My seven most beautiful tenants

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

The sound of basketball hitting the net again and again.

Time and time again, basketball was thrown into the basket of the Department of Economics and Management by black students from the Department of Foreign Languages!

Slam dunk!Fast attack!Two points!Three points!

Wu Junyong and others were beaten completely by black team members from the foreign language department.

Every time the opponent attacks, it must be fast and score a goal!

Every attack by Wu Junyong and the others will be quickly intercepted and quickly counterattacked!

In the end, Wu Junyong and the others all flinched and defended, and they couldn't even pass halftime!

It was a one-sided massacre!

Where can I use 5 minutes?

In just 3 minutes, the economics and management department's original [-]-point lead was caught up and the score was tied.

"Pass me the ball!"

Wu Junyong was also really fired up, angry, he gave up defending, and after getting the ball, he rushed to the opponent's basket with the ball of fate, bent his knees and took off, and was about to return the opponent with a slam dunk!

However, a black shadow appeared above his head again.

Then, a big black hand slapped the basketball roughly!

Bang!

Wu Junyong dribbled the ball and smashed it to the ground!

Ahhhhh! !! !!

Wu Junyong fell to the ground, roaring in grief and indignation.

But the opponent did not foul. Amidst Wu Junyong's roar, a black student dribbled the ball and rushed to the Department of Economics and Management to stop him, and one jumped up to shoot.

The ball is in.

The foreign language department surpassed by two points!

The score became 35-37.

Whether it was the members of the Department of Economics and Management on the field or the students of the Department of Economics and Management in the stands, they all lowered their heads, sighed, and were extremely frustrated.

"It's really boring."

Ning Chuan took out his mobile phone and played an old game called 'Snake' on his mobile phone.

"Ning Chuan, you have gone too far. Do you still have a sense of collective honor?"

Jiang Churan turned around and glared at Ning Chuan.

"We all know that you and Wu Junyong don't deal with each other, but now is the time to be consistent with the outside world. You really let us down so much."

"Ugh!"

Mo Wanqiu, Xie Yanran, and He Lingling also shook their heads.

Ning Chuan ignored them at all, and just concentrated on playing the snake game on his mobile phone.

On the court, the game continued.

The Department of Economics and Management has been crushed, and the score of the Department of Foreign Languages ​​quickly surpassed by a large margin.

35: 40!

35: 55!

35: 75!

Since the replacement of the five black players, the Department of Economics and Management has not been able to score a single point!

He was directly beaten with a duck egg!

"No, even if you lose, you still have to score a goal!"

Ji Xingyu gritted his teeth and roared, dribbled the ball and rushed to the opponent's basket.

He is a bit fat, and he can barely fight with a few black students.

After gritting his teeth against a black student, Ji Xingyu finally rushed to the basket, jumped up, and was about to dunk!

At this time, a black student named Johnson secretly hit Ji Xingyu on the stomach with his elbow.

At the same time, he pretended to be wrestling, and when he fell forward, he pulled Ji Xingyu's shorts with his hands!

Hiss!

Ji Xingyu's shorts were ripped off immediately, and he fell from the air and fell to the ground.

Later, another black student also pretended to fall, and with a body weighing more than 200 kilograms, he sat down on Ji Xingyu's head and body!

"what!"

Ji Xingyu screamed, his hand was crushed and broken, and blood came out of his mouth and nose!

The ball, of course, was missed.

The team members of the Department of Economics and Management immediately helped Ji Xingyu up to discuss with the black people in the Department of Foreign Languages.

But these black people ignored them at all. Some pretended not to understand Chinese, and some spread their hands innocently.

The students of the Department of Economics and Management were immediately furious, but there was nothing they could do.

At this time, Ning Chuan put away his phone, stood up with a frown, and walked in front of the injured Ji Xingyu.

"Your hand is broken, I'll help you deal with it first, and then you go to the hospital by yourself."

Ning Chuan stretched out his hand and tapped Ji Xingyu's fractured arm a few times, then straightened his arm, tore Ji Xingyu's clothes into strips and tied them up. Ji Xingyu immediately felt that his arm did not hurt so much.

"Just go to the hospital and get a splint, let's go."

Ningchuan Road.

"Boss, thank you, I don't want to leave yet, I want to watch this game."

Ji Xingyu said unwillingly.

"Okay, then I'll take your place and help you fight." Ning Chuan said.

"What? Boss, you, you, didn't you say you can't play basketball?" Ji Xingyu was taken aback.

Ning Chuan didn't answer, and walked directly into the stadium.

The others also looked at Ning Chuan in surprise.

Ning Chuan is now considered to be the focus of attention. Everyone still remembers that just half an hour ago, Jiang Churan asked him if he knew how to play basketball, and he himself said no!

So what is playing now?

Can't help but want to avenge Ji Xingyu?

But this is not a fight, if you play a person who can't play basketball, instead of getting revenge, you can only add to the chaos!

"Ning Chuan, it's none of your business here, hurry down! Get someone who can play basketball to come up!"

Wu Junyong said angrily.

"Ning Chuan, basketball is not about fighting, get down!"

Jiang Churan also stood up angrily, rushed to the side of the field, and drank with her hips on her hips.

Jiang Yuqi walked to the sidelines, supported Ji Xingyu, and complained: "Xingyu, look, Ning Chuan is so impulsive, it's embarrassing to go up, and you still want to call him the boss?"

"Ning Chuan, get the hell out of me right now! Don't make trouble! Do you know that although we are 40 points behind, I have already discovered the opponent's weakness and found a way to deal with them. We still have to catch up hope! But if you come to make trouble, then there is no hope at all!"

Seeing Ning Chuan walking straight to the middle of the court, Wu Junyong suddenly rolled his eyes and said deliberately.

Now the score is 40 points behind, and there are only a few minutes left in the game. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this game will undoubtedly lose, and it will be a big and humiliating loss.

This will definitely become Wu Junyong's scapegoat.

But now, if Ning Chuan insisted on playing, the bad thing might turn into a good thing.

This must-lose game can be blamed on Ning Chuan!

"If I play, I will win." Ning Chuan glanced at Wu Junyong and said calmly.

Wu Junyong was overjoyed immediately, and thought, this Ning Chuan really only has brute force in his mind, can't he see such an obvious aggressive method?

"Okay, since you are so confident, then you can play, and the next game will be handed over to you to control the field."

Wu Junyong's attitude took a 180-degree turn.

"Huh? What?"

On the sidelines, Jiang Churan was dumbfounded.

"Why, how can we really let him play?"

"Wu Junyong has already said that he has found the other party's flaws and found a way to deal with them, and we will turn defeat into victory!"

"Ning Chuan, come down quickly, don't be impulsive!"

Mo Wanqiu, Xie Yanran, and He Lingling were also in a daze.

Then, the four big classes looked at each other, and they all rushed onto the field, trying to forcefully pull Ning Chuan out to prevent him from disrupting the game.