Chapter 11: Role Models

"Haha-"

After being quiet for five or six seconds, Zhao Wenhao laughed loudly and mocked, "Just you?" Give me a shaved head? ā€

"It's ridiculous not to pee and look in the mirror!"

"If you think it's ridiculous, then you can laugh a little longer."

Ye Fan gave the most bland reaction, and did not take Zhao Wenhao's sarcasm to heart at all.

In his last life, as the owner of a company worth more than 100 million yuan, he was used to seeing many scenes.

The dispute in front of him is completely a petty fight.

Will an elephant react to an ant's abuse?

Forehead...... He's a baby elephant now!

"Poof!"

Luo Yumeng came to Ning Xi's side, his eyes shining. "Xiaoxi, don't you think Ye Fan is very handsome?"

"Quite an interesting one."

Ning Xi smiled softly and gave her own evaluation.

"You ......"

Zhao Wenhao's face turned red, and he punched the cotton with all his strength, this feeling made him so depressed that he almost vomited blood.

"Me?"

Ye Fan turned around and stood beside Ning Xi, and smiled lightly: "I am in a team with Xiaoxi, and we will beat the three of you." ā€

As he spoke, he touched his hair, "Be careful that I shave your head." ā€

"That..."

Hearing this, Ning Xi was so anxious that his little hands shook in the air, "Ye Fan, I, I can't play basketball, you ......"

"It's okay, you just stand by and watch."

Ye Fan didn't give Ning Xi a chance to refuse, his body leaned down slightly, close to Ning Xi's earlobe, smelling the fragrance of the girl's body, and his mood was unprecedentedly calm.

It's a good feeling......

If you can, it's better for a lifetime!

Ning Xi was frightened by Ye Fan's sudden movements, and took two steps back, her little face was hot, and she was a little stammering because of excessive nervousness, "Really... All right? I—I feel like I'm going to hold you back. ā€

"No, it won't."

Ye Fan shook his head and affirmed again: "I said no, I just won't." ā€

Outside the basketball court, many boys noticed everything that happened here, although they didn't know what was happening, but Ye Fan's whispering in Ning Xi's ear just now made everyone see it.

"Damn, this Ye Fan is fierce enough?"

"On the first day, you dare to tease Ning Xiaohua?"

"A role model for our generation!"

"This kid is finished! Look at Zhao Wenhao's eyes, tsk, it's scary! ā€

"Handsome, tall, good at studying, and strong in flirting with girls; Why did you put me in the same class as such a pervert? ā€

A few meters away, Zhao Wenhao's fists were clenched tightly, his eyes were spewing fire, and he had the heart to kill. These words rang in his ears, and they were so harsh......

The boys in the second class of science knew that he liked Ning Xi, but this newcomer was so intimate with Ning Xi in front of the whole class, isn't this just slapping him in the face in public!

If he doesn't take revenge, how can he mix up in the second class?

"Good!"

Zhao Wenhao gritted his teeth, "Just do as you say, I will be in a group with Luo Yumeng Su Ke; Regardless of the score, whichever side leads by five goals wins! ā€

"No problem."

Ye Fan nodded, for the rules of the game, he didn't care.

Because he can't lose!

In his last life, basketball was a sport that had accompanied him for more than ten years, and if he lost to Zhao Wenhao, a hairy boy who had not dried up, then he could buy a piece of tofu and commit suicide.

"Wait."

Zhao Wenhao's eyes were vicious and vicious, and he said coldly, "Since it is a game, the losing side will naturally have to be punished." ā€

"Oh?"

Ye Fan raised his eyebrows, "Say, how to punish?" ā€

"Easy!" Zhao Wenhao's eyes were happy, and he said loudly, "If you lose, run three laps around the playground, shouting as you run: I'm a waste!" ā€

"Ye Fan, don't bet with him!"

"Zhao Wenhao, you're going too far!"

Ning Xi and Luo Yumeng spoke one after another, in their opinion, this bet was insulting at all.

Even Su Ke couldn't help but persuade: "Zhao Wenhao, everyone is a classmate, you don't see you when you look up and look down on weekdays, are you crazy?" ā€

Regarding the words of the third daughter, Zhao Wenhao didn't hear it, and stared at Ye Fan, "Do you dare to bet?" ā€

Ye Fan made a reassuring gesture to Ning Xi, and glanced at Zhao Wenhao with interest, his expression seemed to be smiling, "Then what if you lost?" ā€

"Me?"

Zhao Wenhao laughed arrogantly, "How could I lose? Do you really think you can beat me? ā€

"Well, I can beat you."

Ye Fan said calmly, "So, you have to do the same thing if you lose." ā€

At this time, many boys in the second class had already gathered around the basketball court, and after hearing the gambling agreement, they looked at Ye Fan with a trace of pity in their eyes.

