Zhao Gang looked at Chen Mo and said with righteous indignation: "Chen Mo, just come and change your clothes and go on stage. Let those despicable guys in Class 5 look good today!"
Chen Mo said calmly: "No need to change clothes, let's start directly. How far behind is the score?"
Zhao Gang glanced at the scoreboard and said angrily: "Huh, now we are ten points behind them. If they hadn't injured Wang Hao's hand by playing tricks, we would have been leading by a big score."
"It doesn't matter, just chase him back." Chen Mo said calmly.
Around the basketball court, there were many men and women, including those from Chen Mo's class, Class 5, and other classes.
Among them, Chen Mo saw several familiar figures, including An Keyue, Zheng Yuanhao, etc.
No wonder Zhao Gang personally called Chen Mo for help. It would be very embarrassing if he lost in front of everyone.
Zhao Gang glanced at Chen Mo and asked with some worry: "Not changing your clothes will affect your performance. Are you sure it's okay?"
Chen Mo smiled slightly: "Don't worry, I'm measured."
Zhao Gang stopped talking. Based on Chen Mo's past strength, he had a blind faith in Chen Mo.
"Chen Mo, you haven't played basketball for a while. Your skills won't be wasted, right?" A tall and thin boy asked Chen Mo with a smile.
This boy's name is Chen Ming, and he has a good relationship with Chen Mo.
Chen Mo smiled mysteriously: "You will know if it is abandoned for a while."
"Haha, I'm looking forward to it." Another boy said with a hearty smile. This boy is also one of Chen Mo's friends, Wang Dong. In his previous life, Chen Mo and they were on the same team and were close buddies.
On the opposite field, several boys from Class 5 wearing red uniforms gathered around a handsome and tall boy. It was obvious that this boy was the soul of Class 5.
"Master Hua, there is a helper from Class 6. I wonder how skilled he is?" A boy with a side parted hair glanced at Chen Mo and said gloomily.
"Hmph, among the few people in Class 6, only Wang Hao is on the school team. He can no longer play, so the others are nothing to be afraid of." Another boy with a crew cut sneered.
"Yes, I have fought with this kid a few times before. His skills are not that good. He likes to show off. He is just a piece of trash." The dark-faced boy looked at Chen Mo with some contempt.
Finally, the handsome tall boy who was called Mr. Hua said with a serious face: "We have played three quarters, and there is only one quarter left in the fourth quarter. No matter how skilled this kid is, we will focus on defense in this quarter. You can use foul tactics as a last resort, and they won't be able to catch up with the ten-point gap."
"Well, Mr. Hua is still smart."
Several people flattered Young Master Hua.
Mr. Hua glanced at the girls in the audience. They were all very beautiful, including school beauty An.
"School beauty An is also watching the game. No matter what, we can't lose to Class 6, come on!" Hua Shao said confidently.
"Hehe, that's right, look at those girls looking straight at Master Hua!"
"Haha, it's a pity that Murong's school beauty didn't come. By the way, Mr. Hua, are your relationship with Murong's school beauty confirmed?"
Thinking of Murong Yan'er's cold face, Hua Shao's eyes were filled with fire. Unfortunately, no matter how he pursued her, Murong Yan'er politely refused, which made him very depressed.
Mr. Hua sneered: "Sooner or later, I will capture her. Come on, let's teach the losers in Class 6 a lesson first. Let them give up the place obediently when they see us in the future."
"OK!"
In the audience, An Keyue quietly watched Chen Mo standing on the basketball court. Chen Mo was wearing black sportswear, which was in stark contrast to Zhao Gang and others who were wearing white basketball uniforms.
"He still likes to be in the limelight so much. He goes on stage without even changing his clothes. He looks cool and unique, but he is actually stupid."
In An Keyue's heart, she couldn't help but want to belittle Chen Mo. Even she couldn't explain why. Maybe only by belittling Chen Mo could she feel that being ignored by Chen Mo was nothing. This way An Keyue will feel better inside.
On the side, Zheng Yuanhao noticed that An Keyue's eyes had been staring at Chen Mo. He felt a little embarrassed and sneered: "There is still the last quarter of the game. The two teams are behind by ten points. Even if Wang Hao is not injured, he may not be able to do it." Chase after him. Does he think he is a player from the professional league? Trying to turn the tide? Humph, he is overestimating his own abilities!"
Next to him, a classmate immediately laughed and said: "Brother Hao is right, he just likes to be in the limelight. Let's wait and see him being severely punished by Class 5 in a while!"
On the other side of the auditorium, squad leader Zheng Xiuli looked at Chen Mo coldly, with hatred in her eyes deeper than before.
"Chen Mo, you have to lose. It's best to be smashed to death by a basketball to make me feel better!"
On the court, with the referee's order, the last quarter of the game began.
In the audience, the girls from Class 5 shouted loudly to cheer for Hua Shao.
On the other hand, in Class Six, only a few people who were close friends with Chen Mo clapped and shouted. With Zheng Yuanhao and Zheng Xiuli suppressing them, no one dared to cheer for Chen Mo and the others.
This time it was Zhao Gang who got the ball.
Chen Mo shouted to Zhao Gang: "Give me the ball."
Zhao Gang was stunned for a moment. Chen Mo played the small forward position and Chen Ming was the point guard. Why did Chen Mo want the ball
The others were also stunned, but out of absolute trust in Chen Mo, Zhao Gang passed the ball directly to Chen Mo.
As a result, an incredible scene occurred.
Zhao Gang and others quickly ran to the opponent's half and stood in formation ready to attack, but Chen Mo was still standing there with a smile on his face, not knowing what to do.
"Chen Mo, pass the ball!" Zhao Gang shouted.
In the audience, An Keyue and Zheng Yuanhao frowned and looked at Chen Mo in confusion, unable to understand what Chen Mo wanted to do.
Several members of Team 5's defense also looked at Chen Mo with puzzled faces, not understanding what he was going to do.
Suddenly, Chen Mo held up the basketball with one hand, stood under the basket in his own half, and aimed at the opponent's basket.
"What is he going to do?" Zhao Gang looked at Chen Mo with horror on his face.
The other team members were also confused.
Several members of Class 5 also looked dull.
In the audience, a male classmate said blankly: "Isn't he going to pitch?"
"How is that possible! From such a long distance, does he think he is Jordan reborn? Even Jordan wouldn't be able to throw in!"
Anyone with a little knowledge of basketball knows that only a fool can throw the ball from such a long distance.
Even the referee was confused by Chen Mo's actions.
On the court, Chen Mo gently moved the basketball with five fingers, and the basketball drew a perfect parabola in the air.
"Holy crap, he really shoots!"
"Nah, this kid's head is broken!"
"If this goal can be scored, I will broadcast it live!"
Zhao Gang shouted anxiously: "Chen Mo, what are you doing? Be serious!" He regretted calling Chen Mo for help. Isn't this nonsense
In the audience, the students from Class 5 burst into laughter, laughing at Chen Mo for not knowing how to play basketball.
A smile appeared on Zheng Xiuli's face. The more blows Chen Mo received, the happier she became.
Several members of Class 5 had sneers on their faces, and a thought arose in their minds at the same time: "Is this kid stupid?"
Hua Shao calmly commanded: "Get ready to grab rebounds!"
Everyone's eyes slowly moved along with the basketball passing through the air. On the field, players from both sides are ready to grab the fence.
However, the basketball drew a beautiful arc in the air and entered the basket accurately.
brush!
The ball went in!