"Boom..." Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Zhang Maomao hit the third ball again, which aroused a burst of even more enthusiastic cheers from nearby: "Good shot... Good shot."

"Boom..."

"nice shot…"

"call out…"

"Wow wow wow..."[

At this time, Zhang Maomao, who had grasped the basic sense of rhythm, became more and more comfortable. One ball was thrown out from his right palm one by one, and he hit all five balls in a row. This six-in-one start made the onlookers watch.

The crowd gradually became excited, it was almost acrobatic and full of beauty and magic.

Everyone stared at Zhang Maomao in shock, looking at his increasingly relaxed and casual expression in astonishment.

Only the eyes of those beauties gradually became brighter and brighter, and they secretly remembered the person they called Maomao from Yangqiao.

In this short few minutes, Zhang Maomao has already shot six goals and scored five goals. Judging from his current momentum, it seems that he will not be able to score the remaining four goals.

What a big problem.

The non-general behind him gradually changed from an arrogant expression to a livid one. Even if Zhang Maomao could not reach the height of seven of his, he had now earned everyone's praise, and he began to consider his own possibility.

We have already lost and lost miserably;

At this time, no one noticed him anymore. Although there was no result yet, he felt extremely humiliated in his heart.

Zhang Maomao created such a big momentum, but he was like a clown and became the foil for a newbie next to him.

However, in the eyes of his companions, he was the one who provoked this incident. He wanted to bully a newbie, but he might have been abused by the newbie, so he was afraid that no one would do it after losing this and this one-on-one duel.

Sympathize with him.

As for Chen Yunfei in the crowd, he hummed with an ugly face at this time: "What does it mean to be able to shoot blue? You have to be able to play ball to be considered a good player! Not necessarily a three-point shooter like Ray Allen is very good, you have to know that the court is

It has to be close to a breakthrough to score, but the mid-range shot is unreliable!"

Even if he said this, he wouldn't believe it. How could a person who can shoot three-pointers like this be any worse at playing? Besides, Ray Allen is an All-Star and a giant! So how can he do it if he can't play?

Do you have that kind of shooting skills?

Only Xu Ya on the side looked at Zhang Maomao, whose face was brightly stained by the sunset. A trace of sadness and loneliness flashed in her eyes, and a trace of sadness flashed in her eyes, as if something was about to come out of her eyes.

At that moment, he pulled Chen Yunfei away and quickly turned around and left.

Seeing Xu Ya's strange behavior, Chen Yunfei looked at Zhang Maomao angrily, with a trace of resentment flashing in his eyes, but he also chased Xu Ya and left quickly.

"call out!"

The seventh goal was also scored.

"There is one more ball... I will be invincible!" Zhang Maomao raised the ball in his hand, a flash of excitement flashed in his eyes, his hands were a little tense, and the ball flew away, but hit the basket.

He drove away from a distance.

"Oh..." There was a sigh among the team behind him, as if everyone hoped that Zhang Maomao could make the shot.

The crowd who had been excited all around finally breathed a sigh of relief. They were a little regretful, but some people were also happy. If Zhang Maomao keeps hitting all the way to the end like this, I don’t know how many people will be shocked to the point of playing ball.

confidence.

The situation has changed somewhat. Next, Zhang Maomao must hit both of his goals in order to defeat the non-general.

But in Feijian's only hope, Zhang Maomao threw the ninth ball![

"call out!"

"Wow!"

"What a great shot!" Qiu Ze glared at the non-general.

But the non-general didn't look at anyone, he lowered his head, thinking about something.

Not surprisingly, with the last neat hollow ball, Zhang Maomao easily ended his performance and narrowly won the game with a score of 8 out of 10.

"Good job!" Fatty Liu Chang had been hiding behind his back and sweating secretly. At this time, he was not shy and rushed towards Zhang Maomao with his big belly, and picked him up happily.

Looking at Zhang Maomao's still calm face, Fei Jiang shouted loudly: "I'm willing to admit defeat and have dinner at the Sichuan Xiang Hotpot restaurant outside the school!"

At this time, there was a burst of affirmative applause from the team members. I don’t know if it was because of Fei Jiang’s refreshing hotpot or Zhang Maomao’s incredible performance.

Fei Jiang left alone amidst the cheers with a wisp of sweat on his forehead.

Losing is losing, winning is winning. Everyone knows the rules of playing. This is not the first time that Fei Jiang has lost, but now his mood seems to be abnormal and he has stopped practicing.

Next, during the training, Zhang Maomao refused the invitation of his teammates for a group confrontation, and instead conducted some regular training accompanied by Fatty.

Looking at Zhang Maomao who was very serious, they just knew that it was definitely not luck for a guy who had not touched a basketball in three years to be able to make eight out of ten shots from the three-point line.

The fat man who was sparring found that Zhang Maomao's sensitivity and handling skills were extremely poor, so he turned around and threw him away.

After more than an hour of adaptive training, Zhang Maomao has become obviously proficient in dribbling and dribbling.

"Genius... If this kid wasn't a genius, he would have been a powerful figure on the court in high school!" Some team players who had taken a break and watched the smooth operation sighed, but at the same time, they felt a surge of emotion in their hearts.

There was a feeling of hope. If this kid is really good, then they will form a team and have one more starting general.

At the hot pot banquet, a large group of people were holding beer glasses, drinking one glass at a time, talking and laughing.

What is the happiest thing about college is maybe when lovers cuddle and kiss... but there is one kind of happiness that is the most exciting when brothers have dinner together without talking.

Everyone asked Zhang Maomao one after another, inquired about Zhang Maomao’s previous basketball record in high school, and everyone wanted to toast Zhang Maomao.

Zhang Maomao thought that he would have to treat He Bingbing in the evening. Of course, he drank two glasses of wine happily, then grabbed two bowls of rice and ate some pickled fish.

He withdrew in anticipation of staying, leaving a large group of people looking at Zhang Maomao's back. They all shouted that there was no sentiment, and they were called a treacherous person!

Only Fei Jiang, the silent doorkeeper, muttered to himself: "Looking at this boy's tender appearance, he doesn't seem to be very good at drinking. Humph... Now that I have joined the team, there will be more opportunities for revenge in the future. Let's see how I can kill you...

"

After Zhang Maomao came out, he walked to the gate of the college. It was the peak time for junior students to get out of school. Among the bustling crowd at the door, Zhang Maomao, who looked a bit fair and handsome as he walked along, clearly felt that there was a math girl there.

Her eyes lingered on him.

Zhang Maomao began to wonder if the "teacher-student relationship" between him and He Bingbing had become widespread among students.[

He saw the red Ferrari sports car from a distance, and He Bingbing happened to see him inside. He Bingbing had already driven over in the car.

Zhang Maomao opened the car door and got in. He smiled bitterly and said, "My mobile phone is in arrears, so I don't know how long you have been waiting."

"It's been a long time! It smells like alcohol, but you're not drunk yet. You still remember it's for acupuncture!" He Bingbing said with her usual cold face.

He Bingbing started the car, and the red BMW slowly drove out of the school.

"You don't usually eat at school?" He Bingbing asked.

"Yes." Zhang Maomao said.

"Then why are you not here today? Because of our scandal? You were forced to go out drinking?" He Bingbing smiled.

"I don't want to go to so much trouble. The truth will emerge in everything. There is no need to hide from anything. It's just that it's not good for you." Zhang Maomao shrugged and said.
Chapter completed!