At this time, Jiang Nanyun found Ouyang Xuewei and sat with her in the audience, and asked, "Xuewei, why do you have time to watch the ball?"

"Oh! I'm just too bored, come and join in the fun." Ouyang Xuewei wouldn't tell Jiang Nanyun that she was visiting Ding Ning.

Jiang Nanyun was the same, and she smiled and said, "So coincidentally, so do I."

"Yeah! Then let's watch the football together!"

"good!"

"Beep!!!"

With the referee's whistle, the game officially began.

Yang Lin immediately started dribbling, rushed to Ding Ning to defend, and then made a fake move to try to deceive Ding Ning.

But Ding Ning had no intention of defending at all. Yang Lin was a little angry and asked, "Ding Ning, what do you mean?"

"It's nothing, you can continue." Ding Ning shrugged and looked at Yang Lin.

Yang Lin thought Ding Ning was just a pretentious person, so he ignored him and went around Ding Ning to make a layup.

Yang Lin got a point!

"Ah? No, right? Could this handsome Ding Ning can't play basketball?"

"They are so handsome, but still care about this? From now on, he will be my male god!" A girl stood up and shouted with love, "Come on Ding Ning!"

When the people around saw the girl standing up to cheer for Ding Ning, they all stood up and shouted, "Come on Ding Ning!"

This scene is not within the control of Yanglin’s two best friends!

Lu Liu and Liang Shuang could only look at each other, then shook their heads and spread their hands.

When Yang Lin heard them calling Ding Ning's name, his face suddenly turned dark. It was obvious that he scored the goal just now, why did he call Ding Ning's name?

Yang Lin threw the ball to Ding Ning in dissatisfaction and said, "It's your time!"

Ding Ning took the basketball and threw it twice, but he didn't look like he wanted to attack.

Yang Lin and others were impatient and said, "Ding Ning, kick off!"

"oh!"

I saw Ding Ning lifting the basketball on the spot, jumping gently in a very standard posture, and bringing the ball out.

Yang Lin's mouth raised slightly, and Ding Ning actually dared to directly shoot a three-pointer. This time he was sure to win.

Yang Lin waited for the opportunity and was ready to grab the rebound.

When Yang Lin turned around and prepared to pass, he was shocked by the scene in front of him.

I saw the basketball drew a graceful arc in the air, and then scored a hollow goal, and Ding Ning scored a point!

"nice shot!"

"yeah!!!"

Ouyang Xuewei and Jiang Nanyun both cheered happily.

Then the two looked at each other awkwardly and put down their hands clapping.

The two school beauties actually lost their composure just now!

However, the actions of the two school beauties made the girls around them even more excited, which was a joy.

"I didn't expect the male god to shoot so accurately!!"

"He looks so handsome when he shoots three points!"

Yang Lin's face suddenly turned blue and purple, and he began to wonder if these people were invited to cheer for him.

"Hmph! You guy is lucky!" Yang Lin said to himself.

"It's my turn!"

Yang Lin picked up the ball and said to himself that it was a draw now, and Ding Ning was just lucky.

Yang Lin started dribbling and was playing in front of Ding Ning, "Hehe! Ding Ning, look at my dribbling speed, can you grab my ball?"

Ding Ning shrugged and said helplessly, "Okay!"

"This will let you see how powerful I am!"

Yang Lin was full of confidence in himself. After showing off his popularity in front of Ding Ning, he used a fake move to bypass Ding Ning and headed towards the rebound.

But the next second, Yang Lin was stunned. He was slapping the air. The ball in his hand ran into Ding Ning's hand at some point.

How is that possible!!!

As a basketball school team, it can be said that they touch basketball every day, and their realm can be said that dribbling depends entirely on their feelings.

But... facing Ding Ning who knows how to do basketball, where did his ball go?

"Bang bang bang!"

Yang Linxun looked at the sound, and the basketball in Ding Ning's hand buzzed, and then threw the basketball out in the posture just now.

The same arc as before, the same result as before.

The basketball once again entered the basket accurately.

The score became 2:1.

The people in the audience cheered again, cheering for Ding Ning's good shot.

In the third game, Yang Lin was a little cautious, fearing that his ball would be taken away again.

The two goals Ding Ning scored just now must be because of good luck, and it must be!

Yang Lin approached Ding Ning carefully and said, "Ding Ning, you can't intercept the fool this time!"

As soon as Ding Ning finished speaking, Yang Lin instantly petrified.

Ding Ning took action quickly and accurately removed the racket from Yang Lin's hand. This action shocked Yang Lin's two best friends.

Fortunately, Ding Ning just racquetted the ball and did not snatch it. The ball was still in Yang Lin's hands.

Yang Lin took a deep breath and told himself that all this was his own mistake, and that Ding Ning was lucky, not real.

I am the forward of the basketball school team, so how could I be intercepted by someone else so easily?

All of this is an illusion, an illusion!

Yang Lin tried hard to shake his head, wanting to wake him up, but the score was still the same, and Ding Ning was still standing there.

This time, Yang Lin began to be cautious and could not be embarrassed.

Yang Lin plotted in his heart that Ding Ning could intercept him twice, probably because he had some basic knowledge. At the beginning, he said that he would not play to make him underestimate the enemy, but Ding Ning might not be as fast as he was to grab the board, and he might not be able to jump higher than himself.

So Yang Lin simply didn't go to the line and made a three-pointer by himself, so that he could regain some face for himself.

Yang Lin jumped decisively and sent out the ball in his hand. He felt good about himself, so this ball would definitely be able to enter!

But when he saw it after landing, his pupils began to magnify involuntarily.

Because Ding Ning also jumped up and jumped higher than him, and with his height advantage, he easily intercepted the basketball again.

Cut off again!!!

"Wow!!! I was blocked!!!"

"I'll go!!! It's amazing!"

Seeing this, Liu Bin was also excited and shouted, "Ding Ning! Ding Ning! Wuhu!"

With Liu Bin's rhythm, the whole audience began to boil. Everyone in the audience shouted at him. The whole stadium was filled with Ding Ning's voice, attracting everyone outside the stadium.

Yang Lin was completely confused. He had cut off several attacks by Ding Ning. He finally made up his mind to block the shot. In the future, he would probably be a joke on the field.

The ball rolled aside and had not yet left the boundary. Ding Ning picked it up and shot another one, and the ball entered the basket steadily.

Three to one, the winner and loser have been decided in such a score. Yang Lin no longer has the chance to turn around. Three minutes has come. No matter how hard he struggles, it will be three to two, and the result remains unchanged.
Chapter completed!