Although he hated lingjue no longer, now he has no way.

He can only roar, "defend, stop lingjue."

Now don't pray to score, just pray that the opposite side can't score.

Dusk Aonan defends and is ready to stop lingjue at any time.

Lingjue is standing under her own rebounds, clapping the ball in her hands.

Mu Aonan also wants him to delay like this. As long as the second half time is up, their goal score will exceed that of the opposite side.

People frown, too. What is lingjue dragging?

I'm not going to pitch yet. Time's up.

"Here you are."

Suddenly, Ling Jue threw the ball to Lu yilie. "You come in."

Lu yilie opens his eyes incredibly. Is he OK?

"Don't you want Qi Ye to call you ye? Now you've given up on yourself? " Lingjue chuckled, "I'll help you."

Lu yilie looks at his smile, holds the ball in his hand, calms down in his heart and pulls out a smile. "OK."

He began to attack, Ling Jue gave him the way, let him pitch.

Dusk Aonan looks at Lu yilie and despises him. He knows what Lu yilie can do. He can't play basketball at all.

Sure enough -

a group of people stopped the opposite side, Lu yilie ran into the circle, jumped up and threw the ball. When people were worried, the ball slowly fell down, and finally fell In the hand of Mu Aonan,

"come on Lingjue is like the wind. As soon as the ball falls into the hand of dusk Aonan, she grabs it and throws it to Lu yilie, who looks red. "Keep throwing."

Lu yilie catches the ball and looks at lingjue's trusting smile. Suddenly, he thinks of his uncle. He also wants to make himself a talent

Clenched the basketball, Lu yilie abandoned the idea in his heart and threw the ball quickly.

When he can't score, lingjue will take the ball back to him.

Let him keep throwing.

People don't quite understand lingjue's meaning, but Lu yilie's technique they see, he can't throw in the first few goals.

But later, he gradually found the secret. Lingjue threw several of them to him, and he put them in.

Trees and others also have confidence. Although they are very tired, they suddenly feel a lot easier when they look at lingjue's expression like playing.

"Ten minutes to go." Lu yilie gasps at the big screen in the audience, which shows that there are still ten minutes to finish the game.

The ball is now in the hands of Aonan. Lingjue chuckles, "how many balls will make them more angry?"

Basketball as we all know, three points are thrown outside the three-point line, and two points are thrown inside the two-point line.

Lu yilie's pitches are all within one point line. Although he has scored ten goals, his score is still eight points lower than that of the opposite side.

After Mu Chen answers a word, "one."

Lingjue hooks the corner of her mouth. Yeah, one, just one point. The opposite side should be angry.

In the next match, lingjue was in the water, but also let the opposite mu Aonan score a few goals.

All of a sudden, the opposite side surpassed them a little.

People in the audience wondered why lingjue was not as powerful as before?

Everyone in class A1 is very nervous. Is Ling Jue tired?

And class A2 is very excited. Lingjue can't do it. Hahaha!

There are five minutes left in the game. They are sure to win!

"Spring breeze! War drums! The boys in class A2 are the most charming! "

A group of girls screamed. Is their class going to win?

Good!!

Two days off!!