144 basketball games
In this way, they agreed to dinner.
They cherish the rest of their time together, not that they can't meet in the future, but they have to spend their time together now.
The morning game passed like this, and I was very happy.
The afternoon game is still eye-catching, and the game that was already talked about last time is also eye-catching.
It's about to begin.
You can only analyze whether you are present or not, otherwise it will be very exciting.
"Yo! What about the words of your class? Don't dare to come, it's not all like that...... Haha......"
As soon as the mouth is very unpleasant, the people in Class A all have extremely lofty beliefs in Hua Yimin, so they are extremely hostile to Analysis.
"Don't think too highly of yourself, do you still need to analyze the palace to deal with you little minions?"
"You ......"
"What are you, look at your cowardice."
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Muzi, who was bold, smiled brightly, and was not timid and inferior.
The person on the other side had nothing to say.
"The people in Class A don't just rely on their mouths! Why is there so much nonsense? We don't have the surname "long". β
"Haha...... The squad leader was so right. β
The foul tongue of the offshore wind is not easy to provoke, and there is no fluctuation in the eyes of the other party with a smile, as if it is a very normal thing again.
That's right!
They don't have the surname "long"
Naturally, it's not called a "long-tongued woman"!
Well
But inexplicably
I want to laugh!
"Humph! Wait and see! When the time comes, they will cry and beg us. β¦β¦β
Yang Qian, who can only talk ruthlessly, can't talk about them, so he can only be taken away by Yuan Qishan.
"Brother Yuan, don't care about them, come on! Fight well and let them kneel and beg to lose. β
As long as Hua Yimin is not analyzed, the viciousness in his heart will naturally be exposed.
She hated poison in her heart, but she was helpless.
She had seen the skills of analysis, so she naturally didn't dare to offend.
You can only do it in the shadows.
"Squad leader, what should we do? I don't have enough people......"
Yang Yang was still a little worried, after all, except for a few who could fight, he didn't have any reserves at all.
"Later, Shumo and I will be in charge of the main attack, and you will block them. I'm good at pitching, so when you have the ball, try to do it. Understand? β
"Don't be nervous, relax. We're not going to lose! β
After thinking about it for a while, the offshore wind still has the temperament of a team leader, and it can encourage them at a critical time, and it is very good at stabilizing the morale of the army.
"Here, let's add some fuel to them."
"Class H of the third year of high school, great!"
Gu Sheng is the one who can guide the overall situation among the girls.
After the hand-to-hand cheering, the race began quickly.
The Offshore Wind group stood in the middle in blue jerseys, and across from them was Class A in white jerseys.
There are Yuan Qishan, there is Yang Qian, in short, they are some classmates who are bullying for the tiger.
The whistle blew and the bathroom began the game.
The win of the tee-off, the offshore wind grabbed the basketball with his height, and then began to sweat on the court.
Although they know that the odds of winning are not great, they are still working hard for it, not without self-knowledge, but they don't want to admit defeat easily and don't want to be looked down upon.
Offshore Wind's ball skills are very good, if it is just him, a pair of three can not fall behind, but so many people are a little difficult.
Ball games are almost not a test of individual skills, but also the tacit understanding and cooperation between players.
Obviously, the cooperation of Class H did not reach the perfect position.
On the other hand, Class A, they are all veterans who often play ball, and they cooperate quite tacitly.
"Bump."
The sound of the ball hitting the ground,
Then, I heard the deafening applause of Class A, with a taste of sarcasm.
Take a closer look,
The ball that had just passed to Class H was snatched by Yuan Qishan, and he ran quickly.
The target is their basket.
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The embroidered face Hibiscus smiled, the oblique flying duck lined the cheeks, and the eye waves were guessed. On the one hand, the style is deep and rhyme, the half-note is coquettish and hateful, and the moon moves and the shadow of the flower comes again.
ββLi Qingzhao "Huanxi Sand"