No one believes in their eyes.

What just happened?

The kid in flip-flops had obviously been cleaned, but he caught up with Zhou Pengfei in an instant, pulled up more than a meter high, and grabbed the ball thrown by Zhou Pengfei directly.

The scene froze, and there was not even a hint of cheering.

After a long time, I heard a crisp and excited female voice.

"Beautiful!

It was Chen Moyao.

Ma Xiaozhen accompanied her to watch the ball game and volunteered to play. She was in a very complicated mood, on the one hand, seeing that Ma Xiaozhen was wearing flip-flops, and his height was only about 1.75 meters, and he was thin, he didn't have any athletic talent at first glance, not to mention that compared with sports wizards like Zhou Pengfei, even compared with Niu Jian, he couldn't see any advantages......

But on the other hand, she had some anticipation and excitement in her heart. Ma Xiaozhen, this guy, it seems that he has never played cards according to the card theory, every time he encounters trouble, he has an overwhelming solution, which is refreshing, funny, and surprising.

What's more, the first ball that Zhou Pengfei threw at the beginning of the game put on a posture dedicated to Chen Moyao in front of everyone's eyes, as if this ball game was played for Chen Moyao. She has always been indifferent to Zhou Pengfei, very uncomfortable with his self-assertion, and faintly expects Ma Xiaozhen to come forward and compete with Zhou Pengfei.

Ma Xiaozhen really made a move, was he for himself?

Can he overshadow Zhou Pengfei's limelight?

Chen Moyao's heart was pounding, like a deer bumping, she couldn't help blushing a little, and a pair of beautiful eyes were firmly locked on Ma Xiaozhen.

Driven by Chen Moyao's shouts, the sparse cheers gradually spread. One of the loudest is naturally the cattle built under the field.

"Well done! Filmed! Attack, Attack!" Niu Jian shouted, blushing and his neck thick.

Ma Xiaozhen on the court only smiled slightly, and threw the basketball back to Zhou Pengfei.

Nani?

Is this kid brainless?

Zhou Pengfei is not a teammate, he is an opponent!

What are you giving him the ball for!?

It's hard to grab a ball, but you're going to attack quickly, at least score a zero!

Niu Jian was so depressed that his eggs were broken.

Ma Xiaozhen smiled silently, stretched out his index finger, and hooked Zhou Pengfei nonchalantly.

"Boy, come again. ”

This is a blatant provocation.

Zhou Pengfei was furious, he took the ball, turned around cleanly, and passed Ma Xiaozhen.

Shot, layup.

"Peng Fei just happened to be too careless just now, and this time it must be no problem. ”

Thousands of girls thought so silently.

Bang –

Another black afterimage swept by, leaping high.

As if it was a repetition of the scene just now, the ball was grabbed by Ma Xiaozhen again.

Once again, the scene froze.

"Come on, buddy, you almost got past me. ”

Ma Xiaozhen threw the ball back to Zhou Pengfei again and sincerely encouraged.

Just kidding, compared with the pair of Lingbo catwalk flip-flops under his feet, Zhou Pengfei's shooting action is like slow motion, as long as he jumps lightly, he can catch it as much as he wants.

Zhou Pengfei was a little stunned, he took the ball from Ma Xiaozhen's hand, and the basketball that was so familiar that it couldn't be more familiar seemed so strange at this moment.

How is this possible?

I have obviously cleaned him up.

How could that thing jump so high? How could it jump so fast?

I was wearing a pair of flip-flops......

That's impossible!

Zhou Pengfei, who was stunned, roared, sank his shoulders, squeezed Ma Xiaozhen away with his shoulders, jumped high, and raised his hand to slap the buckle.

This time, Lao Tzu didn't shoot the basketball.

Slam dunk!

See how you catch my balls!?

Zhou Pengfei roared and jumped, this time he clearly felt that he had squeezed Ma Xiaozhen away, he could even feel that his left elbow protecting the ball was still driving Ma Xiaozhen's ribs, and his right hand was like an open bow, and next, it would be that earth-shattering dunk.

However......

The earth-shattering dunk didn't appear.

It's still a cap that splits the head and covers the face.

