Chapter 8: Boiling!
"Grass, it's shameless!" Seeing this formation, Luo Dong couldn't help but scold.
Lu Xiaoya and several girls in Class 17 were also immediately worried, now that these two geniuses have joined forces, it is self-evident what pressure will be caused to Ye Qing.
"I'm afraid the great god won't be able to do it. ”
"Definitely not, Meng Jiang and Yang Chao joint defense, even if a professional player comes over, he can't stand it. ”
But he is also proud enough, in the history of No. 1 Middle School, no one has ever allowed Meng Jiang and Yang Chao to join forces. ”
The students outside the stadium talked a lot, and they all felt that under the joint defense of the two, Ye Qing would not have the possibility of scoring another goal.
Zhang Jiameng glanced at Wu Qian proudly and said with a smile: "Wu Qian, you are ready to create an opportunity for me." ”
Wu Qian frowned and said, "The game is not over yet, maybe a miracle will happen." ”
"Cut. Zhang Jiameng snorted disdainfully.
In the field, Meng Jiang's eyes were extremely gloomy. He stared at Ye Qing stubbornly, next, even if he didn't touch the ball, he must not let Ye Qing have a chance to touch the ball!
I saw that the students in the first class threw three more balls and scored six points.
The first group of people became even more angry, and Meng Jiang even threw off Ye Qing and started a cooperation battle with Yang Chao.
One of them is skillful and the other is physically strong, and they are indeed very strong together.
broke through the defensive camp of the seventeenth class one after another.
Under the rebound, Yang Chao passed the ball to Meng Jiang, which Meng Jiang requested, he wanted to wash away his shame, and he must not be labeled as a block.
Only Ye Qing is left under the rebound!
Ye Qing smiled faintly and glanced at Luo Dong, who had a swollen face on the stage.
When Meng Jiang jumped up to throw the ball, a cold light flashed in Ye Qing's eyes, and he jumped high again.
Outside the field, the students saw a vigorous figure jumping up like a cheetah, nearly two meters above the ground!
His big hand went down towards Meng Jiang's head.
"Bang!"
first blocked the ball and flew the ball in Meng Jiang's hand.
"Smack!"
Then there was another slap in the face, slapped on Meng Jiang's face.
Meng Jiang fell to the ground, losing several teeth.
There was an instant silence in the room.
Luo Dongteng stood up suddenly, his face flushed with excitement.
The girls of class seventeen also waved their little pink fists in relief.
Wang Xinyue, Wu Qian, and Zhang Jiameng were dumbfounded, and their beautiful eyes were full of shock, especially Wang Xinyue, as if they were meeting Ye Qing for the first time.
Anyone can see that Ye Qing's slap was deliberate, just to avenge Meng Jiang's previous slap.
However, where did Ye Qing get the confidence! He didn't just slap Meng Jiang in the face, he slapped the face of the overlord class of the entire city's No. 1 Middle School!
Isn't he afraid of the retaliation of Meng Jiang and others?
Meng Jiangteng got up from the ground in a flash, his eyes were bloodshot, and his anger overwhelmed his reason, he had never been humiliated like this.
"Ah~ Lao Tzu will kill you!" Meng Jiang roared, then clenched his fists and rushed towards Ye Qing.
"Smack......
As soon as he rushed in front of Ye Qing, there was a big fan-like hand in front of him, and then the whole person flew out sideways and fell to the ground with a pop.
The students outside the field swallowed their saliva in unison, slapped the 280-pound giant, what strength is this Nima!
The students of the first class gathered around Meng Jiang and helped Meng Jiang up, but they saw that one of Meng Jiang's faces was instantly swollen, and the corners of his lips were full of blood.
Meng Jiang stared at Ye Qing, Ye Qing's slap made his mind buzz, and he was a little unconscious.
"Help Meng River to go down. Yang Chao said coldly, looking at Ye Qing's eyes with a cold light, Ye Qing's behavior had completely angered him!
Meng Jiang glared at Ye Qing unwillingly, and was helped down.
"You'll regret it. Yang Chao spoke calmly, his demeanor was as lofty as an emperor.
"Playing a ball, why is there so much nonsense. Ye Qing raised his eyebrows and said.