"What does this Ye Fan think?"

"How can I say it, Zhao Wenhao is also the captain of the school's basketball team, and the level is there, isn't this looking for death!"

"It's over, this newcomer is going to be ashamed, embarrassed!"

…

Zhao Wenhao has completely lost his patience, he just wants to educate this guy in front of him in front of everyone, "Don't talk nonsense, come on!" ā€

After speaking, he picked up the ground and threw it to Ye Fan, "Don't say that I bullied you, let you get the ball first." ā€

The basketball in the air struck Ye Fan's face, extremely fast, it was obvious that Zhao Wenhao wanted him to make a fool of himself in public, and in the next second, a scene that disappointed him happened. Ye Fan stretched out his right hand unhurriedly, took the basketball steadily, and wrote lightly, "Don't use this as an excuse if you lose." ā€

Turning around, he looked at Ning Xi, who was still in a daze, and his voice was gentle, "Xiaoxi, you are watching from the side." ā€

Ning Xi's mouth opened slightly, wanting to say something, but he didn't know what to say.

Especially when I heard the name 'Xiaoxi', my cheeks flushed slightly.

This Ye Fan ......

She obviously reminded her, why is she still called that?

Just when Ning Xi was thinking nonsense, Su Ke took her hand and walked to the halfway line, and said helplessly: "Xiaoxi, it's better for us to honestly watch this game." ā€

To be honest, Su Ke now regrets helping Zhao Wenhao a little bit just now.

Otherwise, there would not be the current situation, which... What's it called?

Luo Yumeng hesitated for a moment, and also walked in the direction of the two.

At this point, only Ye Fan and Zhao Wenhao were left in the field, and before they knew it, it had become a solo competition.

Ye Fan slapped the basketball casually with his right hand, "Are you ready?" ā€

"Let's get started!" Zhao Wenhao shouted, and instantly rushed towards Ye Fan, the target was the basketball in Ye Fan's hand.

The purpose is very simple, let's get off the horse first, and let Ye Fan know how powerful he is.

Facing the menacing Zhao Wenhao, Ye Fan shook his head slightly, his lips moving slightly. "Innocent!"

He stood still and didn't move, and when Zhao Wenhao was less than three meters away from him, he jumped on the spot.

It turned out to be a direct shot?

This behavior caused a burst of exclamations.

"it!"

"Definitely can't get in!" "How dare you?!"

"Playing ...... in front of Guan Gong"

"Brother, where are your knives?"

…

"Uhhh

Hollow into the net.

Just when everyone was talking, the ball went in!

All of a sudden, everyone felt like a fishbone stuck in their throats, and they couldn't speak anymore.

The discussion stopped abruptly, and everyone's mouths were open enough to fit an egg.

This can also go ???

Ye Fan's position just now was at least more than two meters away from the three-point line, such a long distance, it stands to reason that this ball is impossible.

Can......

The ball is in!

Three girls near the halfway line, moving in unison. Cover your mouth –

"Enter. Entered? ā€

"That's amazing!"

……

The corners of Ye Fan's mouth curved a little, and he said to himself, "Yo? It looks pretty good. ā€

No complacency, no surprise.

From beginning to end, it was as plain as water. Zhao Wenhao's hand was frozen in mid-air, and it was only half a meter away from Ye Fan, but this half-meter distance was like a moat and could not be crossed.

He looked at the basket and looked at the basketball that was still bouncing on the ground, his face slightly blue.

Can you go so far? Luck is too!

"It doesn't matter if you get a goal, I don't believe your luck can be so good all the time!"

Zhao Wenhao attributed this goal to luck, snorted unhappily, walked to the basket and picked up the ball, "Next, it's time for me to attack!" ā€

"Come on."

Ye Fan stood at the free throw line and looked at Zhao Wenhao a few meters away lazily, without any appearance to defend at all.

"Wow, that's handsome!"

"It's so stylish."

"No, I can't stand it a little, Brother Ye Fan, my sister loves you!"

Outside the field, several girls from the second class shouted excitedly, with little stars in their eyes.

Zhao Wenhao scolded secretly. "Bastard!"

Damn, this guy got it again!

He took a deep breath, the action of dribbling the ball was smooth, his speed increased instantly, and in the blink of an eye, he broke through Ye Fan's defense and went straight to the basket.

Well...... Well, Ye Fan had no defense at all, because he stood in place and didn't move at all, allowing Zhao Wenhao to run past him.

"Trash!"

Zhao Wenhao's face was full of disdain, looking at the basket close at hand, a thought suddenly popped up in his mind, and this thought became out of control as soon as it appeared.

That's it!

At a distance of two meters from the basket, Zhao Wenhao jumped high, relying on the inertia of speed, and flew towards the basket.

This is to ...... Slam dunk?