Seeing Ge Shao's provocative gaze, Yan Yihuan was so angry that his chest hurt, but he caught a glimpse of Yan Zhiyu from the corner of his eye, and said indifferently, "Just play for fun. Whether you win or lose... it doesn't matter."
Winning, that is 놊possible놅.
놛I have seen the ending after 놊꼋.
[놖 knows that 꺘-ge is afraid that 놖 will be nervous, so he is trying to comfort 놖! Don't worry, 놖놊 will be nervous 놅! 놖 must work hard and fight for the opportunity to make Ge Shao call 꺘-ge grandpa 놅! 】
Looking at Yan Zhiyu picking up the basketball with great confidence, Yan Yihuan twitched the corner of his mouth.
Just be happy.
Yan Zhiyu walked forward with the basketball.
When he reached the place where Ge Shao had just shot the basketball, he did not stop and continued walking forward.
Everyone present was stunned.
Ge Shaohao smiled politely.
"Yan Yihuan, is this your sister? She's a coward just like you! You were afraid of losing to her, so you hurt yourself on purpose so as to escape the competition afterwards. But your sister is even more shameless and actually wants to run away in public! Hahahahahahahaha..."
After hearing this, everyone present began to talk.
"Is Yan Yihuan's sister really going to run away? What's the matter with Yan Yihuan deliberately hurting herself?"
"Come to think of it, when Yan Yihuan came here just now, he was carried by his sister and looked injured... Could it be that, as Ge Shao said, he was afraid of losing to me, so he got injured on purpose?"
"Should he? Did Yan Yihuan beat Ge Shao last year?"
"But since that loss, Ge Shao has been doing a closed-door devil training. After watching Ge Shao's last two games, he has indeed made a lot of progress! Maybe Yan Yihuan is really afraid of Ge Shao?"
"Ah, this... one and the other are both deserters, they are so ashamed to be siblings!"
Yan Yihuan was no longer able to explain.
She even began to think about how she could be less embarrassed when she offered tea to Ge Shao and called him "Grandpa".
Under the gazes from all directions, Yan Zhiyu finally stopped.
She stood on the opposite dividing line and turned to look at Ge Shao.
"Vote here."
"Is there any difference standing here? Is it because of good Feng Shui?" Ge Shao said sarcastically, "Oh, I see, you are stalling for time! But it's useless. No matter how you stall, you're doomed to fail today!"
Yan Zhiyu ignored her.
She turned around with the basketball in her hand, looked toward the other side of the basketball hoop, and took aim.
Seeing this, Ge Shao laughed again, even louder.
"Please, it's impossible. Are you trying to shoot at the other side of the basket? That's impossible! Shooting at such a long distance, even if it's possible, there's no guarantee that every shot will go in!"
"You are a young girl who knows nothing about everything. Even your shooting posture is not standard. I'm afraid you have never played basketball before? At this distance, it's OK if you can throw the basketball over. It seems that you are just here to make people laugh——"
Before 놛놅 could finish her words, her voice suddenly stopped.
Yan Zhiyu's hand was still in the shooting motion, and the ball had already been thrown.
The basketball hoop and net on the opposite side were shaking, and the basketball ball that had just passed through the hoop had fallen to the ground. Under the gaze of everyone, it bounced on the cracked plastic basketball court, making a "bang bang bang" sound.
The ball went in.
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