After hearing Zhang Mingyu's bet, Qin Ze's first reaction was not the anger of Zhao Baliang and the others, but: I seem to have been tricked.
It's not surprising that Zhang Mingyu appeared on the court, it can only be regarded as a coincidence, but from the beginning when he asked himself to give up the court, and the subsequent incident of smashing people, and then related to the matter of publicly slapping Zhang Mingyu in the face a few days ago, this can be thought-provoking .
To sum up, Zhang Mingyu and his friends came to play happily, and then ran into Qin Ze, the face-slapping enemy, so they made a plan, and the whole incident was linked into four words: "I want to make trouble!"
This is revenge from the school grass.
Qin Ze has never been afraid to speculate on others with the worst intentions.
The arrow has to be fired when the arrow is on the string, and it cannot be flinched when things come to an end.
Qin Ze thought for a while, then turned to look at his companions.
"I'm fine." Zhao Baliang was very loyal.
"If you don't agree with life and death, just do it." This is the reply of Liu Ziqiang, a teenager with Internet addiction.
Lao Wang thought for a while, and said in a low voice: "Damn it, you can't admit it now, otherwise we won't be able to get a girl before college, and we can only trade our left hand for our right hand."
Li Liangdao: "Actually, I'm scared too, but I can't lose face."
A guy in the 304 dormitory hesitated and said, "They are all on the basketball team. The founding emperor said, don't fight unprepared battles..."
Old Wang glared: "Chicken, close your chrysanthemums, you shoot well, you have to play." He knows the way of controlling people with sticks and radishes: "As long as you play, no matter whether you win or lose, you owe me two hundred yuan." There is no need to pay it back."
Old Wang is still very good at being a human being. In this way, the favorability of the 303 dormitory is almost maxed out for him.
The guy named Tongziji patted his chest: "Don't call me grandpa, but grandpa, I will accompany you to the end."
In this way, the staff quickly settled down, Qin Ze, Zhao Baliang, Liu Ziqiang, Lao Wang, Tong Ziji.
Qin Ze looked directly at Zhang Mingyu: "Rest for five minutes."
"Yes!" Zhang Mingyu nodded in agreement.
The students onlookers talked a lot, Zhang Mingyu is a famous person, no one knows him. Some people even took out their mobile phones and posted on the campus network: "Zhang Mingyu is dueling with others on the field, the loser calls grandpa." "
There are also a few photos attached, which are the scenes of Qin Ze and others confronting Zhang Mingyu.
This post was pinned to the top by the administrator, and after a few minutes, views and replies surged.
"There are pictures and truth, I believe it."
"The basketball court, right? Go over there now."
"The old driver is about to go racing. Destination: basketball court."
"Drip, the hole is deep and stuck."
"Drip, social security card."
"Drip, old age card."
"Zhang Mingyu has been a bit noisy these days. Not long ago, he was slapped in the face, and today he is going to play against someone again."
"Wait for Zhang Mingyu to capsize in the gutter."
"Impossible, look, the people around him are all from the basketball team. The people opposite him are tall, short, fat, and thin, and it's not good at first glance. Only the classmate standing in the middle has a good momentum..."
"Hey, am I the only one who thinks that figure looks familiar?"
"Upstairs +1, I also feel very familiar."
"Ditto."
"Ditto."
"+10086"
"That...that, look, is it Qin Ze? Qin Ze, the face-slapping king."
Someone responded uncertainly, and then added a back view of Qin Ze writing on the blackboard.
As soon as this picture was posted, the popularity of the post rose to a new level in an instant.
"I'll go, it's really him."
"Hey, is this kid in a fight with Zhang Mingyu?"
"Slightly stiffen, showing respect."
"My wish is for world peace... Ah bah, start over. My wish is to slap Zhang Mingyu in the face."
"My name is Qin Ze, and I bring salt for myself."
"Students, form a basketball court and let's go."
"Damn, I'm off-campus and I can't make it back. I'm begging for a live broadcast."
"I seem to smell a conspiracy, landlord, what's going on."
The host was very happy that his post was pinned to the top, temporarily becoming the number one hot post on the campus forum, and happily replied: "I'm at the basketball court, and they haven't started playing games yet, don't miss it when you pass by, come and watch the excitement." Asked the host By the way, I was playing basketball next to me and witnessed the whole incident. The two sides had an argument because they were playing basketball, which almost turned into a fight. Fortunately, they were both rational and did not really fight, otherwise they would definitely be punished, maybe even Expulsion. But at this point, no one is willing to back down, so the game will be determined by basketball. The loser should admit his mistake and apologize, and call the winner: Grandpa, grandson is wrong."
People in the forum were excited again.
"The landlord said it was intentional just now? Are you sure?"
"It's absolutely true, I saw it with my own eyes." The poster posted a picture of "I swear by virtue".
"That is to say, Zhang Mingyu is deliberately finding fault. He is revenge for Qin Ze's slap in the face."
"Crap, Zhang Mingyu is indeed treacherous, and he will take revenge."
"If there is no room for people, even big dogs are not good things."
"Only the state officials are allowed to set fires, and the common people are not allowed to light lamps? Qin Ze hit Mingyu in the face of our family, and is he not allowed to fight back?"
"That's right, there are a bunch of homeboys upstairs who hate the rich, they deserve to have no girlfriends."
"Good job Zhang Mingyu, long live Zhang Mingyu."
There was a lot of quarrels in the forum, and it quickly turned upside down.
Qin Ze and others were sitting under the basket, drinking drinks, and recuperating. Their faces were calm, but the conversation revealed their uneasiness. Zhang Baliang looked around and said in a low voice: "Why do I feel that there are more and more people?" gone?"
"No." Li Liang rubbed the back of his head and grinned.
"Look at the campus forum." Lao Wang handed the phone to Zhao Baliang.
Several people passed it on to read it, and Zhao Baliang was dumbfounded: "Damn it, that wicked guy posted the post."
"This is putting us on the bonfire. If we lose, our reputation will be ruined and we won't be able to hold our heads up." Liu Ziqiang said quietly.
There are more and more people watching, and the basketball court is crowded. As time goes by, the number of people is still increasing.
The broiler chicken stands firm and fearless: "If a person is dead and his eggs are upside down, what are you afraid of?"
"Of course you don't care. You are an unknown person. If you lose face, you will lose face. Who knows you." Old Wang rolled his eyes. "The most embarrassing thing is Qin Ze. He is the protagonist of the incident. This is Zhang Mingyu's revenge. I really want to be forced Calling grandpa is much harder than slapping your face in class."
Everyone looked at Qin Ze.
Qin Ze showed no expression. His eyes swept over the excited audience outside the arena, Zhang Mingyu and the others who were staring at him in the distance, and finally at the faces of his companions. At this moment, he suddenly felt a surge of emotion and enthusiasm. with cold eyes and ridicule
How can you feel the vastness of life without going through hardships
Fate can't make us kneel down and beg for mercy
Even if the blood is all over the arms
Keep running with childish pride. "
This is a song he heard from the Points Mall, and he felt it at the moment.
Go forward, go forward, face cold eyes and ridicule, ignore setbacks and difficulties.
No one is born weak, little people also have the roar and roar of little people.
Zhao Baliang's blood boiled suddenly, his fists were clenched tightly, his veins exploded, and he raised his head and let out a roar.
"Run forward, facing cold eyes and ridicule." Old Wang stood up abruptly.
"I want to be super god." Liu Ziqiang punched the basketball hoop.
Tong Ziji said: "Paralysis, the basketball team is amazing, the school grass is amazing, in front of two hundred yuan, they are all floating clouds."
Game start!