Chapter 27: Fighting against Ziang, fighting for supremacy on the court
As luck would have it, it hit Jiang Fuyue's schoolbag, leaving a black mark.
"Hey—throw the ball!"
"Fuck..." Jiang Han put down the pen, his little universe was burning with excitement, he rolled up his sleeves and rushed forward.
"What's the rush?" Jiang Fuyue said coldly, "The ball is ours, they should be the ones rushing."
Jiang Han's eyebrows moved and he stepped back.
Sure enough, after shouting a few times without getting a response, he started to get anxious.
"Brother Ang, I'll go over and take a look."
Zhong Ziang put down the water bottle: "Together."
The ping-pong table was right next to the basketball court. Zhong Ziang and his group walked over. They were all tall and strong, and at first glance they looked quite imposing.
Ge Meng swallowed, pulled Liu Sisi along, and subconsciously stood behind Jiang Han.
Jiang Han spontaneously stood behind Jiang Fuyue.
She didn't know why, but by the time she realized what was happening, the action had already been completed.
"Classmate, this ball is ours." Zhong Ziang said with a smile and pointed at Jiang Fuyue's hand.
He knew this girl, the one Yi Ci wanted to pursue, and they happened to meet after the physical education class in the afternoon.
I was far away at the time and could only get a rough idea of it. Now that I'm closer to take a look, I have to say, it's quite beautiful.
Her skin was the whitest of all the girls he had ever seen, with blue veins visible on her chin. Her peach blossom eyes had a hint of coldness, and her pupils were black and bright.
Standing in front of him, I didn't look short at all, at least 1.7 meters tall.
Even wearing a loose school uniform, her legs still have slender lines.
Even though the young prince of the Zhong family had met countless celebrities and beauties in the Beijing circle, few of them were as exquisite as this one.
No wonder Yi Ci licked me harder than the kid...
When Zhong Ziang looked at Jiang Fuyue, Jiang Fuyue was also looking at him calmly.
But after just one glance, he looked away.
This man had the same dandy air that she was used to seeing in her previous life. His expression, demeanor, and behavior all bore the imprint of that circle.
And his status is not low.
I didn’t expect that such a small place like Linhuai could hide so many talented people.
However, Jiang Fuyue is not in vain.
Back when she was playing around in Kyoto, this guy probably hadn't been reincarnated yet—
"You said the ball was yours, that's perfect, apologize."
"Apologize?!" Before Zhong Ziang could say anything, another boy behind him exploded.
Jiang Han jumped out and pointed at Jiang Fuyue's schoolbag: "You guys smashed it, shouldn't you apologize?"
"Oh, it's you, Jiang Han." These boys, including Zhong Ziang, are all from Class 7, and so is Jiang Han.
"We are all classmates, so don't turn your elbows outward."
The boys in Class 7 didn't have any bad feelings towards Jiang Han. At most, they would tease her about her plump figure behind her back.
Jiang Han rolled his eyes. "I almost got hit, too, okay? Whoever did it, come out and apologize, and this matter will be over."
The boys' frivolous glances swept over Zhong Ziang from time to time, but no one spoke.
The shot just now was because he missed and used too much force and the ball bounced out.
But who among these rich second-generations in Class 7 is not a shrewd person?
I had long known from my parents that Zhong Ziang had an extraordinary background, and they couldn't wait to praise him. Who would be so blind as to reveal him?
Zhong Ziang was obviously used to this kind of treatment as a favored child of heaven, being worshipped wherever he went.
He wanted to see how this woman would step down if no one stood up.
At this moment, Jiang Fuyue, who had remained silent, suddenly raised her eyes and fixed her stern gaze on Zhong Ziang's face: "I saw it, you threw the ball."
"Oh?" Zhong Ziang laughed, "Any evidence?"
Jiang Fuyue was too lazy to respond to this rebellious teenager and went straight to the point, "Apologize."
Tsk!
Zhong Ziang pressed his cheek with the tip of his tongue, making a loud "bang". He tilted his head, and his fine hair covered half of his eyebrows. His beautiful eyes suddenly showed an evil look, and with the lazy smile at the corner of his mouth, he looked both handsome and badass.
