Don’t Talk To Me!

The stadium is open, right next to the playground, and there is a lot of movement here, which quickly attracted a lot of students who walked.

There are boys as well, but most of them are girls. They watched quietly under the excitement, and they whispered together in twos and threes.

The Sports Commission felt that it was impossible to let go of this great situation. Huo Ran got up and rolled up his sleeves: "Quickly, old Yao, come on!"

In high school, few boys played basketball not for the little girls on the sidelines.

The sports committee was about to rush up, and Yao Qiang was dragged in time: "Can we touch the ball? I think they may not want to watch us run around with empty hands."

"Be flexible."

The sports committee's eyes flickered: "At this time, do we still have to split?"

...

The boys felt that the Sports Committee made sense.

Jin Linkun hasn’t played the ball in such a long time, so he wiped the sweat that was about to fall on his glasses in time. He was about to make another three-pointer, and suddenly he watched the seventh class sports team member Long Huohu stop in front of him: "...

Jin Linkun carefully recalled the next group: "Aren't we in a team?"

"Special cases."

The Sports Commission brought a group of people into the game with a flamboyant spirit and grinned towards him with confidence, hehe smiled: "Teacher Jin, do you want to cooperate with our brother Sheng?"

...

Two members of the same team drew two **** face to face and reached a consensus without trace.

Yu Sheng watched as a group of people suddenly came up to encircle Jin Linkun. After the reaction, he had taken over the basketball passed by Jin Linkun's fake moves.

The two turned seamless from confrontation to cooperation. Yu Sheng flashed sideways through the sports committee and threw the ball back to Jin Linkun while running: "What is the situation now?"

"Two of us, a bunch of them."

Jin Linkun raised his hand to shoot the ball, straight in the hollow, and smiled at Yu Sheng: "Come, boyfriend?"

Yu Sheng didn't reply, the corner of his mouth raised, and he flicked two people to grab the rebound. The ball didn't stop in his hand, and he directly dialed into his hand.

There was a circle of little girls on the sidelines, and the remaining eight people also made great efforts to put aside their usual awe of their brother Sheng and launched a comprehensive siege of the two.

A ball game is unpredictable, from 5v5 to 1v1 to 2v8. The school committee turned the scoreboard by fate and finally played the game for four quarters, which was almost over.

In the last few seconds, Jin Linkun was surrounded by several people, stepping back on the three-point line and taking two steps back.

Seeing that Yu Sheng had run down the rebound, he kept moving, and the basketball in his hand shot out with strong wind.

The distance is too far, it is impossible to just hit the basket. The sports committee hurried back: "Quickly, stop the ball, pass--"

Not yet finished, Yu Sheng had jumped up.

The boy's figure was clear and sharp, and his leaping movements were as relaxed as he could bring a gust of wind.

The clothing corner lifts a little with the movement, you can see the narrow waistline and smooth and beautiful abdominal muscle lines.

The basketball was thrown out of Jin Linkun's hand, and even before it landed, Yu Sheng had already received the force in the air and sent it towards the basket.

The whistle sounded crisply.

Yu Sheng had a lot of hands, and he didn't look back when he landed. Jin Linkun, who ran over, raised his eyebrows, and raised his mouth irresistibly.