Chapter 150 Contrary

Once Ye Bihuang and Lee Kuan Ye got the ball, it was very difficult to break into the other party's penalty area. Everyone in Class 3 began to carry the two people desperately and did not let them move forward until Ye Bihuang or Li Guangyao passed the ball to Fan Rong or Pang Kaishun.

Although He Zhi, as a sports committee member of Class 2, he also likes to play basketball well, but today it is like playing soy sauce. There are very few opportunities to touch the ball, and the chance of scoring goals naturally declines geometrically.

Before a while, Lee Kuan Ye and Ye Bihuang were out of breath and sweating profusely, while Pang Kaishun and Fan Rong were light and felt that their physical strength was still sufficient.

"Playing basketball is also an extremely physical exercise. It seems that we should play it often in the future." Ye Bihuang often plays football. Although he also plays basketball, he only found out today that basketball is also good for physical exercise. If he plays well, he is also very handsome.

"Brother Huang, why do I feel that we have been ridd!" Lee Kuan Yew frowned and suppressed his voice.

"Ha ha, you also found that they are clearly singing the oboe and playing the Infernal Way." Ye Bihuang smiled quietly. OK, you have a good plan. I have had a wall ladder. Who are we afraid of?

"What should I do?" Lee Kuan Yew wanted to score a goal, but Qian Jun was always the first to rush in front of him and carry him with his body. Lee Kuan Yew didn't want to pass the ball to Pang Kaishun several times. He pitched alone and was disturbed by Qian Jun and didn't score a goal.

In the long run, it will definitely not work. Not only can I not see it by myself, but the people in the class will also boo.

Ye Bihuang raised the corners of his mouth and said, "After the two of us receive the ball, we will pass between us. Don't give Pang Kaishun and Fan Rong. Increasing our goal rate can also suppress his limelight."

" OK, no problem." Lee Kuan Yew nodded. Fan Rong always inadvertently resisted himself, which made Lee Kuan Yew really angry, but he passed it on to Fan Rong as soon as he had a good opportunity. After all, this was a battle of honor between the two classes.

However, after seeing that they were singing the double reed, Lee Kuan Yew decided to let go. No matter what the game he played, it was the right thing to prevent Pang Kaishun from succeeding.

So far, the team of Class 2 has been completely divided into two small groups, a duo composed of Ye Bihuang and Li Guangyao and a duo composed of Pang Kaishun and Fan Rong, and the sports committee member He Zhi fully played the role of the middle passer. Although he knew the feud between Pang Kaishun and Ye Bihuang, he was also He was blinded by the play and thought that the two had made up.

He Zhi is to see who has the opportunity to wear it to whoever has a good position. There is no selfishness.

Sure enough, under the deliberate intention of Ye Bihuang and Lee Kuan Ye, Pang Kaishun's scoring rate and appearance rate began to decline, and his chance to get the ball was sharply reduced by half.

"Wo!" Ye Bihuang put on a beautiful pitching posture, and sweat flew in the air under the sun, which was really full of the smell of a man.

"Wock!" The ball hit the basket and the ball went in!

"The goal is scored, the goal is scored!" Xia Na jumped up and cheered. Zhang Fenghui's students in Class 2 applauded in a series.

"Ye Bihuang! Good job! Ye Bihuang, one more goal.

"I don't think he plays basketball, but I didn't expect him to be so good at playing basketball! The pitching posture is so handsome!"

"Yes, look at the muscles on his arm... I just found out that he is so strong today.

When Lan Muxi saw Ye Bihuang's goal, he smiled sweetly. His two big watery eyes narrowed into a crescent shape, revealing the white white teeth, forming a beautiful scenery outside the court. Many boys pretended to watch the ball, but in fact their eyes fell on her.

Lan Muxi didn't know why. When she saw Ye Bihuang score, she felt a burst of joy and happiness. She hoped that Ye Bihuang would be the focus on the court, right? Lan Muxi asked himself quietly.

Ye Bihuang's side also began to score gradually, and Lee Kuan Yew and his cheers gradually rose.

Class 2 has completely become a mass of scattered sand. The so-called insiders watch the doorway and laymen watch the bustle. Jiang Xiuqi frowned deeply, but the two sides were in the game, and he, as a bystander, had no room to speak.

In this case, the score was deliberately maintained in a near-d draw by Pang Kai-shun and Qian Jun, 36:38.

Class 2 is slightly ahead.

"Ye Bihuang, if you don't have a chance, pass the ball to me and Fan Rong. If you always hold the ball, our score will be sharply reduced." Obviously, Pang Kaishun also felt that something was wrong. He had less and less time to hold the ball and fewer opportunities to throw the ball. He was a little anxious.

Ye Bihuang smiled and said, "If you are in a good position, it will naturally be passed on to you. It was not convenient for you to attack just now..."

Pang Kaishun gritted his teeth and stopped talking. Ye Bihuang had already said this, and what he said seemed to be a small belly.

The game is in a stalemate, and it will soon reach the last minute, and the score on the field is 57:56.

Now Class 3 is leading.

"If you don't vote again, you won't have a chance!" Pang Kaishun shouted loudly, and Fan Rong instantly threw the ball to Pang Kaishun. Pang Kaishun rushed into the third half with the ball. Everyone, give me some energy! Dead defense!" It's this again! Qian Jun shouted like this every time, but which time is the real defense? It's all a large area of water release, so the result of waterproofing is to let Pang Kaishun rush into the penalty area smoothly and score goals, giving people a feeling that he has high skills.

"Ah--" Li Kuan Ye sighed deeply. Ye Bihuang passed behind him and smiled bitterly. If there was no accident, Pang Kaishun was in the limelight today, and he took the last blow, so he won a complete victory in this silent competition.

Pang Kaishun**, straight to the yellow dragon, was really handsome. He gently hooked his hand and handed the ball out.

"Damn!" At the moment of handing the ball, Pang Kaishun felt a little bad. Just now, he had been in a state of excitement and failed to control his emotions. The ball was a little off!

Pang Kaishun fell to the ground and stared at the basketball. At this time, he felt that the whole world was slowing down! Pang Kaishun thought about it countless times in his heart, hoping that this goal could be scored! Once he enters, he will definitely usher in endless cheers and admiration! He will be the hero of this basketball game!

It can even change the image in Lan Muxi's mind!

"Bow--" However, contrary to expectations, the basketball did not enter and slid down from the edge.

"Fuck!" Pang Kaishun cursed in a low voice. The basketball was caught by Fang Ming. Fang Ming marched quickly with the ball, and then passed the ball to Qian Jun with lightning speed.

Qian Jun's scalp was also numb at this time. He had already been instructed by Pang Kaishun to fight back with the last goal by himself. Everything was carried out according to the original plan! How can I know that he had a problem at the most critical moment!