MTL - Reborn, I Became a Male God-Chapter 163

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Song Qingfang can be said to be very satisfied until the end of class.

"Male **** male god, please sign for a photo!"

"I am going to give you monkeys!"

"Want to know the male god, how many days would you stay in school this time?"

As soon as the bell rang, the whole classroom boiled instantly. Male god, male god, male god, the word is all over your ears! Song Qingfang stared blankly at the middle seat. The teenager who was holding the stars was surrounded by the crowd, and he was busy receiving signatures of various books. His actions were flowing, as if he had practiced countless times. Unexpectedly, the other party seemed to perceive her eyes, suddenly looked up, showed a slightly apologetic smile, and then nodded at her.

I am really a good student.

Song Qingfang's dissatisfaction just disappeared.

Someone kept coming in outside the classroom. She packed her things, and when she left, she finally glanced back and suddenly sighed.

It's so young!

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Jing Ye signed a certain number and found a way to withdraw.

Although he has been staying for a long time, there are still girls who are late to catch up, almost all of them learned the news in the middle of the class. Because I did n’t dare to skip the class, I managed to get over after class, but because of the distance between the colleges Far, it's too late by this time. Looking at the empty classroom, one by one are dejected look on his face as if written "no love" characters.

Classroom there are two people who did not go, look happy expression in stark contrast with the later people. There are probably a fan of the natural friendship between the two sister passing the door, the one consolation, "Never mind you, early on it tomorrow, man of God said, will last two days at the school."

Later, sister instantly cured.

The King Ling found a corner that no one, I called to book a cloud, has just retired and sit just there, they talked for nearly half an hour, because the cloud book something over there, this hung up.

Qincheng sunny weather here has been going on for nearly a week. Jing Ling out of the corner, through the basketball court ready to leave the school from the north gate. There I bumped into a game field in the periphery of a circle of people shouting and cheering. Anyway, back to nothing was done, he went to look Couguo, and everyone is busy watching the game, no sudden I found him.

He was a tall, stood facing position and just scoreboard first thing you see is the top score, 15: 8, the former is seven to programming, which is

Second class, that class King Ling is located. He looked to the floor, just to see a few acquaintances, that is just kind to him in class Teng positions, we crammed a few boys sitting.

Jing Ling know very own recognizable sound, did not dare shouting and cheering, and even the location of the station is deliberately chosen. He stood next to observe a few minutes, the first half ended, the score gap has not narrowed, but has increased, people seven to the last minute scored another three-pointer, it becomes 18: 8.

Intermission. Girls handed him water and a towel, with words of encouragement. But the condition does not seem ideal, Jing Ling noted that one of the players look quite right, but also the person next to his face expression of concern, not too far away, Jing Ling still in loud voice, he wants to tell hear.

"A far, all right?"

"Fortunately, no problem persist in the second half."

"No problem ghost, look at your feet that are swollen into what kind!"

"Hiss - tap!"

"You forget it is still the case, for individuals to continue in the second half, anyway, according to this situation continues, tying the score all the difficulties, let alone won, on who are the same."

Jing Ling thought, remember the annual Spring School will hold a basketball game, a professional class as a unit, layers of advance to the final school finals, has won the prize. However much money, we participate in them, more because of the love of the sport, as well as during the game Harvest attention and honor. After all, at this stage exactly what the University wants to show older self, whether boys or girls, if you can, few people would not want to be the man of the campus.

Side of the conversation continues. A far should the situation is really bad, the first half are teeth persevered, although he said he felt could hold on in the second half, but his teammates do not agree, even if the win, or at least is worth it, but now the situation obviously is not optimistic. As for why no substitutions? Because of course nobody. Jing Ling them the class in all thirty people, twenty of which one is a girl, then get rid of the field and five of his own, and the remaining four, two fat two home, with basically nothing to do with the sport, let them play, as four people play, and eventually out of the consultation results, indeed is the case.

Jing Ling hesitated a little, taking strides walked past. Although he basically did not how the people live attendant, not to mention what class sense of honor, but this is really no case of human, can not really be looking.

