The Mightiest Little Peasant

At this moment, it seems that time has stalled.

In the basketball court, everyone stood still, raised their heads, and looked into the air, the flying figure.

In the sun, this figure is so dazzling and so vigorous, just like a winged Dapeng, Ling Yun takes off.

Those faces were dull, and their mouths became o-shaped.

Such a look is like seeing the most incredible thing in the world.

In the eyes of everyone, the figure flew away, grasping the ball with both hands and dunking towards the basket.

Boom!

The goal is scored!

Under this violent slam dunk, the entire basketball rack shuddered, and the rim was nearly twisted and seemed to break.

Snapped!

The ball has landed!

That figure also fell to the ground.

However, the surroundings were still dead, and the silence was almost terrible.

Everyone's expression was like petrification, with round eyes and wide mouth, looking blankly at the standing figure in the field.

For a long time, there was no sound.

Then, a lot of people came back to God, and an outcry broke out.

The entire basketball court suddenly boiled.

On that face, the expression was either trance or fanatic.

"Gosh! Slam Dunk! This is a big dunk!"

"Just jump so far, is he still human!"

The boys exclaimed again and again, their hearts were shocked.

Such a big slam dunk is a legendary skill in basketball. Even a professional basketball player can do very little.

In reality, it is almost impossible to appear.

However, now this amazing scene, lively staged in front of their eyes.

Looking at the figure under the basket, their eyes were left with worship.

In the middle of the court, Zhuo Hang stood there. The whole person seemed to be pumped out of his soul, lost his soul, and looked extremely pale.

Then, as soon as his legs were soft, he almost knelt down.

He was completely collapsed.

Only that jump, that amazing slam dunk, has completely destroyed his last bit of confidence.

He suddenly found that he was so ridiculous, thinking that he was a little capable, he was complacent, but he didn't know that there were people outside and mountains outside.

This Tang Hao is clearly a master of the gods!

Teacher Xu stood aside, trembling with excitement, and looked at Tang Hao, his eyes shining.

"Genius! Real genius!"

Teacher Xu was talking excitedly.

The girls on the side screamed, excited.

"He is so handsome!"

"Which class is he? Why have I never seen him!"

At this time, Tang Hao bent down, retrieved the ball, looked at Zhuo Hang, and said, "Do you want to compare?"

Zhuo Hang shivered, his face paler.

Then, he smiled bitterly.

ratio?

How does this compare!Compare it, it's just to shame yourself!

"No match, I admit defeat!"

When he had finished speaking, he lowered his head and walked away in trepidation.

Cao Fei and others are also sorrowful.

I thought that with Zhuo Hang's ability, he would definitely be able to teach this intermediary student hard and kill him, but I did not expect that this guy was a bit ridiculously powerful.

In the end, this guy got the limelight, it was simply stealing the chicken and not killing the rice.

"Brother, great!"

"Brother, what is your name, which class?"

A group of boys gathered around and greeted Tang Hao enthusiastically.

Tang Hao smiled and responded to the past one by one.

"Oh, Tang Hao, the slam dunk just now was just amazing! Which school were you from before? I have never heard of such a powerful person."

"With your talent, it would be a pity not to come to our school team!"

Teacher Xu came over and was enthusiastic.

"Teacher Xu, you have won the prize!" Tang Hao said modestly.

"No, no, I'm not an award at all. You are too humble!" Teacher Xu smiled. "If you want to come, the school team will definitely have your place."

Tang Hao said: "Mr. Xu, I play basketball. It is just an after-school hobby. I don't need to go to the school team!"

Teacher Xu was suddenly startled and a little stunned.

Is it just a hobby after school?

God, just a hobby after class, to practice basketball to this level, this talent is simply too evil.

"You really don't think about it?"

"No need!" Tang Hao insisted.

Teacher Xu sighed, but regretted it.

"Since you don't come, then we can discuss how you usually practice. Maybe it is also inspiring to me." Teacher Xu said again.

Tang Hao had no choice but to chat with him and casually fooled him.

Soon, two lessons passed.

At the end of get out of class, a lot of girls came and asked him for the number boldly.

This made Tang Hao a little embarrassed. He didn't expect that the university girls were so enthusiastic and open.

After taking a physical education class, there is no class in the afternoon.

In the evening, there are two more ideological and political lessons. Tang Hao wandered around the campus and went to the library to read books.

In the evening, after dinner, he went to the classroom.

Once in the classroom, it caused a sensation.

The girls screamed and looked at Tang Hao's eyes, all admired.

In the afternoon, a few of the girls on the basketball court were in the class. What happened in the afternoon was probably spread throughout the class.

"Tang Hao, are they true? Did you really dunk?"

Many girls came around, chirping, asking Tang Hao.This enthusiastic posture made Tang Hao a little embarrassed.

Looking at this scene, the boys in the back row were a bit distraught.

The ideological and political classes are actually boring, and Tang Hao listened a little absent-mindedly, and finally, after only two classes.

After class, he walked out of the classroom and sighed heavily.

After a lapse of more than a year, the feeling of returning to class was really wonderful, which made him find some of the feelings he had in high school.

"Tang Hao, see you tomorrow!"

Many girls greeted Tang Hao and gradually walked away.

Tang Hao walked around, wandering around.

The campus at night is exceptionally peaceful, and there are teaching buildings in the distance, with lights on.

He was not in a hurry, he just walked towards the school gate as if he were hanging around.

Walking down a teaching building, suddenly, not far away in front of me, there was a faint voice.

Tang Hao took a step and listened carefully. Then he listened to a male voice: "Wan Ying, you are off work, go have a meal together!"

Tang Hao was startled.

Isn’t the name Wanying the beautiful teacher he saw in the morning!

Sure enough, in the next moment, the teacher's unique and magnetic voice sounded.

"Thank you for your kindness, but still don't need it!"

Jiang Wanying refused.

Then, the tone became a bit cold, "Also, Teacher Gao, stop calling me Wanying, call me Teacher Jiang, we are colleagues."