The audience gasped, oh my God, it hurts just to look at it!

It's just a ball, do you want to work so hard?

"Sejun!" Yin Shaoji's face turned grim and he flew over. . .

Mu Xiaoxiao and Han Qiqing on the sidelines also rushed over, and they all surrounded Song Shijun worriedly.

"Sejun, are you alright? How's it going? Did you hit your nose? Is there any bloodshed? ”

Song Shijun covered his nose and just wailed lowly.

Han Qiqing wanted to pull his hand, and said anxiously, "You show us!" ”

"Wait, wait......" Song Shijun said in a weak voice, and after a while, he finally raised his head and aimed at the three of them with his eyes, Jun Zeye stood behind and watched.

Song Shijun exhaled, "It's so dangerous, fortunately, my nose is not crooked." ”

Han Qiqing glared at him, "You take your hand away and let me see!" ”

“…… Not okay? Song Shijun smiled bitterly.

"Take it! Open! Han Qiqing said solemnly.

Song Shijun had no choice but to remove his hand, and immediately saw two lines of blood under his nose.

"You're bleeding!" Han Qiqing exclaimed, reaching out to help him wipe it.

Song Shijun dodged back, "Don't, I'll just wipe it myself, don't get dirty." ”

Han Qiqing gave him a roll of the eye and said speechlessly, "What are you afraid of getting dirty at this time?" I'm really convinced, how can anyone use his face to block the ball, will you be able to play the ball? Is the nose okay? ”

The front is complaining, and the back is still inevitably concerned.

Song Shijun shook his head, "It's okay, the nose is not crooked, it's just a little bleeding, it may be a broken skin, it was very painful just now, it's good to ease it now." ”

Seeing that he was about to get up, Han Qiqing reached out to help him, "Then come here, I'll help you stop the bleeding first." ”

Han Qiqing frowned and looked at the blood stains under his nose.

Although everyone had nosebleeds, it was still a bit shocking to see how much he had flowed.

Feng Shengyang didn't want such a thing to happen, so he stepped forward and asked with concern, "Do you want to pause for a few minutes and let him deal with it first." ”

When Song Shijun heard this, he shouted while being pulled away by Han Qiqing, "I'm fast!" I'll be fine soon! ”

Han Qiqing couldn't help but want to beat him, glared at him and said, "Stop talking!" Let's stop the bleeding first. ”

Song Shijun had to obediently go with her and sit down on the sidelines.

Fortunately, Han Qiqing just bought a bunch of medicines, which really came in handy.

Han Qiqing complained while stopping the bleeding for him, "You are really stupid, others use your hands to play ball, don't you use your face to play ball?" ”

"Eh, it hurts!" Song Shijun suddenly shouted.

Han Qiqing's movements immediately became lighter, "It hurts?" Didn't you just say it doesn't hurt? You bear with it, the skin may be broken, and you need to disinfect it. ”

"It would be nice if you were gentle." Song Shijun glanced at her and said, in fact, he pretended to be in pain, for fear that she would keep complaining about herself, it would be too embarrassing.

At this time, the basketball court is in the middle.

After Yin Shaojie and Jun Zeye glanced at each other, Yin Shaojian said to Feng Shengyang, "Don't wait, let's continue first." ”

Feng Tianqi glared, "Do you want to fight two or three?" It's too arrogant! ”

Yin Shaoji smiled at him uninhibitedly, "How is it?" Scared? ”

"Damn! Who's afraid? Come on! When the time comes, if you lose, don't cry and regret it! "Feng Tianqi just can't stand the excitement.

Feng Shengyang didn't object, but looking at Yin Shaojie and Jun Zeye, the picture of these two standing together had an indescribable momentum.