Abuse of the school girl

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Wang Feng was able to become the president of the department's student union, and he had some skills. As they walked to the basketball court, he gave hints to his team members, asking them to speak louder along the way and spread the word about Sun Zesheng's challenge to him.

By the way, Rong Jingying was involved again.

In this case, when he defeats Sun Zesheng on the basketball court and then pursues Rong Jingying, public opinion pressure will be formed that is beneficial to him and oppressive to Rong Jingying. At that time, Rong Jingying may be forced to do so.

Pressure, give in to him, accept his "love", and then he will be able to taste the fragrant vagina of Rong Jingying, the new beauty.

By the time Sun Zesheng, Wang Feng and others arrived at the basketball court, hundreds of people were already following behind them. They were all bored and came to watch the excitement.

Sun Zesheng calmly locked his bicycle outside the basketball court, and then walked inside the basketball court with a relaxed expression.

Wang Feng sneered again and again, "You kid, just pretend, be careful if you pretend to be too good and you will be struck by lightning. Let's see how I torture you, brother."

"Boy, how do you compete?" said one of Wang Feng's followers.

Sun Zesheng said: "Is there a free throw line over there? Just stand there and shoot. I will shoot one, Wang Feng will shoot one, and we will take turns. Ten balls will determine the outcome. If we can't tell the difference in ten balls, then continue

Shooting, at this time, how about changing to one shot to determine the outcome? Wang Feng, if you feel that the free throw line is not enough, we will shoot three-pointers. If three-pointers are not good, just shoot from the half-court line."

"At the half-court line and the three-point line, if you can steal a good ball at the free throw line, it will be good." Wang Feng said disdainfully. "Also, let's cancel the first ten goals of the game and just use one goal to decide the game.

How about a way to win or lose? How about taking turns betting, and whoever fails to make a shot in one round loses?"

"Okay." Sun Zesheng nodded.

"Which one of us will come first?" Wang Feng said.

Sun Zesheng said: "There is no rush. Give me the basketball first and let me get familiar with the court. I am only familiar with five balls. After five balls, we will officially start."

"It's useless to sharpen your gun before the battle. It's okay, Zhang Quan, give him the ball." Wang Feng said.

A boy threw the basketball in his hand to Sun Zesheng. Sun Zesheng patted the basketball, weighed it again, and looked at its shape.

Wang Feng and others looked at him like a monkey. They found that Sun Zesheng was basically a layman in basketball. His playing posture was wrong, his movements were extremely unstandardized and unprofessional. If such a person could beat Wang Feng when shooting,

Feng, then Wang Feng can commit suicide by throwing himself into Weiming Lake.

After Sun Zesheng became familiar with some basic performances of basketball, he stood on the free throw line in front of the basketball stand. At this time, Tianjixing 3000 was rapidly calculating, based on the collected basketball parameters, combined with the wind and temperature on the basketball court,

Airflow, light and other factors give Sun Zesheng the appropriate pitching angle, strength, etc.

Sun Zesheng's hand holding the ball shook, and the basketball flew out and drew an arc in the air. As a result, it fell to the ground without even touching the basketball hoop.

Wang Feng and others, as well as the students from Yenching University who were watching, all burst into laughter. Rong Jingying covered her face with her hands, not daring to look at Sun Zesheng.

Sun Zesheng's face remained unchanged, he trotted over, picked up the basketball, and then stood on the free throw line again. With a flick of his wrist, the basketball shot again. With a snap, the basketball hit the baffle of the basketball hoop, and then bounced away.

It came out, but it still didn't hit the basketball hoop, let alone score a goal.

The audience burst into laughter again.

Sun Zesheng remained calm and picked up the basketball again. He stood on the free throw line for the third time. He took a deep breath and tried hard to adjust his posture according to Tianjixing 3000's prompts. Tianjixing 3000 also

Based on his situation, the calculated results were fine-tuned.

With a whoosh, the basketball flew out of Sun Zesheng's hand again. With a snap, the basketball hit the basketball hoop. Then, the basketball spun on the inside of the basketball hoop. When the kinetic energy weakened a little, it fell from the middle of the basketball hoop.

Come down.

The ball went in.

Sun Zesheng smiled, clenched his fists, and waved. Then he ran over and picked up the basketball.

The smile on Wang Feng's face has not dissipated. He thinks that Sun Zesheng's goal this time was purely deceiving.

At this time, Sun Zesheng threw the ball for the fourth time. With a flick of his wrist, the basketball came out of his hand, drew a beautiful arc in the air, passed through the middle of the basketball hoop silently, and fell to the ground with a snap.

On the ground.

Hollow shot.

The basketball court suddenly became very quiet, and people looked at Sun Zesheng with incredible eyes.

Sun Zesheng was about to pick up the ball. At this time, a boy picked up the ball for him and threw it to him.

