Demon Development System

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There are not many people on the basketball court.

Due to the early get out of class today, the boys in Class 4 exclusively occupied two sites.

Jiang Qinghua, Liu Xin and Li Zheng naturally came together in the same half.

Liu Xin is still blaming himself for Hu Chunmei's condition. The oil thrown out during the layup is less than before.

Jiang Qinghua and Li Zheng stood side by side to warm up.

"One-on-one." Jiang Qinghua said indifferently, "while there are still few people."

"Farewell, I can't beat you." Li Zheng shook his head while doing radio gymnastics.

"How do you know if you don't try it?"

"I know it without trying."

"You don't understand." Jiang Qinghua grabbed the rolling basketball and tried to wipe off the coolness and bleakness in his ear. "You don't understand."

"I understand." Li Zheng took a big step and jumped up, "I am-really, just lucky-just, I only-want to be low-key-relax, preferably not-to strike Its-his classmate."

"Can you, don't jump and talk."

"..."

Jiang Qinghua just wanted to say that the coolness in his ear suddenly turned into a strong wind, and he attacked himself.

He quickly raised his hand to stop.

Boom!

It's a basketball.

Fortunately, he caught the reaction.

But his hand still hurts.

This strength...

"Let's start, Jiang Shuai." Qiao Bixia pressed his finger joints and walked along all the way.

"Hi~" Xu Mengxi waved and said hello.

There seemed to be a person hiding behind him. Judging from the shiny shoes, Lin Yuejing was right.

Jiang Qinghua swallowed bitter water bitterly: "Your high school... don't you take extra classes..."

"As for the demonstration, the school dare not add it." Qiao Bixia ran violently and slammed into Liu Xin, "Yoo!"

Goo!

Liu Xin was staggered and looked back at Qiao Bixia, silently picked up the ball and did not speak.

"Oh, the oil barrel is not in shape today."

"Too lazy to care about you." Liu Xin shot silently and did not enter.

"It's alright, my sister teased you out." Qiao Bixia rubbed her hands and looked at Jiang Qinghua. "Don't grind, three to three, get started."

Jiang Qinghua glanced at his head, stunned, and did not know Lin Yuejing who was hard to see the road.

Why, are you dodge your eyes?

Well, there are plays.

Jiang Qinghua's expression was shocked: "Come on, but the male-female confrontation is too bullying you, turn your eyes."

"Come on." Qiao Bixia grabbed the basketball from Liu Xin's hand, "Come and come, come together."

Turning the ball is a random way of teaming on the court.

Whoever the captain is transferred to, will be with the team.

Six people quickly formed a circle.

Qiao Bixia turned the ball upward and then caught it.

The needle eye was aimed at Lin Yuejing.

Qiao Bixia picked her up and hugged her.

Next, Jiang Qinghua transferred to Xu Mengxi.

In the final round, Qiao Bixia turned to Li Zheng.

The result came out.

Qiao Bixia, Lin Yuejing and Li Zheng team.

Jiang Qinghua, Liu Xin and Xu Mengxi team.

Everyone was disappointed with this result.

But at least, Jiang Qinghua can confront Li Zheng directly.

"Ten balls, three points." Qiao Bixia threw the basketball heavily at Li Zheng.

Li Zheng only raised his hand and gently unloaded, then dribbling the ball to the midfield service point.

"Yes." Qiao Bixia leaned into Lin Yujing's ear and said, "Pass more of his ball, hurry up and exhaust him. After playing ten balls, he will change the team and abuse him."

"Well!" Lin Yuejing looked forward to nod.

On the other side, the Jiang Qinghua team had no communication.

Xu Mengxi wanted to discuss the tactical arrangement a bit, but only saw two awe-inspiring men.

Liu Xin is standing under the basket and has no love at all.

Jiang Qinghua did not. He clenched his fists tightly, with fire in his eyes.

This stubborn unyielding feeling, Xu Mengxi seemed to have met each other, as if the brother of yesterday had done the same.

Indeed, Jiang Qinghua has not been so serious in a long time.

This time, I won't lose again.

Figure out Li Zheng!

The basketball court is named Jiang!

Standing at the service point, Li Zheng also felt this unusual fighting spirit.

It seems that it has surpassed the communication of the game itself.

Forget it, let's avoid it first.

He passed the ball to Lin Yuejing.

"Well." Lin Yuejing received the ball and waved his hands to organize the attack. "Well, well."

On the other side, Jiang Qinghua raised his arm and shouted: "I stare at Li Zheng, and I will leave it to you, who is that."

"Oh..." Xu Mengxi greeted Lin Yuejing.

"Well." Lin Yuejing turned his head and glared, then immediately passed it back to Li Zheng.

As soon as Li Zheng received the ball, he saw Jiang Qinghua pounce like a bull.

He was so scared that he passed the ball back to Lin Yuejing.

Lin Yuejing lucked the ball twice and passed it back: "Well!"

Li Zheng lucked a bit and sent it back.

The two of them ran forward while you spread me, and I spread you.

Staring around, it was six or seven rounds.

Jiang Qinghua chased after, without knowing why, suddenly no strength in his leg.

The game has just begun.

He seemed to have heard the final whistle.

Every time Lin Yuejing made a hard shot, his heart seemed to be stabbed.

Every time Li Zheng returns, he seems to be one point shorter.

Running here and running, he can no longer run.

When the reaction comes.

He has been left behind by the two.

"Ah..." Jiang Qinghua looked back blankly.

Stunned.

Li Zheng and Lin Yuejing seemed to be in slow motion.

Tacit, warm.

Also frowned.

He seemed to understand something.

pain.

it hurts.

Dong, uh.

Li Zheng made a layup with ease.

Not to mention, this attack was quite comfortable.

The fast-paced passing back and forth, Jiang Qinghua was thrown away in the clouds.

This ball is fun.

"Good shot." Li Zheng rushed into Lin Jingjing.

"Huh." Lin Yuejing turned his head, expecting Li Zheng to exhaust his energy sooner.

Qiao Bixia grabbed the ball by Liu Xin and threw it at Jiang Qinghua: "No, Jiang Shuai."

Boom.

Right in the center.

Jiang Qinghua did not struggle and fell to the ground.

"Hey?!"

Several people hurried up.

However, Jiang Qinghua stared blankly at the sky, and didn't seem to feel the pain in his body.

He got it, he got it.

He also hurt.

What is still humming in his mouth.

Painful realization.

You were my all.

It’s just the way I looked back,

Each step,

They all walk so lonely.

Suddenly, a roar came from the playground.

"Liu Xin, come over to me!"

Not only Liu Xin, even Li Zheng shook his neck in fright.

It was Qiao Sheng, who was preparing to leave school with Hu Chunmei.

"Retribution...coming..." Liu Xin sighed and walked over with his head down.

The game was suspended, Lin Yuejing grabbed the ball and practised his layup with full of fighting spirit.

Qiao Bixia was very worried about Jiang Qinghua, holding him and shaking.

"Jiang Shuai, what's wrong, say a word." Qiao Bixia gritted her teeth, and outlined an iron bone tenderness between her trembling thick lips. "Li Zheng, help me press the point and I will give artificial respiration."

Artificial respiration is artificial respiration.

Why should I press it?