Chapter 13 Who Is This Looking Down On?

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Chapter 13 Who is this looking down on?

"Are you sure you want to shoot against me?"

When Su Mo said these words, Zhao Junze felt a sense of contempt, and immediately became furious.

"Of course, I just want to beat you at what you are best at, and let you know that you are not worthy of Yan Jiuxi at all."

In the face of Zhao Junze's harsh words, Su Mo didn't care at all, anyway, the outcome of this match was already doomed.

"Why do you talk so much nonsense, how do you compare?"

Su Mo stood there lazily, picking out his ear with his left hand at will. He was too lazy to waste time with Zhao Junze here. If he had this time, he might as well spend more time with Xiaoxi.

"Ten shots apiece to see who makes the most 3-pointers."

Zhao Junze also snorted coldly when he saw Su Mo's appearance. He had already thought about the rules and said it without hesitation.

Three-point shooting is what he is best at, and he is confident that Su Mo is by no means his opponent.

On the other hand, Zhang Dawei, who was outside the basketball court, couldn't help but scolded when he saw this scene. He told Zhao Junze that Su Mo's three-point shot was scary, and the purpose was to let Zhao Junze choose other comparisons.

But what I never expected was that Zhao Junze, this idiot, had to shoot a three-pointer with Su Mo?

Isn't this obviously courting death!

How accurate Su Mo's three-point shooting is, Zhang Dawei has personally experienced it. Even if an NBA star comes, he dare not say that he can beat him.

As for Zhao Junze?

Don't even look at it, Zhang Dawei has already sentenced him to death in his heart.

"Okay, you come first."

Su Mo looked at Zhao Junze lightly and said, "If I came first, you probably wouldn't have the courage to take action."

"Humph!"

Facing Su Mo's arrogant words, Zhao Junze snorted coldly, but he did not reject Su Mo's proposal.

There is no reason for it. When Su Mo didn't come just now, he had already practiced shooting for a while.

So this feeling is still there, since Su Mo wants to lose, he will not show mercy.

Zhao Junze stood outside the three-point line with the ball, while Su Mo walked directly to Yan Jiuxi's side. Anyway, no matter how many shots Zhao Junze could make, he would not lose.

"Brother Mo, this kid is sure to lose."

As soon as Su Mo came over, Fatty Wang winked at him excitedly, seeing that Yan Jiuxi was a little confused.

Isn't that better than that?

Confidence is good, but blind confidence is conceit.

"Xiao Mo, can you still underestimate the enemy? I heard that this Zhao Junze shoots very well."

Yan Jiuxi said something uneasy to Su Mo, the worry in her eyes was very obvious, because she just heard Su Mo say that his basketball skills are very good, but she has never seen him once.

As the saying goes, a lion fights a rabbit with all his strength.

However, before Su Mo spoke, Fatty Wang explained, "Don't worry about Yan Xiaohua, you haven't seen Brother Mo's shooting skills before, you won't think so in a while."

"Xiaoxi, don't worry, when have you ever seen me do something unsure?"

Su Mo also smiled, it seemed that he was going to show a good performance in front of Xiaoxi today.

Seeing Su Mo so confident, Yan Jiuxi also felt relieved, she had never seen Su Mo speak out.

"Oh!"

At this time, the students present also let out a roar. It turned out that Zhao Junze also started shooting.

The first ball went into the net perfectly, and the students in the second class were also very face-saving, and they directly applauded.

Zhao Junze was a little nervous at first, but after he made the first shot, his confidence also increased greatly.

It's just that the route was a little off when the fifth goal was scored, but no one would laugh at Zhao Junze with four of the five goals.

Even Fatty Wang couldn't help but be surprised when he saw this situation.

"I can't tell, this kid really has two brushes!"

"It's really good."

Su Mo couldn't help but comment, not everyone is as perverted as him, Zhao Junze has performed very well.

As soon as Yan Jiuxi heard Su Mo's words, she became nervous again.

"Xiao Mo, can you beat him?"

"Xiaoxi, can you have some confidence in your man?"

Su Mo looked at Yan Jiuxi's delicate little face, he couldn't help pinching it, this girl seemed to be not very confident in him all the time.

As soon as she said this, Yan Jiuxi's pretty face turned red in an instant. She didn't expect Su Mo to be so bold in teasing herself in the crowd.

"You're not my man!"

Yan Jiuxi looked at Su Mo in embarrassment, but it was not lethal at all, on the contrary, she was very cute.

On the other hand, Fatty Wang had the feeling of a light bulb. He really wanted to kneel to Su Mo. In front of so many people, he dared to molest the schoolgirl Yan, really...

Fortunately, everyone's attention was on Zhao Junze, and no one noticed the scene that just happened here.

When the two were flirting here, Zhao Junze's last shot had already been shot, and he had already scored seven out of the previous nine.

This is already an excellent result. If this last goal is scored again, it will be equal to eight out of ten goals.

Eight out of ten goals, what is this?

concept?

It is the NBA star who has come, and generally this is the result, maybe it will not be able to achieve this!

Everyone's eyes moved with the basketball in the air, and they were all wondering if the last ball could be scored.

"Shh!"

The sound of a basketball entering the net sounded, and the students in Class 2 began to cheer.

Even Zhao Junze felt proud when he saw the last shot.

He scored 8 out of 10 goals, and even he himself did not expect to achieve such a good result. He originally estimated that before the vote, it was about six.

Didn't expect to get eight?

What a godsend!

At this time, except for a few people from Class 3, everyone else thought that Su Mo had already lost, and they didn't believe that Su Mo could make nine shots.

This kind of situation is simply impossible for a high school student. Even if Su Mo is lucky, it will not be so good.

If there is no strength, even luck is useless.

Zhao Junze walked over with the basketball in one hand. He was now looking at Su Mo with a smug expression on his face, and before he got to him, he still gave the basketball to Su Mo.

Su Mo lightly stretched out a hand and took it very easily.

"Hmph, I want to see if you are as evil as Zhang Dawei said!"

When Su Mo passed by Zhao Junze, Zhao Junze said something strangely yin and yang.

Zhang Dawei told Zhao Junze that Su Mo made seventeen three-pointers in a row, and he scoffed at it.

Do you really think he's a fool?

Don't brag without drafting?

This is simply impossible!

17 three-pointers in a row?

how can that be!

Not even a famous NBA star can do this, let alone an ordinary high school student.

"Then just wait and see."

Facing Zhao Junze's ridicule, Su Mo also smiled slightly.

Whether it's true or false, we won't know right away.

Su Mo walked slowly beyond the three-point line. At this time, everyone's eyes were on him. He dribbled the ball a little bit, and suddenly seemed to remember something.

I saw Su Mo took two steps back. His action caused everyone to exclaim, even Yan Jiuxi didn't understand what he meant.

Everyone can't wait to stand next to the three-point line, but Su Mo is better, but take two steps back?

Who is this looking down on?

Zhao Junze also sneered when he saw Su Mo's action. In his eyes, Su Mo was nothing but grandstanding.

"See how long you can keep it up?"

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