Chapter 3267： This man really has a bad heart (3)

Song Shijun followed, stimulating him, "Are you afraid? Last time, I was in a bad state, and you were lucky to be able to tie. You know very well that if you come again, you will definitely lose!"

This is unbearable.

Qi Ran stepped back and looked back at him with cold eyes.

Han Qiqing hastened to be a peacemaker, "No more, Qi Ran doesn't want to fight, so forget it, don't force him."

Song Shijun let out his hand, "Okay, I'm forcing you, lest you lose, and it's boring to say that I forced you."

Han Qiqing glared at him and dragged him forward.

"Let's go, you go and find someone to play."

"it is good."

A cold voice sounded behind him.

Song Shijun and Han Qiqing paused at the same time, looking back, looking at Qi Ran.

Qi Ran's cold eyes were slightly raised, "Then fight, who wins, who has the right to speak, how?"

Song Shijun felt the opponent's aura.

This is interesting.

He chuckled and smiled. "Okay, only those who have gambling are interesting. How do you want to gamble?"

Qi Ran came to him and looked at him.

"Anyway, it's me who wins anyway."

So arrogant?

Song Shijun has not seen anyone who dares to be so arrogant in front of him in his life.

He grinned. "The loser is definitely not me."

As for what are the stakes?

Who cares!

Winning or losing is the most important thing.

Han Qiqing felt the gas field they were on the verge of, and was a little worried. He said to Qi Ran, "You don't need to care about what he said. If you don't want to fight, just stop fighting."

Song Shijun was unhappy when he heard this, "Hey! Qiqing, you traitor, whose side are you on?"

Han Qiqing laughed and hurried back to him.

"Of course I'm on your side."

Hearing that, Qi Ran raised her brow and stared at her.

He said quietly, "Qi Qing, can you cheer me on?"

Han Qiqing did not expect that he would take the initiative to say.

After all, the two were at the same table, and it seemed not good to refuse.

She shuddered. "That ... I'll cheer you both up!"

Song Shijun said, "No! Do you want to pedal two boats? No! You can only choose one!"

Qi Ran met his eyes and rarely agreed with him.

"Yes, you can only choose one."

So the bet was born.

Whoever wins is Han Qiqing's side.

Han Qiqing always felt strange.

At this time, the three have entered the basketball hall.

The classmates nearby noticed the situation between the three people from a distance and came to see it long ago.

Outside the field, not only the students in class S of high school, but also other students in physical education.

On the court, Song Shijun and Qi Ran stood face to face.

Song Shijun supported the basketball with his hand, walked in front of Qi Ran, and provoked his lips provocatively, "How do I feel like you are shorter than before? Did you eat too many short melon?"

Putting garbage words.

Qi Ran glared coldly, "You have so much nonsense, so do you use your mouth to play? The strong mouth king?"

Song Shijun laughed. "My mouth is really good. Do you want to try?"

Then, he threw the ball to Qi Ran.

Qi Ran caught the ball and returned to him.

"You kick off."

Song Shijun raised an eyebrow and threw the ball to him again, "You kick off, lest you say I bully you."

Qi Ran did not refuse this time.

This time, instead of three to three like last time, but one to one, the ratio is strength.

Although Song Shijun is not as good as Yin Shaoyu, he is more confident in himself than ordinary people.