While the two were talking, many students from Class 3 of Business Management had already gathered around.

As soon as Zhao Zhong told the story just now, the group of people immediately became excited and shouted that Wang Ziqiao would join the basketball team and play games on behalf of the class in the future.

On the other hand, Zhang Hai was the only one by Liu Yong, and both of them were staring at Wang Ziqiao and others with resentful eyes.

"Prince Qiao, show another move!" Zhao Zhong pulled Prince Qiao near the three-point line and threw the ball to Prince Qiao.

"You don't have to worry about pitching. You should tell me the rules of playing basketball!" As Wang Ziqiao spoke, he raised his hand and the basketball shot and fell into the basket.

"Good, haha, the rules of basketball are very simple. As long as you don't hit others, don't hit others' hands, don't run outside the running line, don't hold the ball, don't use both hands to slap the ball at the same time, no..."

Zhao Zhong said more than a dozen "no" to Wang Ziqiao in one breath. Fortunately, Wang Ziqiao's head is flexible and Zhao Zhong kept demonstrating. In addition, he often watches others play basketball, so Wang Ziqiao quickly understood the rules of playing basketball.

However, if Prince Qiao wants to dribble flexibly, it is impossible to do it in a short time. He can only occasionally run a few steps while playing basketball, or instantly interrupt the ball, block the shot, and grab the rebound. There is no problem with these.

About ten minutes later, Wang Mingyang, representing the basketball team of Tumu Class 1, had already arrived in front of Zhao Zhong, glanced at Wang Ziqiao, and then said to Zhao Zhong: "Can you start?"

Zhao Zhong nodded. Although he was a little shorter than Wang Mingyang, he was 1.9 meters tall. Both of them were centers and they usually competed with each other. However, many times, Zhao Zhong was inferior to Wang Mingyang. But today with Wang Ziqiao, Zhao Zhong also felt confident and said, "Then start!"

After the decision started, the students from both classes found physical education teachers from both sides as referees. Zhang Qiang was from Class 3 of Business Management, and Jiang Kai was from Class 1 of Civil Engineering, but Jiang Kai was the referee.

When the students in the two classes heard about playing games, they immediately gathered around the basketball court. Especially the girls in the two classes seemed the most active, and some people even went to buy mineral water and drinks.

"Zhao Zhong, come on!" Xia Tingyu was the most lively, clenched her fist and shouted to Zhao Zhong.

Zhao Zhong smiled and nodded.

But Wang Ziqiao looked at Su Feifei and found that Su Feifei seemed to be looking at him curiously. He immediately felt passionate in his heart. This was a good opportunity to express his expression in front of the goddess.

Xia Tingyu beside Su Feifei saw that Wang Ziqiao looked in the direction they were in, and then shouted: "Prince Qiao, come on, we believe in you!"

Xia Tingyu's shouting made Wang Ziqiao feel a little nervous. Not to mention the ambiguity between him and Xia Tingyu, after all, it was the first time he was on the stage and the first time he had received so many students' attention. It was fake to say that he was not nervous. At this time, not only two classes, but also students from the other three classes gathered here, with about two hundred people.

First of all, it was grabbing the ball. Jiang Kai stood on the center line with a basketball. Of course, Wang Mingyang was responsible for grabbing the ball in Civil Engineering Class 1, and Zhao Zhong was responsible for catching the ball in Enterprise Management Class 3.

The two were eight centimeters in size, and Wang Mingyang was also stronger in terms of jumping power. So when Jiang Kai threw the basketball into the void, Wang Mingyang took the lead and shot the basketball at a boy in the team.

But almost everyone would not have expected that the basketball would eventually fall into Wang Ziqiao's hands. The moment Wang Mingyang slapped the ball, he judged the trajectory of the ball and held the ball in advance.

The boy who was originally waiting to catch the ball saw that the ball had actually reached Prince Qiao's arms. He was so angry that he immediately blocked Wang Ziqiao's face and interfered with Prince Qiao's transfer as much as possible.

But even more exciting moments appeared. Wang Ziqiao jumped up on the spot, half of the body beyond the boy in front of him, and shook his hand and threw the ball towards the basket.

This is near the center line, who would be so stupid that he stood here to pitch, and the pitching location was still in the second half, so the distance was even further.

Everyone's eyes move with the movement of basketball.

Bang!

Basketball landed!

This is a standard hollow ball. At such a long distance, it was not just shot in, but it didn't even hit the basket.

"yeah!"

The first thing I realized was that the girls from Class 3 of Business Management cheered:

"Prince Qiao, good!"

"Prince Qiao, come on!"

...

Then Zhao Zhong and a group of players immediately rushed to Wang Ziqiao and laughed endlessly.

"What's this fucking?" The classmates from Tumu Class 1 were stunned.

Wang Mingyang's eyes were wrinkled. Just now, Wang Ziqiao could actually throw the ball into the basket when it was disturbed. This proves that Wang Ziqiao's bounce and accuracy are not comparable to ordinary people, but as the captain, he naturally could not let his momentum slip and waved his hand and said, "Serve!"

The team of Tumu Class 1 reacted, served, dribbled, and passed the ball, and soon passed the ball to Wang Mingyang. Wang Mingyang was also outside the three-point line, and threw a beautiful parabola with a shaking hand and a three-pointer came.

After it was the third class of Enterprise Management Team, Zhao Zhong took the basketball and muttered in Wang Ziqiao's ear: "You stand near the center line later, I will pass it directly to you. After you get the ball, you will shoot immediately!"

Prince Qiao nodded.

It was indeed like this below. Zhao Zhong was quite powerful and threw the ball directly above Wang Ziqiao's head. Wang Ziqiao jumped up to catch the ball, then jumped to shoot, and another three-pointer.

This time, everyone really admired Wang Ziqiao, because most of the first ones thought that Wang Ziqiao was fooling around, but if they didn't know how to play basketball, the ratio of two consecutive mid-line balls was equivalent to winning a lottery of 5 million, and the cheers of the students in Class 3 of Enterprise Management were getting higher and higher.

But only Zhang Hai looked angry and didn't know what he was muttering.

The strength of Tumu Class 1 is not bad. With Wang Mingyang, the center and pitcher, although the third team of Enterprise Management has always been ahead, the difference is not big. It was not until the first team of Tumu Class 1 had a point guard who tried to use his ball skills to play Wang Ziqiao that this form really changed.

The point guard of Tumu Class 1 is only 1.78 meters tall and is not tall on the court. He turns around and plays very fancy and has a very flexible body. After passing several people in a row, this guy didn't pass the ball or avoid Wang Ziqiao. He actually rushed towards Wang Ziqiao and bent down. He slapped the ball quickly with his left and right hands. He turned around and tried to bypass Wang Ziqiao.

But his body turned around, but the ball was gone. Wang Ziqiao just reached out his hand and easily intercepted his ball, then jumped on the spot, and another three-pointer.

After that, Wang Ziqiao stopped keeping it. After several interceptions, he pulled the score wide. The Tumu team members could not bear it and began to send two people to watch Wang Ziqiao. As long as Wang Ziqiao took the ball, he could not make him shoot even if he made a foul.
Chapter completed!