Chapter 183

Zhao Gang looked at Chen Mo, filled with righteous indignation: "Chen Mo, it's good that you're here, change your clothes and go on stage, let those despicable guys in Class 5 look good today!"

Chen Mo said lightly: "You don't need to change clothes, let's start directly, how far behind the score?"

Zhao Gang glanced at the scoreboard and said angrily, "Hmph, now we are 10 points behind them. If they hadn't played tricks to hurt Wang Hao's hand, we would have been leading by a large margin."

"It's okay, just chase it back." Chen Mo said lightly.

Around the basketball court, surrounded by many men and women, some from Chen Mo's class, some from Class Five, and some from other classes.

Among them, Chen Mo saw several familiar figures, An Keyue, Zheng Yuanhao and others.

No wonder Zhao Gang personally called Chen Mo for help. It would be embarrassing if he lost in full view.

Zhao Gang glanced at Chen Mo, and asked worriedly: "Not changing clothes will affect your performance, are you sure it's okay?"

Chen Mo smiled slightly: "Don't worry, I have a measure."

Zhao Gang stopped talking. According to the strength Chen Mo had shown in the past, he had a kind of blind faith in Chen Mo.

"Chen Mo, you haven't played basketball for a while, isn't your skill going to waste?" A tall and thin boy asked Chen Mo with a smile.

This boy's name is Chen Ming, and he has a good relationship with Chen Mo.

Chen Mo smiled mysteriously: "You will know if it has been abandoned for a while."

"Haha, I'm looking forward to it." Another boy smiled heartily, this boy is also one of Chen Mo's friends, Wang Dong, Chen Mo and them were on the same team in the previous life, and they were close buddies.

On the field opposite, several boys in red uniforms from Class 5 gathered around a handsome and tall boy. Obviously this boy was the soul of Class 5.

"Hua Shao, there is a helper from Class 6. I don't know how the skills are?" A boy with parted head glanced at Chen Mo and said gloomyly.

"Hmph, among those in class six, only Wang Hao is on the school team. He can no longer play, and the rest are nothing to be afraid of." Another boy with a crew cut sneered.

"Yes, I have fought against this kid a few times before, his skills are not good, he is quite pretending, he is just a piece of trash." The dark-faced boy looked at Chen Mo with contempt.

In the end, the tall and handsome boy called Huashao said with a serious face: "Three quarters have been played, and the last quarter of four is left. No matter how good this kid's skills are, we will focus on defense in this quarter. Foul tactics can be used as a last resort, and they will not be able to catch up with such a huge gap.”

"Well, it's better to spend less."

Several people flattered Hua Shao.

Hua Shao glanced at the girls in the audience, they were all very beautiful, including An Xiaohua.

"An Xiaohua is also watching the battle, no matter what we can't lose to class six, come on!" Hua Shao said confidently.

"Hey, that's right, look at those girls who are staring straight at Young Master Hua!"

"Haha, it's a pity that Murong Xiaohua didn't come. By the way, Hua Shao, is your relationship with Murong Xiaohua confirmed?"

Thinking of Murong Yan'er's glamorous face, Hua Shao's eyes glowed with fire, but it's a pity that no matter how much he pursued, Murong Yan'er politely refused, which made him very depressed.

Hua Shao sneered: "Sooner or later, I will take her down. Let's go, let's teach the trash of class six a lesson. Let them obediently vacate the venue when they see us."

"OK!"

In the auditorium, An Keyue quietly watched Chen Mo standing on the basketball court. Chen Mo was dressed in black sportswear, which was in stark contrast to the white basketball uniforms of Zhao Gang and the others.

"He still likes to show off so much, he goes on stage without even changing his clothes. He looks chic and unique, but he is actually stupid."

In An Keyue's heart, she can't help but want to belittle Chen Mo, even she herself can't explain why, maybe only belittle Chen Mo can make her feel that it's okay to be left out by Chen Mo. In this way, Ankeyue will feel better in her heart.

On the side, Zheng Yuanhao noticed that An Keyue's eyes had been staring at Chen Mo, feeling a little embarrassed in his heart, and sneered: "There is still the last quarter of the game, the two teams are behind by ten, even if Wang Hao is not injured, it may not be possible Chasing after him. Does he think he is a player from the professional league? Trying to turn the tide? Hmph, overthinking yourself!"

Next to him, a classmate immediately laughed and said: "Brother Hao is right, he just likes to show off, and we will wait and see him being taught a lesson by Class Five in a while!"

On the other side of the auditorium, monitor Zheng Xiuli looked at Chen Mo coldly, the hatred in her eyes was deeper than before.

"Chen Mo, you have to lose, it's better to be crushed to death by a basketball, so that my heart will be relieved!"

On the court, with the referee's order, the last quarter of the game began.

In the auditorium, the girls from Class 5 shouted loudly, cheering for Shao Hua.

On the other hand, in class six, only a few people who had good friends with Chen Mo clapped and shouted, with Zheng Yuanhao and Zheng Xiuli pressing down, no one dared to cheer for Chen Mo and the others.

This time it was Zhao Gang who got the ball.

Chen Mo shouted at Zhao Gang: "Give me the ball."

Zhao Gang was stunned for a moment. Chen Mo was playing the small forward position, and Chen Ming was the point guard. Why did Chen Mo want the ball?

The rest of the people were also dumbfounded, but out of absolute trust in Chen Mo, Zhao Gang passed the ball directly to Chen Mo.

As a result, an unbelievable scene appeared.

Zhao Gang and the others quickly ran to the opponent's half, stood in formation and prepared to attack, but Chen Mo was still standing there with a smile on his face, not knowing what to do.

"Chen Mo, pass the ball!" Zhao Gang shouted.

In the auditorium, An Keyue and Zheng Yuanhao frowned, looked at Chen Mo in puzzlement, and couldn't understand what Chen Mo wanted to do.

Several defensive members of Class 5 also looked at Chen Mo with puzzled faces, not understanding what he was going to do.

Suddenly, Chen Mo picked up the basketball with one hand, stood under the basket in his own half, and aimed at the opponent's basket.

"What is he going to do?" Zhao Gang looked at Chen Mo in horror.

The rest of the team members were also stunned.

Several members of Class 5 were also stunned.

In the auditorium, a male student said blankly: "Is he going to throw the ball?"

"How is it possible! From such a long distance, does he think he is the rebirth of Jordan? Even Jordan can't make the shot!"

Anyone with a little basketball knowledge knows that only fools can shoot from such a long distance.

Even the referee was confused by Chen Mo's actions.

On the court, Chen Mo gently moved the basketball with five fingers, and the basketball drew a perfect parabola in the air.

"Damn it, he's really shooting!"

"Nimma, this kid's head is broken!"

"If this goal can be scored, I will broadcast it live!"

Zhao Gang yelled anxiously: "Chen Mo, what are you doing? Be serious!" He even regretted calling Chen Mo to help, isn't this just nonsense?

In the auditorium, the students in Class 5 burst into laughter, mocking Chen Mo for not knowing how to play basketball at all.

A smile appeared on Zheng Xiuli's face, the more hits Chen Mo received, the happier she was.

Several members of Class 5 sneered, and a thought arose in their hearts at the same time: "Is this kid stupid?"

Hua Shao calmly commanded: "Get ready to grab a rebound!"

Everyone's eyes moved slowly with the basketball across the air. On the field, players from both sides are ready to grab the fence.

However, the basketball drew a beautiful arc in the air and entered the basket without any mistakes.

brush!

The ball went in!