Chapter 34: Near-God

Lin Fan's three points were a great shock to both the stage and the audience.

The first class actually scored.

What's even more surprising is that this ball seems to have been given to Lin Fan by Zheng Shaoyuan on his knees.

"What the hell?"

The eyes of the people in the second class widened in disbelief.

The score is sixty-eight to three!!

After throwing the ball, Lin Fan seemed to see Zheng Shaoyuan kneeling on the ground, he pretended to be surprised, and reached out to help the other party up.

"Oh, Zheng Shao is a fan of my ball skills, but not to kneel, get up, get up!"

"Humph!"

Zheng Shaoyuan snorted coldly, opened Lin Fan's hand, and stared at Lin Fan with a dark face.

"What exactly have you done to me?"

He was in doubt.

Obviously, he was a means to Lin Fan, why was the other party fine, but he was in trouble.

"What does Zheng Shao mean by this, you are not a woman, I am not interested in you!"

Lin Fan deliberately lengthened his voice, causing Zhao Chuan and the others to laugh.

Zheng Shaoyuan's face was flushed and he couldn't speak.

He had no proof.

Soon, the game continued.

Second shift serve.

As soon as these people caught the ball, they immediately came towards Zheng Shaoyuan.

"Zheng Shao, catch the ball. ”

The dead fat boy shouted and threw the basketball to Zheng Shaoyuan.

Zheng Shaoyuan's body had already jumped up, bounced, and he was about to grab the basketball.

It was seen that he was about to reach the basketball, but at that moment, another pair of hands also reached out, taller, faster, and more accurate than him.

grabbed the ball in his hand, it was Lin Fan.

"Ah....... ”

Everyone else was shocked.

That's too high, isn't it?

However, the more exciting ones are in the back.

Lin Fan didn't plan to dribble or anything like that.

He grabbed the ball with both hands, and it was already thrown in the air.

Zheng Shaoyuan's face had darkened, and when he fell, his fingers poked at Lin Fan fiercely.

This time he had an eye.

Increased the output of evil energy.

Hit Lin Fan accurately.

He didn't believe that Lin Fan would be fine.

Boom!

Poof!

Then, two voices rang out.

The former is the sound of Lin Fan landing on the ground, sonorous and powerful.

The latter turned out to be the sound of Zheng Shaoyuan kneeling on his knees, kneeling very crisply.

Boom!

At this time, the sound of the basketball entering the basket was heard, and another three-pointer.

"Zheng Shao, I said that you want to kneel down at every turn, I was angry, we are a competition now, don't worship me!"

Lin Fan lowered his head, reached out and patted Zheng Shaoyuan's shoulder, with a serious expression.

Zheng Shaoyuan was so depressed that he almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

He was very sure that it was Lin Fan who was poked by the evil qi, and it was accurate.

But when he entered Lin Fan's body, he was like a mud cow entering the sea, but the other party was nothing.

And he, as if he had a pair of big hands, pressed him to the ground and rubbed him.

This feeling, not to mention how uncomfortable it is.

The stage has been completely blinded.

What the heck?

There are many strange things every year, and there are especially many today.

I used to be a player in the first shift, and I don't know why I was injured one after another, but now it's good, the first squad is fine, and the captain of the second squad has an accident.

What does it mean to get on your knees?

Could it be that he is really a fan of Lin Fan?

But this is a competition, and you can't worship it like that.

"Lin Fan, you are looking for death!"

Zheng Shaoyuan clenched his fists and almost ran away.

The other party made him lose face in front of everyone and made him collapse.

"What, you can't afford to lose?

Lin Fan smiled, not afraid at all.

Zheng Shaoyuan took a deep breath when he heard this, and finally held back for some reason.

No matter what Zheng Shaoyuan thinks in his heart, the ball game will still be played, and whichever side withdraws will lose.

No one can afford to lose.

The first class of people already had no hope of winning, but now they are like being beaten with chicken blood, and bursts of cheers erupt from time to time.

Many people chanted Lin Fan's name.

That's great.

Wu Jun's face seemed to have been pumped, and there was a burst of blue and a burst of red.

He stared at Lin Fan in the field, and the hatred in his heart was monstrous.

Originally, he should have pretended to be forced to do so.

After all, he is the captain of the basketball team, Lin Fan is picking up his advantage at the moment, and now that Zheng Shaoyuan has a problem, if it were him, he could also win.

Time passed little by little, and the score was equalised.

After that, the game completely fell to the first class.

Everyone also discovered that Lin Fan was an invincible existence on the court.

No one could stop him.

Originally, the dead fat boy wanted to secretly attack Lin Fan, but without exception, all of these people knelt down one by one.

And he knelt very steadily.

However, Lin Fan could see that Zheng Shaoyuan seemed to be deliberately suppressing the evil spirit and hiding.

However, Lin Fan didn't care, the other party didn't mess with him, so he didn't bother to care who the other party was.

Zheng Shaoyuan was also helpless.

He secretly wanted to go all out, but he couldn't help it.

He didn't dare to use it openly, otherwise there would be big trouble, and he could only watch the opponent's score catch up little by little.

Sixty-eight to ten.

Sixty-eight to eighteen!

Sixty-eight to thirty-six!

Sixty-eight to sixty-eight!

Everyone outside the arena was already petrified.

The second class has no fighting spirit.

Boom!

Finally, near the end of the game, Lin Fan scored another three points and surpassed his opponent in points.

Sixty-eight to seventy-one!

One class wins.

A group of people was completely boiling.

Lin Fan turned his head, glanced at Zheng Shaoyuan and the others, and said lightly.

"I said, you are all garbage in my eyes!"

The dead fat boy and the others were like mourners, but they couldn't say a word.

"Hmph, Lin Fan, this matter is not over, let's see!"

Zheng Shaoyuan dropped a sentence and was about to leave.

"Wait, whoever said yes will run if he loses, is it because he wants to talk and not talk?"

Zhao Chuan and the others came up and said resentfully.

They haven't forgotten how they were humiliated by each other before.

"Goben. ”

"Fruit Ben, Guo Ben. ”

The whole group also shouted.

The faces of the basketball team in the second class were suddenly difficult to look at.

"Why, if you say it, do you want to lick it, you pretend to be forced by yourself, and you have to finish it when you kneel!"

Zhao Chuan and the others sneered, not polite at all.

"You ....... ”

The second class basketball team couldn't say a word.

This sentence is a shame.

They regret it now.

I would have known that I would not have been so arrogant.

Now it's kind of shooting yourself in the foot.

At that moment, several people all looked at Zheng Shaoyuan one by one.

Wait for the latter to come up with an idea.

Zheng Shaoyuan had a dark face, and only after a moment did he grit his teeth and say.

"Go to the go, go to the go, who said we don't dare, wait. ”

He wanted to leave, but he was afraid that he would not be able to raise his head in the future.

With that, he turned and left.

Zheng Shaoyuan's basketball team and others want to run fruitfully.

The news quickly spread in the school, and many people rushed to the playground to take a look at the grand occasion.

Soon, Zheng Shaoyuan and others came back again.

Clearly prepared.

It's just that when everyone saw their dress, they all burst into laughter.