Song Shijun followed up and stimulated him, "Are you afraid? Last time, I was in poor condition and you were lucky enough to get a tie. You know very well that if there is another round, you will definitely lose!"
These words were unbearable.
Qi Ran paused, turned around, and stared at him coldly.
Han Qiqing hurriedly acted as peacemaker, "If we don't want to fight, Qi Ran doesn't want to fight, so forget it. Don't force him."
Song Shijun spread his hands, "Okay, I'll force you, so you don't lose. It would be boring to say that I forced you."
Han Qiqing glared at him and dragged him forward.
"Let's go, let's go find someone else to play ball with."
"good."
A cold voice sounded from behind.
Song Shijun and Han Qiqing stopped at the same time, turned around and looked at Qi Ran.
Qi Ran's cold eyes raised slightly, "Then let's have a fight. Who wins and who has the right to speak? How about that?"
Song Shijun felt the other person's aura.
This is interesting.
He raised his lips and smiled, "Okay, gambling is interesting. How do you want to bet?"
Qi Ran walked up to him and looked at him.
"It doesn't matter, I'm the one who wins anyway."
So arrogant
Song Shijun has never seen anyone so arrogant in front of him in his life.
He chuckled, "The loser will definitely not be me."
As for, what's the stakes
Who cares!
Winning or losing is what matters.
Han Qiqing sensed their explosive aura and was a little worried. She said to Qi Ran, "You don't need to care about what he said. If you don't want to fight, just don't fight."
Song Shijun was unhappy when he heard this, "Hey! Qiqing, you traitor, whose side are you on?"
Han Qiqing smiled and hurried back to him.
"Of course I'm on your side."
Hearing this, Qi Ran frowned and looked at her.
He said quietly, "Qiqing, can you cheer me up?" Han Qiqing didn't expect that he would take the initiative.
After all, the two of them were sitting at the same table, so it didn't seem right to refuse.
She hesitated, "Well... I'll cheer for both of you!"
Song Shijun said, "No! Do you want to ride in two boats? No! You can only choose one!"
Qi Ran met his eyes and rarely agreed with what he said.
"Yes, you can only choose one."
Thus, the bet was born.
Whoever wins is whose side Han Qiqing is on.
Han Qiqing always felt something was strange.
At this time, the three of them had entered the basketball gym.
The classmates next to them noticed the situation between the three people from a distance and had already gathered around to watch.
Outside the court, there were not only students from Class S in the second year of high school, but also other students taking physical education classes.
In the field, Song Shijun and Qi Ran stood face to face.
Song Shijun held the basketball with his hand, walked up to Qi Ran, raised his lips provocatively and said, "Why do I feel like you are shorter than before? Is it because you ate too many short winter melons?"
The trash talk session.
Qi Ran glared coldly, "You talk so much nonsense, so you use your mouth to play ball? Are you the king of words?"
Song Shijun smiled, "My mouth is indeed very powerful. Do you want to try it?"
With that said, he threw the ball to Qi Ran.
Qi Ran caught the ball and returned it to him.
"You tee off."
Song Shijun raised his eyebrows and threw the ball to him again, "You kick the ball, so you don't say I bullied you."
Qi Ran did not refuse this time.
This time it's not three versus three like last time, but one on one, and the competition is all about strength.
Although Song Shijun is not as good at playing as Yin Shaojie, but compared to ordinary people, he is still very confident in himself.
(End of chapter)