Mr. Zhou’s Little Cutie

That's right, does she think this is a play?

Shh, don't talk about it, just look at the beautiful women playing ball, don't you just talk about playing ball?

One goal can determine the outcome, okay? Now it's 9:4, if Gu Shao's goal is a three-pointer, the score will be directly shortened, okay?

Just in case she might be able to vote in.

Are you dreaming, Meng Ling probably broke her slender arm when she stretched out her hand, and she scored a goal from him?

That's right, even if she stands there, she might not be able to make a shot. She still wants to fight Meng Ling?

Unless Meng Ling releases water on purpose.

What are you thinking about? Meng Ling's skills can only have a chance of winning unless he lifts her up to the basket and lets her shoot.

Everyone around laughed immediately.

Your evaluation is too poisonous.

Jin Shuyan stood by the group of boys, and couldn't help but smile when he heard this.

Show off.

The cynicism here was intense, while Meng Yutang stood in the middle of the field after receiving the basketball, while Gu Tingzhi stepped aside.

Meng Yutang slapped the ball twice on the ground with his backhand, then held the ball in his arms and looked at Meng Ling.

Why are you retreating so far?

Meng Ling looked at her in disbelief: You want to fight with me?! Just vote.

Meng Yutang looked at him with a smile in his eyes: Are you sure?

Meng Ling nodded.

The boys around couldn't help but say again: I'm not sure what's the matter, she just hit the ball softly, she really thought she could throw it in.

It's estimated that I can't even throw it near the basket.

What if it goes in.

Hey, Liu Xizhi, do you really believe that this blind cat met a dead mouse? Don't you be dazzled by beauty.

Do you want to gamble?

Okay! Bet! If she can score a goal until the end of this semester, I will serve you tea and water, but if she doesn't score, you will serve me.

He made a good idea, it will be winter soon, how cold it is, and how comfortable it is to have someone fetch him water and food.

Liu Xizhi gritted his teeth: Okay!

After all the words have been said, I can't change my words and stop gambling temporarily.

In fact, he didn't think that Meng Yutang would invest in it, but he couldn't understand how they looked down on people.

A group of people looked at the middle of the field at the moment.

Except for Liu Xizhi who was a little nervous, everyone else looked at with a funny face.

No one believed she could shoot the ball.

Meng Yutang didn't say anything, and stood outside the three-point line silently.

No way! She's quite confident, three-point line.

There was laughter one after another around.

Meng Yutang raised his hand and lowered the brim of his hat, concealed his sharp eyebrows, casually slapped the ball on the ground, then suddenly jumped up and threw the ball over in a standard shooting posture.

The scene was very quiet for a moment.

There was no sound, except for the hollow sound of the basketball falling to the ground.

Meng Ling and Gu Tingzhi, including the whole audience, stared at her dumbfounded.

Meng Yutang walked over to retrieve the ball, took off his hat and glanced at the scorer next to him.

9:4 becomes 9:7.

She raised her lips, and a bright smile on her face was captured in a mobile phone screen.

Fuck!

Liu Xizhi exclaimed and immediately clapped his hands and applauded.

The more he applauded, the paler the faces of the people in front became.

Everyone around is excited.

Hollow three-pointer! Is it so awesome!

Coincidence.

Young yin and yang are weird, you go to coincidence and I'll see. It's not like you don't know how accurate it is to throw a hollow ball.

Silently stopped talking.

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