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After Lu Chong finished speaking, he sped up and rushed towards the basket. Then, he stood two points away from the basket and lightly threw the basketball into the basket, as if he had followed the set parabola.

"Hubby, hubby, you're too handsome!" Little Lolita's eyes rippled, wishing she could run over and give Lu Chong a smack.

"Haha, Xue'er, watch me score another goal." Lu Chong laughed and replied the distant Little Lolita.

should have been very happy when she saw Lu Chong score, but now that she saw Lu Chong and his sister winking at each other, her face immediately fell. She walked in front of Lin Xueer and said angrily: "Go back to your classroom to attend class."

"Sis, I won't scream at most." Yang Xue'er held her hands tightly, feeling wronged.

Lu Chong took the basketball, threw it at Yao Xiaoming, and said provocatively: "I'll give you another chance to touch the ball."

"How can this guy be so fast?" Yao Xiaoming's face darkened. He did not expect Lu Chong to be so popular, "Fang Wen Long, go serve the ball."

Yao Xiaoming walked to the closest spot to Fang Wenlong and prepared to receive the ball. Once the ball was in his hands, it would be too difficult for Lu Chong to steal it away from him.

Following the referee's whistle, Fang Wenlong passed the ball to Yao Xiaoming, who was the closest to him.

Yao Xiaoming looked at Lu Chong, then gave him a middle finger, similarly provoking: "If you have the guts, come and snatch it over."

After saying that, he slowly ran towards the basket on the other side.

The slower you dribble, the better you can hold the ball in your hand.

Lu Chong laughed: "Hehe, since you have such a request, how can I not fulfill it?"

After speaking, he sped up and appeared in front of Yao Xiaoming, glaring at him.

"It's useless. If the ball is in my hands, no one can steal it away from me." Yao Xiaoming was still acting as casual as before, but his eyes were still firmly locked onto Lu Chong's body.

"Is that so?" The corner of Lu Chong's mouth lifted into a beautiful arc. He stepped forward at an extremely inconceivable angle and lightly pulled on Yao Xiaoming's hand, sending the ball flying in the air. The instant it was about to land in Yao Xiaoming's hands, he snatched it away.

Yao Xiaoming was still in his playing stance, but when he went to play basketball the next moment, he discovered that he missed. His face paled and he said, "Impossible!"

"Nothing is impossible, I'll give you a chance to snatch it away." After Lu Chong finished speaking, he did not directly rush towards the basketball court. Instead, he slowly dribbled on the field, stopped, dribbled, and stopped.

Every time he dribbled, Yao Xiaoming would try to snatch the ball, but every time he failed.

Then, Lu Chong would speed up the break through the encirclement and stop moving the ball again.

"Lil 'Ming, this guy seems to be messing with us." Fang Wenlong reminded him.

Yao Xiaoming angrily scolded, "You idiot, I don't need you to say that I know he is playing with us. What we can do now is to delay the time until the end of the competition before we can score a victory."

No matter how foolish Yao Xiaoming was, he knew that the current Lu Chong's basketball skills were countless times better than his. He knew that Lu Chong was no match for him.

However, just because Lu Chong played basketball well didn't mean that he would win for sure. As long as Yao Xiaoming's score was higher than Lu Chong's, then the winner would also be Yao Xiaoming.

"Surround him." Yao Xiaoming instructed.

He was the soul of the team, so the moment he said that, Fang Wen Long and his teammates surrounded Lu Chong, and he himself was no exception.

"They really are a bunch of idiots!" Lu Chong used a sound attack to the east and west, shaking off two of the people, leaving a gap between them, allowing Lu Chong to pass through.

When the two of them reacted, Lu Chong once again rushed out of the crowd.

Phew... Phew...

Before the ball had even entered, the group of people were already breathing heavily. They could feel that Lu Chong was completely pulling on their tempo, causing them to have no choice but to follow in Lu Chong's footsteps.

However, their physical strength couldn't keep up at all.

"Cough …" Cough... Coach, we need to... To... "Please rest for the middle of the match." Fang Wenlong even stuttered.

"This ball is not finished yet. No suspension is allowed." The coach suddenly spoke up.

F * ck, he saw that Lu Chong's dribbling was brilliant, but this fellow had directly interrupted him with a single sentence, how could he have a good temper?

"Are you still men? So weak? " Lu Chong looked at the few of them, his face full of disdain.

"Damn, who said I'm not a man?" The few of them straightened their bodies, took in a deep breath, and surrounded Lu Chong once again.

"Haha, I like people like you." Lu Chong started to move the ball around again, but no matter how he moved the ball, the ball would be steadily controlled in his hands.

"What is Lu Chong doing? He had several chances to score. " Li Yuqing clenched his teeth and said.

However, Lan Ruoxuan had always been very quiet, as if she had always been a sculpture accompanying Li Yuqing.

"Boss, what are you doing?" We didn't even have enough time, is he prepared to lose? " Pangsan's eyes were full of doubt.

Pangsan was not the only one who had such thoughts. Many spectators outside the arena were confused as to why Lu Chong did not score.

"Brother Pang, I think boss is preparing to play with them like monkeys." Zhao Ritian expressed his opinion.

"Yes, insightful, but useless." Pangsan shook his head, then looked at the time and anxiously said: "The second half is about to begin, we are still short of 40 points, our boss is dead for sure."

When Pangsan raised his head to look at the stadium again, he was shocked. His mouth was opened so wide it was the size of a goose egg, "My god, did boss do this? Aren't fights forbidden on the field? "

On the basketball court, Yao Xiaoming and a few others were lying on the ground as if they were on death's door, continuously gasping for breath. At first, Pangsan thought that they were beaten up by Lu Chong.

Lu Chong revealed a satisfied expression and said to Yao Xiaoming: "I already told you that I want to beat you to the ground. How about it?"

"F * ck you, we're still short of 40 points. Let's see how you will defeat us in the second half." Yao Xiaoming laid on the ground, his two eyes fiercely staring at Lu Chong.

"F * ck, why didn't you say so earlier?" Lu Chong realized that in order to play with them, he had actually forgotten the time.

As the whistle sounded, it was time for the midfield break. Both sides were exchanging arenas.

After re-entering the arena, Yao Xiaoming looked at his brothers and made arrangements, "Everyone, lock him down for me. Let's delay him until the match ends."

However, it was obviously useless!

As long as Lu Chong managed to grab the ball, he would throw it on the spot.

In.

He entered again!

He actually entered again …

Even if they did not stop at all, they would still hear the cheers from Lu Chong when he scored.

Because Lu Chong knew that he was short on time, he didn't have time to accompany them to slowly play.

Fang Wen Long lied on the ground and laughed out loud: "Haha, Lu Chong, there's still one minute left. You are five points weaker than us, prepare to run naked."