"Handsome boy, class starts now!"
…
By the window of a bedroom on the second floor, Chu Yifeng was wearing a large black cotton T-shirt. He was holding a white towel with his handsome fingers, wiping his hair and looking outside.
Chu Ci saw Bi Yue talking nonsense and started to dribble the ball quickly. Bi Yue gritted her teeth and followed closely, staring at the ball. One, two, three, at the moment when Chu Ci shot, Bi Yue jumped up with all her strength and shouted:
"Block!"
Chu Ci made the mistake of empiricism and simply stepped on tiptoe without jumping. He never expected that the slender woman in front of him would suddenly transform into an eagle in the sky, blocking out the sky and the sun and covering him.
The young boy was in a daze when the ball in his hand was chopped off by Bi Yue.
Chu Yifeng stopped wiping his hair and squinted his eyes to stare at the situation.
Fortunately, the young boy Chu Ci's second reaction was quite quick. He bent down to retrieve the ball, turned around and continued to attack the basket.
It took him a while to speak, and just as his hand was raised to his waist, Bi Yue quickly stepped forward and grabbed it:
"steal!"
The momentum of shouting in English... Chu Ci's hand shook and the ball fell. Bi Yue intercepted it and turned around to carry it back to the outside line.
This time, Chu Yifeng at the window and the person involved, Chu Ci, were really scared... As quiet as a virgin, but as swift as a rabbit, what a martial artist!
Bi Yue dribbled twice and suddenly stopped, collected the ball, and made a standard three-threat (offensive posture).
As expected, she is still a silly girl! Chu Yifeng breathed a sigh of relief. If she dribbled the ball again, it would be a violation. How could this country girl make fun of him in his house?
Chu Ci had the same idea as his brother. He walked over with a frivolous look and said to Bi Yue with a playful smile, "You didn't hit it anymore. Give the ball back to me!"
When they were a few steps apart, Bi Yue suddenly exerted her strength and launched the ball horizontally. Chu Ci was caught off guard, and with a thud, the ball hit Chu Ci's chest and bounced back into Bi Yue's hand.
"This time we're filming. I say go to class, and I'm going to class!"
Bi Yue glanced at the basket and shot gently:
"! (fixed-point investment)"
Bi Yue rushed forward, shifting from her hips to her left hand, heading straight for the basket from the left. Chu Ci followed closely, pressing every step. Nearing the baseline, Bi Yue took a long Eurostep, Chu Ci waiting to block the shot. Bi Yue stepped over the basket and directly hit a reverse layup from the right side of the bank!
"layup!"
The handsome guy was completely dumbfounded this time, with his mouth wide open like a scarecrow.
“! (Hook shot)”
“! (Fadeaway jump shot)”
After four consecutive blows, Chu Ci was on the verge of collapse.
Chu Yifeng at the window thought... this must be a fucking illusion!
"Watch out, little brat, this is the ball of life and death!" Bi Yue found the touch, and his mind began to flash back to those countless early mornings and late nights, every drop of sweat and every tear he shed in the extremely hot gym just to get those extra tens of points in the college entrance examination.
Dribbling the ball, he took two steps back, put his legs together, and bent his body.
"--shot!"
It’s three. Chu Ci understood this sentence. A country girl shoots a three-pointer!!!
A voice in my head said:
"You, if you let this girl score this goal, she will bully you for the rest of your life!"
Chu Ci suddenly started moving, no longer caring about the ball in his hand, but rushing straight towards the thin Bi Yue.
The ball has been shot!
The person has fallen down!
Arc, such a beautiful arc!
Bi Yue's shouts spread farther and farther, and Chu Yifeng heard them clearly. He put down his whistle finger and looked seriously at the village girl who seemed to have accidentally entered his home:
"! (Penalty, three plus one)"
Bi Yue kicked away the desperate little boy who pounced on her, jumped up, and shouted excitedly:
"Stephen Curry knows this?! Steph Curry just shoots like that!"
Chu Ci struggled to get up with a dark face. He just wanted to pitch the ball, why did you push him down?! He cried:
"What the hell, my pants are torn! Teacher!"
After some exercise, Bi Yue, with a rosy face, smiled...
Chu Yifeng, who had been standing by the window and forgot to dry his hair in order to watch the battle, saw Bi Yue's face clearly...
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