What good does it do you if I make my debut?

The second quarter was very difficult for Jing Xiaojing's team.

Both Jing Xiaojing and Jing Xue were strictly guarded, and Jing Xiaojing also guarded against Zhu Bingchen, not giving him a chance to make trouble.

But it's the same for Dong Leli's team.

From offense to defense, only Dong Leli is relatively free on the field.

The second quarter was a stalemate between the two teams, but without the point guard and the main output, Jing Xiaojing suffered even more.

So the opponent's score gradually caught up.

By the No. 11 minute of the second quarter, the score on the field was 31:30, and Dong Leli's team had a 1-point advantage.

But the advantage of 1 point is too weak. As long as the defense is broken, the opponent may overtake at any time.

However, the dramatic thing is that in the last 30 seconds, the ball came to Jing Xiaojing's hands again.

Immediately, Zhu Bingchen and Zhou Zuo surrounded Jing Xiaojing even more tightly.

Zhou Zuo grinned: "Come on! Give the ball to Dad if you have the ability!"

The time on the court entered the countdown, and the cheers outside the court became louder and louder.

"Jingshen, break through!"

"Brother Jing, throw a ball yourself!"

"You're out of your mind. Fu Ye may not be able to hit the shot from such a far away position."

Jing Xiaojing looked around, the position was a bit awkward.

The midfielder is close to the opponent's position. If it is Fu Ye, he may fight for a super long three-pointer if he fights hard.

The perfect bike-to-motorcycle.

It's not that Jing Xiaojing can't beat the motorcycle. On the contrary, he used the data of various muscles and bones of Fu Ye's body when Fu Ye hit the first ultra-long three-pointer.

But at such a far position... On the one hand, it is not necessarily safe to use programs to strengthen the body's functions, and on the other hand, Zhu Bingchen in the rear is watching the tiger for a long time.

Jing Xiaojing didn't really care whether he lost or won the game, as long as no one had any accidents.

So Jing Xiaojing became a Buddha again.

He was just about to give the little cutie Zhou Zuo another ball, when Jing Xue broke through Li Youxi's defense and appeared from Jing Xiaojing's side.

Jing Xiaojing only heard a soft voice like warm wind saying: "Give it to me."

The ball in his hand went with the gust of wind.

His speed is also like the wind, and once he breaks through, he is unstoppable.

Under the restricted area, Dong Leli stopped him.He stood on tiptoe, made an explosive bounce, raised his wrist, and the ball walked out of an extremely beautiful parabola and fell into the frame.

Countdown No. 20 seconds, 31:32, overtake.

Zhou Zuo: "Fuck blah blah blah blah blah!"

Zhu Bingchen became angry: "Fuck you! Li Youxi, Su Yuanzheng, didn't the two of you stop it?!"

Li Youxi remained silent, thinking he was incompetent.

Su Yuanzheng: "He is too fast, I don't know what just happened?!"

Jing Xue squinted her long and narrow eyes, mocking: "Invincible, fearless."

Tang Pei is crazy: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

In the last 20 seconds, Zhu Bingchen called a timeout.

Jing Xue walked past Jing Xiaojing, smiling like a big dog asking for credit: "Am I good?"

"It's amazing, it's killing you." Jing Xiaojing heard the exclamation of the surrounding trainees and the screams of fans.

"I haven't moved for a long time, it could have been even stronger." Jing Xue stretched out her hand and ruffled Jing Xiaojing's hair.

Jing Xiaojing knocked off his hand: "There is no such powerful artificial intelligence as you." Jing Xiaojing looked outside the north gate again, "Be careful on hot searches."

Vaguely, it seemed that the fans near the north gate were shouting louder.

"It's okay, hot searches can be withdrawn." He sweated profusely, and the feeling that the T-shirt was sticking to his body was bad, but he had never felt so full like this before.

Jing Xiaojing pursed his lips: "Is the hot search started by your family? If you want to withdraw it, you can withdraw it?"

He smiled dotingly and nodded: "Well, my family opened it. I took the shares."

Jing Xiaojing didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "You're crazy, you..."

As soon as he said a word, Jing Xue's index finger landed on his lips lightly.

"Hush—" Jing Xue winked at him cunningly, "Don't tell, don't ask."

Jing Xiaojing grabbed his finger.

Different from You Xueqing's cold temperature, it is obviously a high-tech product, but it has the temperature of an ordinary person.

"Okay, don't talk, don't ask." Jing Xiaojing let go, "Then I will rely on you to win this game, Axue."

He deliberately bites the word "dependence" very strongly.

"Didn't you say that I'm welcome to rely on you at any time? Want to renege?" You Xueqing's pleasant voice was bewitching, "I know you are also very powerful, but they can't stop you at all. Why don't you try?"

Lin Dandan captured this scene far away from the field.

The starlight in the sky was scattered, blending with the bright lights of the stadium, and the shadows of the two people overlapped together, "Ahhhhhhhh!!!"

Lin Dandan was so excited that he ran three laps around the base, faster than following Jing Xiaojing's morning run.

There are only 20 seconds left in the stalemate second quarter.

Dong Leli's team completely gave up their defense, and all members were attacking frantically.

Zhu Bingchen grabbed the kick-off by virtue of his height advantage and passed it to Zhou Zuo.

