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Chapter 77

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"Be careful with your dick!" As soon as these words came out, the already boiling arena instantly cooled down, and there was no sound.

But this atmosphere only lasted for a second, followed by crazy whistles and applause, resounding through the entire sky.

What an exquisite statement is this?The words are concise and lifelike; what kind of courage and momentum is this, what others can't say, what others dare not say.

"What kind of quality? It's too vulgar!" Zhong Yiyi blushed slightly, muttering to himself: But the words of the big idiot are very encouraging...

"Han Qiu, well done, we support you!" The animals in the information department were always afraid of chaos, and now they all became active, trying to push the atmosphere of the battlefield to a new climax.

People watching the excitement from other departments also fell in love with this tense atmosphere of the competition, and they all shouted "

"It's too noisy..." Wang Song shook his head as if no one else was there, and pointed his middle finger at Han Qiu: "I don't like people with low quality, and I don't like hurting people, but most of the time, I have to do some emotional things. Unwanted thing."

Sure enough, he was tough, and he said that taking shots and hurting people was like maintaining world peace.

"Please don't be dirty when you leave the arena." The referee who had disappeared from people's sight suddenly appeared and gave Han Qiu a verbal warning: "If you use such uncivilized statements again, I can give you a technical foul!"

Shit, Wang Song cast Foshan Wuying Kick in full view, and you didn't even breathe a sigh of relief; now I just say shit, are you about to commit a technical foul?Black whistle can't be so blatant.Wang Song is really someone in the court who is easy to be an official.

"Did I swear? When did I swear?" Han Qiu looked at the referee innocently with an inexplicable posture.

"You...you said...***..." The referee looked at Han Qiu eccentrically, thinking: It's just a meaningless basketball game, I wouldn't be so stupid as to ruin my job for a game up.Now is a great opportunity to curry favor with Wang Song, if I don't beat you to death, how can I get promoted and get rich?

"Is *** a swear word? Ask everyone, when did *** become a swear word?" Han Qiu mused, "The autumn bushes around the house are like Tao's house, and the fence is getting more and more sloping. It's not that I prefer chrysanthemums among flowers, this flower There are no flowers even if it is fully bloomed. What an artistic conception, how come it becomes a swear word, you ask everyone, are you convinced?"

"I don't accept it! Wait until the Double Ninth Day, and I'll kill you if you come here!" The animals in the Information Department held their stomachs and tried their best to look serious, and many of them were about to burst into tears.

The referee was dumbfounded...

Han Qiu rolled his eyes: "Why do you think it's vulgar when everyone thinks it's good? What do you think of?"

The referee scolded his mother in his heart, and waved his hand sadly: "Continue the game."

This time it was the turn of the manufacturing department to attack, and people saw a strange phenomenon.A player whose devotion and excitement on the defensive end far exceeds that on the offensive end.

Han Qiu rubbed his hands excitedly. He felt that he had already felt the joy of basketball, especially in defense. This blue-collar job that everyone hates, in his eyes, it was a lot of fun at the moment.

"Catch the ball quickly, catch the ball quickly..." Han Qiu kept praying for Wang Song to catch the ball quickly.If his voice is heard by others, it will definitely feel incredible.A defensive player is actually praying that the player he is defending will catch the ball quickly and then attack him.

But let's say he is defensive, and he doesn't have a defensive posture at all. He neither circles forward nor is close to the body. He just hangs like that. He has never seen such a relaxed and comfortable defender.

Wang Song finally caught the ball, and the audience's eyelids twitched at the same time, as if they could predict what would happen...

It was too late to say it, but it was so fast, Han Qiu strode forward, kicked up Wang Song, and kicked straight at Wang Song's back.There is no extra movement, no sloppiness, it is so direct, simple, and rough...

"Holy shit, this kick is incredible, it's so powerful..." The animals in the field were stunned for a moment. Not only did the Heatstroke Superman follow through on his words, he also acted vigorously and resolutely, and the speed of his kicks should not be underestimated.If this kick is solid, it will be enough for Scissorhands to drink a pot.

This butcher has been doing evil for many years, and finally he has his retribution!
Wang Song is also a veteran of the world for many years. When catching the ball, he has been distracted to pay attention to Han Qiu's actions. As soon as Han Qiu kicks, he quickly turns around and raises his leg, wanting to fight head-on.He has absolute confidence in his own strength, and it is well known that the man with heat stroke has poor physical fitness.I want to defeat him in a frontal confrontation and completely destroy his confidence!
Wang Song gave a roundabout kick full of confidence, his movements were stretched, his posture was elegant, and his lethality was huge...

