Chapter 697

The game was just over and everyone was not on the court.

He was alone in the middle.

Brush, the whole audience focus on him again.

Facing yingmu, Ding Yi said with a smile, "basketball is a whole sport. It's not surprising that your school team wins our department. Come on, you come down, I'll fight with you alone."

"You just played half-time, don't say I bully you, you can have a rest, and then I play with you for half an hour, as long as you can score one, even if you win."

Ding Yi's voice is very small, but it spreads all around, and everyone can hear it clearly.

"If you score one, you win."

"Yeah, this is my boss." He Yang was very excited and yelled.

"Ding Yi." Zou Zheng also waved and yelled.

"Ding Yi." The Department of archaeology started with a few calls, then more and more.

Zou Zheng calls Ding Yi, and the Department of archaeology is also calling Ding Yi.

A lot of people who are not from the Department of archaeology are joining in.

Because we all know that Ding Yi wants to play basketball with yingmu.

And as long as you win one, you win.

Jordan didn't dare to say that when he came.

But that's what Ding Yi said.

"Yes." Win wood grimace, a will be the upper body of the Jersey to take off, revealing inside the strong and developed muscles, immediately lead to the scene of many girls scream.

He strode into the court with a basketball: "I don't have to rest. I play with you for five minutes. If you can let me not score for five minutes, you will win." Not to be outdone, he reduced the time to five minutes.

What do you count? Jordan did not dare to say that he would not let me score in half an hour when he came. There was not much difference between winning wood and professional players.

Even if the main force of the national team is here, I can't say that he can prevent winning wood for half an hour, so that he won't score a goal.

It's almost impossible.

"Whoa, woo woo." The cheerleaders of the school team began to stir up the atmosphere.

"Five minutes, right?" Ding Yi said with a smile, "are you sure it's five minutes?"

"Five minutes." Winnie gritted her teeth.

"In five minutes, I'll hit you with one hand." Ding Yi put one hand behind him and stretched out his right hand.

"Wow, Ding Yi." Zou Zheng is shouting again, the scene again a wave of high tide.

Win with one hand?

At this time, except for the people in dormitory 112, everyone else thought Ding Yi was crazy.

Either Ding Yi is joking.

Ding Yi is shorter and thinner than yingmu. He has never played basketball at all. No matter inside or outside, he is far inferior to yingmu. Now when he says that he wants to play yingmu with one hand, there is nothing to describe Ding Yi except using X and madness.

"Ha ha." Yingmu also laughed: "Ding Yi, you can beat me with one hand. I'll sit here and climb back to my dormitory."

Win wood also angry, Jordan in front of me also dare not say so, you what? Stimulate me? Trying to piss me off? impossible.

He made an oath on the spot.

"Ha ha." Ding Yi also laughs: "no, I'm going to win. I'll be your boss in the future. You should be honest and obedient."

"Well, I'm going to win. Climb back." Yingmu doesn't want to be Ding Yi's boss. He just wants Ding Yi to climb out and make a fool of himself.

"Well, that's settled." Ding Yi doesn't think so.

The single choice and conditions of both sides shocked the whole school immediately.

Ding Yi won wood with one hand, but he had to climb back when he lost. After a while, there were many students around him, which was more exciting than the professional competition.

Single pick is generally in the half court, both sides take turns to attack, one side attack, one side defend.

Just now the referee continued to be the referee, he took the ball into the field, asked the two: "who is the first to attack?"

"Whatever."

"Whatever."

The two spoke in unison.

The referee shrugged and ignored them, throwing them up.

Whoosh, as soon as he said casually, yingmu flew up and grabbed the basketball with one hand. His hand was so big that he could grab the basketball with one hand. Then he crossed Ding Yi with his feet in the air. He dribbled like the wind, Deng Deng Deng, several times to the bottom of the basket.

In his Yu Guangzhong, Ding Yi has been left behind by him. He has made a perfect breakthrough in Ding Yi.

"Hum" five minutes, one ball will kill you.

He takes off in place, leans back, swish, and shoots the basketball.

He has a good hand on the ball and is 90% sure to score.

It almost occurred to him that Ding Yi would climb back later.

