Urban Young Fairy

Lin also sat on the stone bench, and just saw a few people coming in to grab the field, quite nostalgic.

When Lin used to play table tennis, he was robbed of the game. For basketball games, he was able to grab the game. It was the first time he saw it.

Especially the martial arts army, it seems that it is better than Chuhan.

Upon hearing the voice of the poem blue coming, Lin also gave her a look: "What reaction do I have?"

"Hey, they are not your classmates? Your classmates will be robbed of the scene. Shouldn't you express your indignation?" Shi Lan patted the basketball and looked at the teenager next to him.

There was sunlight shining through the leaves above the stone bench, and a mottled tree shadow fell on the boy with a touch of aperture.

"I am angry, you will not steal the scene?" Lin also asked.

Shi Lan turned his head and looked at the field: "That's not the case. It's still robbed. If you can't get it, it's too faceless."

After talking, Shi Lan is too lazy to go to the strange young boy sitting next to him.

How to look, I feel this guy, a bit inexplicable, but the feeling of speaking is very clean and pure.

Over there, on the field.

Jiang Sizhen was responsible for serving the ball and passed it to Juxingan. Juxing’s figure didn’t look very good, but the ball skill was very good. He directly went into the basket with the ball and went in, looking for the opportunity, simply shaking the ball and jumping. Shoot the ball and go straight to the basket.

The score instantly is one to zero.

"Goal!"

Ginger laughed and laughed.

His skills are terrible, and he was afraid of shame, but if he was responsible for sending a ball, he would have nothing to do with him.

Over there, Chu Han in the field saw this situation, and some worried: "Don't panic, pay attention to defense, come slowly!"

Chu Han shouted.

On the court is still Juxingan with the ball, a few flexible dodge, followed by a jump shot, is another point.

Two to zero.

"You, a little dish."

Ju Xing'an pushed the black-rimmed glasses and faintly opened.

"Mom, this is just the beginning! You are crazy!" Hearing Juxingan, a boy on the field was not good.

The next ball, when Jiang Siwei was on the serve, the ball was broken.

The three boys followed the chicken blood, several passes, bypassed Ju Hing'an, and prepared for a jump shot.

"This ball definitely won't enter, wasting opportunities." Shi Lan looked at the field and muttered.

Sure enough, watching the basketball out of the hands of the boys, drawing a curve in the air, I saw a huge figure suddenly jumped up, the Wu war army a big hand, directly blocked.

The basketball in midair was intercepted, and the whole basketball suddenly fell on the head of the shooting boy and turned him over to the ground.

boom!

The boy squinted and lay on the ground.

"What do you want!"

Chu Han stepped forward and helped the boy from the ground.

At the same time, the Wu Zhanjun threw the ball to Ju Xing'an on the other side. Ju Xing'an took a shot and was a goal.

Three to zero.

"What am I doing? What am I doing, the cap is blocked, haven't you seen it?" Wu Zhanjun disdainfully grinned: "A big fuss, he was overturned, not his business? Do you play basketball once?"

"you!"

Chu Han heard the words, his face was red and his face was full of fire.

"Nothing! Go on!"

The boy grabbed Chu Han and stood up from the ground and bit his teeth.

"Hey, I still want to fight? If you can't play basketball, do you think that you have been fighting for a fight? Don't be too naive." Wu Zhanjun sneered.

"You guys are rubbish." Jiang Sizhen did not forget to fill the knife and said: "Just give you face, please drink water online, you are not happy, is it cool now?"

Next, it is two goals, five to zero.

The first group of three people was defeated.

"It's so weak, there is no meaning at all, hehe." Shi Lan sat on the stone bench on the other side, patted the ball, and squinted and sat there, without saying a word, his face was always dull: "Hey. You don't feel a little angry? It's very boring."

"Your classmates have been defeated."

Poetry blue speaks, but the tone is not much malicious, just feel curious.

Because this young boy next to me feels too calm, there is no emotional fluctuation at all, which is not in line with common sense.

"They are not my classmates, but there is a friend in me."

Lin also faintly opened.

Shi Lan did not answer, turned to look over there.

Over there, Chuhan three people are preparing to rotate.

The previous set was five to zero, and the record was terrible.

The three men in Chuhan were full of vigilance.

"Pay attention to defense, do a good job, be careful!"

Chu Han warned a few people, then kicked off.

On the other side of the court, Chu Han took the ball and finally scored a goal, but once the basketball was robbed by the Wu war army and then passed to Juxingan, it was often the end of the loss.

Compared with the recent situation, it is obviously a lot more fierce.

In particular, Chu Han, even covered a hat in Juxing, made Ju Xing'an quite surprised, but that's all.

"They are too weak, not right. It should be that Xing'an and the war army are too strong." Shi Lan muttered and sighed: "But this is normal, and those who lose are not jealous."

Shi Lan stood up and patted the basketball.

The entire game has reached the final point.

Three to four.

Chuhan is three points behind, one point behind.

Ju Xing'an got the ball in his hand and was preparing to shoot from the jumper.

A few people in Chuhan wanted to block in the past, but they were directly stopped by the tall body of the Wu war army.

Chu Han’s face was white, and the ball went in and he lost 100%.

Ginger’s mouth twitched and he was full of comfort.

Lin also sat there, looking at the front, and the basketball in Juxing’s hands came out and fell into the basket.

Three to five.

competition is over.

"You can't do it either. Now the field is ours, you are getting out!" Wu Zhanjun shouted in a screaming voice ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Chuhan, a few people, pale, quite unwilling.

But the facts are in front of them, they did lose, and it is still very miserable.

A few people are downcast.

"It's over." Shi Lan stood up and stretched out, and the soft posture attracted a gaze.

She is preparing to pat her ball and walk towards it.

Chu Han looked at Lin Yi here, and waved his hand, some stunned: "Go! We go to the gym!"

The few people turned and were ready to leave.

Lin also slowly got up and looked at the poem: "Let me borrow it."

"Ah?" Shi Lan heard the words, a slight glimpse, when he was about to ask what, suddenly found that the basketball just in his hand suddenly disappeared.

When she returned to God, she found that basketball had fallen into the hands of the boy.

This position, the stone bench outside the basketball boundary line.

Above the front, there are branches of greenery, from the basket, the straight line is more than 20 meters.

Ju Xing'an and others, looking at this side, saw the boy who took basketball from the hands of Shi Lan.

The teenager patted the ball and watched the action of the ball, which was slightly oyster, and it was a novice at first glance.

Wu Zhanjun's brows were slightly wrinkled, and he was about to stop drinking. He saw the teenager raise his head and his eyes were dull. The right hand immediately threw the basketball toward the basket and threw it directly.

(End of this chapter)