"Feng Tianqi, do you dare to go one-on-one with me?" he asked provocatively.
Feng Tianqi subconsciously wanted to say "dare" and opened his mouth, but then he paused and remembered Feng Shengyang's advice.
He snorted, "Who cares about you!"
Yin Shaojie curled his lips and stood in front of him with his tall figure, "Then you can get better at it than I do. Come on!"
Depend on!
Feng Tianqi felt very unhappy when he saw Yin Shaojie's confident look.
Do you think I can't get past you
Then just watch it for me!
Feng Tianqi made several fake moves, but failed to deceive Yin Shaojie.
Yin Shaojie mocked, "You are so mean!"
"What did you say?" Feng Tianqi glared at him, but when he slapped the basketball, Yin Shaojie intercepted it in mid-air.
"Thank you!" Yin Shaojie passed by him, patted the ball and left, not forgetting to thank him.
Feng Tianqi was furious and hurriedly chased after him.
"Yin Shaojie! Don't you mean one-on-one? Come on! Those who dare not are cowards!"
Yin Shaojie turned a deaf ear and ran straight to the basket.
Feng Shengyang frowned, chased after him, and intercepted Yin Shaojie himself.
Yin Shaojie took a step back and smiled at him.
Then, standing directly outside the three-point line, he raised his hand to shoot.
All the girls in the room held their breath.
Will it go in at such a long distance
In!
Yin Shaojie seemed to have known for a long time that he would enter, and showed a satisfied expression.
Song Shijun came over and gave him a high-five, "Well done! Beautiful!"
This three-pointer is really perfect!
Song Shijun went to kick off the ball.
Seeing Yin Shaojie and Jun Zeye scoring consecutively, he couldn't hold it any longer, and the factors in his blood were stimulated. He is a boy, and in such a confrontation between strong men, he hopes to show off.
Feng Shengyang had a smile on his face and stood in front of Song Shijun, apparently trying to block his pass.
Song Shijun looked at him and felt that this man's smile was really like a smiling tiger. He was clearly smiling, but there was a calculation hidden underneath.
Think I'm going to let you steal the ball
dream!
"Shijun!" Yin Shaojie's shout came.
Song Shijun made a fake move, and Feng Shengyang pretended to be deceived by him, and then chased after him.
Yin Shaojie and Jun Zeye were blocked by the other two people and couldn't get over for a while.
Song Shijun thought about it and decided to shoot it himself.
Give it a try!
Feng Shengyang looked at the movement of his wrist and seemed to have expected it. He curled his lower lips, moved forward, and jumped up at the same time.
Snapped!
The ball was knocked away!
Song Shijun's face darkened, and he cursed secretly, Damn, he was actually blamed!
This ball must not be lost in his hands.
Song Shijun stared at Feng Shengyang, not allowing him to move, and there were even physical collisions, not giving him any chance to get close to the basket.
Come on, if you have the ability, just vote!
Let me cover you this time!
Song Shijun waited for Feng Shengyang to jump and shoot, and then he could treat the other person in his own way.
Feng Shengyang is a person with strong judgment, and he will only do things with a high success rate.
So instead of shooting, he chose to pass.
With the ghostly footsteps and fake movements, Song Shijun was about to get rid of him.
Song Shijun had already seen Feng Shengyang passing the ball, but his foot moved to the other side.
He gritted his teeth, stamped his foot, and rushed forward with his upper body.
boom-
Because he had no time to coordinate his hands and feet, he tried to hit the ball with his head, but accidentally it turned into a hit with his face.
The ball flew out of the field.
Song Shijun covered his face and squatted down.
(End of chapter)