But just as he was about to release the ball, suddenly another hand appeared in the air.

Ding Yi, who is ten centimeters shorter than him, can jump higher than him.

Bang on his ball.

He didn't see how Ding Yi appeared.

Ding Yi blocked the ball like an adult patting a child. He just shot the ball out.

Wow, there was a scream at the scene.

As the saying goes, the onlookers see clearly.

Yingmu has no time to see how Ding Yi moves, but others can see clearly.

Ding Yi followed him when yingmu was walking with the ball. It seemed that Ding Yi was not worried at all. Just when yingmu was about to take off, Ding Yi suddenly took off too. The distance was still a little far. He jumped in front of yingmu and covered his cap.

Winwood was blinded by the block.

Before he can react, Ding Yi has picked up the basketball, because he doesn't understand the rules, only knows that it's difficult to walk, and is afraid of breaking the rules. He turns around in place, swish, and throws directly. When shooting, he still puts his left hand behind him, completely using his right hand.

Putt, the ball is in.

"Yes," He Yang yelled in his dormitory, and the archaeologists were ecstatic.

"How could that be?" Yingmu shakes his head. He can't believe how he was blocked by Ding Yi. There is a gap between them in height and arm length. Besides, I take off backward. How high does Ding Yi have to jump to cover me?

"Time is running out." Ding Yi reminds him with a smile.

Someone picked up the ball and threw it.

This time it's Ding Yi's turn to attack.

If Ding Yi is naughty, he can dribble for a few minutes until the end of five minutes.

But the problem is that he doesn't dribble very much, let alone cheat.

Yingmu nervously looks at Ding Yi. Ding Yi holds the ball and doesn't move.

The scene also suddenly quieted down, and everyone was thinking about how Ding Yi would attack.

But Ding Yi suddenly chuckles and throws the ball out.

Winning wood just feel a black, quickly reach out, bang catch Ding Yi's ball.

He froze again.

Ding Yi passed the ball directly to him.

"Attack, hurry up." Ding Yi reaches out to him.

Win wood reaction, quickly turned around, this time he was outside the three-point line, he did not think, direct shooting.

Ding Yi must not be in a hurry. He walked slowly and knew that the ball couldn't be scored after looking at the arc.

If he can score, he can change the direction of the ball as soon as he moves.

Bang, the ball hit on the basketball frame and jumped up, which was a pity on the court.

Yingmu takes off quickly, grabs the ball again, then takes off and shoots.

He didn't see Ding Yi when he threw. The ball just came out.

Whoosh, the haunted palm suddenly appeared, bang, hit his ball heavily.

Almost the same block as like as two peas, which beat the ball second times.

Another block.

This time Ding Yi didn't even grab the ball. He looked at him in the same place and his face was full of irony.

Win wood feel like a slap on the face, hot pain.

Son of a bitch, I don't believe in evil anymore. He quickly picked up the basketball. This time, he didn't make any rash moves. He turned his butt to Ding Yi and dribbled to the bottom of the basket step by step. Ding Yi still followed him calmly.

He dribbles very fast and skillfully. When he reaches the bottom of the box, he uses his body against Ding Yi, takes off sideways and hooks the basket with one hand.

The whole process is like flowing water, all at once, not under the professional players.

"Good ball." Many people around him were shocked by his fluent movements and appreciated them.

But there was another hand in the air.

"Bang" Ding Yi blocked the third time.

The basketball that just left flew out again.

"I feel dizzy." Now everyone's eyes are straight.

Generally speaking, it is very difficult to block a hook shot. Only when the height of both sides and the height of jumping reach a certain gap can the hook shot be covered.

Ding Yi is ten centimeters shorter than yingmu. He actually covers the hat of yingmu. Let alone whether yingmu can score today, even if he scores, he will lose face.

"You --" win wood after landing gas to spit blood: "can you play?"

What else can you do but block?

"I don't know much about it." Ding Yi smiles, picks up the basketball, and thinks about the action they just played, dribbling, starting and three steps to the hurdle.

He wants to make a smart three-step hurdle.

"Oh" but as soon as he took off, the referee's whistle rang.

"Step by step." The referee said.

"Lying trough" fainted all over the room.