"What game?" Song Qiyue asked curiously.
Mo Zhengyan looked at the male students who had just laughed at her and said, "Dare you come?"
The provocation between men has never been willing to swallow, especially these teenagers who are still in school.
Those few male students who seemed to be bad naturally responded.
One of them looked at the captain of the group, and he said, "Come on! How to compare?"
"Every ten minutes." Mo Zhengyan glanced at them. There were four people in total. He smiled and said, "A few of you, we are just a few."
Someone sneered, "Ha, we have four people, you are alone!"
"Wait for five minutes." Mo Zhengyan said, he immediately took out his cell phone and paced aside to call.
Song Qiyue was watching and seeing him hang up, she walked over, "Who did you look for?"
"Wait." Mo Zhengyan was not in a hurry.
Within five minutes, Qi Jian came over, and He Sangsang came with him.
And, another man.
He is dressed in a relaxed and sunny sports and leisure style, and his hairstyle is very chic, fair, and handsome, just like Rukawa Kaede in the comics.
Moreover, the stature is tall.
It's not so much a man, it's a big boy.
A few of them walked towards Mo Zhengyan and Song Qiyue.
"Miss Song." Qi Jian said hello, and He Sangsang nodded at her.
Song Qiyue also waved at them, but looked at the sunny boy, "Hello."
The boy smiled with her, Song Qiyue was really drunk!
Mo Zhengyan didn't introduce them, but just looked at the bad students and said, "Everyone is here."
"Just three of you, how do you fight?" the leader asked.
Mo Zhengyan alone, Qi Jian alone, plus the handsome boy, there are three people in total.
In an instant, Song Qiyue's shoulder was held by someone!
It was Mo Zhengyan who held her, and he said, "There is another one here."
"She? A girl playing basketball with us?" The few people laughed with disdain on their faces.
Song Qiyue was surprised, "I want to play too?"
"I didn't say it just now. I'll compete with them." Mo Zhengyan smiled. He looked at the court and said, "Let's go."
"But I'm still wearing high heels." Song Qiyue called to him.
"Sangsang, go and prepare a pair of sneakers." Mo Zhengyan ordered.
"Where are we going to prepare now?" Song Qiyue stopped, took off her high heels, and stepped barefoot on the ground.
"That's it!" Song Qiyue jumped and ran to the playground.
She is presumptuous with her sex, and Mo Zhengyan is used to it, but he whispered, "Be careful of hurting your feet."
The basketball court originally had two courts, but one of them was vacated one by one for these two temporary teams.
The people around are watching the good show, it is very lively.
The referee is a student, he shouted, "Ten minutes, the game officially begins—"
With a whistle, the game began!
The pair of young students are also tall and old, and it can be seen that they are athletes.
But Mo Zhengyan's team is equally matched, each exceeding 1.8 meters, and at a glance, it is really brave. Standing in this court, Song Qiyue looked a little at a loss. She couldn't run fast, and couldn't keep up. I can only watch them as you come and go, she stares at them.
Mo Zhengyan and the pair of teams scored separately.
The handsome big boy started to play and attacked coldly.
Qi Jian's defender dribbled the ball very beautifully, grabbed the rebounds well, and was simply the incarnation of Mu Shenyi.
Look at Mr. Mo again.
In the morning sun, Mo Zhengyan's body jumped slightly, he started to shoot and put the ball in the basket.
This beautiful posture is like a fairy road.
The shouts of the female students around have already hit like a heat wave. One can imagine how gorgeous the combination of these three of them is. Song Qiyue stood by. She watched them running, and she suddenly felt that she was a little superfluous.
Mo Zhengyan asked her to also play, is it to make up the number?
But just as he was thinking about it, someone shouted, "Why do you go?"
Song Qiyue turned her head and saw that it was Mo Zhengyan running over. She was depressed, "I'm watching you play seriously."
"Now it's your turn." He whispered, and the ball in Qi Jian's hands suddenly reached his hands.
Mo Zhengyan strode and took the ball away, and then stepped forward to block her in front of her, blocking the people blocking her in front of her.
Then the ball in his hand was gently thrown to her.
Song Qiyue received the ball, and Yang Mei was pleased to see Qi Jian and the handsome boy also running over.
Together with Mo Zhengyan, the three guarded her.
Song Qiyue was almost escorted. She ran barefoot, with steady steps and agility.
The other four were guarded by the three, and Song Qiyue was anti-encircled in a circle.
With the pace, she moved under the basketball hoop.
She jumped up and shot the basket!
Clang!
The ball made a spin on the basket, but it didn't make it!
Song Qiyue took a look, she lamented, "What a pity!"
She ran to the three of Mo Zhengyan again, and gave them a high-five, "I will work hard when I play!"
"Good job." Mo Zhengyan said after high-fiving her, "At least he didn't make a shot."
Song Qiyue glanced at him, "You look down on me too much, I used to play basketball for a long time!"
The situation is now reversed. Although Song Qiyue can't compete with men in terms of physical strength and height, she is not like a girl who usually has no basketball experience.
