"Well, junior, they seem to be serious. Do we really want to fight them?" Liu Xiaojun is a senior in the acting department. Logically speaking, seniors should be very busy and don't have time to participate in these activities or anything else. However, in the art department, there is really no one who can deal with the sports department, so he used him, who had a strong basketball strength in the art department, as a foreign aid and coach.

Logically speaking, this should be the case, but at this moment, their backbone seemed to have become the youngest one in their team.

They didn't know where this person came from, they only knew that he was from the performance department, but they had never seen him before. When the tactical exercises were about to end in the morning, they suddenly appeared in their training ground and said they wanted to join.

At the beginning, he didn't think so. Seeing that he was less than 1.75 meters tall, he ignored him and planned to shoot a few more balls before he could leave. However, this guy ran over and snatched the ball from their hands before they could react. He dunked a loud basket on the head of the highest and most powerful center in the basket.

Such strength has to be taken seriously. Just as they were considering whether to let him join, he suddenly made a one-on-five arrogance request.

As a result, he dribbled the five of them just by dribbling, came to the unguarded penalty area, and if no one walked out of the three-point line, he leisurely shot a three-pointer and entered the basket hollow.

Such strong strength allowed Liu Xiaojun, who was the captain, to see hope. It turned out that there were such masters who were hiding and hiding, and no longer cared about whether he had cooperated with them and whether he would offend people. He directly changed the position of a defender according to his wishes.

Originally, they were training with the intention of losing, just to prevent themselves from losing too badly. However, when they saw the master who suddenly appeared, they seemed to see hope. Even the one who was replaced had no complaints and was willing to be a substitute and cheered them on the bench.

"What are you trying to hit? The muscles on the opposite side are piece by piece, and they hurt when they hit. What should I do if I get hurt? It's not cost-effective." The small autumn shirt number was zero. She glanced at the sports department opposite, which was almost full of anger, and shook her head.

"Isn't that just to anger them? Compared to honor, we don't care about these things. Men just need to be a man." He is a center in the art department, with a relatively strong figure, a good face, a buzz cut, and a very masculine manly.

"Then weren't the words I said to them just in vain?" The Zero team silted speechlessly, "Wait, we should attack, we should attack as usual, get the ball, and shoot directly as long as they have a good position. As long as they play hard, you can move out of the position, so as not to get hurt or waste your energy. Of course, it's not to do nothing. After they break through or shoot, don't talk, show them an obvious and intentional expression to them, and also show them to the audience. Can it be done?"

"That's not simple. The three of us performing departments, one photography department, acting, it's not as simple as eating." A player who plays the role of a small forward laughed and understood what he meant.

"But if we do this, how should we score? Pass the ball to you?" Liu Xiaojun, as the captain, still valued the result. He finally found a strong player and didn't want to give up the game directly. After all, this was his last game in this school, so he wanted to leave something behind.

"Don't pass it to me, just fight as usual. I don't plan to reveal my strength before Xiao Yunlong comes on the court." A playful smile appeared on the corner of the No. 0 player's mouth.

"But..." Liu Xiaojun's eyes showed concern, and he wanted to say that if he didn't take action, they probably wouldn't be able to wait for Xiao Yunlong to play. But if that felt that relying too much on others would disrupt the morale of the pre-match, he didn't say it.

"Don't worry, just play as usual, open your eyes wide, see the ball I pass, and shoot if you are sure. Believe me, you will definitely win. If you lose, I will eat basketball on the live broadcast." Player Zero patted Liu Xiaojun on the back and smiled confidently at them.

"Both sides are in place!"

The referee's voice rang, the whistle was placed beside his mouth and the basketball was held in his hand.

The centers of both sides came to the jump ball point and prepared to jump ball.

"Look, let's see how grandpa teaches you how to be a human being." Wang Zihao showed a cruel smile at the center of the art department.

drop--

Taking off, Wang Zihao touched the ball first and transferred the ball to a player on his side. His player began to dribble the ball forward. Both players also moved their positions with the ball. The referee followed him and did not notice that Wang Zihao's knee was deliberately bent a little while his body was falling, and directly kicked the art center who was about to return to defense.

"Ah—" The art center forward let out a brief cry of pain, his center of gravity became unstable, and he fell to the ground with one knee, while Wang Zihao ran past him and said leisurely, "By bye."

"Damn." He was hit and saw that the referee's sight had not seen at all. He clenched his fists, stood up, and wanted to rush forward directly, but he felt the look of player Zero and shook his head slightly at him.

"Give me the ball." Wang Zihao, who succeeded in the attack, was about to get the ball, and rushed directly towards Liu Xiaojun who was defending in the penalty area, like a fierce horse.

When the body was about to pretend to be inertia and could not hold back and hit Liu Xiaojun, Liu Xiaojun, who had originally set up a defensive position but planned to defend himself, suddenly pulled away and gave up the empty seat directly.

Wang Zihao, who was too aggressive and had nothing to cushion, opened his eyes wide and said intimately that he was not good. He was already under the basket in the penalty area and flew out of the field with the ball. However, his physical fitness as an athlete made him throw the ball towards a player before his body landed.

"bump."

Wang Zihao fell to the ground with heavy body, gritted his teeth and stood up, preparing to return to the field again, but it was found that the two teams were no longer here and ran to them, "Damn, what's going on? Is it a waste, can't even receive that ball?"

It turned out that when Wang Zihao's ball was about to be passed to his players, he was suddenly stopped by one hand and almost hit the other half of the court. The center who jumped and fell down at the beginning did not come back or why, appeared directly at the sports department's basket, caught the ball, made a jump, and dunked with both hands.

"jump!"

The Art Department took the lead in scoring.
Chapter completed!