Chapter 89

It was Mu Baiye who came out. He replaced the emaciated Mo Liang center covered by the block.

"Look, it's Mu Baiye. He's so handsome. I didn't expect him to take part in the competition."

Zhou Ling grabbed Lin rourourou's arm and shook it twice with excitement. She didn't realize her gaffe until Li Yang and Lin rourourou looked strange. Her face suddenly turned red. She coughed twice and said, "I'm just a little excited to see an acquaintance. Really, brother Li, don't worry. I'll always support you in chasing our rourourou!"

Lin Rourou, Li Yang: "

Don't mention that selling a good relationship is taking advantage. Mu Baiye, who wears white clothes better than snow and has black hair bands on his forehead, attracted a lot of cheers as soon as he came on the stage. Of course, most of these voices came from the cheerleaders at the end of the cold and some flower crazy and resentful women. Tiandu supporters calmed down a lot, such as Wang Xuetong. This little girl jumped up to Li Yang and made comments with a sneer.

"Mo Liang is really no one. Replace a one meter nine big center and get such a little white faced uncle. Tut, playing ball is not selling faces. It looks good and hairy. I think they want to surrender... By the way, sister rourourou, that guy wants to soak you and pry the corner of my uncle?"

Lin Rourou's mouth twitched, his face was slightly red, patted Wang Xuetong and said, "what Prys the corner of the wall, children's home, don't talk nonsense."

"Children's words are not taboo. Besides, other people's children are not wrong." Li Yang took over the conversation and looked at Wang Xuetong with a smile: "yes, it's the grandson. I know that your sister Rourou has a master of famous flowers. I have to come up to destroy other people's feelings. It's not authentic."

"Hey, the third son's god horse is really the most hateful. Uncle, don't be angry. I'll send a text message to Chen Feng now and let his brother clean up the boy. Oh, dare to play... "

Wang Xuetong angrily took out his mobile phone, but just pressed the screen, and a burst of startling voices sounded from around.

Mu Baiye on the court suddenly accelerated and robbed Chen Dong who was dribbling the ball. Immediately, his toes were off the ground, an easy jump shot and three points into the net! Its movements are elegant and freehand, and its posture is natural and unrestrained. It is like playing social golf, rather than strong antagonistic basketball.

"Shit! Coincidence, absolutely coincidence. "

Wang Xuetong rubbed his eyes and muttered to himself.

In fact, there are not a few people who think the same as her. You know, Chen Dong is a star in the MBA. His skills are far from comparable to those of non-governmental amateurs. Being broken in this kind of game must be an accident.

However, the development of the following events exceeded the expectations of the audience. As soon as the ball opened and passed several times, it was in the hands of Chen Dong, the core figure of Tiandu team. After Chen Dong took the ball, he turned quickly and even passed two defenders. His left leg made a sudden force and his body jumped up. But at this time, a white shadow flashed from the side as fast as lightning, and Chen Dong's ball had not been thrown, The crackling sound sounded in the gymnasium.

Block a Shot!

Chen Dong, who was more than two meters tall, was blocked when he was preparing for the jump shot.

And the other party is mu Baiye, who just had a beautiful steal!

Bang bang! The basketball fell to the ground and popped up the sideline. Until the whistle sounded, the quiet gymnasium sounded in an uproar, "I'm not wrong, who covered Chen Dong's hat."

"What an amazing bouncing force, what a fast speed! Come on, call the reporter. This is NIMA's big news! "

In a word, the reversal was so sudden that people were completely unprepared. After Mu Baiye came on the stage, he would be overtaken by the score in just a few minutes. Chen dongsang of Harpy, who just showed himself, completely became a stepping stone for grief, setting off Mu Baiye's prince charming.

There are not a few people in this country who have a dark heart. Seeing Chen Dong on the altar, the abused immortal wants to die. The original wind direction has changed immediately. In addition to the real iron core, many fans transferred the cheers to Mu Baiye and hissed at Chen Dong, including Tiandu supporters.

A friendly match has become a little stale. The rest of the Tiandu team had no light on their faces, and Chen Dong was depressed and almost fainted. In other words, why did the Koryo team reach the top four of the world cup? The fanatical "red shirts" account for a large part of the reason. Not to mention others, just taking the ball and almost breaking through the clouds can make people explode in the small universe and double their combat effectiveness. Nowadays, there are more cheers and cheers in the stadium. Chen Dong has seen many big scenes, but he is also distracted by the treatment of ice and fire. When dribbling, he fell to the ground and sprained his ankle.

"Grass, where did this evil spirit come from?"

Wang Xuetong couldn't help but burst out a foul word. After Chen Dong was sent off, the form of Tiandu team became worse and worse. When he changed to the substitute, he didn't play for two minutes, but he was injured and rested, four to five. By the end of the third quarter, the end cool team was 15 points ahead.

"Sister Tongtong, what can we do? We don't have a substitute. We're playing. Don't we want to be abused into slag?"

