around angrily and shouted, and Mu Gongzi was startled by my out-of-control emotions.

Definitely not going to lose! I believe in Wen Ling, he will definitely be able to do it! I could tell from the look in his eyes that he didn't want to lose!

"Wow! Look! The three-point shot surnamed Wen—" Mu Gongzi deliberately said in a long voice: "It's in!" ”

A smile appeared on the corner of my mouth, Wen Ling is so good! But at this time, Mu Gongzi said in my ear again: "A draw, it's still not a win!" ”

I glared at him again, why do you think this guy is so annoying today!

There are still a few tens of seconds to go, and hopefully a miracle will happen, as long as it is not until the last second, there is still a chance, isn't it? So you must not give up!

At the last critical moment, the captain of the third middle school successfully dribbled the ball and was ready for a perfect slam dunk!

"Don't!" I shouted anxiously.

At the same time, I also felt that Mu Gongzi's hand holding my arm used more force, as if he was going to pinch my arm off, and I almost burst into tears in pain.

At the moment when the captain of the third middle school jumped up, Wen Ling also quickly arrived at the best place, and the perfect bounce knocked the basketball out, and at the same time, the referee blew the whistle to end the game!

"Draw! Isn't there going to be overtime? Mu Gongzi finally relaxed his hand.

I looked at Wen Ling on the field, in overtime, he shouldn't be able to hold on, right?