Chapter 47 Gu Qingrong won
This picture completely stimulated Zhu Fengming.
Zhu Fengming angrily stepped forward, grabbed Zeng Shao's hand, pulled her behind him, and scolded her: "Zeng Shao, do you still have a conscience?! I'm testing him, and you're still doing things! Don't fall in love. This brain is gone."
"You have no brain!" He was very dissatisfied with his scolding.
"Go, go, go." He pulled her away. "You stay away and don't disturb our duel!"
Once passed speechless pie mouth, silently back to one side.
She knows that Zhu Fengming is for her own good, but is it too wide now?
Zeng passed and stood beside him, looking at Gu Qingrong tightly, and his eyes motioned him-give up if he couldn't.
Gu Qingrong looked at her, did not speak, and then bent down. When dribbling, he was skillful and skilled, not like a person who could not play.
"Zhu Fengming, are you ready?!"
Zhu Fengming also bent down and was ready to stop the ball. "Cut the crap! Come on!"
A boy next to him, as a judge, gave an order, and they dribbled and stopped the ball like crazy.
Gu Qingrong was quick-eyed and took advantage of his distraction to jump quickly and throw the ball into the net completely.
Gu Qingrong scored one point successfully.
After Zhu Fengming realized that he underestimated the enemy, he was more focused in the second match, staring at Gu Qingrong's ball and stopping his ball again and again.
In this gap, Zhu Fengming successfully grabbed the ball and quickly threw it into the basket.
There are only five minutes left in the game.
On the court, Zhu Fengming scored 7 points and Gu Qingrong scored 6 points.
At that time, Zhu Fengming had completely gained the upper hand. As long as he stopped Gu Qingrong from shooting for the next five minutes and prevented him from hitting, he would win the match.
Arguably, Gu Qingrong should feel anxious.
But this guy, looking very in no hurry, even stood outside the third line, dribbling all the time and staring at Zhu Fengming.
Zhu Fengming saw that he did not move, he did not move, always staring at each other's next actions.
Time began to pass bit by bit...
Just as the referee counted down to ten, the mouth was from ten, nine and eight...
Suddenly-
Gu Qingrong made a perfect jump and quickly threw the ball into mid-air while Zhu Fengming was slightly distracted and unable to respond...
Therefore, under the sight of everyone, the basketball drew a perfect radian in mid-air, like a parabola, and fell firmly into the... basket.
All the people present were stunned.
Gu Qingrong threw the ball in situ and won.
At that moment, Zhu Fengming just wanted to scold the grass and his horse.
He was careless!
Unexpectedly careless!
Even let Gu Qingrong have the chance to throw a 3-pointer!
Shit!
Zhu Fengming was very dissatisfied and came angrily directly. He was stopped in front of him by Zeng Shao.
"Zhu Fengming, admit defeat! Don't hit people!" I tried to persuade him.
Zhu Fengming looked very ugly with anger. He stared at Gu Qingrong maliciously and asked, "Gu Qingrong, you lied to me?!"
"When did I lie to you?" Gu Qingrong frowned and patted the basketball.
"Don't you know how to play basketball?"
"Did I say that?"
Zhu Fengming was discouraged. "I heard many people say that I have never seen you play basketball."
"Just because you haven't played doesn't mean you won't play." His lip angle hooked. "I am very busy at ordinary times. Besides studying, I have to train, so I don't have time to play."
Shit!
Zhu Fengming just wants to scold her now.
Gu Qingrong continued to stick a knife in his heart: "I forgot to tell you that I participated in the basketball competition of provincial national athletes and won the second place. Although the ranking is not the first, I have made a lot of progress in the competition with the basketball bosses in the national team."
After a pause, he smiled innocently: "Compared with you, I still have 10% skill."
Come on, come on!
Zhu Fengming was angry and threatened to beat him, but he was dragged by Zeng.
"Once passed, you let me go!" Zhu Fengming drank angrily.
"Don't put it! As soon as I let it go, you want to fight, and then you will have to be persuaded by the school to quit school!"
Zhu Fengming took a deep breath. "OK, you let me go first."
"You promised me not to fight."
"Well, I promise you."
It took a long time to let him go.
He is not a person who only likes to solve problems with his fist, but after this match, he was "beaten" too humbled and really refused to accept it.
He glared at Gu Qingrong, with a calm face, walked over, grabbed the ball from Gu Qingrong's hand, threw his face directly and left.
"Hey, you haven't agreed to my request yet!" Gu Qingrong called him.
Gu Qingrong did not say, he also knew what he would ask for.
Zhu Fengming rolled his eyes speechlessly and angrily replied, "Get out, don't appear in front of Lao Tzu again!"
Gu Qingrong's lip angle is curved and his eyebrow eye is curved. He is very proud.