A burst of warm applause rang out of the court.

The Chinese team members looked at each other and saw the helplessness in the other's eyes.

Although Pang Yuhan is a little stupid, his speed is faster.

It was the Chinese team Deng Yanlin's turn to kick off the ball and passed the ball to Tan Qingkai.

A teammate No. 12 with yellow hair on the other side forced him over. Tan Qingkai wanted to pass it to Brother Jun. Brother Jun was far away, so he passed it to Rong Chuanlin who felt better at the position.

Unexpectedly, Rong Chuanlin was running and looking at the beautiful cheerleader outside the court. The basketball hit him on the shoulder, jumped out, intercepted the opponent's No. 8 player, and immediately passed it back to Pang Yuhan, who had been waiting for the battle, and scored another shot. Four to zero.

Not long after, the score became ten to zero, and the archaeological team scored cleanly and neatly every time. Pang Yuhan scored six points alone, and screamed at the flower-savvy man everywhere.

The morale that the Chinese team had just aroused began to decline.

Their team has a mixed quality, high, short, fat and thin. They have only practiced to cooperate a few times and never played a single game. Despite their aggressive appearance, they were still very powerful and powerful by the archaeological team.

Seeing this, Liu Xiyue shouted: "Come on, don't be depressed! If you win, I'll treat you to a meal!"

Rong Chuanlin was excited and took the lead in dribbling to the midfield and shouted: "Song Baojun, guard the No. 7. Tan Qingkai on the opposite side, go and stop No. 4. Long Ya, cooperate with me! Others cover me, hurry up! Quick!"

"Passing the ball, don't think of being a lone hero." Tan Qingkai reminded.

"I! I am the basketball player Rukawa Kaede! The destined core, a natural star! No one can stop me!" Rong Chuanlin shouted while running the ball. In order to remain casual, he also had to look around.

"Where are you Rukawa Kaede?" The No. 4 Black man opposite him sneered and forced him over.

"I didn't see the character Chuan in my name?" Rong Chuanlin rushed to the left and made a fake move to pass the ball, lifting his right foot to break through from the right.

His fake moves were so clumsy that the big man was prepared for it, and he easily picked the ball away as soon as he reached out.

"Huh?" Rong Chuanlin had only time to make a shocked expression, his hands were empty, and he was still ready to move forward.

The big black man quickly turned around and gave the heavy vest to Rong Chuanlin, which made him stagger back and passed the ball to his teammates.

After several simple and quick passes, the ball scored again. The one who entered the basket was (Search for Zhang Junbao in Weixin, the comic of the same name was opened). Pang Yuhan.

Everyone was depressed and turned back. Tan Qingkai passed by Rong Chuanlin and couldn't help but say, "Oh! I'm still a sports committee member, and the ball was stolen in his hand."

"That's because you're too slow and didn't respond to me!" Rong Chuanlin refused to accept it and kept saying: "You stuck the chimpanzee's position in time, so I could rush to the frontcourt without any obstacles, and another dunk that shocked the whole game, so that the opponent could obey. Do you understand! Be smart next time!"

The chimpanzee he mentioned was the other party's number 4, a big black man with a shaped like Akagi Takaki.

"Yo, do you still have the fucking reason?"

Long Ya just felt helpless and said, "Okay, okay, everyone, say less."

After re-teletting, Tan Qingkai no longer considered Rong Chuanlin, but chose to pass the ball to Long Ya. Rong Chuanlin could only follow behind and look for opportunities.

For five minutes of the game, the ball finally fell into the hands of the team's small forward Song Baojun for the first time. The archaeological team No. 4, No. 10, and No. 7 Pang Yuhan immediately surrounded Song Bao's army.

The archaeological team had never seen Song Baojun play basketball, but saw that he was treated like a star in his class. It was expected that the ball skills must be excellent and he had to deal with it seriously.

Song Baojun never expected that he would be so focused on the enemy, and he became a little busy for a moment.

The archaeological team No. 4 and No. 7 blocked his possible pass route from both sides. Pang Yuhan was stuck in his position and said coldly: "Welcome to the Chazhou University Basketball League! Poor rookie!"

How could this sissy suddenly say such a thing?

Song Baojun calmed down and remembered that when he was undergoing training a few days ago, Teacher Gu mentioned the famous "trash talk" on the NBA arena.

Trash talk is not nonsense, but players on the field use verbal offense to put pressure on specific opponents, provoking, interfering, torture, humiliating, and even insulting, so as to achieve the purpose of distracting the opponent or losing control of his emotions.

Some basketball experts have been spitting out trash words throughout the game, making their opponents disturbed. For example, NBA Flying Jordan and the famous stinky mouth Payton, some commentators said: "Everything swearing is also one of Jordan's ultimate moves. Any player who plays with him will feel indescribable anxiety and annoyance."

Do you think I'm afraid of trash?

Song Baojun's vulgar personality has never met a decent opponent. He smiled and said, "The smell of perfume on your body is like the smell of feces. Only the septic tank is your destination. Coming to the basketball court is like lighting lanterns in the pit to find shit!"