The other girls on the cheerleading team are also worried. Students' mind is still relatively simple. They have a sense of belonging and honor. They hope their team can win. But now, the form is obviously unfavorable to Tiandu.

"What to do? How the fuck do I know what to do!"

Wang Xuetong stamped his feet and scratched his ears and cheeks anxiously.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up and saw Li Yang, "uncle, why don't you go up and count?"

"What?" Li Yang opened his mouth and said, "but I can't play!"

"Tongtong, forget it. I'm not sure the school leaders can find a substitute." A girl was worried and said, "the uncle looks more than 30 years old. He has old arms and legs. Let him play. What can I do for him?"

Li Yang: "

More than thirty? Sister paper, your eyes grow on your feet?

I'm only twenty-six. I'm in full bloom!

Brother Bingwang was so angry that one Buddha came out of the body and two Buddhas ascended to heaven. He almost couldn't resist it. He rushed forward, lifted up the sister's paper sailor skirt, and pumped hard at the well-developed little ass. Paralysis, lying at such a young age, can you do it when you grow up?

"Uncle, are you a little ambitious? Ya dug your corner face to face and almost stepped you out of the Xiang. Can't you go up and clean him up?" Seeing that Li Yang didn't respond, Wang Xuetong couldn't help urging.

"Xuetong, playing basketball is not boxing. Can someone be the opponent of others? He's only disgraced when he goes up. You'd better not force him. "

At this time, Lin rourourou's disdainful words also sounded.

Li, who was originally light hearted and superficial, immediately felt that his dignity and personality had been trampled and insulted.

"Are you challenging me?" The little face sank and shook his sleeves. Just as Lin Rourou was about to speak, Li Yang grabbed Wang Xuetong and walked under the stand, "OK, I accept your challenge, Lin Rourou, see clearly, your man... Is destined to be unparalleled in the world!"

"I'm sorry!" Zhou Ling covered her mouth and said, "brother Li is so domineering today."

"Domineering fart, smelly hooligan!"

Lin Rourou spat softly, and her face became hot when she was watched by all kinds of eyes around her.

On the other hand, brother Bing Wang, who was conscious of having a tiger but sniffed the roses like a forced dealer, just to take care of those ordinary people's emotions, had stabbed into the rest area. The director's daughter still has a lot of face in school. Anyway, it's not a formal game. She dropped her bag indiscriminately. Li became Zhao's cousin and changed into a blue jersey.

"Wang Xuetong, do you think if I tie a hair band or something, do I look more puffy?"

"Er, uncle, to tell you the truth, if you want to beat that little white face in modeling, it's impossible in your life." Wang Xuetong held his clothes, looked at Li Yang, and looked at Mu Baiye in the distance. He said a little reluctantly, "let's take the flow of technology, speak with strength, and let others have nothing to say."

“……”

Li Yang's head drooped and his momentum just brewing was in perfect contact with his gloomy teammates.

Toot! At this time, the whistle sounded and the fourth quarter began.

Seeing Li Yang walking into the field, Mu Baiye Jianmei picked it up and sneered, "Oh, it's really a green headed fly. You can meet you anywhere."

"Who admires the strong smell of excrement on brother? This is fate! "

"Hum, sharp teeth and sharp mouth. I advise you to stay away from Rourou, otherwise..."

"Or your sister!" Li Yang rolled his eyes and said, "I'm here to play. I don't have time to talk to you. Mu Bailian, are you ready? I'm going to abuse you... Ah Le?"

Before he finished, he heard a burst of cheers. Li turned his head and found that the Mo Liang forward had broken through the defense of his careless teammates, a beautiful layup and opened the score again.

"... please, three people can't guard against one. Will you cheer up!" Li Yang's eyes twitched.

"It's no use, man. The score gap is too big. We'll lose."

"Yes, just make do. Just finish it. The opponent is too fierce. Even Chen Dong has been abused. We certainly have no hope. "

Li Yang was speechless. Nima, sure enough, is not afraid of God like players, but afraid of pig like teammates. These goods are the same as frost playing eggplant. They are weak in speech. They also play a knitting game!

While talking, Tiandu team sent out the ball, but unexpectedly, it spread to the air. A white shadow passed by quickly and copied the ball in his hand. Who else can there be? He ran forward lightly. The basketball in his hand was like a living butterfly, swirling around his body. In the dense sound of shooting, Mu Baiye swayed past the joint defense of the two people and rushed to the basket frame of Tiandu team with a dazzling fake action comparable to street fancy basketball.

White clothes are better than snow, black belts are flying, and Mu Baiye, who jumps high, is handsome. It's a mess.

"Brother white horse, I love you!"

At this time, no matter the girls in the cool cheerleading team at the end of the field, or the hot beauties and sexy young women in the stands, they hold their breath with peach eyes and red faces. As soon as the dunk is over, they shout to vent their admiration. However, at this time, a blue shadow suddenly jumps up, and the last one comes first than Mu Baiye, Slap the basketball in his hand