This picture completely stimulated Zhu Fengming.
Zhu Fengming angrily stepped forward, grabbed Zeng Shao's hand, pulled her behind him, and scolded her: "Zeng Shao, do you still have a conscience?! I'm testing him, and you're still doing things! Don't fall in love. This brain is gone."
"You have no brain!" He was very dissatisfied with his scolding.
"Go, go, go." He pulled her away. "You stay away and don't disturb our duel!"
Once passed speechless pie mouth, silently back to one side.
She knows that Zhu Fengming is for her own good, but is it too wide now?
Zeng passed and stood beside him, looking at Gu Qingrong tightly, and his eyes motioned him-give up if he couldn't.
Gu Qingrong looked at her, did not speak, and then bent down. When dribbling, he was skillful and skilled, not like a person who could not play.
"Zhu Fengming, are you ready?!"
Zhu Fengming also bent down and was ready to stop the ball. "Cut the crap! Come on!"
A boy next to him, as a judge, gave an order, and they dribbled and stopped the ball like crazy.
Gu Qingrong was quick-eyed and took advantage of his distraction to jump quickly and throw the ball into the net completely.
Gu Qingrong scored one point successfully.
After Zhu Fengming realized that he underestimated the enemy, he was more focused in the second match, staring at Gu Qingrong's ball and stopping his ball again and again.
In this gap, Zhu Fengming successfully grabbed the ball and quickly threw it into the basket.
There are only five minutes left in the game.
On the court, Zhu Fengming scored 7 points and Gu Qingrong scored 6 points.
At that time, Zhu Fengming had completely gained the upper hand. As long as he stopped Gu Qingrong from shooting for the next five minutes and prevented him from hitting, he would win the match.
Arguably, Gu Qingrong should feel anxious.
But this guy, looking very in no hurry, even stood outside the third line, dribbling all the time and staring at Zhu Fengming.
Zhu Fengming saw that he did not move, he did not move, always staring at each other's next actions.
Time began to pass bit by bit...
Just as the referee counted down to ten, the mouth was from ten, nine and eight...
Suddenly-
Gu Qingrong made a perfect jump and quickly threw the ball into mid-air while Zhu Fengming was slightly distracted and unable to respond...
Therefore, under the sight of everyone, the basketball drew a perfect radian in mid-air, like a parabola, and fell firmly into the... basket.
All the people present were stunned.
Gu Qingrong threw the ball in situ and won.
At that moment, Zhu Fengming just wanted to scold the grass and his horse.
He was careless!
Unexpectedly careless!
Even let Gu Qingrong have the chance to throw a 3-pointer!
Shit!
Zhu Fengming was very dissatisfied and came angrily directly. He was stopped in front of him by Zeng Shao.
"Zhu Fengming, admit defeat! Don't hit people!" I tried to