With a sound of "Puff", Wang Song clutched his lower abdomen in pain, his face was flushed, sweat poured down like rain, he squatted halfway on the ground, his facial muscles twisted, and there was an unspeakable pain between his eyebrows and eyes.

F*ck, this speed is too fast. I’ve already been hit before my legs even reach me...

"Did I read it wrong?" There was silence on the sidelines, and everyone couldn't believe their eyes: "The man with heat stroke actually used the butcher to cut off his sons and grandchildren? It's so awesome! I adore Superman with heat stroke!"

Han Qiu has always kept his word, telling him to be careful about cheating is not empty talk.This kick was originally an attack from behind, and it went straight to Wang Song's buttocks. Unexpectedly, Wang Song turned around and kicked in a roundabout way, but the movement was half a beat slower. Although the two legs had an intersection in the air, Han Qiu's leg followed the momentum and just hit his crotch...

Fortunately, when the two legs hit each other in the air, most of the force had been relieved, otherwise, this blow might have really killed all children and grandchildren.

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding!" Han Qiu waved his hand innocently: "I was just defending properly, why did you turn around and cooperate with me?"

With a long whistle, the referee appeared in front of Han Qiu and gave a T without saying a word.

Han Qiu shrugged helplessly. He finally understood that Wang Song played Foshan Wuying Kick, and the referee didn't fart; he had a "justifiable defense" and suffered a technical foul.These days, where can I go to reason?

"How could it be a technical foul? Both sides are making moves!" Several people in the information department were envious, and surrounded the referees in a group, each of them was fierce, like a dog that had been hungry for a long time, staring at the referee. wolf with prey...

"Huh? We are a team, when did we become so bloody?" The animals were talking on the sidelines: "This group of players, except for the old ones, are all like docile little sheep. How do you describe it? Have you seen the recent ones?" Is it the final of the Asian Basketball Championship? Yes, it’s that bird!”

"Yeah, our information department was like this a few years ago. The game was stinky, and the spectrum was quite big. Actually, it doesn't matter if you play badly. As long as you try your best, no one will blame them. But everyone came to the court as if they didn't eat. It’s like taking a walk and walking the bird, and even having fun with a hippie smile when you lose.”

"Today seems to have completely changed the team. What's going on?"

Everyone was discussing, but Coach Liu, who was in the crowd, clenched his fists, shook his head and sighed: If a wolf gets mixed into the flock, it will become a pack of wolves; The whole team will be full of evil.The information department used to be such a clean and gentle team, but now it has degenerated into this, the sadness of art basketball...

At this moment, Wang Song regained his energy and stood up slowly. He gave Han Qiu a cold look, his eyes filled with infinite chill: "I don't like hurting people, but many times, things have to backfire. It's that cruel."

Han Qiu shook his head and sighed, and said deeply: "I don't like basketball, but I often have to defend properly. Life is so helpless!"

"You chose the road, no wonder others." Wang Song showed that nervous smile again: "Do you still remember the former captain of your Information Department? His fate is your example!"

Han Qiu hadn't spoken yet, but the animals in the entire information department were boiling: "Fuck, it's okay if you don't talk about it, but if you talk about it, it will make people hate you! The former captain is such a good person, just for a basketball game. my whole life!"

"Damn, when I think of the captain's enthusiasm and loyalty, why did I get sand in my eyes, who can borrow some eye drops?"

"Han Qiu, if you don't make him pay the price, you are not from the Information Department!"

Shit, heavy responsibility is on your shoulders, if you don't work hard to "defend properly", you will be expelled from school soon!

But the biggest problem is the referee. It's okay for him to hit me. If I hit him, I get a T, and if I get another T, I have to go to rest.

Han Qiu can guarantee that as long as a certain part of his body touches Wang Song, even if it is a fingernail, the referee will invite him to go down without hesitation...

Han Qiu was worrying, and sighed secretly. As if Gucheng felt something, he walked up to Han Qiu and put his hand on Han Qiu's shoulder: "Brother, there is something wrong with your momentum."

"Hey, I'm a little afraid of this referee." Han Qiu shook his head in frustration.

"Hey, you are still a rookie, don't you know that fouling is a technical job?" Gu Cheng showed a rare cunning side.

"Technical work?" Han Qiu's eyes were suddenly full of fighting spirit: "I must work hard to master this advanced technology!"

"You are wrong. If you rely on your efforts alone, you will never be able to understand the supreme level of this skill." Gu Cheng pretended to be mysterious, turned around and asked the referee for a timeout, and walked off the court with his arms around Han Qiu's shoulders : "Taking advantage of the timeout, I will tell you a few key points for getting started. But you have to remember that the true highest state of the art of fouling is the cooperation of the entire team!"

(End of this chapter)