The neighbor is a yin and yang eye

He knew that their own jerseys were white, but why were those jerks' jerseys also white!

Now he can't even tell his teammates apart.

"Eh?" An Sheng looked at the moving flames following Jiang Yingyu's running, and gritted his teeth.

This is good!

In fact, it is a bit exaggerated for him to say that he is blind, but there is no distinction between men and women one meter away, and they can still be recognized when they are close, An Sheng thought so.

"Jiang Yingyu, catch it!" I don't know who grabbed the ball. An Sheng took the ball and ran after the flames. Anyway, he couldn't make a shot if he got the ball, so it's safer to throw it all to Jiang Yingyu.

Jiang Yingyu turned around and jumped to catch the ball, then jumped on the spot and threw the ball in.

...Unfortunately, not three points.

This time he was too close to the rebound.

An Sheng gave him a high-five, and before he could start laughing, Zhao Wen moved to his side with a gloomy face.

"Anzi, do you know whose arms you just forcibly pulled the ball out of?"

Another team member also leaned over to his other side, "Squad leader, we are all on the same team, you can just shout if you want, it's not worth fighting for the ball with us."

An Sheng was taken aback, did he blame him for being blind?

This time it was their serve. Zhao Wen took the ball from his teammate and went straight to his backboard. Not long after, he saw An Sheng attacking towards him, and he shouted, "An Zi, it's me, I'm Fatty." , don’t take my ball anymore!!!”

An Sheng paused, turned around and headed towards the little flame again.

In addition to being able to easily see where the flame is, he can also find the position of the ball based on the sound of the ball being slapped.

Otherwise, I don't know how to play in the last 10 minutes.

For the last shot, Jiang Yingyu stood outside the three-point line and slapped the ball lazily. After all the opponents surrounded him, he smiled and said to No. 8 who was facing him, "Look out."

The ball was thrown by No. 8 when he overhanded it.

The two jumped up from the ground, this feeling is very familiar to him, everything becomes very slow, Jiang Yingyu looked at No. 8 who stretched out his hand and tried to intercept his ball, with a hideous expression on his face, Jiang Yingyu The corners of the mouth curled up.

Heck, hot chicken, today Uncle Jiang will show you what it means to hit every shot!

The whistle sounded, "Time is up! The game is over."

After landing, Jiang Yingyu stood still, staring at the basketball that bounced up after landing through the head in front of him.

No. 8's jumping ability is very strong, but Jiang Yingyu's is also good, and the other party seems to be not feeling well at the moment.

"Three points are valid..."

There was a burst of cheers from the stadium, and a group of girls in short skirts ran towards them with water in their hands.

Jiang Yingyu didn't know who was squeezed in the middle, he turned his face and looked around for An Sheng, thinking that that guy is blind now, don't be stepped on accidentally!

Compared with their cheering and hugging here, the face on the other side is not very good, and the difference in points is not too big, only eight points, that is, the shots made in the last 10 minutes, except for a two-pointer, the others are all three-pointers.

And they were all voted by the same person. What does that mean? It means that they were abused by the same person!

Originally, they had already pre-booked the champions. Who would have thought that such a person would come out this year.

Too embarrassing...

The more people watched, the more unhappy they became. Zhao Wen just turned around and made a face at them. Immediately, some people couldn't bear it any longer and were about to attack with their fists clenched, but they were pulled back by their coach.

"Why! Don't you think it's embarrassing enough? Get the hell out of here!"

An Sheng didn't know who was being hugged, everyone was very happy to win, so he didn't care who it was, and he stretched out his arms to hug that person and had fun together.

After everyone's emotions stabilized, Liu Qiang patted An Sheng's shoulder and said, "Hurry up and change your clothes, let's go eat hot pot!"

After speaking, everyone shouted again, very happy.

After hearing the voice, An Sheng realized that it turned out that the old Liu who was hugging him just now!

He thought it was Jiang Yingyu...

"Hey, An Sheng, go to the hospital now, your eyes..." someone said.

Liu Qiang also said, "Yes, yes, yes, I was so happy that I almost forgot about our wounded. By the way, there is also the one in the infirmary. Send them together."

When An Sheng heard that eating hot pot was not his place, and a bunch of people wanted to send him to the hospital, he immediately became unhappy, and he waved his hand to refuse, "No, I'm fine, I'm scaring you, I There is no bleeding, but my face is a little swollen, eating hot pot, it's important to eat hot pot!"

Liu Qiang patted An Sheng's back with a smile, "You won't be hurt when you talk about eating hot pot! All right, then go and change your clothes first..."

Sitting on the stool outside the locker room, Jiang Yingyu and An Sheng were drinking water.

"Don't you hurry up and take a seat?" Jiang Yingyu relaxed his body and leaned his back against the wall, with a towel hanging around his neck to wipe off his sweat.

An Sheng stretched his feet forward, and followed Jiang Yingyu's example and leaned against the wall, "It's not that I'm busy reincarnating, don't be in a hurry, besides, even if I squeeze in, I may not be able to find where the clothes are .”

