Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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"Wow, Luo is so dusty!"

"There is a random vote, it is invested!"

"It looks like it's a good idea to vote for a penny!"

......

Of course, the people who said these words did not include Xiaohui who applauded for Mi Fu.

They looked a little embarrassed at this moment, but they still did not forget to cheer on the rice bran: "Mishao Come on!"

Mi Fu bites his teeth and his face is not good looking. When she was abroad, she was the captain of the basketball team, with a height of 1.70 and a first-class basketball.

Even those boys who played basketball well, couldn't help but praise her.

She hasn't lost in the field of basketball. How can she lose to a person who has been injured in his wrist and looks completely free of sports cells?

The professional advantage does not allow her to lose, she must not lose.

She took a deep breath and took the basketball. Although the second ball was slightly biased, the basketball rolled in the circle and fell into the box.

"Yeah - yeah - amount..." Xiaohui was still applauding for Mi Wei one second before, and after a second, Luo was already very casual and put the basketball into the box.

Without a slight deviation, it fell steadily into the basket.

This time, Mi Fu was a little panicked.

If Luo Dingchen's first attempt is luck, then even the two goals are not so simple.

It is impossible for such a technique to have no two brushes. Does she actually play basketball?

Mi Fu bites her lip and has eight **** at the moment. Now it is just two to two, she has not lost!

When she was abroad, she was not without the experience of ten goals.

Stabilize, be sure to stabilize!

Luo dusted a light smile, squinting at the rice bran, raising a cold smile on his mouth and whispering his voice: "Don't struggle, this declaration of war, you will lose!"

"Luo classmates, self-confidence is a good thing, but self-confidence is overdone, but it becomes conceited!" She also suppressed the voice very low, the sweetness and gentleness in the sound line, and a touch of coldness.

"Oh..." She smiled coldly, looking at her with absolute momentum: "I am conceited!"

In the next second, Mi Fu slightly stepped, raised his hands in basketball, and made a standard shot.

But this time the basketball rolled in the basket twice, but did not want to fall in the same time.

In other words, Mi Fu did not vote!

"Oh, what a pity!"

"It's okay, luck is not good, I think this ball should go in!"

"With confidence, she may not enter, maybe she also..."

"Hey--" Xiaohui's voice did not fall, Luo Ding a beautiful three-pointer, once again firmly invested in the basket.

At this moment, the boy who originally shouted ‘Mi 栀 refueling’ was suddenly dumb.

Not far from Li Si Nai carefully looked at the Luo Ding standing in front of the three-point line, this moment his heart suddenly a little anxious, inexplicable anxious.

She turned against the light, a clean athletic school uniform, white cheeks, clear eyes, looking so dazzling.

[叮 - Good feeling plus ten, task completion is 60%. 】

Ten minutes later, ‘1V1 is over.’

Luo Dingchen successfully defeated Mi Fu at 10:6, but those so-called advocates still have various rhetoric to excuse their ‘goddess’.

"You are very good at Mi Fu, the four goals that have not entered are on the edge of the basket, and many people are stronger than us!"

"That is, luck is just a problem!"

Xiaohui glanced at the look of the arrogant Luo Ding and the somewhat lost rice bran, and hurriedly comforted: "Mi 栀 you are super powerful, did not enter the four goals without any ball over the rebound position. You are my goddess Some people can never replace it!"