Wang Wei was a little uneasy, and a little flattered.
He saw that others didn't dare to move like himself. The school tyrant didn't reach out. They were embarrassed. The school tyrant extended his hand. If they retracted, they might die tonight.
Wang Wei decided to sacrifice himself, bravely handed his hand forward, and gave Jiang Su a quick high-five.
The remaining few saw that Wang Wei and the school bully touched each other and lived well, so they hurriedly handed over to them one by one.
Compared with everyone's excitement here, the faces of the sports students are a bit too ugly, especially Luo Qi, who stood up to challenge, his face was as dark as if he hadn't washed it for ten days.
Wang Wei and a few people were afraid, but Xu Shu was not afraid. He clearly saw that the faces of the sports students turned pale, so he raised his voice and shouted: "Remember our bet, you can't enter the basketball court this semester, otherwise you will not be the same. man."
"… "
A few sports students never thought that they would lose, a little unwilling, and a little angry after losing face, but they couldn't say anything after the bet was made.
The bell rang for the evening self-study preparation. Zhang Zhichao saw Jiang Su's group preparing to withdraw, and couldn't help but said something yin and yang angrily: "I think the ball just now was a shit luck."
The people who just kept shouting that they can't afford to lose are the ones who really can't afford to lose.
Xu Shu, who walked side by side with Jiang Su, turned his head and glared at Zhang Zhichao: "Who the hell are you saying is the shit luck?"
Although Wang Wei did not dare to be as arrogant as Xu Shu, they all followed Xu Shu and glared at the sports students.
Jiang Su, who was mocked, walked over to the iron net as if he didn't hear Zhang Zhichao's words, and pointed at Lin Wei to the mineral water behind her.
Lin Wei quickly picked up the water, went around the steps, and trotted over.
When she handed the water over, she happened to hear a yin and yang strange sentence: "Whoever is talking, who knows what? At least I didn't almost beat anyone to death, and I was covered in black material..."
Lin Wei followed the voice and looked at Zhang Zhichao, who was bending over to pick up the ball.
She looked at Zhang Zhichao for a few seconds, and her hands were empty.
She looked back and saw that Jiang Su had taken the water from her fingertips, unscrewed the bottle cap, and held her head up as if she was drinking water.
However, Xu Shu was completely blown up: "You kind of repeat what you just said!"
Zhang Zhichao sneered, "Why did I say that? Besides, did I say who it was? What are you doing so excited? Why, all those blacks are real, and you have a guilty conscience?"
"Fuck!" Xu Shu felt that reasoning with such a person was simply mentally retarded, and fists were more effective.
Xu Shu turned around and took two steps towards Zhang Zhichao angrily. After drinking the water, Jiang Su called his name sideways: "Xu Shu."
Xu Shu stopped.
Jiang Su screwed on the bottle cap and handed it to Lin Wei who was standing outside through the iron net.
After the small front table had connected the bottle, he slowly turned around and glanced lazily at Zhang Zhichao: "Two more games?"
Zhang Zhichao: "… "
"1V1." After a pause, Jiang Su said again: "If you win, listen to me. If you lose, you can deal with it."
Zhang Zhichao turned his head to look at his teammates.
Jiang Su said calmly: "You can find the two strongest, and one of them will play."
"… "
This is arrogant, arrogant, and disrespectful to people.
Although Jiang Su's personal strength was really strong, those sports students were unwilling to lose, and immediately took on the fight with a slap on the forehead.
The first to play was Luo Qi.
In the ten minutes just now, Jiang Su had already figured out Luo Qi's playing habit.
Luo Qi typically relied on her own high block to play an advantage, so that the advantage is obvious, and the disadvantage is also obvious, that is, the speed is relatively slow.
Jiang Su has been fond of fast breaks since he started playing the ball. Without Wang Wei's dragging his legs, he even let go of the game.
This situation is like Xu Shu's unilateral slugging in the first half of their game, but this time it was replaced by Jiang Su unilaterally slapping Luo Qi.
The second game is Zhang Zhichao.
Zhang Zhichao is even more dirty and shameless than Luo Qi who injured Chen Yang. He kept making small movements. As soon as he played, he started to stumble upon Jiang Su. At first, he had to show his face. Using it, not only could he not hurt Jiang Su, but he was also played by Jiang Su several times. The more Zhang Zhichao was, the more anxious he was, and he would foul like a fight. Don't be too straightforward.
But even so, Zhang Zhichao was crushed by Jiang Su.
When he got to the back, he saw that he had no hope of winning, and he began to break the jar, not even blocking the ball.
Jiang Su didn't care, or rather deliberately, he started to show off his skills as they did with Wang Wei and Xu Shu in the second half of the game.
In the last minute, Jiang Su took the ball under the basketball hoop, jumped high, and dunked the ball into the hoop. He grabbed the basketball hoop and hung it in the air for a few seconds. Then he let go of his hands amid boiling cheers. Jump to the ground.
Compared with Luo Qi, Zhang Zhichao not only lost the ball, but also lost his literacy.
It's been a while since the bell rang for the evening self-study. There were still many people in the stands, and some girls even had the courage to start calling Jiang Su excitedly.
Lin Wei held the bottle of water and stood outside the iron net, but did not return to the stands.
The closer she got, the clearer she could see.
Although the boy on the court was still expressionless, when he moved, he had the arrogance and arrogance unique to the boy, cool and handsome.
She suddenly felt that Chen Si told him how powerful Jiang Su was in the first year of high school, and she also understood why the girls from the vocational high school next door would come to watch the school when Jiang Su was playing.
"Brilliant, Brother Su is awesome!"
"Brother Su is invincible!"
Amid the excited shouts of Xu Shu and Wang Wei, Jiang Su walked across the basketball court, across the iron net, to Lin Wei and stretched out his hand.
The small front desk looked at him and said nothing.
Jiang Su used his fingertips to point at the mineral water held tightly in the small front table: "What are you thinking?"
Lin Wei returned to her senses. The boy's chest was slightly heaving because of the exercise. His face was covered in sweat, which made his cold white skin even more delicate. She opened her mouth and blurted out a sentence like a ghost: " Miss you… "
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