Chapter 142 You Want to Die

"What the hell is going on!!" Lin Qiang became more and more angry, how could it be like this? ?

Xiong Biwen thought about it, and told Lin Qiang. He kept looking at Lin Qiang, thinking that he would appease him if he got impulsive.

He respects his little aunt very much, no matter if he didn't force him to call her little aunt after he lost at arm wrestling, or he took on everything in front of the discipline teacher, or directly cured Hu Yi, Lin Jian is a very strong person, he He is willing to call him little aunt, since his little aunt asked him to call Lin Qiang his elder brother, then he also admits that at least Lin Qiang is better than himself in studies and sports, so he is somewhat convincing.

However, Lin Qiang didn't have an attack, nor did he fly into a rage. This young man has really calmed down a lot since the sports meeting. After listening quietly, he crossed his hands to support his chin, stared at Hu Yi's back, and saw that he was just like a normal person After practicing the ball, his face turned cold for a while, and he said very gloomyly: "This basketball game must be won! Hu Yi's hatred, I will get it back from the basketball court!"

After saying a few words, Xiong Biwen trembled. He was not scared, but excited. He was a little excited. Looking at Lin Qiang again, the young man was confident, and there was a hostility called justice in his eyes. He couldn't help laughing, thinking, As expected of someone taught by my aunt herself!

Lin Qiang's changes from entering the class to now are obvious to all, but there is only one person who made him change.

Little aunt, who are you?

Soon, the seventh middle school ushered in a basketball game.

It is not only the physical education class that wants to win, but also the key science class. Because of Lin Jian's sudden appearance in the sports meeting, Tang Yun was unable to participate in the complete sports meeting. Therefore, the science class was hanged on the head by the physical education class. Some people are very depressed.

And the arrival of the basketball game has rekindled the hope of the people in the science class!

Yes, the sports class lost to Tang Yun in the basketball game last year. This year, Tang Shao came here with a complete victory. The sports class can only wait for death!

Early in the morning, the gymnasium of the No. 7 Middle School was full of people. Since it was a serious intramural game, it was natural to use the best venue. Moreover, Chen Shuwen still planned to broadcast the live broadcast today, which was also to promote the school.

"Hi everyone, I am the principal of the No. 7 Middle School. This year is our school's annual inter-school basketball game. It is still the same as the sports meeting. I will broadcast the whole process. This is the second floor of the gymnasium. It happens to be able to take pictures of the whole field. It will definitely not Let go of any detail!"

Chen Shuwen stepped aside so that the fans in the live broadcast room could see the basketball court, and then the fans began to complain.

: Crazy, why hasn't this poor guy changed his phone yet?

: Is this too far away? I can't even see my face!

I'm cute: where are we fat? I can't even see anyone!

Fang Datou: Auntie, I want to see Auntie! !

Sunshine Xiaosheng: Heh, there was a little girl pretending to be an aunt in the past, and a wretched uncle pretending to be the principal later, God, isn't this uncle the gatekeeper of the Seventh Middle School?

Big head garlic: Hey, let's just understand it in our hearts, don't say it!

Sunny Saint: Brother Suan, you have foresight. By the way, Pangpang doesn’t dare to start a live broadcast, is he afraid of losing?

Big head garlic: I'm not afraid of you, Brother Suan, if you have no guts, isn't it just being ashamed? If it doesn't work, just admit it, I'm afraid of hair!

Brother Yancheng: So are you going to admit that you are really coquettish? ? ?

Garlic: ... You want to die! !