I shouldn't be beaten by a hatchet

Chapter 16 Trash Talk on the Field

Not only did Wang Shuang's hands not intend to let go, but they suddenly clenched them tightly, her red lips outlined a sinister smile, her biceps bulged slightly, she had used all her strength, and she couldn't wait to teach this little man a lesson!

Ye Ran's face changed slightly, and he felt a terrible force coming from the opponent's firm hands, like a raging wave, each wave was higher than the other, and the bones of his hand "clucked" when pinched, faintly It hurts, and the white and tender skin near the palm turns red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This girl is really strong!

He sighed secretly in his heart, his face did not change at all, and his voice was calm: "Release!"

Wang Shuang's expression was surprised. She thought that Ye Ran would make a fool of herself with her small movements, but she didn't expect the other party to be calm and scary.

My own strength can't control a little man?

She continued to exert force without believing in evil, and at the same time mocked in a frivolous tone: "Ye Ran, your hands are so white and tender. Instead of using them to please women, you use them to play basketball. It's really a waste of money!"

"Wang Shuang, your hands are big and wide, very suitable for playing basketball, but you can't even compare with a man, what a shame!"

Ye Ran retorted and directly took the knife on the other party's sore spot. He didn't want to cause trouble, but the other party didn't intend to let him go. The clay figurine was also very angry.

The young man's words immediately brought back Wang Shuang's memories of the past. Her face was twisted, her eyes were wide open, as if she was about to be addicted to people.

Before she got angry, Shangguan Yanran had already walked over, her pretty face was cold, and she yelled indifferently: "Release!"

Wang Shuang turned his head and glanced at the enviable face, quickly regained his composure, his eyes filled with fear, let go with a cold snort, and walked towards the backcourt of the team.

She is not afraid of Ye Ran, but she is still a little afraid of Shangguan Yanran. Regardless of strength, just the Shangguan family, a giant in Luo City, is enough to make ordinary people feel awe.

"Stop!" Shangguan Yanran said abruptly, her eyes fell on Yeran's red and swollen palm, and her anger rose all of a sudden.

She has always been cold-tempered, and there are very few things that can make her angry, and Yeran must be the most important factor among them.

"Forget it, just play back on the court!"

"Then, are you okay?" Shangguan Yanran hesitated.

"No problem!"

Ye Ran shook his head, gently kneading his palm, the redness and swelling on it quickly subsided, and the two of them stood in a stalemate for a very short time, which did not cause serious consequences and could not affect his performance.

"Over there, get in place quickly, the game is about to start!"

The referee urged loudly, but did not notice Wang Shuang's small movements.

"coming!"

Ye Ran responded, and ran to the center of the court first. Although Shangguan Yanran was unwilling, she could only stomp her little feet and followed closely.

Before the start of the basketball game, it is necessary to compete for the ball by the rules of the jump ball.

In this kind of class team, Shangguan Yanran needs to support her from behind, so Yeran is obliged to play the role of the jumping ball.

Standing in front of him was Da Zhongfeng Zheng Rui from Class 568. His height of 2 meters looked very oppressive, and he seemed to have an advantage in jump ball rules.

But in fact, apart from height, the jump ball rules pay more attention to the explosiveness of bouncing, and Yeran is extremely confident about this.

"and many more!"

Wang Shuang's voice sounded from behind, and she came to the center of the field with her hips akimbo, patted Zheng Rui's strong chest, and said in a very rude tone, "Go to the back."

She originally thought that the opponent would send Shangguan Yanran to be the jumper, so she wisely chose to hide behind, but she didn't expect that it was Ye Ran who stood up, and she naturally would not give up this rare opportunity.

"Oh!"

Zheng Rui rubbed the back of his head with a smirk, and obediently walked back, his body shape was completely inversely proportional to his temper.

Ye Ran licked her lips, bent her knees slightly, supported her knees with her hands, sat up and got ready to jump, and her eyes became serious. Compared with the big guy before, Wang Shuang in front of her was obviously more difficult to deal with.

"Yeran, I'm going to cry for you today!" Wang Shuang lowered her voice, full of provocation, and couldn't help but a smug smile appeared on her face, as if she had seen Yeran being beaten and cried by her.

"Hehe, the lost dog can only talk big!" Ye Ran sneered back, her eyes were as calm as a pool, and Wang Shuang's words did not cause any waves.

Trash talk is a part of the basketball game. Players use each other to interfere with the opponent's mentality, thereby affecting their performance.

Apparently, Wang Shuang was disturbed. She was not in a good state of mind, and she became even more furious when her scars were picked up like this. Her dark face turned blue and red, and her body trembled slightly.

And at this moment, the whistle sounded, the ball in the referee's hand was thrown high into the air between the two, and the game officially started...

In the studio of the school's cultural activity center, a graceful figure was lying lazily on the sofa, with his head resting on the lap of a girl sitting on one side of the sofa, while his slender legs were resting on the other side. side of the girl's lap.

"Sister Liuli, Grape!"

The one whose thigh was used as a pillow was a yellow-haired girl with heavy makeup on her small face and tattoo marks on her neck.

But it was such a bad girl, with a flattering face and a gentle tone, she carefully peeled a crystal grape, and then gently handed it to the lips of the girl in her arms.

Xia Liuli opened her cherry lips slightly, sucked the grapes in, chewed slowly, her beautiful eyes stared at the screen on the wall, and asked vaguely: "Xiaomei, which class do you think will win today's competition?"

Xiaomei's full name is Wei Xiaomei. While massaging Xia Liuli's beautiful black legs, she watched the live broadcast of the basketball game shown on the screen. Her tone was very firm: "Yeran and his class must win!"

"Oh? So sure!"

"Of course, because there is a saying on the court, you can always trust Yeran!" Wei Xiaomei's eyes were bright, and she was obviously a diehard fan of Yeran.

Of course, this sentence is not groundless. In previous competitions, whenever a critical moment came, Ye Ran's shots would become extremely precise, as if the god of death had descended, forcibly ending the competition.

"Heh!" Xia Liuli laughed and didn't say much.

The little girl who had just started stretched out her small hand at the right time, took the spit out grape seeds from Xia Liuli's lips, poured them into the ashtray, then picked up a bottle of iced juice, inserted the straw and passed it over.

Xia Liuli took a sip, narrowed her comfortable eyes, and looked at the game on the screen comfortably. At this time, the whistle sounded, and the battle between the two sides was about to start...

(End of this chapter)