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Chapter 232 Should I add a point

The temperature in Jiangcheng dropped sharply in recent October.

Especially in the morning and night, the autumn wind is not just a joke.

Older people have long put on long trousers, but for college students, especially girls in colleges, let alone autumn, it is a winter of more than 20 degrees below zero. If you should show your ankles, you must also show your ankles. .

Don't be afraid of being cold, or being sick when you are old, the key is beauty.

They are indeed beautiful. The short skirts, tank tops, and smiles on their faces make people feel young and beautiful, no matter what.

Today Saturday, the weather is not bad, the sun at 9 o’clock started to warm up, and more and more people came to the basketball court. In addition to our students, there seems to be people like Zhang Xiaojian and others who come to see the lively society... .

Obviously, most of these people are gents, not to watch any basketball, but to come to see the beautiful girls.

It's just a pity that the girls of Mei Mei Da obviously should take nourishment. Zheng Jiakai still didn't find the E he likes.

Knowing Zheng Jiakai's aesthetic taste, Zhang Xiaojian couldn't help but feel that he was a bit incompatible with Zheng Jiakai. He always felt that Zheng Jiakai should be that kind of magnificent man.

What beautiful women, what long legs, what... He stood there like a javelin and turned a blind eye.

It turns out that it’s not. I just don’t know if the movie in Zheng Jiakai’s computer is on the D drive or the E drive, but Zhang Xiaojian must be E...

Thinking in a mess, Ye Mozhu lightly coughed: "I think I need to explain it. After all, you are here to cheer for the team...not to see the beauty."

Then Ye Mozhu found that apart from Zhang Xiaojian looking at him, the other three gentlemen continued to look at the beauties.

"Tengfei, look... that leg is really thin."

"Lao Bai, let me tell you that the legs need to be a bit fleshy to look good. You are like a chopstick, neither beautiful nor beautiful."

"This beauty." Zheng Jiakai said.

Luo Tengfei and Bai Yang immediately followed his gaze and looked over... They saw the big without seeing beauty.

Ye Mozhu found that the three of them didn't care about her at all, so he puffed up his face.

Zhang Xiaojian looked at Ye Mozhu with a smile, and squeezed her face: "I'm listening."

Before Ye Mozhu waited for an answer, Zhang Xiaojian noticed countless eyes from all directions focusing on him.

"Is he Ye Mozhu's boyfriend?"

"It doesn't look like much."

"I feel a little handsome."

"Are you handsome? Still rich..."

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Ye Mozhu and Zhang Xiaojian did attract a lot of attention.

Because after all, they are still the most popular couples on the campus of the National Normal University. Last week they have just maxed out the circle of friends of teachers, teachers and students..

Zhang Xiaojian, who has come to the Normal University relatively frequently recently, has long been used to it.

Ye Mozhu didn't think there was anything.

But none of them noticed that among the players in the green uniforms, Zhou Liyang, the number three character a week ago, gave it a faint look.

A tall and sturdy man who was not a student at first glance, but also in a team uniform, also took a look, remembering Zhang Xiaojian's position.

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Seeing beautiful women in college is a pleasure for the eyes and mind and body.

Of course, as the basketball game is about to begin, the focus will naturally come to the basketball players.

The Normal University has many majors, more than 30, so there are more than 30 departments.

Each department has a team to conduct the annual campus basketball competition organized by the Student Union to determine the final championship.

This event has actually been played for a week. Today is the final day. There are only four teams left, and they are in time for the rest day. That's why so many people come to watch the game.

Two semi-finals were held in the morning and one final was held in the afternoon. If Ye Mozhu and Luo Tengfei's Chinese department can win the championship, it will be the second championship.

Throwing away the postgraduate entrance examination for Ph.D. The university has four years in total and won two championships.

As the small leader of the Chinese basketball team, Ye Mozhu left the auditorium where the four Zhang Xiaojian was sitting before the start of the game and entered the basketball court to be busy. It is estimated that he was submitting a list of matches.

Zhang Xiaojian swept his eyes and found that basketball is indeed a sport that requires height.

Not to mention handsome or not, among the four basketball teams in front of them, there are 1.9 meters tall, and there are two two meters faster, which is quite different from the crowd.

After a whistle, the first semi-final finally began.

The basketball was thrown high into the sky. The center forwards of both sides took off at the same time. In the end, the Chinese department won. The moment the point guard received the ball, Zhang Xiaojian's surroundings burst into deafening cheers.

The live ball game was also very interesting. Zhang Xiaojian felt as if he had returned to the music scene. Then he shouted twice and saw the center forward a pick and roll and the point guard made a layup.

In mid-air, the enemy center blocked the ball, not the ball, and even the face.

The defender fell to the ground, covering his face in pain... a ball has not been scored yet, it seems that the Chinese department is about to lose a general.

The referee blew his whistle and gave the enemy center forward a T. All the Chinese players here gathered around, and Zhang Xiaojian's cursing voices one after another.

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The Chinese point guard came off the field, sat on the bench with his face, and the school doctor gathered around.

Luo Tengfei looked upset and said: "It's over, it's over, Xiao Wang is off."

"Xiao Wang is very strong?"

"Xiao Wang is a foreign aid for the Sports Academy. Can it be strong? Without him, the team will lose the backbone."

"Foreign aid, do you bring foreign aid for the competition in your school?" Zhang Xiaojian asked in surprise.

Luo Tengfei glanced at Zhang Xiaojian like an idiot. It was not a regular CUBA competition. This was an entertainment competition organized by the Student Union. The department didn’t find foreign aid. It used to be sneaky. In the past two years, he simply gave foreign aid quotas. , But fairer than before.

Just as he said, the Chinese department who attacked again after the penalty kick was obviously aggressive and seemed to avenge the main point guard who had ended up.

The smell of gunpowder came up at once, and the students who supported their respective camps began to chant attack or defense neatly, and the atmosphere directly pushed to a climax.

Three-pointers, mid-range shots, fast breaks, breakthroughs, not to mention, this small game played in a decent way, and the players were sweating on the court very seriously.

Every time you miss, it will cause a pity.

Every time a shot is made, cheers are drawn.

It's just that without the Xiao Wang mentioned by Luo Tengfei, the Chinese Department did not work well, and soon fell behind by six points.

Until the end of the day, Xiao Wang seemed to have finally recovered, and played after a timeout. The audience, regardless of the camp, sent cheers and applause.

The college students were fully engaged in watching the basketball game. Zhang Xiaojian was also ignited with enthusiasm and pulled out the system list silently. He watched slam dunks, three-pointers, dribbles, even back-up singles in the technical column, and backward jumpers. Wait for the attributes, wondering if you want to add a point?

If it is really full, you can play in the NBA...