Chapter 446

On the basketball court, the change of ball rights means the reversal of offensive and defensive.

At the moment of receiving the ball, Wen Qianyan felt that an invisible chill came closer to all directions, as if there was something invisible to be approaching.

He immediately ran.

"Play basketball, should you all be there?"

Wen Jianyan turned his head and looked at the crowd in the stadium.

The rest looked at each other and nodded hesitantly.

Now that I have chosen this project, I naturally have a basic understanding of basketball. At least in school, or as an amateur hobby, it is limited to this.

A little, but not much.

Wen Jianyan saw their distress, he smiled slightly:

"It's okay, don't worry."

However, before the others were relieved, they only listened to the other party's calm and cheerful manner:

"I am almost the same as you."

Oh, almost the same, then ...

--Um???

Everyone is dumb.

Starting just now, whether it is understanding the rules or on the shooting and dribbling, this one seems very smooth, it is very reliable at a glance, but what is he talking about now ??

They didn't dare to look at Wen briefly, and almost couldn't believe their ears.

At this moment, the young man was running forward with the ball, and the white shirt was bulging in the wind, like a bird with a wing.

Whether in terms of expression or action, it seems that I am very good at this movement.

[Integrity first] Live room:

"Are you kidding?"

"Hahahaha anchor is deceiving again."

"But the question is, is there any need to lie? Now he is not ready to dress up a pig to eat tigers. Everyone obviously listens to him. Why is it timid at this time?"

"..."

"It's over, shouldn't he say that it would be true, right?"

It's really true.

Like other anchors present, whether it is basketball skills or mastery of basketball rules, Wen Jiayan is a downright initial level.

Understand that you can pretend to be forced, and occasionally you can play handsome on the court, but there is really no ability.

Basically, it is supported by the motor nerves.

There are only four street lights on the huge stadium, and all of which are dark.

Wen Jiaoyan retracted his sight.

He took the ball and still maintained a non -fouled, running and running.

"You run ten meters forward."

Wen Jianyan patted the shoulder of the anchor next to the next side.

He turned his head slightly and looked at the other side: "Hey, you."

The anchor who was clicked to the name panicked, and turned to look down subconsciously before realizing that the other party shouted himself.

"Go left rice, and then seven meters forward."

Wen Jian said.

Each of his instructions is simple, straightforward, and there is no possibility of misunderstanding.

Soon, Wen Jiaoyan stopped.

The yin -cold basketball was shot on the ground and made a uniform sound.

Wen Jiayan stood calmly.

"?"

Others don't know what he wants, so he had to stay in place and observe his next step.

[Integrity first] Live room:

"Why don't the anchor move?"

"I don't know ..."

"Generally speaking, shouldn't you bring the ball to layup after getting the ball? Why did he stand in the center of the venue?"

"And this is not illegal?"

The chill is closer.

Wen Jianyan felt that the skin on his arm was stirred up by the boundless yin, and the sweat of the back neck was erected.

In the dark, there are malicious things approaching.

The sight cannot be captured, and you can only feel that it has gradually existed with consciousness.

It's close.

The function of the body is alert to reflectively, the palms exudes cold sweat, the heart beating violently in the chest, Wen Jiayan can even hear the sound of his blood roar.

Wait a bit.

"Hey, what do you want to do?"

Someone has already been impatient.

They acknowledged that in the previous response process, the opponent's response did exceed ordinary people, and it did bluff them for a while. However, in this case, the control is also given to a match to win a game.

People with no experience in basketball ... somewhat hasty.

Not to mention, the other party's current actions are almost the same as suicide.

"Pass the ball to me, I can bring it!"

Some anchors began to move.

They urged:

"Hey, what are you doing? Talk!"

Wen Jian's words still didn't speak. He stared at the point in the air. He seemed to focus all his attention on it. The physical posture seemed to relax, but he was tight as a bowstring.

The swamp was overwhelmed and glared back at him: "Shut up."

Unlike other people, he really had a talk with each other, and the opponent's teammates, and also seen his ability. In this case, if anyone really can take them out, even win ... I'm afraid it is also

No second person.

Although I don’t understand why the swamp has changed so fast, but as a good buddy who is a righteousness, Tiger Brother Abao quickly opened:

"Shut your mouth!"

"Don't move all, just now my brother can stand wherever you stand, otherwise you just do it with us. Did you hear it?"

Due to the need to play basketball, there are not many anchors present. People standing on the same front on the same front and Wen Pianyan suddenly controlled the situation. At this moment, no one was silent.

Bang. Bang.

In the entire venue, the regular sound of basketball smashed on the ground.

At this moment, Wen Qianyan's body had tightened to the limit. His nose was rushed, his eyelashes trembled in chaos, and seemed to be resisting some kind of physiological instinct.

His eyes focused on the air, as if watching something, and seeing nothing, but simply "feeling" and "speculation".

The cold feeling rose from the soles of his feet and wrapped him tightly.

Under the palm, the original arc basketball seems to have begun to change. Under the action of the ball skin, it protrudes outward under the action of a certain force, as if there is something to try to break free from it.

Suddenly, his eyelids trembled, and under the suddenly raised eyelashes, there was a pair of shiny eyes.

"Brother Tiger, continue."

Wen Jian said.

In the next second, he jumped high, and the basketball in his palm was thrown out of a smooth arc, and he threw it in the direction of Tiger Brother.

"?!"

Brother Hu was shocked, almost almost no response, but after all, he was also an anchor who had gone through multiple copies. He was far away from consciousness. When he returned to God, the basketball had been sent to his hands.

Then, then

As soon as he started, he felt strong, almost making him shudder from the bones.
To be continued...