The reborn businesswoman loses again

Chapter 104 Tricks on the court
In essence, Qiao Nan and Qin Qing have the same personality. They like quietness and hate outdoor sweaty sports. To put it bluntly, they have literary baggage.

However, Yu Yang is naturally active, and he has to mobilize his good brother to do anything. Qiao Nan is also used to cleaning up the mess for him. Now it is a satisfactory thing to be able to resign due to work-related injuries.

Qin Qing twitched the corners of her mouth, took advantage of the situation and sat down, played with the water bottle in her hand in different ways, and said calmly: "Watching the game here is considered a VIP seat."

The implication is that not only will she not play, but she will also be a spectator in the waiting area.

Qiao Nan, who was choked after taking a sip of water, turned his head to look at her quietly, "Could you be a little bit in love with my classmates, at least for the sake of seeing my disability."

He pointed to his swollen foot, trying to win sympathy.

Of course, the handsome young man with a better sprint directly spread his hands and gave a straight ball, and said frankly: "I have never played basketball, so there is nothing I can do."

This is not an excuse, it is a fact.

As the eldest son and grandson of a thousand-year-old scholarly family, you need to be proficient in everything from piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, and Western classics, but outdoor sports are strictly prohibited, because you are sweating, and behaviors that extremely destroy beauty have never been the choice of celebrities. .

However, Qiao Nan was shocked. After looking her up and down for a long while, he muttered to himself, "That's right. I think you will have to worry about Zihang when you play."

The two sat not far away, so Qin Qing could hear the other party's voice, and immediately turned her head in doubt and asked, "What does my competition have to do with him?"

This sentence sounds very strange.

"Ahem, well, I think it's better to wait for him to speak." Qiao Nan coughed twice, with a strange expression on his face.

Qin Qing felt that everyone was a little abnormal when she came back after half a month's absence, but before she could ask again, the whistle for the second quarter had already blown, and Young Master Luo, who was carrying the word "righteousness" on his shoulders, really did his part and changed his jersey. Afterwards, the taller and more handsome figure made the girls in the stands clutch their hearts again and again.

He casually tied up his half-length hair with a rubber band. Hearing the shouts from around him, he tossed the clothes in his hands out of the field, "Aye, hold it for me."

The white short-sleeved shirt fell right into the boy's hands, and the girls in the stands were so envious that their eyes were red, but the boy just smiled and nodded, and simply said, "Come on."

Didn't see any extra emotions, even though Luo Zihang felt lost in his heart, he still pumped up his blood in this refueling sentence. In just 3 minutes on the court, he broke the opponent's ball three times and scored six points. The momentum was so fast that the opponent scored Out of most of the energy to come out to defend.

"It's a good tactic." On the bench, Qin Qing, who was watching the basketball game seriously for the first time, had some fun thinking about it, and occasionally exchanged a few words with Qiao Nan beside him.

Undoubtedly, Luo Zihang is handsome on the court, shining so brightly that people can't take his eyes off, and his absolute advantage in strength also relieves the pressure on his teammates, allowing his own members to have more room to play.

"Damn, guard Luo Zihang, don't let everyone go over, some people stop the forward for me." The captain of the third class quickly discovered the loophole and became furious.

They broke into the inter-school finals last year. Although their methods were a bit despicable, it was the first time they were beaten up on the spot. Now they bumped into Luo Zihang again, and the old and new hatreds were all red for a while.

Helpless, Luo Zihang is a tall man, so he can't help playing basketball well, and his skills as a school bully are even more top-notch, and he failed to block him several times.

Seeing that the score gap was being evened out little by little, the captain of the third class was heartbroken, and he directly greeted with his hands behind his back, blocking Yu Yang who was jumping up to block the shot in front, one person on the sidelines blocked the referee, and the other jumped up from behind.

The moment their vision was blocked, Qin Qing and Qiao Nan frowned at the same time, and the next second they heard a heavy object fall to the ground.

"Ah!" Yu Yang fell to the ground, his face pale with pain as he hugged his leg.

Luo Zihang immediately rushed over to check his injuries, and looked back at the people from the third shift around him, the flames in his heart burned to the top of his head, "I'm fucking your ancestor!"

He strode forward, grabbed the captain by the collar, and lifted him into the air.

"Hey, it was our accidental injury. Student Luo, don't be impulsive, and Yan Hua doesn't allow fights." The leader of the third class immediately raised his hand in a gesture of surrender, and slyly hit him first.

"Move my brother, I'll still cut you." Luo Zihang clenched his fists until his veins bulged, and even the referee's teacher stepped forward with a tough attitude, as if he would not stop until he poked a hole in the sky, "Isn't it just a broken man?" I don't pay attention to the basketball game at all, and today I have to do it..."

"Zihang." A hand suddenly reached out from the ramp to hold his arm, and the young man's melodious and clear voice was like a gust of cool wind blowing over, interrupting his violent words, "Don't fall for it, they are on purpose."

Intentionally hurt Yu Yang to provoke a dispute, forcing Luo Zihang to do it, and then easily eliminated the strong opponent.

"Hiss...Zihang, Aye is right, don't be fooled by these villains." Yu Yang endured the pain, stood up gasping for air, and followed suit.

Luo Zihang got into a demerit for fighting because of this last year, and if he makes another mistake this time, even his student status will be given a red light.

"...Fuck." Finally endured, Luo Zihang vomited obscenities roughly, let go and threw the opponent to the ground.

The captain was already prepared to be beaten, but he was still full of surprise at the moment, but he quickly showed a mocking expression, and continued to prod: "Your team has a bad start, look at this, you have injured four people , there are not enough substitutes, what are you going to fight with us next, it is better to admit defeat as soon as possible."

The number of injuries exceeded the upper limit, and the team couldn't even get together. It seemed that the only way left was failure.

But Luo Zihang was not reconciled, this kind of aggrieved thing made his temper reach the verge of losing control, his fists kept clicking, "You grandsons..."

The angrier he was, the happier the other party smiled.

Just the next second, a pleasant voice interjected, "With me, the number of people is enough."

Add me, the number is enough.

The young man's clear voice was neither high nor low, echoing over the gymnasium, but it shocked the atmosphere of the audience for a moment.

At that time, the smile on the face of the leader of the third class stopped, and he looked over according to the prestige. When he saw the young man's fair and handsome face, his eyes subconsciously showed disdain, "It turns out that it is the so-called dark horse of the seventh class. Forget about your small body, lest you end up like a top student on the bench, that would be bad."

There was something in the other party's words, and he was clearly threatening her end and getting hurt.

(End of this chapter)