The big guy's white moonlight is soft and sweet

Chapter 163 Did You Dig His Ancestral Grave?
Most of the boys in the physical education class like Shen Ting. This kind of delicate girl raised in the water village has good grades, is beautiful, and has a temperament.

She is the only bright spot in the crowd, the only scenery.

Their physical education class was originally bad-tempered, and they were all a group of irritable boys, commonly known as simple-minded and well-developed limbs.

The monitor of the physical education class gave the middle finger to the boy who had just been bullied and injured, raised his eyebrows at their second class, and said silently, "A bunch of trash."

He looked cold, and everyone could see that he was unhappy.

Another teammate nearly got bullied.

Yang Jiang swears, "Fuck, shit, these people are really shameless, they obviously did it on purpose, and the referee can't seem to see it. Damn, I'm really speechless."

Jiang Ye made a time-out gesture and said to the referee, "Substitute someone to play."

Yang Jiang always felt that Jiang Ye would be scary later.

Jiang Ye is the person he knows best, and he is too emotional.Back then he was bullied, curled up and beaten.

At the back, Jiang Ye was carrying a wine bottle by himself, and went to fight those seven or eight gangsters.Finally, those who bullied him knelt on the ground and begged him to forgive.

Later, when he entered the police station, fortunately there was no surveillance, and there was a video of bullying him before, so the police released Jiang Ye.

He once said with a smile that if Jiang Ye hadn't been monitored, his life would have been over.

Jiang Ye was smoking a cigarette at that time, the smoke was lingering, the boy's face was sharp, a kind of ruffian and lazy.

He flicked sparks, and the moonlight in the night sky was shrouded in dark clouds.

"Yang Jiang, it's impossible not to be monitored."

Although he has a grumpy temper, he wouldn't be so stupid to do things and take care of his own future.

At that time, Yang Jiang realized that Jiang Ye valued love as well as brains.

However, Yang Jiang couldn't afford to think too much, and the second half of the game started soon.

A few boys from the physical education class were pulled up, saw Jiang Ye as soon as he came on the field, and wailed in his heart, but tried his best to remain calm on the face.

I looked up at the score, it was 22:22.

It's okay, it's all the same score now.They didn't believe that Jiang Ye could still have so much strength.As a result, within 2 minutes of the opening, their faces were turning green.

I am!

This fucking man is crazy!Did they dig his ancestral grave?

Eno!They are just playing ball, not dueling!Is it necessary to be so serious?Complete abuse, okay?

The sports class finally got the ball, and the next moment the ball flew.

Jiang Ye was dribbling and shooting for the whole half, and the girls were almost hoarse.And the horn of the second class.

Uniformly: "Jiano Jiangye, you are the best and you are the strongest."

"..."

The boy turned a deaf ear and looked at the girls with pink umbrellas around him.A gust of wind blew by, her bangs fluttered lightly, pure, elegant and beautiful.

His moon was staring at him.

Jiang Ye's eyes were bright, as if there were stars in them.

The score slowly began to widen, and Qiu Xujia felt that this person was crazy, as if desperate.

"Fuck."

Everyone on the basketball court stared at Jiang Ye, he dribbled and dunked smoothly, and threw it away with one hand.The boy had great strength and scored another three-pointer.

A group of boys in the physical education class looked as if they had eaten mustard.

This Jiang Ye is completely crazy, and no one really digs his ancestral grave.

There are still the last 3 minutes, and the current score is 31:26.If the sports class wants to win, it must have two three-pointers.

Two three-pointers are really too difficult, and most people have no strength, unless Jiang Ye and the others foul.

The ball is in their hands.

Some people touch porcelain on purpose, but they all keep an eye out.

(End of this chapter)