Autor: Filthy Máquina traductora
Ling Jue ignored Lu Yilie and picked up the basketball next to her to play with.
Lin Mu was the shortest boy in the class. He wore a pair of small glasses and looked extremely weak.
He had seen Ling Jue's skills just now, so he looked at Ling Jue with admiration.
He suddenly felt that the Ling Jue was not the worst.
2He was the worst.
2Qi Ye did not know what to say. He could not call his master and tell him that this kid was not participating in the basketball game, right?
2If this kid participated, they would definitely win.
2Otherwise...
2He glanced at the five official players. They were all listless. Other than the Little Prince Lu Yilie, the others did not seem to have much confidence.
2There was also Mu Chen. He also realized that this kid was not ordinary. If there was Ling Jue, him, and the little prince, they would definitely win.
However, these two did not play. They did not have any love for their classmates.
2The way they acted as if it was none of their business really made people angry.
Qi Ye took the basketball from the basket and showed it to everyone. "Students, let's train first. Attack, defense, and dribble."
2He looked at everyone's lack of interest and the corner of his mouth twitched. Really, if it weren't for his master insisting that their team win, he wouldn't have bothered at all.
2Just like the instructors of the other classes, he sat in the Gazebo and watched them play by themselves.
But he remembered the call his master gave him just now. If Class A 1 couldn't win the game, he wouldn't have to go back.
2Qi Ye sighed and looked at the five people standing there. "Lu Yilie, come and stop me."
2Lu Yilie nodded and ran in front of him to stop him.
"Learn how to dribble the ball first. Remember to bend down when you dribble the ball..."
2He showed everyone how to dribble the ball. Then, he nimbly bypassed Lu Yilie's interception and turned around to shoot the ball into the basket.
Lu Yilie looked up and saw that Qi Ye had already scored. He was almost stunned.
2Uncle Qi Ye is so amazing too!
2Ling Jue leaned against the railing and looked at Lu yilie mockingly. This kid had not reacted yet.
Song Xiao pouted, a little discouraged. "Instructor Ye, we can't learn how to train with your standards. You've been training for years. We're just having fun. We can't even compete with you."
2Qi Ye nodded. "That's why I'm teaching you the simplest method."
2He turned to look at Ling Jue. "The six of you, come here. Now, we'll form two teams. I'll form one team here, and the six of you will form a team. We'll test how easy it is to win."
2"..." Mu Chen pursed his lips. He only wanted to be a substitute.
2However, Ling Jue threw the basketball at him. Her heart was filled with the desire to fight. "Come on."
2She had not played basketball for a few years. Now, she would give it a try.
Qi Ye gulped. Why did he look at Ling Jue like that? He felt a little weak.
The substitute team saw that Ling Jue was interested, so they could only go up.
Therefore, Ling Jue brought a few of the weakest members, while Mu Chen was an uncertain member.
When they started dribbling, Qi Ye took the initiative and ordered his teammates, "Lu Yilie, go and stop Ling Jue. Ouyang Ye, go and stop Mu Chen."
2Lu Yilie swallowed his saliva when he heard that. He wanted him to stop Lord Jue?
However, they seemed to be opponents now?
2Qi Ye saw that he did not move. He stood where he was dribbling the ball and yelled, "Lu Yilie, what are you still thinking about? Hurry up and go!"
2Lu Yilie glanced at Ling Jue and rushed forward.