Mo Shao’s Heart-warming Favorite: the National School Grass is a Girl

Mo Yuan's hunch was correct. As the game progressed, his brows became deeper and deeper.

This situation... is totally wrong!

In fact, he was not the only one who found that something was wrong. Looking at the ongoing game, everyone was a little confused.

This is a regular game, yes, and it's a formal game.

But, you guys are particularly violent basketball players! Don’t you guys play regular balls?

If we want to watch a regular ball, when can we not watch it?

We, Nima, came to see how you abuse people. What about you guys?

"Grass, do you want to be so aggrieved, and hit someone if you say something wrong?"

"It's a real dog? Just play violent basketball? Then let us, we can do it too!"

"Hehe, get out, dirty the name of violent basketball!"

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Those netizens are not happy anymore. They are not anyone's fans. They were originally watching the show this time. As a result, where is the bustling horse riding now?

At Chen Tenglai's home, Huang Bin and him were sitting on the sofa, looking at the TV with a dull gaze.

"Boss, what...what's the situation?" Huang Bin asked in a low voice.

If he weren't still worrying about Chen Tenglai's influence, I'm afraid he would just explode directly.

Su Chen won't be playing, but are these people really violent basketball?

Can't you abuse his players if he doesn't play? You can also force him out!

I'm really drunk, what is it doing?

Chen Tenglai was also a little bit incomprehensible. From his point of view, Tie Zi and the others would be able to abuse Luo Hao and the others within a few minutes.

But now, is actually playing regular basketball?

He felt that his opening method must be something wrong today, otherwise, how could he become such a nonsense?

Mo Yuan stared carefully for a while, as if he could see something.

None of these people who claim to be playing violent basketball can let go.

From the beginning to the present, there are very few active offensives, and even the defense is a little daunting.

It feels to him... as if a mouse saw a cat.

As for the cat... Mo Yuan turned his gaze on Su Chen without even thinking about it, and he knew that this guy would harm people no matter where he went!

Apart from this scourge, can anyone make these people so scared?

The commentator surnamed Chen was also confused at this time. The situation at the scene was different from what others described as him!

"Hehe, it seems that the big players are a little out of shape today!" With a stiff smile on his face, he explained dryly.

When these words were said, Su Chen's fans laughed. Who just brag about it, saying that this time it will be a one-sided slaughter?

Let you brag, slap yourself in the face!

Our eleventh princes do not have to play, and the opposite party still has no temper!

None of these people can see the situation on the court, they just look at the score.

But those present have professional explanations.

At this time, the difference between a professional commentator and a commentator who walks through the back door can be reflected.

The commentator surnamed Xiao glanced contemptuously at the surname Chen. With your eyesight, you still dare to oppose Su Chen?

The last time I slapped my face was not painful enough, but this time I want to recollect the feeling?