Ma Xiaozhen jumped slightly, as if shifting his shape, and once again stopped in front of Zhou Pengfei, and the latter came first, and fanned out the earth-shattering dunk face to face.

The ball that was fanned out smashed directly into Zhou Pengfei's face, leaving a deep basketball mark and two cross-flowing nosebleeds on Zhou Pengfei's face, which rebounded back into Ma Xiaozhen's hands.

Slap in the face in public!

Zhou Pengfei was completely stunned.

The scene froze again, and the audience was stunned, and there was still no applause.

Even Chen Moyao and Niu Jian were dumbfounded and forgot to cheer.

"Oops......" Ma Xiaozhen touched the basketball in his hand: "It seems that there is always no way to win applause for defense, it seems that I better attack one." ”

Ma Xiaozhen dribbled the ball slowly and methodically, walked to the front court, and greeted Zhou Pengfei by the way: "Come and defend me, come and defend me, the goal that no one defends is not good!"

How dare you insult me!

Zhou Pengfei was furious, ran desperately, rushed back into his forbidden area, and blocked Ma Xiaozhen's way.

"Come on, boy, watch me kill you!"

Zhou Pengfei's eyes were red, and he opened his hands frantically and roared.

"Okay, then I'm coming. ”

Ma Xiaozhen dribbled forward, came to the three-point line, and suddenly jumped up.

Looking at Ma Xiaozhen's figure flying towards the basket, everyone was dumbfounded.

What does he want to do?

Does he want to dunk?

Jumping off the three-point line for a dunk?

Crazy! This kid is really crazy!

Everybody thinks so in their hearts.

Except for Zhou Pengfei on the field.

He felt that Ma Xiaozhen was almost like flying.

Jumping from the three-point line, ah no, it's take-off.

Fly towards the basket.

With years of experience and reflexes, he jumped hard to intercept the dunk in the air.

However, he could only watch as Ma Xiaozhen's dunk figure passed over his body.

Three-point jump, aerial straddles, and finally a tomahawk slam dunk......

This time, the arena was finally set on fire, and a tsunami-like cheer erupted.

"Shocked! The man was ...... in broad daylight Jump off the three-point line and dunk!"

"He also flew in the air, Zhou Pengfei! Is he still human?"

"Did you see his shoes? They were flip-flops! He was wearing only one pair of flip-flops!"

The players of the sports department were stunned, and the players of the Chinese department slapped their hands red.

Off the field, Niu Jian excitedly punched his injured leg, grinning but didn't care about crying out in pain.

Referee Zhang Nansheng forgot to blow the whistle, and his eyeballs almost jumped out of his sockets.

Even Chen Moyao forgot to cheer......

Everyone was stunned by this snap that the sky was shattering.

Ma Xiaozhen, who successfully dunked, hung on the basket with one arm, and under the shaking, the flip-flop on his left foot fell.

Ma Xiaozhen jumped off the basket, picked up the flip-flops that fell and put them on, walked to the lost Zhou Pengfei, and said with a sincere face.

"It's a shame that if you jump a little higher, you can touch my knee. ”

"You, you—who the hell are you?"

Zhou Pengfei was shocked and angry, and almost didn't spurt out a mouthful of old blood.

There has never been a single person in the world who has been able to jump from the three-point line for a dunk, let alone cross a person.

Who the hell is this guy sacred?

"Me?" Ma Xiaozhen rolled his eyes: "Didn't I tell you...... I'm really a phone filmmaker. ”

"Poof—"

Zhou Pengfei's heart was agitated, he spit out a mouthful of old blood, sat down on the ground, and couldn't stand up again.

Ma Xiaozhen nodded with satisfaction, accurately found the direction of Chen Moyao in the crowd, bowed elegantly, and then spread his palm towards Chen Moyao in the distance.

It's like an elegant knight who dedicates his proudest honor to his most beloved lady.

"This ball is dedicated to you, my goddess!"

At the same time, the background music of the screaming chickens sounded at the right time.

"How invincible it is—how lonely-

How invincible it is—how empty-

Alone at the peak, the cold wind keeps blowing!

My loneliness, who can understand me!"