"you……"

Taking advantage of his opponent's disgust, he held the ball in both hands and took a jump shot.

Pang Yuhan hurriedly raised his hands to block the block.

Unexpectedly, this was a fake move by Song Baojun. When Pang Yuhan was about to jump and lose his center of gravity, he quickly dribbled over the opponent and headed straight to the basket.

This is also one of the basketball game experiences taught by Teacher Gu. What is the most sensitive thing about the defense players to attackers? Of course it is shooting action.

Song Baojun holds the ball and is the offensive side. Pang Yuhan is the defensive side. Once Song Baojun makes a shooting posture, Pang Yuhan will inevitably react.

Originally, ordinary fake moves could not deceive the experienced opponent, but Song Baojun's vulgar personality and pretentious talent were too strong. When he acted casually, the realistic feeling was particularly strong and he was just coming to his face. Pang Yuhan only felt that if he didn't stop him, he would really shoot.

After easily escorting the enemy, Song Baojun was secretly proud and jumped towards the basketball.

A dark figure enveloped him.

The archaeological team No. 4 black man returned to defense in time, jumped high, and put out his hands, completely pressing Song Baojun under him, which seemed like a wonderful block.

At this time, Song Baojun had already taken off and was about to be blocked by the opponent. The result was very perfect, except for the process, there were a little flaws. Seeing this, the rest of the archaeological team were ready to blurt out with a good word.

Song Baojun had already smelled the other party's furry armpits pressing towards him...

It was when he was in mid-air that the Chinese non-famous otakus thought that he would never be fooled in front of all the beautiful cheerleaders, but he actually gave birth to a force out of thin air.

With the help of the light from the corner of his eyes, he hurriedly discovered his teammate's figure, so he turned the basketball on his back into a fishing ball, twisted his arm back, and made an imaginative pass in the air, sending the ball out from the back midfielder. The target was Rong Chuanlin who was catching up.

Bo! Rong Chuanlin never expected that Song Baojun would pass the ball at this time, and the ball hit the front, and fell back, with a red mark on his forehead.

The basketball was scattered outside the boundaries, and no one could successfully grab it, and no one paid attention to it. There was a burst of laughter on and off the court.

Rong Chuanlin got up in disgrace and said to cover up his embarrassment: "Hey, at least say hello before passing the ball next time."

Seeing that Brother Jun stopped his pass, Tan Qingkai was very angry and rushed forward and said, "You are just a fucking fart! Do you have to write you an application before I pass the ball?"

Rong Chuanlinqiang determined himself and said, "What do you mean? It's an objective fact that he doesn't spread well!"

"What? Do you dare to talk back?" Tan Qingkai shouted again.

Long Ya was once again separated between the two: "It's just a pass, there's no need to get entangled for a long time."

After the Archaeological team kicked off, after two clever passes at the angle, Pang Yuhan scored again with fourteen to zero. Now his total score has reached double digits, making him the most dazzling star in the game.

This Xihuaren has comprehensive skills, sharp breakthroughs and accurate shooting baskets make the score like taking a pouch, making Long Ya, who overlaps with his position, feel more stressful.

Long Ya had to ask Jun Ge, who was wandering around the game, to participate in the defense.

The game started again, and the Chinese system started very smoothly this time, forming a one-stop from the backcourt to the frontcourt. After Rong Chuanlin got the ball, he wanted to demonstrate a violent slam dunk in person, but unfortunately his way was blocked by his opponent, so he had to pass the ball very reluctantly to Song Baojun.

"Good opportunity, the Chinese team No. 10 is unguarded!" The commentator outside the field shouted into the microphone. The Chinese team played in a mess. It took so long to have an opportunity to attack. Of course, the commentator had to call twice.

Song Baojun no longer hesitated, jumped up with his feet, swung his arms, and shook his wrists. The basketball drew a graceful arc and flew towards the basket. At this time, everyone in the Chinese department held their breath and watched the trajectory of the basketball nervously, as if this ball was related to the peace of the world.

With a thump, the ball hit the rebound and rebounded into the basket. After several turns, it flew out again!

Everyone in the Chinese department was stunned, and even the cheerleaders forgot to shout.

The Archaeological Team's Takahashi Akagi grabbed the rebound without any surprise and threw the ball to the backcourt. Pang Yuhan scored another point.

The commentator had to smile dryly and said, "It's a very wonderful offensive and defensive battle, but unfortunately the Chinese team is not lucky."

Rong Chuanlin was so anxious that he paused repeatedly and said, "Damn! I won't go in! I'm wasting a chance."

"At the level of our class, it's normal not to enter." Long Ya said without any shame at all, "Otherwise, there wouldn't be more than ten in six games last year."

"I'll ask you to have some fighting spirit!"

When Song Baojun ran back to the backcourt to kick off, Pang Yuhan jogged past him, lowered his speed and leaned over, and whispered: "I said that you will regret it if you offend me. I never talked, I just talked with facts. The shame on the basketball court today is enough for you to remember for life."

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Chapter completed!