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Chapter 189 Despise People Like You

The game was about to start, Luo Weiwei pulled into her pants a little nervously, feeling even more nervous than herself when she was playing.

She didn't take Zhao Hean's boasting seriously, because it's not that she has never seen Fan Yihang play. It's okay to say that his skills are good, but it's not as good as Zhao Hean said.

Plus...his foot injury.

Luo Weiwei couldn't help worrying, she just hoped that his foot injury wouldn't be affected after the match, it doesn't matter if he wins or not.

The final preparations were made on the field, and the students in the weekly class had already started to drive back the students who crossed the line to watch.

Fan Yihang played as a striker, replacing the injured "Pigeon". Because it was too temporary, his cooperation with Song Ningyuan and others was almost "0", so he was still following up with Song Ningyuan and others in the last few minutes before the game. Song Ningyuan communicated with them.

Boys playing basketball is not as simple as girls playing just now, it is more skillful and pays more attention to teamwork.

"Let's play like this in the first half." He said, looking at the third class auditorium.

From a distance of more than ten meters, he clearly saw Luo Weiwei mouthing to him: "Be careful."

It's not about "come on" or "must win", but pay attention to safety.

His heart was shaken, and after nodding his head, he put all his heart into the state of preparation for battle.

If the last time they played against Sunset City on the playground was just for fun, then today is a serious game.

As the whistle blew, there was a burst of "come on" in the audience, and most of the girls present also shouted, most of them were for Fan Yihang, who had just transferred to No. [-] Middle School in just one month.

It's just that Fan Yihang, who is surrounded by so many "favorites", doesn't know it, his brows are cold, and he only has the ball and the opponent in his eyes.

As soon as the game started, Class 5 took control of the ball first. They obviously had cooperated and trained in advance.Fortunately, Class [-]'s defense was good, and Class [-] failed to score a goal in the first [-] minutes.

Probably seeing that his class hadn't been able to control the ball, the third class became anxious.

"What should I do? I think I'm going to lose in this situation!"

"No..." Luo Weiwei shook her head and said, "They're procrastinating."

The way of playing in the first half is probably to consume the opponent's energy, because the sixth class has no substitute teammates, and their class has two substitutes. These two balls played pretty well. They didn't play in the first half, probably because they were waiting. A comeback in the second half.

Most of the class members breathed a sigh of relief when they heard her say that, but a certain class representative sneered: "A headwind is a headwind, why do you have to make excuses. I don't think you can win this game!"

After hearing this, Luo Weiwei knew that Yu Hongwei was speaking to Fan Yihang, she felt extremely upset, and was about to turn back, but the rest of the class couldn't stand it.

"I said Yu Hongwei, what do you mean by that? As a member of our third class, you can't wait for our own class to lose the game, right?"

"You are not as good as Fan Yihang yourself, so you use this to vent your anger? Are you a man? I look down on people like you the most!"

"Selfish and petty, with no sense of collective honor. Disgusting!"

"You want Class Six to win so much, then you can transfer to Class Six! What are you doing in our class?"

Yu Hongwei's face turned green and pale for a while, and finally Qin Qianqian came forward to save the siege: "Everyone don't say a few words, save some energy to cheer them up. Don't let others see the joke."

Then everyone stopped talking.

Zhao He'an lowered his voice and said, "Is there such a person in your class? Why would you want your class to lose the game? It's also weird."

Luo Weiwei curled her lips: "Don't talk about it, he doesn't want our class to lose the game? He wants Fan Yihang to lose the game."

Zhao He'an is a fine person, once Luo Weiwei said this, he immediately understood, shook his head, and stopped talking about that narrow and selfish Yu Hongwei.

It is a real waste of life to waste words on such people.

Everyone's attention fell from Yu Hongwei to the court again.

Everyone on the field has already pressed to the three-point line, and the opponent's center has the ball and is ready to shoot at any time.

The opponent's center forward was the one who tried to deliver water to Luo Weiwei. His name was Guo Yulin. He evaded Song Ningyuan's defense in front of him and found a position to take off at a very fast speed. The ball was thrown from his hands. The position and speed were just right.

The people in class six had already stood up, causing the dean to yell again: "Sit down! Sit down!"

Basketball falls.

Fan Yihang stared at the ball and took off at high speed, intercepted the ball directly from mid-air, and turned to run in the opposite direction.

The opponent's people are all here, and the rear defense is vacant. Fan Yihang ran directly to the opposite basketball hoop as if he had entered no man's land.When the people in class [-] reacted and chased after Fan Yihang, Fan Yihang had already reached the three-point line. With a jumping motion, the ball flew out of an arc and fell steadily into the basket.

Beautiful three-pointer.

The moment the orange basketball hit the ground, there were thunderous screams and cheers from the audience.

The momentum of the team members in class three suddenly rose.

"Okay, Fan Yihang!"

"Brothers are awesome!"

Song Ningyuan walked over and patted Fan Yihang on the shoulder. He didn't say anything, but his eyes were full of admiration.

Nothing was said, but everything was said.

Fan Yihang's expression was very pale, he just nodded and looked at Guo Yulin from class six.

Guo Yulin was also looking at him, his eyes full of dissatisfaction.

"Da Linzi, why don't I just keep an eye on him?" asked the boy who played power forward in class six.

"No need!" Guo Yulin gritted his teeth: "I'll keep an eye on him! Keep hitting you."

It's just opportunistic, he doesn't believe that Fan Yihang can score a second goal!

Guo Yulin looked towards the auditorium of the third class, Luo Weiwei squinted her eyes happily, and smiled sweetly, but the smile was not for him.

"What did I say?" Zhao Hean patted his thigh excitedly and said, "The high school version of James! I'm awesome!"

Even Zhao and An looked like fans, calling them "fans" in the words a few years later, and Luo Weiwei became deeply worried.

Fan Yihang's operation on the field is like this, but his brows and eyes are cold and restrained, how many girls' thoughts will be aroused by this?Then wouldn't her rival in love rise exponentially?

No, no, she has to deliver water and take an oath of sovereignty in a while.

Luo Weiwei turned her attention to Zhao Hean next to her.

Zhao He'an felt it, shivered, and asked, "What are you doing?"

Luo Weiwei pulled her lips into a smile, charming and charming, and asked coquettishly, "Student Zhao, are you thirsty? Do you want to buy water? Bring me two bottles?"

Zhao He'an said blankly, "Don't act like a baby, I'll bring you ten bottles."

Luo Weiwei: "..."

Is it so scary for her to act like a baby?

Zhao He'an went to buy water "willingly", Luo Weiwei had no psychological burden, and sat leisurely in the original place watching Fan Yihang carry the audience, the more he watched, the more satisfied he became, and the more satisfied he became, the more worried he became.

She felt that everyone in the audience was her rival in love, regardless of gender.

(End of this chapter)