After Rebirth, I Am the White Moonlight of All Big Brothers

  Chapter 27 On the bar, Ziang, the court hegemony

  I'm so dead, I just hit Jiang Fuyue's schoolbag, leaving a black mark.

   "Hey—throw the ball!"

   "My fucking—" Jiang Han put the pen down, and the small universe burst into flames. He rolled up his sleeves and rushed forward.

   "What's the rush?" Jiang Fuyue said coldly, "The ball is here, it is them who should be rushed."

  Jiang Han moved his eyebrows and backed away.

  Sure enough, there was no response after shouting a few times, and I started to be anxious—

   "Ang Ge, I will go over and take a look."

  Zhong Ziang put down the water bottle: "Together."

  The ping-pong table is next to the basketball court. As soon as Zhong Ziang walked over, he was tall and magnificent, and at first glance he was quite imposing.

   Ge Meng swallowed, pulling Liu Sisi together, and subconsciously standing behind Jiang Han.

   and Jiang Han spontaneously stood behind Jiang Fuyue.

  She didn't know why, and when her thoughts reacted, the action was completed.

   "Classmate, this ball is ours." Zhong Ziang smiled and said, pointing to Jiang Fuyue's hand.

  He knows this girl, the one Yi Ci wanted to chase, and she just ran into it at the end of the afternoon physical education class.

  At that time, it was far away, and I only looked at it roughly, but now I’m close to it, let alone, blame it for the good-looking.

  The skin is the whitest among the girls he has ever seen. The chin can still see the blue blood vessels, the peach eyes are stained with cold light, and the pupils are dark and bright.

  Standing in front of him, he was not short, even less than one meter seven.

  Even if you are wearing loose school uniforms, you can still see slender lines on a pair of legs.

  Rao is countless celebrities and beauties that the young prince of the Zhong family has met in Beijing circles, and there are few such tops.

  It’s no wonder that Yi Ci can lick harder than a cub...

When Zhong Ziang looked at Jiang Fuyue, Jiang Fuyue also looked at him calmly.

  But after just one glance, he looked away.

  This person has the slinky air she was used to in her previous life. No matter her expression, demeanor or behavior, she carries the mark of that circle.

  And the status is not low.

  Unexpectedly, the little one in Linhuai would actually hide the dragon and the tiger.

   However, Jiang Fuyue is worth it.

  Thinking that when she was playing in Kyoto, this kid probably hadn’t reincarnated yet—

   "You said the ball is yours, that's right, apologize."

   "Apologize?!" Before Zhong Ziang spoke, another boy behind him exploded.

  Jiang Han jumped out and pointed to Jiang Fuyue’s schoolbag: “You guys smashed it, shouldn’t you apologize?”

   "Oh, it's you, Jiang Han." These boys, including Zhong Ziang, are in Class 7, and so is Jiang Han.

   "Everyone in the same class, you can't turn your elbow out."

  The boys in Class 7 don't feel bad about Jiang Han, so they can at most secretly tease about her plump body.

  Jiang Han rolled his eyes, "I was almost hit too, okay? Who of you smashed it, stand up and apologize, it's all over."

  The boy's vain eyes passed Zhong Ziang from time to time, but no one spoke.

  Just now, he missed the shot and bounced out too hard.

  The rich second generation of Keqiban, who is not a human being?

  I knew from his parents that Zhong Ziang had an extraordinary background, and it was too late to hold him. Who would shake him out without having eyes?

  Zhong Ziang is obviously also used to this kind of favor of heaven, and he is treated wherever he goes.

  He wanted to see, no one stood up, how did this woman step down.

  At this moment, Jiang Fuyue, who had been silent all the time, suddenly raised her eyes, her dignified gaze fell on Zhong Ziang’s face: "I saw it. You shot the ball."

   "Oh?" Zhong Ziang smiled, "Is there any evidence?"

  Jiang Fuyue was too lazy to take the stubbornness of this rebellious teenager, and went straight to the subject, "Apologize."

  啧!

Zhong Ziang's tongue pressed against his cheeks, and a loud "bang" popped out, his head tilted, and his forehead covered half of his eyebrows. Those beautiful eyes suddenly gave birth to an evil, with a lazy smile at the corners of his mouth. , Handsome and ruffian.

