Chapter 69 (1/2)
Although Li Zheng was in a daze, one of his voices could be heard clearly.
”Master.” Zhang Xiaoke was full of tears. ”Hold on, master.”
”Stay and go...” Li Zheng weakly waved his hand and said, ”nosebleed.”
”Don't move.” Tang Zhifei couldn't take care of the court at this time. He righted Li Zheng's face with both hands and looked at it carefully. ”The bridge of the nose should not be broken. First, follow me to find the doctor's office teacher and decide whether to go to the hospital or not according to the situation.”
”Nothing Mr. Tang... ” Li Zheng raised his hand and touched his nose. Then he squeezed his eyes and tried his best to focus on the field game. ”The blood has stopped and can play.”
”All right, forget about the game.” Tang Zhifei pulled him away.
”It's OK. I have to play full.” Li Zheng took a silent look at the state.
[total rate: 625.2 ↑]
[remaining time: 04:25]
more than 600?
He found out that there were few people watching the game at this time.
All the girls looked at Li Zheng with heartache.
Li Zheng suddenly realized.
Is it not the fierce battle wound, and the tease younger sister bonus?
It's better to shed more blood, let's see clearly -
what the hell, it's called a fierce man.
Tang Zhifei couldn't resist him, so he had to ask the vice-president to call the clinic teacher and get a cotton plug first.
Li Zheng also grasped the time, drank a lot of water and watched the situation nervously. It was one point that he could recover.
On the court.
Bang!
Liu Yonghui failed in CIC.
Liu novice with Li Zheng's blood, just grabbed the rebound.
Now he has lost his mind, regardless of three seven 21, inside strong shot.
Bang!
It's blocked by the big center on the other side.
With the sound of regret, class two launched the fast attack again.
Even though Qiao Bixia and Xu Mengxi roared defense, the people in class four were still slow.
Jiang Qinghua didn't slow down, but was stuck by the mud monster, running as thick as mud.
Li Zheng this end, rhythm again give up.
When the new power forward of class two wants to lay up.
”Doodle!” Mr. Wang blew his whistle and swore at Jiang Qinghua, ”do you want to be judged directly?”
We found that Jiang Qinghua was in a hurry and simply pushed the mud monster.
Forced foul.
”It's a tactical foul, Miss Wang.” Jiang Qinghua wiped his mouth and said, ”professional competitions are played like this.”
Mr. Wang's teeth itched with anger.
This guy should have been sent off on the spot.
But thinking of his brother's advice.
I dare not.
”For the last time.” Mr. Wang blew his whistle again, ”free throw in class two!”
Jiang Qinghua was relieved and looked at Li Zheng at the edge of the court.
Li Zheng nodded steadily.
Good old Jiang.
Tactical foul is a skill that professional leagues can also use. It is intended to delay time, rather than let the other side free throw, but also to fight for sports games.
This is a dirty trick if the rules allow it.
Jiang Qinghua's recruitment is very timely. He drags for a minute or two to stop Li Zheng's blood. He is a fierce man again.
Li Zheng also tried a little jump on the sideline.
I can't jump at all.
This, mother's body.
You shouldn't skip PE class.
Watch the countdown approach.
He was anxious, but he was powerless.
I wish time would stop.
Suddenly.
”Ah Qiu
Hear that.
Li Zheng feels.
Time really stopped.
He turned around.
Lin kuojing is wiping his nose and trotting over.
I don't know why, all the students around me let me.
Even Tang Zhifei gave in.
Lin Qijing ran all the way to Li Zheng.
Keep your head down.
Grab Li Zheng's hand.
Mimi put a pair of cotton plugs in her hand.
Don't talk, turn around and run.
You can take two steps and stop.
Looking back at Li Zheng.
The fierce light softened.
His face burned red.
He clenched his fist and worked hard for a long time. Finally, he squeezed out a few words.
”Plus Come on... ”
Boom!
I don't know why.
Li Zheng felt himself blown up.
Lin Yue Jing is a self abased appearance, which is about to slip away.
However, Zhang Xiaoke collected the collar.