Universal Universal System of Rebirth

Chapter 17 Capitalized Bold Clothes
"Tch, that poor dick must be fooled. Senior He Weidong is the 'little prince of the court', how could he lose to him?!" A girl who looked like a dinosaur snorted sourly.

"That's right! It's just started now, and when Senior He Weidong serves the ball, he will be able to pass him easily." A girl with a pockmarked face said with stars in her eyes.

"I really hope that kid can teach He a good lesson, occupying the title of his little basketball prince, dragging him like two to five to eighty thousand, I have long disliked him." Some boys also gloated.

At the same time, Ou Qianru, who was watching the battle, suddenly showed a look of shock on her cold and pretty face.

This classmate who has only been in the same class as her for one year has made her look at him differently more than once.

In the basketball court, He Weidong was very dissatisfied. Like those students watching, how could he lose to Mu Donglai, a poor dick with the strength of his little basketball prince? The goal just now was just his luck. It's just started, according to the pre-match agreement, whoever scores ten goals first wins.

Next, he will definitely be able to pull back a goal, and then easily finish him off with an absolute advantage of ten to one.

"Mu Donglai, this ball counts as shit luck for you. Next time I serve, I will be able to kneel down and beg for mercy." He Weidong yelled confidently.

Mu Donglai didn't talk nonsense, he threw the basketball in his hand to He Weidong, and then concentrated on preparing to defend.

He Weidong took the ball, slapped it bang bang, and began to prepare to break through Mu Donglai's defense.

I saw that he first came to a set of crotch cross dribble, and that movement was indeed fancy enough.

As soon as He Weidong dribbled the ball, there was a burst of screams from those brain-dead fans on the sidelines.

"Wow, Senior He Weidong is so handsome dribbling!"

"Senior He Weidong, come on!"

"Senior He Weidong, I love you!"

……

There were screams and shouts from the sidelines, which actually attracted the physical education teachers.

They came to the sidelines to watch the battle one after another, some shook their heads and laughed, some laughed it off, and some simply watched the excitement.

He Weidong became more and more proud when he heard the screams and shouts of the fans on the sidelines. He really liked the feeling of being sought after by everyone.

I saw him pull the ball in his hand to the right, taking advantage of the momentum to break through to Mu Donglai's left.

However, this move was nothing more than a fake move, and what he really wanted to break through was Mu Donglai's right hand.

"Stupid!" He Weidong snorted coldly, his hand movements stopped suddenly, and he was about to break through to Mu Donglai's left hand while swaying his body.

However, the next second he was stunned.

At some point, the basketball in his hand was taken away by a big hand as fast as lightning.

How is this possible?

How could his speed be so fast, and he had obviously eaten his own fake moves just now, why?What exactly is this for?
He Weidong froze on the spot, terrified in his heart, his face was already flushed into a liver color.

He is the "basketball prince" who has made countless girls crazy in Fengming Middle School, how could he be defeated so easily, and the opponent is actually a scumbag like Mu Donglai.

At that moment, He Weidong instinctively cast his eyes on the beautiful figure watching the battle that made him dream about, but he saw that the eyes of the goddess in his mind were not on him at all.

He Weidong clenched his fists tightly, and his heart was full of anger.

Seeing Ou Qianru staring blankly at Mu Dong, He Weidong's hatred for Mu Donglai increased a few points.

"Mu Donglai, I will never let you go. It was just my carelessness just now, and I will make you look good next time." He Weidong roared angrily in his heart.

At this moment, there was a "bang" sound from the court, followed by a crisp sound of the basketball hitting the ground.

He Weidong was confused again! ! !
The mouth was so wide that it was almost stuffed into an apple.

Staring at the wobbly basket, he was stunned, with inexplicable horror on his face, as if he had seen some horrific scene happening before his eyes.

The scene once again fell into dead silence!

Half an hour!

"My God, am I dreaming? That kid dunked just now!" a student exclaimed.

"Looking at his appearance, he is only 1.8 meters tall at most. The standard height of the basket is 3.05 meters. In addition to the height of his wingspan, his vertical take-off height must be at least 1.1 meters or more. This, this is simply too much. Unbelievable!" Some students analyzed it first, then clicked their tongues on the spot.

"Who is this guy? Why have you never seen him play basketball on the basketball court before?"

Mu Donglai's amazing dunk just now, many passers-by who watched the excitement immediately became fans.

"It looks like he and He Weidong are in the same class." Someone guessed.

"By the way, I remembered, isn't he the same Mu Donglai who won No.1 in the city's youth shooting competition?! That's right, it's him!"

"It turned out to be him, no wonder his physical fitness is so good!"

……

Many students watching the match gradually began to support Mu Donglai.

Although they often watch those NBA players dunk on live TV, seeing it with their own eyes in reality is a completely different visual experience.

At this moment, Han Cheng couldn't help rushing into the arena, and had a passionate chest bump with Mu Donglai.

"Boss, you are going against the sky! From now on, I, Han Cheng, will be your brainless fan, and I will obey you for the rest of my life!" Han Cheng said excitedly.

Just now, he thought that Mu Donglai was being angry and asked him if he wanted to watch the dunk performance. At that time, he just thought that Mu Donglai was bluffing, but he didn't expect that he actually did it.

Mu Dong came here to pretend, he was dressed in Hancheng capitalized and bold.

After the celebration, when Han Cheng walked off the court, he still didn't forget to tease He Weidong who was still in a state of confusion: "He Weidong, don't you know how to pretend to be aggressive, now that you have been slapped in the face, don't you feel very sour! "

He Weidong's face was purple and blue, and he felt hot, it was really sour and refreshing!

This invisible slap was slapped, it was so loud!
Coincidentally, the main players of the two school teams who had been clamoring to torture Mu Donglai to death just now were also full of depression at the moment, as if their faces had been burned, and they wished they could just dig a hole in the ground and get in.

But this invisible face-slapping mode is just the beginning.

He Weidong was naturally unwilling and unconvinced, he gritted his teeth and shouted: "Mu Donglai, don't be complacent, I just let you get those two goals just now, next I will let you see the true meaning of my little basketball prince." Strength."

"Oh? Really? Then I really want to see it!" Mu Donglai joked.

The game continues!
Three seconds later!

"Shh!"

"Oh my god, I'm not mistaken, it's a difficult fadeaway jumper, and this is the skill of Master Qiao!"

"Bang bang... Shua!"

Another goal hit the net!
"My god, that's a pull-up layup! It's so cool and crazy!"

"Shh!"

"Shh!"

……

10:0
At the moment when the final score was fixed, the audience burst into thunderous applause.

(End of this chapter)