"Classmate, it's better to think carefully before you say something." It didn't sound like a reminder, but a warning.
Jiang Han looked at his arrogant look and thought of the various rumors about classmate Zhong in the class. His eyes flickered slightly and he felt a little scared in his heart.
Ge Meng and Liu Sisi were even more useless. Where had they ever seen such a scene?
The handsome young man stood in front of him with an imposing manner, looking like someone who is not someone to be messed with. Who wouldn’t be scared?
There are still some.
For example, Jiang Fuyue.
I watched him act cool and pretentiously, and issued warnings without any ripple in my heart.
"Have you seen Balala the Fairies?" she asked.
Zhong Ziang: “?”
"That move you just made was like a magic fairy transforming, chanting a spell, then adding a series of fancy moves. Wouldn't it be nice to just unleash your ultimate move? You're so young, yet you're already being formalistic. You look okay, but you're just too silly. If you were my son, you'd have been spanked long ago. It's such a disgrace."
It was the first time that Jiang Han heard Jiang Fu Yue say so many words in one breath. He originally thought that she was not good at speaking, but he never expected that she was so destructive.
As soon as the fire was opened, the man named Zhong was blown into pieces.
Zhong Ziang was stunned in place, and when he reacted, he suddenly became angry: "You fucking——"
"Watch your mouth." Jiang Fuyue's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he swung the basketball in his hand towards his chest, bang!
Zhong Ziang almost suffered internal bleeding.
She had used the force of the rebound to get the ball back into her hand, and looked down at Zhong Ziang, whose cheeks were flushed and his body was half-bent due to choking.
"Alright," the young man stood up straight, a sneer creeping onto his lips, "I'm mistaken, I met an expert."
The move Jiang Fuyue showed just now was quite powerful and the angle was tricky. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that she was a basketball player.
Zhong Ziang: "Bibi?"
Jiang Fuyue said indifferently, "Not interested."
"Are you interested in a little bet?"
Jiang Fuyue raised an eyebrow.
Zhong Ziang: "If I lose, I apologize to you; if you lose, call me dad three times."
Jiang Fuyue: "Add one more thing. If you lose, not only do you have to apologize, you also have to let me punch you."
"make a deal."
Three minutes later, basketball court.
Jiang Fuyue and Zhong Ziang stood in the middle, looking at each other, ready to go.
Jiang Han and the other two were standing next to them, and opposite them were Zhong Ziang's gang of cronies.
"Sister Han," Ge Meng leaned over, "Is this... okay?"
Not to mention anything else, just looking at Jiang Fuyue's physique alone shows that he's a big loser, and the rebounds are so high...
Liu Sisi: "I don't think so. Men's jumping ability is better than women's, so they have a natural advantage in basketball."
Jiang Han: "Stop arguing—it's starting!"
The moment the ball was thrown, Jiang Fuyue and Zhong Ziang jumped at the same time. As expected, the latter reached the ball first. When he wanted to control it, Jiang Fuyue suddenly hit it.
Zhong Ziang was not panicked, and didn't even dodge. He planned to fight head-on and compete in strength. If all went well, he could pin Jiang Fuyue to the ground and rub her until she couldn't get up.
Unfortunately, he underestimated Jiang Fuyue's strength.
It wasn't a miscalculation, because after being hit in the chest, he had already noticed that the other party was quite strong, but he just didn't take it seriously.
Just imagine, no matter how strong a girl is, how strong can she be?
But this woman was not human. The moment they faced each other, Jiang Fuyue's sudden burst of power made his arm numb.
The basketball slipped out of his hand, and Zhong Ziang ran after it, but he was half a beat too late for Jiang Fuyue, and the ball fell into her hands.
Jiang Fuyue retreated to two meters away, hitting the ball one after another, and it hit the plastic court with a dull thud.
High energy ahead, the introductory plot is coming!
Sister Yue: Call me daddy? Oh, that doesn’t exist.
Many years later.
Zhong Ziang: Aunt~
(End of this chapter)
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