Chapter 11 (1/2)

In his No. 7 Basketball suit, Jiang Huo gasped and stood on the side of the basketball court.

The line of sight carelessly swept through the audience, followed by inadvertently caught a glimpse of Su Yan standing there quietly among a group of screaming crazy girls.

So many people found her at a glance.

Eyes flashed a mood, licked the lip corner.

Originally, not thirsty.

But looking at her, I always feel thirsty.

The man from the opposite side led the ball directly past Jiang Huo.

Ginger has no reaction.

Crash, a dunk across the way.

Cheng Xingyang came up and patted Jiang Huo's arm? It's all scored! ”

Jiang Huo comes back to his senses and grabs the ball.

Ten minutes later.

Cheng Xingyang stands in the middle of the basketball.

Look at the fifth mistake of Jiang Huo.

Smack your tongue.

The comrade, who committed the sixth successful foul, was not only ignorant of introspection, but also very angry.

His face is full of intolerance and anger.

This reaction is the same as when Jiang Huo fights.

Who the fuck is going to come here now? I'm sure it's going to blow up.

Cheng Xingyang wanted to make fun of him, but seeing his fidgety state, he took a step back.

Jiang Huo tried to control his restlessness, but his eyes couldn't stop glancing at the audience.

Finally, I couldn't help it.

Bang, hit the basketball on the ground.

Go straight to the audience.

As soon as he leaned over, the screams of a large group of girls around him would like to overturn the roof of the basketball court.

There are people pushing forward.

So that Su Yan was so anxious that he retreated, just when he was about to be overwhelmed by the crowd.

A hot hand, through the crowd, clutched her wrist and pulled hard.