Oh my God, 69 and 5127, that's a big gap.

That's a four-digit and double-digit difference!

Immediately, a group of people immediately rushed to tell each other the news, and suddenly, Tsinghua's school forums and major QQ groups were full of news.

"Something happened, Liao Fucheng, the president of the basketball club, was abused by Zhang Fan, and it was so miserable that he didn't even know his mother. ”

"Oh, what are you saying is true?"

"Nonsense, Lao Tzu is on the basketball court now, I just asked you to come, if you don't come, you have to play a group, hahaha, stupid!"

"Grass, wait, Lao Tzu will come soon. ”

Immediately, a large number of people rushed towards the stadium.

"Babies, my male god Zhang Fan won the basketball club president Liao Fucheng! A sister said with a spring face.

However, when she uploaded the video of Zhang Fan's shooting, countless screams suddenly sounded.

"Oh my God, that's cool, is this a magic trick!"

"Wow, baby's heart is excited!"

"Oh my God, Liao Fucheng's movements are too slow!"

However, the men who saw this video were about to pop out their eyes.

"Grass, this is really acrobatics!"

"Your uncle, nine people pick up the ball!"

"Grass, Zhang Fan, is this going crazy!"

However, when the huge number score of 5127:69 appeared, everyone was stunned.

"Grass, that's not bragging, is it?"

"Damn, it's a big loss, I thought Zhang Fan was going to lose, ahhh

Wails rang out in the dormitories of Tsinghua University.

There were more people running to the playground.

And Zhang Fan was so angry that he couldn't do it.

Your sister, I'm tired and tired, and this bastard has 69?

Are you playing for nothing?

Zhang Fan was so angry in his heart, even if it was not painful for him for half an hour, but this Nima had spent so much time.

Time is life, damn it, no one is happy to waste half an hour on dogs.

Even if you go out with Ye Xuan's Nizi, it's a hundred times stronger than this!

Damn, dare you waste so much time!

"Ouch, this is the president of our Tsinghua basketball club, I'm not mistaken, half an hour, 69 balls were scored, and the baby was scared to death. Zhang Fan immediately turned on the taunt skill.

Listening to Zhang Fan's voice, the people around him also echoed.

"Like, 69 balls, are you kidding us?"

"This level can catch up with me. ”

Listening to the noisy sounds around him, Liao Fucheng's face was cloudy and uncertain.

Damn, he hasn't reacted since he turned around and saw Zhang Fan pitching.

It can be said that he almost scared the pee.

Damn, such a ferocious way of shooting, as for it!

However, for the next nearly half an hour, his eyes barely blinked, and at this moment, his eyes were full of bloodshots.

"Alas, I said I still want to play for half an hour, girl, now, I'm not in the mood at all, president, why don't you continue, I'll go back to sleep first, and when you get to 5127, how about calling me?"

Zhang Fan said softly, if he could, he really wanted to pull Liao Fucheng up and beat him up.

And a group of people around, girl, it's fun to watch, right, you reminded me.

I invested more than 4,000 more, and I lost it to my grandmother's house!

"Cut!"

The people around sighed.

Your sister, do you want to pretend like this, and go home to sleep, you want to be angry with Liao Fucheng's rhythm.

But it's fun to watch.

However, Liao Fucheng, who listened to Zhang Fan's voice, almost spewed out a mouthful of old blood!

Nima, continue your sister, don't you play anymore!

"You win, first ball, here you go!"

Liao Fucheng's teeth were about to crush, Nima, if he had known that this was the end, he would have given the first ball to Zhang Fan a long time ago.

Grass, now it's good, the first ball is not only lost, but also his own face.

If he could, he would now want to drag Gao Qi over and kill him.

Call your sister, if it weren't for Gao Qi's words, he would definitely grab the ball with Zhang Fan to decide the ownership of the first ball.

Plus his physique is so much better than Zhang Fan, grab a ball, can there be problems?

However, the group of people who had just poured into the stadium were stunned when they heard Liao Fucheng's words.

, Liao Fucheng admits defeat?

Nima, big news!

"There's nothing wrong with my ears, right, the president of the basketball club admits defeat?"

"Probably not, I heard it. ”

Hearing these voices, Liao Fucheng felt as if there was a ball of anger burning in his chest.

He has been in Tsinghua for two years, when has he suffered such a big loss in basketball!

Moreover, in front of so many people.

Grass, aren't you going to class today, damn, more than a thousand of you don't go to class and come here to dry your hair.

Looking at the thousands of people around, Liao Fucheng's face was even more ugly.

"Let's start the game, three wins in five rounds, I'll give you one more chance!"

Originally, he wanted to win two games in three games and win quickly, but now, he has changed his mind, and he wants to abuse three games fiercely.

He wants to let the people around him know that he, Liao Fucheng, became the president by virtue of his strength.

At the same time, Zhou Bangquan and a group of people also agreed.

"Brother Cheng is so domineering, I have already won two out of three games, and I left after the fight. ”

Zhang Fan put his hands in his pockets, looked at Liao Fucheng's cold face, and immediately sneered: "Oh, didn't you secretly add a game to yourself, and you still have to be embarrassed." ”

Best-of-five games?

Heheda, if Lao Tzu doesn't beat you bald, Lao Tzu won't believe Zhang!

"Is it!" Liao Fucheng sneered, and immediately, he walked into the three-point line, picked up a ball, and threw it at Zhang Fan.

"Let's get started!"

Zhang Fan took the ball and laughed: "Then you can watch it!"

At the same time, Zhang Fan's eyes were as bright as knives, standing in the three-point line with the ball, and raised a middle finger towards Liao Fucheng.

"Smack!"

Zhang Fan slapped the basketball, and the next moment, the dull beating sound resounded all over the audience.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

The voice suddenly became excited, and at this moment, everyone only felt that their heartbeat was also jumping faster with the sound.

However, the next moment, Zhang Fan moved.

Speed, fast to the extreme!

Looking at Zhang Fan's phantom, everyone's eyes widened.

God, what a layup speed!

Even Liao Fucheng was stunned.

His pupils were almost pinpoint-in-pin.

His eyes all fell on Zhang Fan's body.

"Grass, big windmill slam dunk!"

The screams rang out.

"Bang Bang!"

The basketball slammed to the ground, throbbing violently.

Listening to this voice, the corners of Liao Fucheng's mouth twitched.

It's a shame to whip him!

Single-handedly with others, he was slammed into a dunk by a big windmill!

Liao Fucheng took a deep breath, and the next moment, he grabbed the basketball, and his eyes looked at Zhang Fan with an incomparably cold light.

At this moment, there was only one thought in his heart.

Kill him!

Zhang Fan's speed is very fast, but with his small body, can he compare with himself!

Reasonable collision, this skill, he has already played perfectly.