"Thank you." Sun Zesheng thanked him, hugged the ball, and stood on the free throw line again. This was his last try.

The basketball flew out, and under everyone's attention, he shot again.

Wang Feng was stupid. One hollow shot was okay, but two consecutive shots were a bit incredible. Could it be that Sun Zesheng was just pretending to be stupid just now, and is his true level now?

"Okay, Wang Feng, I'm familiar with your basketball. Now we can start. Didn't you just say who comes first and who comes last? Come on, let's play rock, paper, scissors, whoever wins first." Sun Zesheng said with a smile.

If Sun Zesheng had not tried to throw these five balls, Wang Feng would have shown his so-called "generosity" and let Sun Zesheng go first. But now, he did not dare to let Sun Zesheng take the advantage.

If Sun Zesheng shoots first and makes a hollow shot every time, then he who shoots after Sun Zesheng will be under great psychological pressure. Sun Zesheng cannot take advantage of this.

Sun Zesheng and Wang Feng, two young men in their twenties, played rock, paper, scissors in full view of everyone.

Soon, the results came out. Wang Feng won, and he used scissors to tear Sun Zesheng's cloth.

Sun Zesheng made a "please" gesture, and then stood next to the free throw line, waiting to watch Wang Feng's free throw.

Wang Feng patted the ball, then held it to his chest, took a deep breath, stared at the basketball hoop, flicked his wrist, and the basketball flew out.

It turned out to be a hollow shot.

Wang Feng's team members cheered for Wang Feng.

Wang Feng waved his arms vigorously, and then high-fived his teammates as if participating in a formal game.

It's Sun Zesheng's turn.

Sun Zesheng threw the basketball easily, and as expected, he made another hollow shot.

Wang Feng's face became solemn, but many other students from Yan University who were watching cheered.

Wang Feng comes up, throws the ball, scores a goal. Sun Zesheng comes up, makes a hollow shot...

In the blink of an eye, Sun Zesheng and Wang Feng each shot more than a dozen goals. They made no mistakes and the ball went into the basket. The onlookers cheered again and again, excited to appreciate such a high-level shooting competition.

Rong Jingying's eyes shone brightly as she looked at Sun Zesheng who had given her a great surprise.

With Tianjixing 3000 as an assistant, Sun Zesheng's confidence has always been overwhelming. On the other hand, Wang Feng has been under increasing pressure. He has made more than a dozen shots in a row without making a single mistake. For him, this is more than just a super level.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is possessed by a Super Saiyan after it has been exerted. However, Wang Feng has no idea how long this situation can last.

The period of time from when he stood on the free throw line to when he threw the ball was getting longer and longer, and his heartbeat was getting faster and faster. It was already late autumn, but he was still sweating.

Once again, Wang Feng stood on the free throw line. He patted the ball as a habit, then held the ball in his arms and looked at the basketball hoop. Suddenly, the basketball hoop that was once so familiar to him made him feel...

Feeling dizzy. He quickly closed his eyes, took a deep breath, opened his eyes again, and patted the ball again.

The basketball hit the ground again and again, just like his heart beating, dull and uneasy.

"Wang Feng, can you do it? If you can't, just admit defeat." Sun Zesheng said bluntly.

"Even if you can't do it, there's no way I can't do it." Wang Feng snorted coldly and threw the ball away. The moment the basketball was released, Wang Feng's hand shook, and he secretly said "Oh no," and when he looked again, the basketball

It hit the outside of the basketball hoop hard and then ejected.

The shot failed.

Wang Feng's face suddenly turned ashen. His team members quickly comforted him, "Captain, don't worry. There is still a chance."

Sun Zesheng stood on the free throw line and threw the basketball very casually. When the basketball passed through the center of the basketball hoop again, the scene was filled with excitement.

In this duel between the two heroes, the winner was finally decided.

Rong Jingying jumped three feet high and screamed excitedly. She rushed towards Sun Zesheng, and before Sun Zesheng could react, she hugged Sun Zesheng's neck tightly. "Sun Zesheng, you are great, I am so proud of you."

You are proud."

Maybe Rong Jingying and Sun Zesheng were too close, or maybe it was the romantic nature of the students at Yenching University. I don't know who took the lead in clapping, "Kiss one, kiss one."

At first, only one or two people did this, but soon, people around him were infected. More and more people were clapping their hands rhythmically and shouting: "Kiss one, kiss one."

Rong Jingying blushed with embarrassment, but Sun Zesheng was a little at a loss. He was worried about how to explain to Rong Jingying that if he kissed her again, how could he repay her?

"Everyone, thank you for your support. Rong Jingying and I still have something to do, so we'll take the first step." Sun Zesheng took Rong Jingying's little hand and ran away.

How could the students of Yenching University let him escape so easily? How could such a fun drama end so quickly?

No one gave way to them, but the blockade became tighter and tighter. At this time, Wang Feng and the others had already forgotten these people.
Chapter completed!