Song Xiang sat at the top, listening to the whistle blowing, and both sides took their positions.
Yanhan is the point guard of the white team. This position is equivalent to the commander of the team, which suits him very well.
She was holding an inflatable stick and was even more nervous than the first time she went on stage to give a report. Her eyes were fixed on Yan Han, so much so that she almost missed the opening jump ball.
Standing near the midline on both sides were Gong Shiheng and Xiao Sheng.
Just when the referee blew the whistle and threw the ball, Xiao Sheng suddenly said something to Gong Shiheng. Gong Shiheng was obviously stunned for a second.
In just a split second, Xiao Sheng jumped up and easily won the ball.
Yan Hanfang gained the initiative.
Song Xiang breathed a sigh of relief, but Li Ying and Wang Fuxue beside him clicked their tongues at the same time.
Wang Fuxue looked at the stage and said in a complicated tone, "This Xiao Sheng may really be Ke Shiheng."
Song Xiang also felt this way.
There was no need to think too much, the battle had already begun off the field.
Xiao Sheng and Yan Han cooperated for the first time, but they had a tacit understanding and passed the ball quickly.
But none of the opponents were vegetarians, especially Bo Siyan, who was obviously professional, with a strong body, attacking and weaving like a cheetah, and quickly scored a goal.
"Tsk, this handsome guy is so handsome, but he doesn't even know how to save some face for his brother?" Wang Fuxue curled her lips.
Song Xiang: "..."
She also saw that in terms of overall strength, the white team's Yan Han and Xiao Sheng were considered superior, while the others were only average.
"Yu Tianyu is a pig teammate!" Wang Fuxue cursed.
On the court, Yan Han had just passed the ball to Yu Tianyu. Before Yu Tianyu could take two steps, he was snatched away by a man Song Xiang didn't know.
"Brother Chuan, what are you doing!" Li Ying jumped to her feet.
Song Xiang guessed that the person should be Li Jinchuan, the elder brother of Li Ying's family.
"Calm down, it's not good to let go." She patted Li Ying.
"The key is that if I don't give in, my dad will definitely lose. How shameless would my dad be?!"
Song Xiang: "..."
On the field, the red team scored like crazy, scoring three goals in just fifteen minutes. The white team was still bald.
Song Xiang's face was not anxious, but he also sweated for Yan Han.
Some girls around stood up and shouted, seemingly calling Li Jinchuan's name.
As soon as she screamed, the men on the field rushed into the white team single-handedly and took the ball away as if they were drunk.
"Damn! There's still a buff here!" Li Ying stamped her feet.
Song Xiang was also a little dumbfounded. The next second, Li Ying encouraged her to get up, "Hurry up! Give my dad two more!"
Song Xiang: "..."
Despite her age, she had never "supported" the male voice she admired when she was studying. Her face instantly turned red and she couldn't hold her tongue.
If she didn't scream, the two girls next to her would scream like crazy, and the effect was obvious.
No matter what, it's embarrassing to lose face.
Gritting her teeth, she stood up, covered her mouth with her hands, and shouted to the audience, "Stern, severe, cold!"
Moment, silence.
It was as if she had touched a switch, and the audience fell silent for an instant.
Song Xiang:???
thumping!
The ball went in! It made the basketball hoop clank.
"Ah! My dad came in!"
Li Ying shouted, and the pause button in the stadium seemed to have ended, and it returned to deafening in an instant.
Song Xiang was confused and completely missed Yan Han's shot just now.
Turning around, she grabbed Wang Fuxue's hand, "How did he get in?!"
Before Wang Fuxue opened her mouth, Li Ying pulled Song Xiang's arm and shook her hard, "Long shot from half a court! Long shot! Long shot!"
Song Xiang doesn't know much about basketball, but he can also feel the excitement from Li Ying's tone.