Chapter 301 The Provocation of Active Players?

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"Boy, I heard that you are very arrogant. You beat the preparatory youth athlete selected by our CBA, and let him run naked in public.

Zeng Wending had already walked in front of Jiang Siming at this time, slightly lowered his head and looked down at Jiang Siming.

With a height of 1.95 meters, he can indeed look down at Jiang Siming.

It's just that no matter how big or tall he is, he can't take advantage of Jiang Siming in terms of momentum.

Jiang Siming clapped the basketball in his hand and asked casually, "It looks like you want to stand up for him? An active player from the CBA?"

"Haha, it's good that you know, I don't want to bully you, but Ah Hao is a youth training player I like. He is already a member of our CBA. If you insult him, you will insult our CBA."

After Zeng Wending finished speaking, he pointed to Huang Yuhao behind him and said to Jiang Siming, "I don't make it difficult for a junior like you. Like him, if you take off your clothes and run 20 laps, the matter will be settled."

"Why, just rely on your appearance? A CBA player, I'm sorry I didn't take it seriously." Jiang Siming counterattacked smartly.

These words made the students of the Conservatory of Music admire Jiang Siming because of the five-body attitude. Brother, you are my brother. If you dare to say this, if you are confident, you must obey!

Zeng Wending laughed and laughed.

"You said so, what else can I do? Then let me see your level. The stake is the same as Ah Hao. Dare to come, master?"

Zeng Wen challenged Jiang Siming.

Dignified CBA active player, one of the top basketball players in China, is now taking the initiative to meet an ordinary person.

This sounds very bullying, just like Jiang Siming is looking for a passerby player with less than 2000 points to PK in PUBG, the outcome is not considered by everyone.

"I rely on this real shameless!"

"How can a dignified basketball player have such a thick skin to compete with a game anchor?"

"If you have the ability to compare with someone in the NBA, what are you talking about here! What a big tail wolf!"

"Already x-on:CBABasketball Association, see them ashamed for Zeng Wending."

"I and a CBA fan are all ashamed of him."

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The audience in the live broadcast room was filled with righteous indignation and grievances against Jiang Siming.

At the same time, everyone also felt that it was impossible for Jiang Siming to agree, and whoever agreed would be a fool.

"Okay, just let me see how good the CBA's skills are. Apart from Yao Ming and Yi Jianlian, there are other players who can do it."

Jiang Siming's words did not play out according to common sense at all.

Zeng Wending decided that this was a fool, a fool who was arrogant and arrogant, and he had to teach this ignorant boy a lesson!

The two returned to the field.

"No penalty, I'll let you take the first ball." Zeng Wending said the same thing as Jiang Siming just now.

"Don't steal my lines, if you don't want to accept my handicap, then take a penalty." Jiang Siming shrugged.

Zeng Wending laughed and said, "Okay, then how about a penalty kick and a three-pointer?"

The three-point line is much harder than the two-point line.

"No problem." Jiang Siming answered without thinking.

The two stood on the same three-point line, one left and one right.

Zeng Wending started first, slapped the ball twice, became familiar with the touch, and then decisively shot the basketball.

Swish!

Basketball accurately into the basket!

The surrounding students cheered.

Huang Yuhao and Zhang Wei shouted "beautiful", and acted as ball-pickers under the basket, picking up the basketball that fell under the backboard and throwing it at Jiang Siming.

And with great strength, he just wanted to find an opportunity to make Jiang Siming suffer first.

Jiang Siming caught the basketball with ease, without looking at him, and without slapping the familiar hand twice, he threw it directly.

The basketball drew a parabola and entered the basket with the same precision, and the students cheered even more.

If both sides make a hit, they will continue to cast until one of them misses.

Zeng Wending took the ball again, shot, and hit again!

Switch to Jiang Siming again, shoot, hit again!

...

The two each made six three-pointers in a row, all in a row.

But compared to Jiang Siming's hollow hits without hitting the basket every time, Zeng Wending scored several by hitting the board or hitting the basket.

The gap between them, even many students who don't know much about basketball can see it.

Therefore, every time Zeng Wending scored a goal, there was less applause. Instead, after Jiang Siming scored, there were bursts of "thunder" in the stadium.

Zeng Wending naturally saw it, and in order to save face, he also forcibly adjusted the angle, wanting to enter the net as hollow as Jiang Siming.

But the ball bounced off the rim and missed.

Jiang Siming was left below, with hundreds of pairs of eyes staring at him.

Jiang Siming was not nervous, he took the ball and threw it out. The basketball rolled in the sky for several times, and finally... hit!

oh!

The applause at the scene almost overturned the night sky, and even the dark clouds seemed to be scared away.

"What's the point of being proud, it's just a penalty kick." Zeng Wending said angrily and walked to the inside.

Jiang Siming didn't care what he said, he walked slowly to the three cents

Besides, in Zeng Wending's eyes, Jiang Siming did it on purpose.

He threw the ball to Jiang Siming with bad eyes, and waved at him.

Jiang Siming cooperated with him very much, moving to the inside line while dribbling the ball, moving very fast.

The movements in his hands were faster, and Jiang Siming's skillful dribbling under his crotch and behind his back was like eating and drinking.

Basketball is like a magnet in Jiang Siming's hands, and he cannot do without his hands.

Zeng Wending stared earnestly at Jiang Siming's movements, lowered his body, spread his arms, and assumed a very standard defensive posture.

Jiang Siming's several advance steps were predicted by him, and he could no longer rush to the inside.

Zeng Wending himself thought that he had stuck Jiang Siming on the inside, but in the blink of an eye, Jiang Siming's body suddenly sprinted forward like lightning.

Zeng Wending immediately leaned over and tried to block it, but Jiang Siming hooked the basketball he was going to shoot forward with one hand at a low altitude!

The moment he hit the basketball, he turned in a circle, and the sneakers made a nice rubbing sound on the floor.

At the same time as he turned around, the basketball in Jiang Siming's hand landed again, but the direction was completely changed.

Zeng Wending secretly said that it was bad, and wanted to turn around to make up for it, and tried his best to 'push' his huge body to the other side.

But Jiang Siming seemed to be joking with him, he turned around again, and broke out in the direction he was before.

Zeng Wending still wanted to continue to make amends, but the inertia of his body had already forcibly changed his direction once before, and the energy was not relieved.

Now forcibly twisting the direction again, Zeng Wending's legs trembled twice, and finally fell to the ground.

The entire audience and the audience in the live broadcast room were so shocked that their jaws dropped, Jiang Siming knocked the CBA players over? This is a joke!

But the fact is in front of him, Zeng Wending was fooled by Jiang Siming's several consecutive fake moves, and finally fell to the ground.

Jiang Siming made an easy layup, and finally jumped up and made another dunk, scoring the first point.

On the court, blocking and shaking are of the same nature, and they are both shameful.

Zeng Wending suffered such a big loss and lost face, but he resisted his anger and got up and went beyond the three-point line.

After getting the ball, Zeng Wending rushed over according to Jiang Siming.

He just wanted to make Jiang Siming suffer.

With a height of 1.95 meters and a weight of 190 pounds, he looks like a head tank. As a center, he rushes into a strong sense of oppression.

Many people began to worry about Jiang Siming. If this is hit, Jiang Siming will probably be hit and fly away.

This wave of Jiang Siming should hide.

Everyone thought.

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