And those people more and more gave Song Qiyue the ball, and Song Qiyue missed twice.
She also scored a goal under the basket!
Now she jumped up, "Go in!"
Applauding with the three of them again, Song Qiyue smiled and said, "Now I will have full firepower!"
Unconsciously, during the countdown to the game, that team of male students was taken away by them, and the score remained at four points.
Mo Zhengyan controlled, not allowing himself to surpass too much, but as long as they broke four points, they would counterattack.
This kind of endurance war is really impatient and frustrating.
"Hi, here you are!" The handsome boy threw the ball to her.
Song Qiyue took it, and she patted the basketball.
There is still a long distance from the basketball hoop, and running over is too tiring.
The three obviously wanted to keep her in the basket, but who knew that Song Qiyue stopped after only a few steps!
Everyone looked at her.
Mo Zhengyan also looked at her.
Song Qiyue looked at the basket, she held the ball in a beautiful and graceful posture. She jumped high, her wrists became harder and she threw the ball even higher.
And the ball crossed a parabola!
Mo Zhengyan saw the quiet smile in Song Qiyue's eyes, this posture, this ball--
Clang——!
The ball spins on the hoop, but this time it is scored!
It was quiet all around, and no one could believe that a woman actually shot the ball in, and it was a three-pointer!
Qi Jian wondered, is this Miss Song a woman?
The handsome boy laughed, "I can't tell, you are amazing!"
"Hey, real people don't show their faces, it's me." Song Qiyue replied.
After the silence, the playground was in an uproar, and everyone's eyes fell on Song Qiyue!
A new round continues, but time is coming to an end.
Countdown countdown, 59, 58, 57...
At the last moment, Mo Zhengyan stepped forward calmly. He took the ball from Qi Jian in the air and finished the ten-minute game with a one-handed dunk!
哐!
The audience is bursting!
Song Qiyue walked over, "You don't have to work hard, you just scored a beautiful goal."
"You are not bad, in fact you are good." He lowered his head and said.
I don't know if I'm talking about this basketball or something else.
Song Qiyue saw his eyes with a serious smile.
She smiled and said, "Compared with you, I am still far behind."
The game ended successfully, without any doubt, Mo Zhengyan's team won.
He Sangsang delivered the high-heeled shoes and bent over and placed them at her feet.
When Song Qiyue went to put on shoes, Mo Zhengyan helped her and became her walking stick.
This scene was seen by others, and they only felt that it was so natural.
The few teenagers just ran over with a basketball, and the captain said, "I didn't expect you to be so good, wouldn't you be a professional player?"
"Do you look like me?" Song Qiyue asked with a smile.
The boy said, "You are at least in the school team, right."
"Hahahaha," Song Qiyue laughed, "I always wanted to go in, but I didn't have a chance."
At the end of the game, the group also left, leaving only one stadium of students to wait and see, as well as the losing team.
The ball fell from one person's hand, "Women are so powerful."
After leaving the basketball court, Song Qiyue's mood was brilliant.
"Hey? How can you make a three-pointer?" The handsome boy came over and asked.
"I'm born to be." Song Qiyue smiled.
"Why do you practice three-pointers?" The handsome boy was curious.
If she hadn't practiced before, she wouldn't be able to jump in, and her posture would be so accurate.
"Then tell me first, what is your name, and I'll tell you." Song Qiyue made an offer in exchange.
The handsome boy said, "My name is Mo Liyu."
"Your surname is Mo? Then you are..." Song Qiyue looked at Mo Zhengyan, then looked at him, "Are you his nephew?"
"I'm his brother." Mo Liyu said.
"Ha, brother, hello, Xiaoyu brother." Song Qiyue was embarrassed, and she didn't want this Xiaoyu brother to know that she was Mo Zhengyan's niece.
She is the youngest in this generation.
"I'm so happy today. Thank you for playing with me. I should invite you to dinner. But I still have to take care of things. I will definitely invite you to dinner next time." Song Qiyue joked, she was going to drive away. "Then I'm leaving now."
"Bye bye bye, everyone." She waved her hand and was about to run away.
Mo Yuyu yelled to her, "You haven't told me yet, why are you practicing three-pointers?"
Song Qiyue waved her hand, she turned and said, "Because I like Ah Shen!"
The group saw her walking far along the way.
After a long while, Qi Jian asked, "Who is Ah Shen?"
Mo Yuyu thought for a while, as if suddenly realized.
He smiled, "She was probably talking about a character in the comic "Slam Dunk", the marksman from Hainan, the chief scorer of Kanagawa, Ichiro Shinzun."
Because of a comic book character to practice three-pointers?
Mo Zhengyan frowned, but sighed, "Mischief."
"She and Sister Su Nan are a bit like." Mo Liyu smiled, both like comics.
"It's all nonsense." Mo Zhengyan whispered.
"Big brother, are you still accompanying the mess?" Mo Liyu asked rhetorically.
This stopped Mo Zhengyan.
It's not a nonsense.
He also went crazy with her.