100 Ways to Get the Male God

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"I just saw him downstairs over there, as if waiting for someone..."

"Who are you waiting for?"

"I do not know……"

The girls whispered.

Not only the girls who had been attracted by the boy before, but also many girls who passed by the playground stopped in amazement.

It was still a weekend, many students were not at school, and the playground was not crowded, but the basketball court at the moment was still surrounded by water.

The girls stretched their necks and looked around.

The teenagers in the field didn't seem to pay attention to them, just glanced at the basketball in his hand, and then patted it on the ground lightly. Following Gao Ming's previous movements, he leaned down slightly and patted the ball casually.

"God, my heart was shot by the god of love..."

The girls onlookers couldn't help but let out a slight uproar. Everyone stared blankly at the slender young man in the field, clapping the ball with a fair hand, and the young man raised his eyes and stared at the basket behind Gao Ming, squinting his eyes.

The girls off the court thought they were too handsome to describe, but as a basketball veteran, Gao Ming felt that the opponent's movements were not particularly professional, and they just shot the ball at will, but did not follow the standard basketball skills.

He calmed down a little, and raised the corners of his lips.

Jun Che patted a few times, then took a few steps forward with the ball. Only Gao Ming was guarding nervously on the opposite side, but he looked very careless.

Mao Tong glanced at the boy on the opposite side, the boy took a few steps forward, and then raised his hand easily, the ball in his hand immediately passed Gao Ming's head in a beautiful arc, and easily threw it into the basket.

Jun Che frowned slightly.

There was no expression on his face, and the girls outside the venue had long been boiling.

The young man raised his eyes and pitched the ball too seductively, his cat pupils blinked slightly, and he seemed to be looking at Gao Ming ignorantly.

In front of this young man, the school grass, who used to be too handsome, was easily turned into a scum.

Gao Ming's face was ashen, he picked up the ball and walked over, and said with a cold face: "It's not shooting! Who can't shoot directly? You have to dribble the ball and then take a close shot!"

He said, gritted his teeth and glanced at the girls who were faintly boiling outside the court, deliberately slapped the ball around the teenager, and only jumped handsomely when he got under the opponent's basket.

The boy jumped up and put the ball into the basket. As the basketball landed, he also landed on the ground. He stared at the teenager behind him, and said impatiently, "Understand?"

This attitude made the onlookers displeased.

Mainly, Jin's boy was as beautiful as a little angel, and he spoke coldly to his face, which made people feel guilty. The girls looked at Gao Ming disapprovingly and whispered to each other.

"Does he understand basketball?"

"But the shot was very accurate just now..."

"Gao Ming is so funny. I want to compete with others, but they don't know how to play basketball..."

"Yeah, he still has such a bad attitude..."

"Did they have any holiday? Why does Gao Ming want to compete with others in basketball?"

"do not know……"

...

Among the many whispers, Gao Ming caught a sentence or two, and his face could not help but become more ugly, and he gritted his teeth and stared at the delicate and fair face of the opposite person.

Isn't it just a face?

These people are simply incredible!

He couldn't help but grit his teeth and threw the ball to the teenager again, but the opponent still took it easily.

Jun Che raised his eyes with a thoughtful look, thinking about the boy's actions just now, then raised his eyes.

He leaned over and continued to casually pat the ball a few times, squinting a pair of delicate vertical pupils.