"Boy, I heard that you are very bullish. You defeated our CBA preparatory youth athletes, and let him run naked in public. Isn't it a drag?"
Zeng Wending had already walked to Jiang Siming at this time, lowered his head slightly and looked down at Jiang Siming.
With a height of 195 meters, you can indeed look down at Jiang Siming.
However, no matter how big or tall he was, he couldn't take advantage of Jiang Siming in terms of momentum.
Jiang Siming patted the basketball in his hand and asked casually: "It looks like you want to stand up for him? A current player from the CBA?"
"Hehe, you know it, I don't want to bully you, but Ahao is my favorite youth athlete, he is already considered our CBA person, if you insult him is equivalent to insult our CBA."
Zeng Wending finished speaking and pointed to Huang Yuhao behind him and said to Jiang Siming: "I don't make it difficult for a junior like you. Just like him, if you take off your clothes and run 20 laps, this matter is considered flat."
"Why, just rely on your five big and three rough styles? A CBA player, I'm sorry I didn't take it seriously." Jiang Siming counterattacked.
What made the students of the Conservatory of Music admire Jiang Siming was the five-body slogan. Brother, you are my brother, so if you dare to say this to you, you are confident and you must obey!
Zeng Wending laughed, and laughed loudly.
"You have said so, what else can I do? Let me see your level. The bet is the same as Ahao. Dare to come, big master?"
Zeng Wen challenged Jiang Siming.
Dignified CBA current player, this is one of China's top basketball players, and now he takes the initiative to engage an ordinary person.
This sounds like a bully, just like Jiang Siming finds a passerby player with less than 2000 points to PK in PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds. Everyone does not need to consider the outcome.
"I rely on this to be realistic and shameless!"
"How can a dignified basketball player compare his skills with a game anchor?"
"If you have the ability to compare with someone from the NBA, what's the point of screaming here! What a big tail wolf!"
"Already @CBA Basketball Association, see them ashamed of Zeng Wen."
"I, a CBA fan, are embarrassed for him."
...
The audience in the live broadcast room was filled with indignation, fighting for Jiang Siming.
At the same time, everyone felt that Jiang Siming couldn't agree. Whoever promised would be a fool.
"Okay, just let me see how good the CBA's skills are. Besides Yao Ming and Yi Jianlian, there are other players who can do well."
Jiang Siming's words did not play the cards according to common sense.
Zeng Wending decided that this was a fool, an arrogant fool, and he must severely teach this ignorant boy!
The two returned to the court.
"Forget the penalty, I'll let you get the first ball." Zeng Wending said the same thing as Jiang Siming just now.
"Don't grab my lines, if you don't want to accept my handicap, then take a penalty." Jiang Siming shrugged.
Zeng Wending smiled and said: "Okay, then penalty kick, how about three-pointer?"
Penalties at the three-point line are much harder than the two-point line.
"No problem." Jiang Siming answered without thinking.
The two stood outside the same three-point line, one left and the other right.
Zeng Wending took the lead, took two shots and became familiar with the feel of the shot, and then decisively shot the basketball.
Huh!
Accurate basketball into the basket!
The students around cheered.
Huang Yuhao and Zhang Wei shouted beautifully, and acted as ball pickers under the basket, picking up the basketball that had fallen under the backboard and threw it towards Jiang Siming.
And the strength is great, just want to find a chance to make Jiang Siming suffer a bit first.
Jiang Siming caught the basketball with ease, and threw it directly without looking at him or patting the familiar touch.
The basketball drew a parabola and entered the basket precisely, and the students cheered louder.
If both sides have made a hit, they will continue to vote until one of them misses.
Zeng Wending takes the ball again, shoots, and hits again!
Switched to Jiang Siming again, shot and hit again!
...
The two each made six consecutive three-pointers, all of which were made.
But compared to Jiang Siming, who hits the ball without hitting the basket every time, Zeng Wending made several of them only after hitting the board or hitting the basket.
Even many students who don't know much about basketball can see the gap between them.
So every time Zeng Wending scored a goal, there was less applause. On the contrary, after Jiang Siming scored a goal, the stadium was thunderous.
Zeng Wending naturally noticed that in order to save face, he also forcibly adjusted his angle, trying to get into the net like Jiang Siming.
But the ball bounced from the basket and didn't score.
Only Jiang Siming was left below, and hundreds of pairs of eyes stared eagerly.
Jiang Siming was not nervous, he took the ball and threw it out. The basketball rolled in the sky several times, and finally... a hit!
Oh!
The cheers at the scene almost overturned the night sky, and even the dark clouds seemed to be scared away.
"What kind of excitement, it's just that I won the penalty kick." Zeng Wending said strangely, and walked inside.
Regardless of what he said, Jiang Siming walked slowly beyond three cents. In Zeng Wending's eyes, Jiang Siming was deliberate.
He threw the ball to Jiang Siming with bad eyes, and waved at him.
Jiang Siming cooperated with him very much. He moved to the inside while dribbling the ball, moving fast.
The movements in his hands are faster, and Jiang Siming's skillful dribbling under the hips and behind is like eating and drinking.
The basketball is like a magnet in Jiang Siming's hands, and he cannot do without his hands.
Zeng Wending stared at Jiang Siming's movements earnestly, pressing down his body, spreading his arms, and assumed a standard defensive posture.
Jiang Siming had been prejudged a few advance steps, and he couldn't rush inside.
Zeng Wending himself thought that he stuck Jiang Siming outside the inside line, but it was only in the blink of an eye that Jiang Siming's body sprinted forward suddenly.
Zeng Wending immediately leaned over to intercept, but Jiang Siming hooked the basketball that was originally going to shoot forward with one hand at low altitude!
The moment he hit the basketball, he turned in a circle, and his sneakers made a nice rubbing sound on the floor.
While turning around, the basketball in Jiang Siming's hands landed again, but the direction completely changed.
Zeng Wending secretly said a terrible cry, and wanted to turn around to remedy it, and tried his best to'push' the huge body to the other side.
But Jiang Siming seemed to be joking with him. He turned around again and broke through in his previous direction.
Zeng Wending still wanted to continue to remedy it, but the inertia of his body had already forcibly changed the direction once before, and the energy didn't slow down.
Now that he forcibly twisted the direction again, Zeng Wending's legs trembled twice, and finally fell to the ground.
The whole audience and the audience in the live broadcast room were so shocked that their jaws fell. Jiang Siming knocked the CBA player down? This is a joke!
But the facts were in front of him, Zeng Wending was deceived by Jiang Siming's several fake actions, and finally fell to the ground.
But Jiang Siming made a layup easily, and finally jumped up and made another dunk to score the first point.
On the court, blocking and shaking are of the same nature, and they are very embarrassing.
Zeng Wending suffered such a big loss, and he was frustrated, but he held back his anger and got up and went outside the three-point line.
After getting the ball, Zeng Wending rushed past Jiang Siming.
He just wanted to make Jiang Siming suffer.
With a height of 195 meters and a weight of 190 kilograms, he is like a human head tank. As a center, he is very oppressive when he crashes.
Many people began to worry about Jiang Siming, if this is hit, Jiang Siming will probably be hit and fly.
This wave of Jiang Siming should hide.
Everyone thought.
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Four more changes~ There is one more change, three in the afternoon!