Right now, several teams are crowding to change clothes, and they are probably busy walking. If he follows in now, it may be light to step on a few feet, and he may be punched secretly because of his displeasure. .

Jiang Yingyu laughed with his mouth open for a while.

"At that time you said," Jiang Yingyu swallowed, "you saw flames on my body?"

At the beginning of this matter, he thought An Sheng was making trouble with him, but when he found that An Sheng could tell his position in a second on the entire court, he became a little curious about what An Sheng said.

Because An Sheng's short-sightedness is beyond doubt.

An Sheng held the bottle and didn't speak. After a while, he turned to look at Jiang Yingyu. He stared at the faint flame on Jiang Yingyu's left crotch, and said, "No, you heard it wrong."

"Ah?" Jiang Yingyu was puzzled, what did this person say and he forgot after a while? "You clearly said that."

An Sheng ignored him and drank water on his own.

Anyway, no one will believe it, and if they say it, they will only be treated as a lunatic...

The mint water that I usually like to drink has become tasteless now. An Sheng just wanted to put the bottle away, but suddenly felt a pain in his armpit, and all the water was spilled on his body.

Hold!This bitch actually plucked his hair!Childish or not!

"..." An Sheng only had time to clamp his armpit, and Jiang Yingyu's mischievous laughter came from beside him, "I didn't expect you to have a lot of hair, don't pretend to have amnesia, what is the flame you mentioned... ..."

Before Jiang Yingyu could groan for two seconds, An Sheng stretched out his hand and grabbed him and pulled him to the ground, turning over and pinning him to the ground.

Fuck!

Jiang Yingyu cursed secretly, this bad posture.

At this moment, An Sheng pulled his hands on top of his head, and he sat on his stomach, and he couldn't exert any energy.

An Sheng had no expression on his face, he glanced at Jiang Yingyu's armpit with a cold face, and said, "You have quite a few."

After speaking, he reached out to the stool to bring Jiang Yingyu's unfinished water, bit off the bottle cap and poured it on the person.

"Fuck! You fucking..." Jiang Yingyu twisted his body and hid a few times, but he couldn't escape. In this weather, the floor was quite cold, and he was covered in sweat. He was so shocked by the cold water, he felt bad up.

He thinks that An Sheng did it on purpose. It's not good where the water pours, but it pours on his chest...

He was so fucking excited!

"Huh?" An Sheng suddenly lowered his head and approached Jiang Yingyu's face.

This... what the hell is this for!The distance is too close, almost fucking close to his face.

"..." Jiang Yingyu shivered from the cold, and asked with trembling mouth, "What are you doing!"

After asking, he turned his face to the left, afraid of confronting An Sheng.

In the end, An Sheng dropped the bottle, grabbed his face and pulled it back for him...

This fucking isn't about... kissing him, is it?Jiang Yingyu blinked twice.

He suddenly felt a little hot in his brain, especially An Sheng's breathing so close to him made him feel as if he was taking a sauna in the crater of a volcano.

I don't know what to think, Jiang Yingyu's brain cramped, he thought, should I close my eyes now?

Thinking of this, he closed his eyes, but there was a constant pounding in his chest.

Jiang Yingyu said, "You fucking hurry up," the crowd...

An Cheng squinted and watched Jiang Yingyu close his eyes suddenly, he was still a little dazed, he reached out and touched the corner of Jiang Yingyu's jaw, there was also a very obvious redness there at the moment, he asked, "The one made by No. 8? "

"Why are you sweating so much? Are you hot?" An Sheng asked again.

Feeling An Sheng's stroking on his cheek, Jiang Yingyu opened his eyes.

"...You came so close to me and asked this?" I'll fuck you!

An Sheng tilted his head, "I can't see clearly, what's wrong with getting closer?"

What is he going to say about this?Jiang Yingyu expressed a little myocardial infarction.

He took a deep breath and said, "Well, he got it on you, and I almost got it back. Maybe I got it by accident."

That guy has to break at least one rib, and it's hard to say about other places.

Under the black hand?Who wouldn't!

An Sheng groaned and straightened up, looking as if he suddenly forgot what he wanted to say just now.

Seeing the person not moving for a long time, Jiang Yingyu twisted his waist, "Are you still fucking letting me go?"

"Wait a minute, I'll think about it for a while," An Sheng said, looking at the floor.

I'll wait for you, sir!

Jiang Yingyu continued to twist, trying to pull himself out from An Sheng's body. An Sheng didn't look very fat, but it was really hard to move under the pressure.

Twisting and twisting, Jiang Yingyu froze suddenly.

Card... stuck!

"Fuck!" Jiang Yingyu's face suddenly turned red, and he burst out with great strength at this moment, he broke free from the restraints on his hands, pushed An Sheng away, got up, turned around and ran to the toilet.

An Sheng sat down on the ground, still a little dazed.

Why is this guy so fucking crazy...

Jiang Yingyu quickly ran into the toilet, then backed out after a second and looked at the wall to make sure he was right before going in.

Fuck me!I'm fucking hard!