Chapter 623： 623 Can this be entered?

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Standing on the free throw line, Yang Ning just stared at the basket in front of him. He did not have any extra actions. Such a scene caused many people to whisper. As more and more people entered this indoor basketball court, The scene was also very noisy.

"Slot, this kid is sick. If you want to vote, just throw it. What pretentious?" Jiang Shangchun's side complained with dissatisfaction.

"That's right, it's okay, so think about delaying time? Hey, it's too young, really when we are easy to fool?" Someone immediately echoed.

"You know what a fart!"

The fat man stared at the two guys with a straight face and smiled cheaply: "Open your dog's eyes to see clearly, don't stop, you will definitely not stop after a while."

"Fat fat man, put your mouth clean. Be careful that I cut you!" The two men stared at the fat man fiercely.

For this painless and itchy eye attack, the little fat man didn't even care about it, but instead showed a cheap smile that made the other person's teeth tickle. "Despite the scolding, the harder you scold, the happier your grandfather will be."

"You...slot!"

The two men couldn't stand it immediately, and they had to fight against the little fat man.

Watching the two men walking towards the little fat man, Brother Aolong said, "Do you play football? Or fight?"

Jiang Shangchun's face was a little cloudy, but there was no squeaking. Brother Aolong continued: "Take care of your dog and let it out blindly. It's embarrassing and eye-catching. If so many people look at it, wouldn't you just want to admit defeat?"

"What do you mean?" Jiang Shangchun stared coldly at Brother Aolong and waved his hand at the same time, stopping the two companions who were going to beat the little fat man.

"Are you an idiot? This basketball court is written in black and white and prohibits insults and brawls. Once found, it will be kicked out. When the time comes, you can't play, and I naturally judge you to lose."

Brother Aolong smiled and said, "I don't tell Lao Tzu that it's not counted. I tell you, Lao Tzu is a rib. I don't know how to turn, win is win, lose is lose!"

"You're ruthless!" Jiang Shangchun grunted, his face darker, but he didn't dare to overdo it.

Didn't you listen?

As soon as this semester ended, I went to internship, but I still have to go to school. In case this guy is mad, he will be ruthless in his back every day. He finds himself in a simple mess, but if he wants to find him , It's almost no different from a haystack!

Jiang Shangchun, who wanted more and more, was bitter and bitter, but also hated the little fat man and Yang Ning.

This conversation between him and Brother Aolong also made the little fat man hear it. The ear tip of the goods immediately showed a cheap smile that made Jiang Shangchun eager to bite in the past: "Wow, don't stop, don't tell you a few things. Chewing gum, can't you stop?"

Jiang Shangchun, as well as his fox friends, were all trembling with anger, but the little fat man still refused to let go, laughing cheaply: "Please torture!"

groove!

Damn king bastard, when this thing is over, I don’t want to kill you, I will reverse the name!

Huh?

Wait... What's the name of this inversion?

Ginger on lips?

Damn, how does this sound like an appetizer in front of the dining table, or the kind that accompanies it?

"Look, that kid is moving!"

With a cry of excitement, Jiang Shangchun, who had a complicated mind, returned to reality and looked at it. I saw Yang Ning, who was standing on the free throw line, was shooting a basketball, and then lifted the ball homeopathically and threw it out gently.

Uh...

The sound of a pleasant net brushing sounded, and Yang Ning walked slowly to the basketball that was rolling on the ground. He gently lifted his foot and the ball flew back into his hand again.

This scene immediately caused a few boos. Although the goal was also scored, it can be compared with the previous Jiang Shangchun's air connection. Whether it is appreciation or technical, it is not a grade at all.

Not to mention that he just shot the ball into the net on the free throw line, and even if he is standing outside the three-point line, he is expected to be baptized by boos.

"In this way, it really is amateurish." Jiang Shangchun said with a curse: "The technology is so ordinary, the shelf is not small, really consider yourself an international star?"

His words immediately attracted the nods of those friends.

"What the hell! If you can't, just take off your pants and streak, wasting time!"

A similar clamor also appeared in the audience. It seems that if Yang Ning just stood on the free throw line to shoot a few hollow baskets, it would definitely be a waste of their time. It would be better to let Jiang Shangchun's side perform the air relay. really.

Yang Ning ignored these people's ridicule and insults, and still stood on the free throw line to shoot his own shot.

At the beginning, there were still many people scolding, but gradually, as Yang Ning put more and more free throws into the basket, the voice of insults shouted less and less.

It's not surprising to put one or two in it. Even if you put in four or five consecutively, so many people are present and you can do it when you think you feel good.

However, ten consecutive free throws, each of which is hollowed into the net, then this is not a matter of feeling good, but technology!

Even in professional leagues, those full-time basketball players do not necessarily dare to guarantee that they can get ten penalties in a row.

"What does this guy want to do?"

Seeing Yang Ning hooked his hands towards the little fat man, he slowly walked towards the bottom corner. At this moment, many people couldn't help holding their breath.

The little fat man stands far below the basket, and the tacit understanding that Yang Ning has cultivated over the years, only needs one action to know what each other is thinking and doing.

Standing outside the bottom line, Yang Ning just glanced in the direction of the basket and then threw the ball directly.

"I don't aim at it. Turn around and take a look. Is it really a professional player?"

It's no wonder that Jiang Shangchun's companions will show sarcasm. It is Yang Ning's act of projection. In the eyes of others, it is completely unprepared shots, and the way of handling the ball is too sloppy.

To be precise, it is amateur!

"I can't get in." Looking at the line of the ball, Jiang Shangchun whispered, "The strength is average, it should be shorter..."

Uh!

The pleasant sound of brushing the net played, causing Jiang Shangchun to return to his stomach completely before he had finished speaking. Under his eyes, his face looked a little unpleasant: "Shit luck, it all made him throw it in."

Without Yang Ning waving, the little fat man immediately threw the picked basketball to Yang Ning with a smile.

"I still want to vote? I really thought I was so lucky?" After seeing Yang Ning receiving the ball, he didn't even adjust his posture and threw the basketball out again. Jiang Shangchun couldn't help but sneer: "I want to learn from the Real League of America. Fast shooting? Should I say that he is a bold artist, or think he is..."

Uh!

Lying!

Jiang Shangchun couldn't help being thick, okay, this Nima has also entered?

Luck, this is definitely luck!

Seeing Yang Ning receive the basketball thrown by the little fat man again, this time, he still didn't adjust his posture, but the moment he received the ball, he leaned back directly and threw the ball out.

"Too reluctant, the original projection angle of the base angle is not good, just don't adjust the posture, and even play handsome and lean back three points, he really dares to play!"

Jiang Shangchun confessed that with his experience, ninety-nine percent of the ball was a non-stick, and immediately said, "This ball cannot be scored."

Uh!

"impossible!"

Enter?

It's not a basket, it's not a wipe board, but a hollow!

This guy's luck is too good, right?