agtWang Ling will not disappoint Teacher Jiao, let alone the students in Class 404.
He slowly walked toward the three-point line.
At this time, there was silence around the basketball court.
Everyone seemed to be waiting for Wang Ling to make a move and wanted to see how he was doing.
There is a saying that an expert will know if something is there as soon as he takes action.
If Wang Ling is really good at basketball, as long as he holds the ball, these kids who love basketball will know what he is like.
Wang Ling was not worried, because he had a ghost in his heart.
What he is most concerned about now is whether there are more people paying attention to the match with Pang Long.
As expected, just as Wang Ling was walking towards the three-point line, Wang Ling caught a glimpse of Song Mingyu emerging from the crowd and standing behind Lan Lingxuan.
Wang Ling shook his head slightly and laughed dumbly.
This guy is really an infatuated ruffian, but he is always self-righteous and makes enemies with him for no reason.
If this kid could be more honest and not use his family background to make Director Fu come out to make such a scene, maybe he would take care of his feelings and let him win the English speech contest.
"Alas, a dirty-minded young man is a young man, and his way of thinking is always a problem."
Wang Ling thought to himself.
Just when he turned his attention and prepared to shoot, Mu Ran noticed a pair of blood-red eyes behind the students in Class 401 on the other side, which instantly caught Wang Ling's attention.
"He's here too," Wang Ling couldn't help but think to himself, "It seems like these people are paying attention to him."
Sure enough, the "these people" in Wang Ling's mind naturally refer to the four major school officials.
As if to prove his conclusion, Fourth Young Master Chen Dapao sneered: "Haha, a basketball giant is a basketball giant, and he only shoots three three-pointers.
There is no suspense.
Hey, boy, let's see what you are capable of.
If you can beat Young Master Long, just wait until I chop off your fingers."
Wang Ling was completely dismissive.
To prove that he had heard Chen Dapao's words, he glanced at him, smiled slyly, and just walked to the midpoint of the three-point line.
Just as Wang Ling stood still, before Qian Yinxiang could possess him, Teacher Wei had already pushed the basketball toward him.
After all, Wang Ling's purpose in doing all this was just to solve the case, so he deliberately paid attention to the crowd around him, but for a moment he didn't notice that Teacher Wei had passed the basketball over.
Wang Ling didn't care, the basketball had already hit him.
Wang Ling hurriedly reached out to catch the basketball, but it was already too late.
The basketball bounced twice in his hand and finally fell to the ground, rolling towards the center line.
This poor performance of catching the ball immediately caused a burst of laughter from the students watching around the basketball court.
In an instant, everyone's comments were overwhelming from all around.
"Hey, kid, are you okay?"
Class 401 first questioned.
"I want to compete with Brother Long at this level.
He is simply crazy.
Isn't this asking for trouble?
Haha."
"That's right, that's right," someone else said, "This kid is really brave.
It is said that he even made a bet with someone in his class."
"No, I just heard from the Fourth Young Master that he risked everything for his Fourth Young Master's BMW."
"There's something even more powerful."
Another boy lowered his voice and said with a lewd smile, "I heard that even Teacher Jiao, the iceberg virgin in their class, bet on her first night.
It seems that at this moment, that woman can really find a man.
Go to bed, hee hee” Wang Ling listened to these people, and every word they said to me was questioning him.
However, he didn't care.
Because before he shot, all the talk was nonsense.
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Now that there are ghosts to help him, he will not take the shot.
Once he takes the shot, he will be a blockbuster and soar into the sky.
Wang Ling finally caught up with the basketball, hugged the ball and walked back.
When he came back, he couldn't help but glance at the three girls, Ye Qianfan and Lan Lingxuan.
Ye Qianfan just pursed his lips and smiled, as if to say that his acting skills had improved a lot.
However, Lan Lingxuan and Xia Ziping didn't know what he was capable of, so they lowered their heads and couldn't bear to watch.
Wang Ling did not return to the three-point line.
Instead, he stood in the center of the midline, held the ball with both hands, and made a motion to shoot.
His move immediately caused the whole audience to burst into laughter.
"Are you stupid?
Can the three-point line be in front?"
"Hahahaha, where did this idiot come from?
Mr.
Long can actually compete with such a person.
It's so embarrassing."
"Hey, boy, you should go learn acting from Chaplin.
You shouldn't come here to play ball.
Haha, boy, just wait for me to kill you."
The last person to speak was Chen Dapao.
Wang Ling finally felt that he had performed enough and it was time to give these people a slap in the face.
Then he stood firm and secretly let Qian Yinxiang possess him.
After Qian Yinxiang possessed him, Wang Ling's feet did not follow the reminder of the classmates in Class 404 and continued to move forward towards the three-point line.
Although those classmates reminded them at the top of their lungs, Wang Ling turned a deaf ear to them.
Finally, even Teacher Wei also reminded loudly: "Hey, classmate, do you know how to play basketball?
The three-point line is here.
Are you looking for death?"
Wang Ling smiled slightly, but did not answer in time, nor did he perform the standard shooting action.
Instead, he held the basketball with one hand in his right hand, closed his eyes, and suddenly threw it towards the backboard.
Boom boom boom boom Suddenly, the whole place was silent.
Everyone was just dumbfounded.
Wang Ling seemed to throw it casually, and the basketball seemed to have wings.
It flew directly to the top of the basket, slipped into the basket, and landed on the ground.
There seemed to be no contact between the basketball and the basket at all, and even the net hanging underneath the basket didn't move much.
"Who said three-pointers have to be shot from the three-point line?
The rule of three-pointers should be that all shots taken outside the three-point line are three-pointers," Wang Ling said leisurely.
Wang Ling's leisurely words were like a ray of breeze, blowing through everyone's mouths.
Suddenly, these people seemed to be choked by the strong wind, their mouths opened as wide as duck eggs, but they could not make any sound.
"Teacher Wei, what do you think?"
Wang Ling asked again when he saw that everyone still didn't understand.
"Uh, yes, yes."
Teacher Wei secretly pinched his arm, still wondering if he was dreaming.
He finally decided he wasn't dreaming.
"Teacher Wei, pass the ball," Wang Ling reminded again.
The others seemed to be waking up from a dream, but Ye Qianfan was mentally prepared and was the first to shout: "Long live the King of Heaven!"
Following closely, Liu Chenyang and Lan Lingxuan also understood.
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They almost jumped up and raised their arms and shouted.
In an instant, everyone in Class 401 was excited.
They had never seen anyone shoot like this before, and they had never seen anyone shoot so handsomely.
"Long live the king spirit" These crazy people didn’t know how to express their admiration for Wang Ling, so they could only shout long live T: