"Who is this?" Li Rufeng asked.

Xia Jie whispered: "Zhong Hao, the sports committee in their class, do you know who his cousin is?"

"Who?"

"Zhong Qing." Xia Jie's voice was very low.

Li Rufeng grinned, no wonder he was a little disliked by this guy. It turned out to be a member of the Zhong family, Zhong Qing's cousin.

Zhong Hao smiled with an extremely confident smile on his face and said lightly: "I heard that you have replaced someone, don't change Xia Jie. Really, anyone else will lose!"

This guy is very handsome, over 1.8 meters tall, handsome face, and a tough look that smells like a creamy young man.

Just looking at the stupid eyes of the girls beside you can tell the charm of this guy.

After saying this, Zhong Hao looked at Xia Jie with a smile, and there was a sense of heat in his eyes.

A top-notch beauty like Xia Jie has a good figure, a handsome face, fair skin, and a sweet voice. Any boy will like it.

Zhong Hao is naturally no exception. He is also one of Xia Jie's many suitors.

"This classmate, when you hear your tone, it seems that you are pretending to be in front of me. I would like to advise you, I don't like others to show off in front of me, and the outcome is generally not good." When Zhong Hao was admiring Xia Jie's beauty, a disharmonious voice suddenly rang beside him.

He turned his head and saw that he was just a boy of medium shape. His appearance was just a little shorter than himself. The expression on his face made Zhong Hao really want to beat him up.

"Who are you?" The smile on Zhong Hao's face disappeared instantly, and he hummed disdainfully.

"My name is Li Rufeng." The boy grinned, his teeth were quite white, but his expression was very worthy of beating.

Zhong Hao felt disgusted, glared at his eyes, and said angrily: "Are you a new one?"

"Yes, why, are you scared? If you are afraid, admit defeat immediately, so as not to lose face if you are beaten up later." Li Rufeng said with a smile.

Zhong Hao smiled coldly, glanced at Li Rufeng with extreme disdain, sneered, and snorted: "Will I be beaten by you? Are you dreaming? Or is your brain watered?"

As he said that, he looked at Lin Xiang, frowned and asked, "Who is this? From your class? Why haven't I seen it before?"

"A new student who has been in the class for a few days is known as Cai Xukun, the No. 5 Middle School." Lin Xiang sneered, sarcastic, with a look of gloating.

"Haha, Cai Xukun from No. 5, is so stupid!" Zhong Hao's lips curled up.

Li Rufeng's face was stern, "This classmate, please speak civilized words."

"Tsk! You can care about me?"

Zhong Hao snorted coldly and made an exaggerated dance move: "Chicken, you are so beautiful! If I didn't say you, just go to a place where no one is playing with chicken, what ball to play with?"

"You are also worthy of playing basketball!" Zhong Hao's face was full of disdain.

Li Rufeng smiled faintly. Sure enough, it was not a family, and if he didn't enter the family, the boy was the same as his cousin Zhong Qing, and said, "If you lose later, wouldn't you even be worse than a waste?"

"Boy, who gave you the courage to make you so crazy? Wait, I will trample you under my feet and ruthlessly ravage you!"

Zhong Hao threw down a sentence, glanced at Xia Jie, and returned to their team.

He had already decided that Lin Xiang was on the court just now, and he would give Lin Xiang some face. If he had been ungrateful, crazy and mindless guy, he would not have any face at all!

It’s definitely not the end if you don’t abuse him!

Li Rufeng, Jiang Zetai and others returned to the court, and the referee whistled and the game continued.

Although the three boys who were not replaced were discouraged, they had not given up and continued to fight. After Yue Bin, who was complained by Lin Xiang, grabbed the ball, he passed it directly to Li Rufeng.

Unexpectedly, Li Rufeng was holding the ball in public and ran to the opposite side. The referee's whistle immediately sounded - "Dou"!

Walk!

A burst of laughter immediately sounded from the cheerleaders of Class 8 on the sidelines.

"Oh, I'll go, is this guy funny coming up? He actually walked in this way!"

"Did he think he was playing rugby? He ran with the ball in his arms."

"I'm so laughing. I dare to change such people. Is the people in their class thinking? "

...

The audience in Class 8 was talking a lot, and the cheerleading team in Class 9 was filled with sighs.

Xia Jie and Julie both held their foreheads with their hands on their faces, looking dark.

It's over, Li Rufeng really doesn't know how to play basketball!

He was really bragging just now!

Lin Xiang was secretly proud and laughed secretly. He was no longer angry now, but instead was a little happy.

I was worried about losing face after losing, but this idiot actually stood up and insisted on going on stage and changing himself.

Now, even if I lose, I don’t have to take the blame. With this idiot as a shield in front of me, at that time, I will not only push all the responsibilities completely, but also take the opportunity to humiliate this guy.

Delightful!

Inexplicably, he was fouled. Li Rufeng was a little dissatisfied and even held the basketball and refused to let go. Grandma, I didn't hit anyone and didn't do anything, why did he foul?

He muttered, Jiang Zetai quickly snatched the ball from him and threw it to the referee, whispering a few words to him with a black line.

Looking at Li Rufeng's unclear expression on the court, Xia Jie quickly called for a timeout again, because it was not a regular game, but just a friendly match between classes, so the rules were not strict.

Within one minute, they called for a timeout twice in a row. The people from Class 8 were reluctant. Zhong Hao sneered and shouted at the side: "If you can't, just admit defeat. Why send someone who can't play ball up? Is it embarrassing? Haha!"

Xia Jie and Li Wanjun pretended not to hear it and urged the team members to quickly tell Li Rufeng some basic knowledge and rules for playing basketball.

Yue Bin and Jiang Zetai were ordered to explain to Li Rufeng one by one, giving face-to-face advice.

Li Rufeng learned and sold it now, and listened very well.

Lin Xiang next to him was almost angry. What do you think of this special horse?

At such a big disadvantage, this person who doesn't understand basketball was actually sent to the court, but the two beauties in the class were still concerned about him.

It's really unreasonable!

The two-minute timeout ended soon, and Li Rufeng and four teammates returned to the court again. Although he learned and sold it right away, his understanding was not comparable to that of ordinary people. At least he would not make the mistake of running forward with the ball in his arms.

However, he still walks often and always loses the ball. Not only him, but Jiang Zetai is also of average quality and his physical fitness is even more average. When the person on the other side touches him, he will fall and he has no ability to confront him at all.

A few minutes later.

The score on the field has become 13:46, and Class 9 is 33 points behind!

After Jiang Zetai was knocked down by the opponent's player again, he jumped up from the ground and became angry: "Damn! What are you doing? Are you playing basketball or fighting?"

His shouts immediately aroused the boys in Class 8 on the sidelines to boycott and laugh.

"Waste! Basketball games are originally a high-intensity confrontation exercise. If you can't stand it, go home to raise pigs as soon as possible!"

"That's it! If you don't have the ability, don't choose basketball in our class! If you don't dare to compete, just go down and admit defeat! You can still save yourself some face!"
Chapter completed!