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After a half time intermission, several classes of people encourage each other a bit, ready to play.

Suddenly, a voice called out, "as I came off the bench, no problem, right?"

Around a moment of quiet.

Because this sounds too have a recognizable! Not too long ago after listening to a whole class of it! But also because of this, I did feel a little hard to believe, can not believe the owner of the voice will participate in this basketball game.

People have turned away, looking for the source of the sound. Some people like the natural light, even if the body in the tumult of the crowd, but also one can see. Neat short hair, perfect facial features, tall and slender figure, he stood there, everything around seems to have become scenery.

"Ah ah ah ah man God!"

"My **** chatter staggering **** could still play basketball!"

"Shuai can not breathe!"

Class Two side after boiling, and soon across the seven to have been infected, refueling and logistics in the next sister who have run screaming to the side, and very quickly surrounded by a packed King Ling. And passing the basketball court this side of the passers-by, heard the movement have also been attracted over. Originally just a normal class professional game, the basketball court is now being surrounded by a three times in three out of the loop. Not only is cell phone cameras flashed, professional recording equipment as well as carrying people crowded into the crowd.

"News Agency! Please let let let let everyone ah!"

The results certainly no one let him. But the man is a genius, and ultimately relying on their ability to harden blaze a trail, pushed to the front, carrying machine start debugging shooting.

Class Two basketball team of a few people watching the scene is surrounded by layers of feathers, thinking like this can really play it? Win very difficult, right? However, only Tucao it, will eventually be no problem. Leaving aside and will not be playing, playing good question, even no matter win or lose, their game was to be a lot of attention, even if it is to get school basketball championship, I do not compare this half!

Alas, if you do n’t know, you can go back to the news!

Suddenly there was such a number of people as Jing Jing, who grabbed all the attention, and the seventh basketball team that was watching as a victory was left unattended. Even the girls in their own class were temporarily betrayed. The seventh class was unhappy. It is conceivable. Seeing that the rest time was coming to an end, and it wasn't as if they were ready there, they urged, "Hey, second shift, are you still here ?!"

Folded here, "Hurry up, right away!"

Then he said to Jing Yan, "Ready, the second half is about to begin!"

Jing Yan nodded when he heard the words, "Okay!" Then he smiled and said to the girls around him, "Please let me know, I should be on the field."

For fans, the words of the gods are truth. Although very reluctant, but expect to see more men playing basketball the way of God, then we have to open a path to.

Jing Ling simply said thank you, he walked up to the class several players converge. His temporary entry, naturally there will be uniforms or something, but this game is not very strict requirements, and today he is wearing more partial movement style, jacket off will be able to play. Inside is a t-shirt, relatively close, barely visible waist and abdominal strength thin. The so-called dress was thin strip of meat, just so.

Not surprisingly, another burst of screams.

Several people seeing the same team, only emotion. The face of the infinite beauty of such a person really is not even jealous thoughts are living it up.

Soon, the second half began.

Campus competition is not so much stress, not to mention now just cut between the professional class plug, not divided after the center forward position, one-to-man, look for opportunities to pitch to score on the line. Jing Ling replace the A team's pitcher far considered, the relative strength is also good, but because Injured competition, can not function properly, only seven to lose many points.

Several other people on the scene Ling do not understand, just before the start of simply asking a bit, he said that could replace A far no problem. So drop the referee, to try to steal from the King Ling.

His body almost all of the data beyond the limits of human existence, is certainly not as ordinary students, for which he controlled a little strength, but even so, in the blessing height advantage, when he jumped lightly relaxed when grab the loose ball, while his opponent to react off.

Start is overwhelming victory. And the next time a person has become almost the entire scene Ling show, on average less than two minutes to score a goal, and all three-pointers, not a mistake. Within a short period of ten minutes before the score was tied not only between the two sides, second class and even the go-ahead 7 points.

Cheers and screams intertwined, resounded through the empty basketball court.

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