Evil Prince: Pampering Sweetheart Pretty Girl

Chapter 93 A game

So a fierce game started like this. No one wanted to lose, they desperately grabbed the ball and scored layups.The time has passed by every minute and every second unconsciously, and it is almost coming to an end.Now the score is 93:91.The score was so tight that it was impossible to see who would win or lose.The competition is not over yet, any result is possible, isn't it?Guess who scored 93 points?Xie Yu, hehe, I am sorry to tell you that I made a mistake this time.The reporter who boasted was 93, and it seems that he really worked in the sports world. "Xieyu, come on." Seeing that there were less than 10 seconds left, I immediately shouted loudly.Why!If you lose, tomorrow's headline will definitely be that photo.So don't lose!God help me, I promise I will go to church every day in the future.
Seeing that there were less than five seconds left, but the reporter really defended desperately, there was no chance of attacking at all, and he was about to lose.As a result, at this critical moment, Xie Yu suddenly jumped back and shot.No way, this is too reluctant. If you make a shot, you will win a 3-pointer, but the chance of scoring is not great.Moreover, few people in the NBA can even shoot this action, only seen it in comics.But unexpectedly, the result "boom" into the basket. "HA! I won." I ran up to him and jumped up in joy.Of course, the loser fell to the side in despondency and was "sad".
It took about a minute for us to find him, oops!When people are happy, they will of course forget the "unimportant" people.So I went up and patted him on the shoulder, "You have tried your best, you played well." But he looked at you, and then lowered his head again. "Then, return it to you." I showed the camera in front of his eyes, and shook it "hardly". "you……"
"Xiaoyang?" The two called out in unison.It's just that they say it differently.
"The reason I'm doing this is just to let you know that you can actually write about something other than celebrity gossip. Take it and be careful next time. Journalists don't always talk about their Second Life Is it a camera?" I smiled and stuffed the camera into his hand. "Why?" Obviously he hasn't recovered yet, "It's nothing, I'll give you the initiative, and it's up to you to publish it or not." I said earnestly like an old lady. "I think if you want to return to work in the sports industry, writing about tonight's game may be more exciting than the gossip in it." I said a little proudly and mysteriously. "Really? But I didn't take any important photos..." "I took a photo. Now you can go back and think about how to publish it." I stood up and was about to leave.
"Wait, how did you know that I want to return to work in the sports industry." At this moment, the reporter asked in surprise, as if his family didn't know about the competition.Because the editor-in-chief of the newspaper said that as long as I write a very explosive "article" and the sales volume is high, I will return to the sports industry to do my favorite job.That's why I became a "paparazzi" under unsatisfactory circumstances. "The photo on the camera." After I finished speaking with a smile, I dragged Xie Yu, who was as dark as Bao Gong, away, "Oh!" Only that person was left there in a daze.
(End of this chapter)