   "Students, it is better to think clearly about some things." It's not like a reminder, but a warning.

  Jiang Han looked at his arrogant appearance, and remembered all kinds of rumors about this classmate Zhong in the class, his eyes flickered, and his heart was already faint.

  Ge Meng and Liu Sisi are even more useless, where have they seen this kind of battle?

  The handsome young man stood in front of him in a magnificent manner, and he looked very uncomfortable at first glance. Who wouldn't persuade him?

There are still   .

  For example, Jiang Fuyue.

   Watching him pretend to be handsome and pretending to be X with cold eyes, and warned, there is no wave in his heart.

  "Have you seen "Balaara Little Demon Fairy"?" she asked.

  Zhong Ziang: "?"

"The set of you just now is like chanting a magic fairy routinely when transforming into a magic fairy, coupled with a series of fancy moves, is it not fragrant to directly magnify it? Excessive sand sculpture. If you were my son, it would have been a shame."

  Jiang Han heard Jiang Fuyue say so much in one breath for the first time. He originally thought she was not good at words, but never thought it was too lethal.

  This does not turn on the firepower, directly blasting the surname Zhong into scum.

  Zhong Ziang stunned in place, waiting for the reaction, he became annoyed: "You fucking—"

   "Keep your mouth clean." Jiang Fuyue's eyes were cold, and the basketball in her hand slammed into his chest, bang!

  Zhong Ziang almost bleeds internally.

   And she has already taken the ball back into her hand with the strength of her rebound, condescendingly looking at Zhong Ziang, whose cheeks are red from choking and whose body is half bowed.

   "Okay," the boy stood up straight, sneered at the corner of his mouth, "I hit my eyes, and I met an expert."

   Just now Jiang Fuyuelu's hand, the strength is not weak, the angle is tricky, and a discerning person can play basketball at first glance.

  Zhong Ziang: "Bibi?"

  Jiang Fuyue looked coldly: "Not interested."

   "I'm always interested in a bet, right?"

  Jiang Fuyue raised her eyebrows.

  Zhong Ziang: "I lost, I apologize to you; if you lose, call me three times father."

  Jiang Fuyue: "Add one, you lose, not only apologize, but also let me punch."

"make a deal."

  Three minutes later, the basketball court.

  Jiang Fuyue and Zhong Ziang stood in the middle, their eyes facing each other, ready to go.

Next to    stood Jiang Han and three of them, and Zhong Ziang’s group of Hupengou friends was directly opposite.

   "Sister Han," Ge Meng leaned over, "Can this... work?"

  Don’t talk about other things, Jiang Fuyue lost a lot by looking at her body, and the rebound was so high...

   Liu Sisi: "I look at Xuan. Men's jumping ability is inherently better than women's, and playing basketball has a natural advantage."

  Jiang Han: "Don't make a noise-it's starting!"

  The moment the ball was thrown, Jiang Fuyue and Zhong Ziang took off at the same time. Not surprisingly, the latter reached the ball first. When he wanted to control it, Jiang Fuyue suddenly shot it.

  Zhong Ziang didn't panic, didn't even hide, he planned to fight hard, compare his strength, if it went well, this one would be able to push Jiang Fuyue to the ground and rub, and he couldn't afford to fall.

  Unfortunately, he miscalculated Jiang Fuyue's strength.

   is not a miscalculation, because he has already noticed that the other party is not weak when he hit the chest before, but he just didn't put it in his eyes.

  Just imagine, how strong can a girl be?

  But this woman is not a human being. The moment Jiang Fuyue was facing her, the sudden burst of power shook his arm numb.

  Basketball let go, Zhong Ziang pulled out his legs to chase it, but Jiang Fuyue was half a beat late, and the ball fell into her hands.

  Jiang Fuyue retreated to two meters away, patted the ball one after another, hitting the plastic field with a dull bang.

  　High energy ahead, the introduction plot is coming!

  　　月 Jie: Called Dad? Oh, it doesn't exist.

  　　 many years later.

  　　 Zhong Ziang: Aunt~

  (End of this chapter)