Ji Shaoqiang's favor: National school grass please keep a low profile

Chapter 62 071 Grandpa, I Will Teach You How to Be a Human Being
The current score of red and blue is 42:38.

After the blue team grabbed the ball, they rushed extremely fast. I saw the man jumping up suddenly and raising the ball with both hands. It was a direct shooting action. The pupils of the nearest red team player shrank suddenly. The next moment, the muscles in his feet Tighten up and jump up.

The players of the blue team just stepped on the dividing line on both sides. This kind of jumping and shooting directly with running, even professional players can't guarantee the shot. After all, the body is shaking too fast, and the eyes can't aim at the basket at all.

So, this is basically a fake move.

At the top of the jump, the Blue team player flips his wrist and throws the basketball to the player on his right.

After falling, avoid the opponent's defense and run to the opponent's ball frame again.

however.

With a loud bang, the player of the blue team fell down suddenly, and Yuan Ye clearly heard the sound of a fracture at that moment.

Just now…

The corners of Yuan Yeyi's lips could not help but evoke a cold arc, and the coldness in his eyes couldn't be concealed.

Unexpectedly, this kind of person can also be seen in this place.

The red team player not only directly grabbed the blue team's arm with his hand, but even stretched out his leg and tripped him directly.

Knowing that the rules are still violated is like knowing the law and breaking the law.

When the game stopped, Yuan Yeyi could still see a man in the uniform of the blue team rushing forward impulsively, but was held back by his teammates.The other teammates helped those who had fallen to the ground to get up.

The red team seemed to have said something again, but their attitude was extremely arrogant, and the two teams almost fought directly.

Yuan Ye felt irritable when he saw it, he pressed his lips tightly, his expression was tense, and the hand pushing the wheelchair slowly tightened, his joints turned white and even trembled.

This kind of thing, it is really unbearable to see it once and get angry once.

Ji Nanchen lowered his eyes, feeling the suppressed emotions of the person behind him, his deep eyes flashed strangely.

The basketball was thrown aside by the players of the two teams. Two people supported the injured player and walked to the side to rest.

Yuan Yeyi felt that he couldn't bear it anymore.

She said something to Ji Nanchen in a low voice, pushed the wheelchair a little into the flat ground, and then walked down the auditorium with her straight legs.

As soon as Yuan Ye watched the basketball slowly rolling to her feet, she bent down slightly, touched the basketball with her slender and well-articulated fingers, and then picked it up.

Her beautiful face was covered with a touch of ice, and the voices of the two teams arguing were reflected in her dark and gloomy eyes. The red team's ugliness was very conspicuous.

Ah.

Yuan Ye chuckled, then walked over.

Yin Lang really didn't expect that there were such scoundrels in the camp.

Originally, I met by chance today. The other party has a person who is still a familiar friend with him. Playing basketball was also proposed by the other party first.

But he didn't expect that they would use this method, and seeing that the familiar face on the opposite side showed no remorse, Yin Lang sneered, unable to restrain the anger in his heart.

Sure enough, do you know the face but not the heart?

Yin Lang gave the man a cold look, then turned his head, and asked his companion who was checking the injury: "How is his leg, is it serious?"

One of the very tall men shook his head and said in a calm voice, "Broken bones."

MD!

Yin Lang gritted his teeth and looked at the instigator suddenly: "Apologize!"

"What are you apologizing for? It's clear that he reached out and hit me by accident. What's more, I don't know my feet. He wants to pass me forcibly. What does it matter to me?" The above is a mocking look.

What this person said was actually approved by the majority of their team, and no one came out to speak.

When Yuan Ye saw it, a coldness flashed in his eyes.

This kind of person is not worthy of being an instructor, nor is he worthy of playing basketball.

Because their moral concepts have been eaten by dogs.

Not even the most basic respect for people.

"I just want to ask you, what about your quality?" Yin Lang looked fiercely at the group opposite, with disappointment, anger, and disbelief in his eyes.

"Aren't you too ridiculous? Playing basketball can bring you quality, didn't you just fall? His leg is not broken, do you want to be so glass-hearted? Like a sissy."

When Yin Lang heard this, his pupils constricted suddenly, and his lower lip was about to be bitten to bleed, and the eyes of his teammates were also red, and they looked at these shameless people in front of them with forbearance.

They could bear it, but Yuan Yeyi couldn't.

Yuan Yeyi lightly tossed the basketball, weighed it twice, controlled the basketball to rotate rapidly with his fingers, and then slammed it into the face of the person with the most ruthless expression among the group of people.

The man only felt a gust of fiery wind blowing towards him. He turned his head and saw a basketball that was about to hit him in the face.

He dodged in a panic, but still, the basketball hit the back of his neck.

Yuan Yeyi has played basketball for ten years, and her arm strength is several times that of ordinary people. What's more, she used almost [-]% of her strength for this ball, so at that moment, the back of the man's neck began to hurt hotly, until the end there was some pain. Numb.

"Depend on!"

Guo De began to curse, his ferocious appearance showed no self-cultivation: "Which idiot threw the basketball, stand up for me! Dare to hit your grandpa and me, fuck you!"

"Grandpa?" When Yuan Ye heard these two words, it was as if he had heard some joke.The magnetic and lazy voice is very weak, but it has an invisible momentum.

The corners of her lips slowly raised an arc, her expression was flamboyant and handsome, but her voice was extremely sinister and domineering: "Good grandson, your grandpa, I will teach you how to behave."

　Say it again.

　　I only have theoretical knowledge of basketball, and every time I write about it, I have to read it.

　　Diao just likes to play basketball, but he has never played basketball because of his height. This book is also written because he likes it.

　　It is also a wish of mine.

　　So please girls or buddies who have played basketball, please let me go.

　　P: I have seen all the comments from the babes in the bookstore, thank you for your likes and supports, and the cutest babes for their rewards.

　　What about you guys?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)