A fierce look flashed on Yang Chao's face, and he took the ball in his hand.
There were five minutes left in the game, and the first class of super seventeen scored 29 points, but Meng Jiang was out of the game, and Yang Chao looked very solemn.
The rest of the time will be a private duel between him and Ye Qing!
It was the turn of the first class to serve, and the ball soon reached Yang Chao's hands.
Yang Chao dribbled the ball, looking at Ye Qingfeng's indifferent appearance, a rare nervousness rose in his heart!
Suddenly, Yang Chao moved!
A white figure shuttled on the court like a cunning rabbit, and a big man in class 17 barely saw Yang Chao's movements, and the whole person was thrown away by Yang Chao.
Yang Chao's fan sister outside the court began to scream frantically and cheer for Yang Chao.
Wang Xinyue and Zhang Jiameng were also excited, and their pretty faces were red.
I have to say that Yang Chao, who is serious, does have a strange charm.
Yang Chao made a beautiful turn, the basketball flew with the rotation of his body, he jumped high, and his slender hand grabbed the ball and slammed towards the blue ring, just like his usual heroic posture of smashing the ball.
Suddenly!
A big slap fell, "bang", and the ball flew out.
In mid-air, the smile on the corner of Yang Chao's mouth stopped abruptly, and the short-term loss of concentration made him forget to control his body, allowing his body to fall, and the unstable center of gravity made him fall directly to the ground.
Caps!
It's a cap again!
The students outside the court were dumbfounded, they looked at Yang Chao who was sitting on the ground in a daze, and couldn't believe that the basketball prince who had dominated the court of No. 1 Middle School in the city for three years would be blocked.
And the person who blocked the hat was a person they hadn't even heard of before that.
Everyone knows that after today, there will be a new superstar in City No. 1 High School!
Yang Chao's fans looked sad, they couldn't accept the fact that Yang Chao was capped by an unknown person.
Zhang Jiameng and Wang Xinyue are the same, the previous Yang Chao was synonymous with invincibility in their hearts, but now, their beliefs have been shaken for the first time.
The atmosphere outside the stadium was a little dreary for a while.
It wasn't until Ye Qing took the ball in his hand and slapped it twice on the floor that no one reacted, and the game had to continue!
Yang Chao took a deep breath and stood up from the ground, a touch of embarrassment appeared on his handsome face for the first time.
"The game continues. The referee shouted.
Seventeen class of ball possession.
This time it was Ye Qing's turn to dribble.
Yang Chao's palms were sweaty, and his expression was extremely nervous.
Seeing that there was no one in the class as if they were facing a big enemy, a sneer crossed the corner of Ye Qing's mouth, and he dribbled the ball leisurely towards the rebounds of the seventeenth class.
Every time the ball hit the ground, the hearts of a group of five people trembled.
There is no doubt that Ye Qing has left a psychological shadow on them today.
Yang Chao stared at Ye Qing's movements, and when he saw that Ye Qing was about to jump, he also jumped high, and his big hand went towards the racket in Ye Qing's hand, wanting to cover Ye Qing to wash away the shame just now.
But apparently, he was thinking too much!
Yang Chao, who jumped up, couldn't even reach Ye Qing's hand!
"Bang. ”
Ye Qing's big hand slammed down on the basket ring, and the ball went in!
Slam dunk!
The most violent dunk!
Ye Qing fell lightly to the ground.
Yang Chao's belief began to crumble!
After a few seconds, the audience began to boil.
The remaining few minutes directly became Ye Qing's personal show.
Ye Qing was like a superstar, wreaking havoc on the court, and the object of abuse was the former overlord of City No. 1 Middle School, known as the champion class.
Finally, with a whistle, the game ended.
Yang Chao took a deep look at Ye Qing, clenched his fists and left the scene.
Meng Jiang, who was in pain, looked at all this, and the anger in his eyes was about to gush out. He never imagined that they would lose!
Lose to a little-known person!
There was thunderous applause outside the venue, and the students of City No. 1 Middle School will never forget today, because, on this day, they witnessed a miracle!
The score was 98-78.
Class 17: 98 points.
And the 98 points are only won by a boy in jeans!