Chapter 9 (1/2)

”We have a chance to play next week, and we can't lose to girls in this time...” ”I was in the inner line and I was in a dead knock with the tank. You should play, try to get around Lin yuejing and hit the ordinary girl alone.”

”Brother Shuo, you are alone Can you hold the tank... ”” The small defender looks at the covetous Cho Bixia with some worries.

”You can't carry it, you have to carry it!” ”The center of big brother Shuo resolutely smile,” so many people see, I sacrifice it, the key is to win. ”

Another medium-sized boy lifted his glasses: ”we still keep our demeanor, but we can't fight again.”

”Look, what else dare not say --” brother Shuo wiped his nose, his eyes full of stubborn, ”rebounds, give it to me.”

”It is a strong momentum, and it is the red and rigid constitution of our seventh class.”

”This is a steady one.”

At the beginning of the game, the glasses passed the ball to the small guard to organize the attack.

Meanwhile, Shuo and the tank have been on the three second bar.

Both men are crazy to lean on each other, and they want to start and overwhelm their opponents from their momentum.

The gunpowder tastes full at first, and there is no gender at all.

Looking at the sad expression of brother Shuo, the small guard bit his teeth and returned the ball to the small glasses.

Lin Passover Jing immediately went up to watch.

The small glasses mouth angle raised, right made a fake action, turning around and then to the left dribble breakthrough.

It's a slap.

The ball was taken out.

The first dribble was broken?

He stood in the spot in a daze, and he didn't know when Lin Yue would come out of the hand.

The broken ball just rolled to the foot of the ordinary girl.

Ordinary girls pick up the ball, and they can't think of it and throw it to Lin yuejing.

Lin Passover Jing took the ball and then aimed at the ball frame. After a little adjustment, he jumped off and threw his hands out.

Bang.

Hit the basket and bounce high.

Suddenly, tiger roars the mountain forest.

”Mine!!!” See Qiao Bixia body suddenly a bit, press in front of big brother jump.

Brother Shuo also took off.

But visible to the naked eye, qiaobixia's hand height, foot ahead of brother Shuo half arm.

She grabbed the basketball in her right hand, hugged the ball and turned to her left.

What a!!

Grab the ball with both hands.

Dong!!

To the ground.

”And!” She roared and returned the ball to Lin Passover, ”and then cast!”

Lin Yu breathes quietly, adjusts his posture again, raises his hand and prepares to shoot.

But see small glasses, a flying body to come.

No, it won't give you another chance.

But he saw Lin Yue Jing and retreated back.

Fake action?

Lin Yue was only shot in silence, dribbling away from two steps, and then he jumped again.

She had already handed her hands again when the glasses landed.

The action is extended and the arc is wonderful.

Shua.

The ball has entered.

There was a sudden exclamation on the sidelines.

If it's a boy who makes these fake moves and throws, no one will.

But Lin Passover is a quiet one-off, and elegant posture, pleasing to the eyes, let people subconsciously call out.

Even some girls who heard the news screamed.

”Why play basketball is so strong...”

”I thought girls would be ugly I'm wrong... ””

”Hum, I know. Although no boy dare to chase her, you see, there are many girls chasing her...”

On the court, the stubborn group of class 7 was a little muddled.

”That's what it is.” ”I am, throw it at will,” he said

”Well.” Lin Passover quietly in place light jump, seems to be still warm up.

The men's team served again.

This time, the small defender single play ordinary girls, only with speed, no effort to form a breakthrough in the middle.

”Ho!!!” Although qiaobixia is far away, she can not make up for her position, but she still roars and pours forward.