Chapter 296： I am not Myojin

Jiang Siming drove in, and such a beautiful Lamborghini attracted the attention of students.

It's hard to think about the beauty of this kind of car.

Parked the car near the basketball court, Lamborghini's scissor door raised, and Jiang Siming walked out of it holding the basketball.

The girls around screamed ‘excited’.

Xiaoxian recorded the expressions of these girls in perfect shots, and the female audience laughed as they watched, with a sense of honor.

They were like this just now. It seems that Myojin has not changed much in reality. You can see the expressions of these female college students.

"Hahaha, seeing them like this idiot seems to see myself."

"Don't look at my husband! What are you trying to do? A bunch of little bitches!"

"I'm in Shanghai, I'm going to the Conservatory of Music to see my husband!"

"Form a team, I'm in Kunshan, can I ask for leave tonight?"

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Xiaoxian reminded these barrages, Jiang Siming was really afraid that these water friends would ‘snipe’ him when he knew it, and immediately said:

"I just play basketball for a while. If you are not nearby, you don't need to come over, because I will leave after a while."

Jiang Siming said so that many female fans gave up the idea of ​​giving away thousands of miles.

Parked the car, Jiang Siming walked toward the basketball court, still followed by a group of female students, and even many bold girls came up to want Jiang Siming to call.

Jiang Siming refused one by one, he was here to play basketball, not to pick up girls.

Besides, the two most beautiful chicks in the Conservatory have been soaked away by him, and he doesn't like other rouge fans.

Jiang Siming simply refused, but the male viewers who watched the live broadcast saw angina.

"Why are the same men, the gap is higher than the sky?"

"Are you ashamed of those anchors who can't make fun of girls outside every night?"

"I feel that if Myojin does an outdoor **** show, the effect will definitely burst!"

"Myoshin, it's okay if you don't want the WeChat of these young ladies, but you can give it to us."

"The full man does not know that the hungry man is hungry, the drought and the waterlogging die..."

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Jiang Si clearly couldn't understand the "drought" of these people, because even before taking genetic medicine, he was very popular with girls. After all, the family genes are there.

Otherwise, where did Jiang Siming come from?

One by one the elementary school girls who refused to come to strike up a conversation, Jiang Siming knew that Wang Xinyi was in the cram room.

Wang Xinyi is now in her junior year, and her family wants her to pass the postgraduate entrance examination. Jiang Siming also agrees.

So now every Monday to Friday, Wang Xinyi stays in school and sleeps in the dormitory.

Jiang Siming didn't want to disturb her studying, so he didn't tell her.

When he came to the court, Jiang Siming found that there were people under the nearby basketball hoop. He could only choose to add teams.

"Brother, are you short of people? How about teaming up together?"

Jiang Siming came under a basket with fewer people and asked the boy who seemed to have only two people standing aside.

"Okay, it just happened that our roommate had a stomachache and shit. You can replace him, but neither of us can play well. How are your skills?" one of the boys asked.

"It's okay, no one here should beat me." Jiang Siming replied with a slight smile.

"I'll go, brother, although you look handsome, you can't blow it like that, but you should rebound well when you grow so tall. We rely on you for our rebounds." Another boy with bangs said, Jiang Siming replied. Take a nod.

The three of them waited for the end of the other group.

Normal school basketball is street basketball, the kind of three-on-three.

While the three were waiting, the inch-headed man looked at Jiang Siming several times, and finally asked, "Brother, you look like Myojin, did you find it?"

Jiang Siming showed a clear smile and said, "A lot of people say that. Myojin seems to be the one who plays games, right?"

"Yes, he plays PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds, super powerful, if you don't tell me, I really think you are him." The Cinchou said with a smile.

"The youngest, you are dreaming, how could he be Myoko, who is much more handsome than him?" The bangs boy said that he was a bit ‘beautiful’, so he rejected people who were more handsome than him.

"Haha, I also think I am him, he is a game anchor, how can I come to play basketball any time." Jiang Siming looked innocent.

The superb acting skills will fool the boy with the inch head, think about it, Myojin is the **** of the game, how can he play basketball without problems.

Jiang Siming escaped this wave, but the audience laughed and scolded Jiang Siming the chicken thief.

"Good performance, it's a pity not to act."

"Myojin, is it good for you to cheat your fans so much?"

"Haha, this man with bangs laughs at me."

"The blame can only be blamed on these two fools for not watching the live broadcast, otherwise they would recognize them."

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The audience's words were secretly conveyed to Jiang Siming by Xiaoxian. Jiang Siming smiled, quietly facing the direction of the camera, and winked mischievously.

Then a team was defeated, and it was Jiang Siming and Cuntou Man's turn.

Jiang Siming stepped onto the court. As soon as he stepped onto the court, he felt an unprecedented sense of familiarity, as if he was the king of this territory!

Jiang Siming also experienced this feeling in the swimming pool a few days ago.

It was a kind of unprecedented self-confidence that filled my heart, giving people a sense of ease of being able to easily win any honor in this respect.

"Serve, Peng Tao, how about you youngest, how come a newcomer is here?" The winning team threw the basketball to the inch-headed man, and looked at Jiang Siming curiously.

"Where did this buddy always feel to have seen him? Is it a star?"

The three people also began to doubt Jiang Siming.

No way, college students are very familiar with such new things as live broadcasts. Young people, the ability and time to accept things are not comparable to those of other age groups.

Jiang Siming didn't want to play basketball and turned into a friendly game, so he said to them quickly: "Don't want to bend just because I'm handsome, I'm not a star, let's tee off."

"Well, it should just look alike, kick-off!" The leader didn't think too much, and the two sides chose to start this simple three-on-three friendly match.

Jiang Siming's 1.87-meter tall is very conspicuous in it. Among the six people, the tallest is the thin and tall man who was just interviewed, but he is just over 1.80.

Jiang Siming is a head taller than him, and the others are even shorter.

Peng Tao, an inch-length man, wanted to try Jiang Siming's level and threw the ball towards him.

Jiang Siming easily took it with one hand, grabbed the basketball with one hand, just grabbed it, and let it hang upside down.

Everyone was a little surprised at first sight, this person seems to have had two problems.

The thin tall man on the opposite felt that Jiang Siming was pretending to be mysterious, and stepped forward first, wanting to shoot the ball in Jiang Siming's hand.

Jiang Siming was like a monkey and passed the ball from behind to his other hand. When the thin and tall man took a shot, Jiang Siming remained motionless.

He used both hands to shoot the ball in an NBA standard style, and he threw the ball lightly with his wrist.

The thin tall man wanted to jump up to the block, but the height of the ball far exceeded his bounce ability.

I can only trust this person to be a parallel importer, but I can’t put it in at all, but when I look back, this Jordan brand basketball goes into the basket in a hurry. It’s clean and tidy!

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Four more~