Chapter 177: Mu Jingchen, Are You Stupid!

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Chapter 177: Mu Jingchen, Are You Stupid!

"Yo, three times the difference!" Fu Xiche smiled evilly and asked provocatively: "Chen Shao, are you okay?" I think we played about the same time. 13579246810ggaax, please search () to see the most complete! Update the fastest first half hour up to three points difference, today you say ten, are-yu-sure? (Are you sure?) )

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Mu Jingchen hooked his lips and smiled evilly, and said, "Fu Shao, the one who wants to win the game for Xia Yimo is me!" "Her girl was there, and there was no reason for him to lose.

Fu Xiche narrowed his eyes and sneered: "Mu Jingchen, my leg is only a little bruised now." Bruises, you know? It doesn't hurt the muscles and bones, and the most common injury when playing is equivalent to no injury. Glancing at his left hand, "You are used to playing with your left hand, but you are injured, you will definitely lose today!" ”

Finally, he added, "Do you want to raise the bet?" ”

Mu Jingchen shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "It's up to you, except for Xia Yimo, the conditions are up to you." ”

"Then it's not interesting, you have it, and I just don't lack it, except for her."

The two of them walked on the court side by side, and the people who were supposed to train instinctively stayed away from them. Bo Yiming even took his mobile phone and whistle and acted as a referee for the two of them. The field notes even arranged a scoreboard.

Xia Yimo and Xiao Xiao watched from a distance, shouting in their hearts.

"The two of them really want to play!" Xiao Xiao sighed with emotion.

Xia Yimo frowned and said worriedly: "Fu Xiche is that stupid, doesn't he have a leg injury?" How did he stimulate Mu Jingchen? ”

Mu Jingchen has his own principles, and now he has to fight, Fu Xiche must be thinking of the law to stimulate him.

From the aura, it can be seen that the two of them are evenly matched.

Xia Yimo and Xiao Xiao gathered around the courtside, cheering them on.

[Mu Jingchen, he will definitely win. 】

A voice in my heart rang unswervingly. Xia Yimo clenched his fists and watched nervously.

The whistle blew and the 11 game began, the two sides did not give in to each other, and it was difficult to score.

"Mu Jingchen, come on!" Xia Yimo was the first to shout, and Mu Jingchen made a layup and scored first. She jumped up and cheered, seeing that Fu Xiche looked depressed, a little pitiful, and shouted for him.

In an instant, someone's gaze, like a knife, gave her a look, and she immediately silenced her wittily.

Play ball, play ball, what to distract! Isn't it ugly to lose?! Isn't it a blow to self-esteem?

Xia Yimo didn't say anything more, for fear of affecting him, so he watched silently.

She doesn't know a lot about basketball, she only knows that the game is very intense, and the score difference is rare. But on the score board, the score difference is still from one point to slowly increase. When they got to the back, both of them had wet hair, but Mu Jingchen didn't relax at all, and shot desperately.

suppressed Fu Xiche, who was at an absolute disadvantage, and the ball couldn't be chased back.

Until the last ball, he jumped up, Fu Xiche jumped up closely, but he was absolutely pressed down, the ball went in, and the whistle sounded.

Very poor.

Xia Yimo and Xiao Xiao ran towards the two of them respectively.

Xia Yimo unscrewed the water, handed it to Mu Jingchen, took the towel, and smiled sweetly: "Mu Jingchen, the ...... you won" is very beautiful.

But suddenly I saw his left hand, and his little face immediately became gloomy.

The wound on his left hand was broken, and it broke open, becoming even more hideous, and even bleeding again.

"Mu Jingchen!!"

Xia Yimo roared angrily, and slashed his head and face: "Are you stupid, you have a wound on your hand, and you compare yarn with him?!" It's ugly!! "It's her stupidity, she forgot, Mu Jingchen has a new injury on her hand.

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