Zhou Zuo seemed to be on drugs, dribbling the ball all the way to the opponent's penalty area, and then was cut off by Jing Xue.

Then the same script was played out under the penalty area of ​​Dong Leli's team.

Count down to seven seconds.

Just when everyone thought that the last ball would be Jing Xue's goal, Jing Xue flicked her wrist and passed the ball to Jing Xiaojing in the best position for shooting.

He shouted at Jing Xiaojing: "Try!"

Jing Xiaojing didn't expect that he was serious, and shouted back: "Try it!"

The onlookers were all in an uproar.

"What kind of coquettish operation is this?"

"This artificial intelligence is short-circuited again??"

"Can Brother Jing score? I haven't seen him shoot after two quarters."

"Jing Xiaojing's position is not good! Just rely on Zhu Bingchen to catch up!"

Jing Xiaojing's position is indeed not very good, the angle from the backboard is a bit steep, but it's not too tricky.

He was just about to take off when Zhou Zuo appeared out of nowhere and stood in front of him.

"Father won't let you succeed!" Zhou Zuo's eyes were red as he was about to explode.

"What's the advantage of being my father, I can't honor my ancestors." Jing Xiaojing used codes to strengthen his jumping ability while teasing. To be on the safe side, he also strengthened the tightening of the muscles of the trunk.

The two took off almost at the same time, but after leaving the ground, the difference in jumping ability made the two of them immediately see the difference.

Obviously Zhou Zuo was half a head taller than Jing Xiaojing.

Tang Pei was startled, and applauded on the spot: "Is Brother Jing so good at jumping? I thought he could only pass the ball!"

Wei Shao is no stranger to it: "Talented players are incomparable."

After jumping to the highest point in the air and completely breaking away from Zhou Zuo's obstruction, Jing Xiaojing flipped his wrist.

The basketball parabola is drawn out with the countdown, and you don't need to look to know that this perfect arc must be entered.

Even if the goal is not scored, Dong Leli's comeback must have failed.

Everyone has no suspense.

"Xiaojing! Watch out!"

I don't know who yelled, and everyone's eyes shifted from the basketball still flying in the air to Jing Xiaojing.

Only then did he realize that Zhu Bingchen was jumping behind Jing Xiaojing the moment he threw the basketball.

When a person takes off, he is like a bow full of strength, but when he lands from the air, he is in the most powerless and defenseless state.

Zhu Bingchen seized the time difference.

In view of Jing Xiaojing's loss of power and his own power accumulation, he deliberately aimed at Jing Xiaojing's shoulder.

The suppression of height means the gap in physical strength.

With this collision, Zhu Bingchen was very confident that he could hit Jing Xiaojing and dislocate his shoulder.

Even if someone thinks something is wrong afterwards, he can completely explain his evasion by saying "the save was late".

He knew it when he took off, and no one would find the problem.

The timing was just right and it looked like a late save.

"Ah! --- Be careful!" The trainee outside the field knew that he was about to witness a tragedy.

Tomorrow is the second grade evaluation, and it is also the C position selection for the theme song shooting.

If Jing Xiaojing is injured and cannot participate...

Take off, shoot, hit, land.

Just something that happens in seconds.

Before the people on the sidelines had time to think deeply, they discovered that it was not Jing Xiaojing who was knocked to the ground, but Zhu Bingchen.

Zhu Bingchen didn't know what happened, he only knew that when he bumped into Jing Xiaojing, it was as if he hit an iron wall.

And I am just an overpowering egg that hits a stone with an egg.

Unfortunately, Zhu Bingchen fell on his back.In order to protect his lower back from injury, he used his wrists and arms as cushions.

He only felt a great pain coming from the wrist of his left hand, and when he turned his head, he saw that there was a very high swelling.

Must be a sprained wrist.

According to this injury, I won't be able to move my wrist tomorrow.

But there is no worst in this world, only worse.

Except for his wrist, Zhu Bingchen felt as if his shoulder had been removed by someone, and the pain made him unable to help shouting: "Ah——"

His cry of pain was accompanied by the whistle.

Jing Xiaojing's last shot went into the basket at the buzzer, and bounced "boom" on the ground, getting lower and lower.

Dong Leli rushed forward: "Zhu Bingchen! Where did you get hurt?!" Then he raised his head and questioned Jing Xiaojing, "What did you do to him?!"

There was a filming accident, and the scene manager hurriedly asked the logistics team to call the resident doctor in the base.

In order to prevent fans from gossiping on social software, the logistics team also began to go outside the venue and clean up people at Beimen.

Jing Xiaojing sneered: "Everyone is watching, what can I do to him? Don't bite me."

Others also gathered around.

Jing Xiaojing squatted down and checked Zhu Bingchen's injury: "The wrist is only sprained, not broken. The shoulder is dislocated, and it will be fine when the doctor comes. You have to bear it until the doctor comes."

The scene manager asked Jing Xiaojing: "Then can he participate in the recording tomorrow?"

Jing Xiaojing: "The dislocated shoulder is not serious, it should be fine when you come back. There is nothing to do with the sprain, it needs to be taken care of."

Field manager: "Do you know everything about orthopedics?"

Jing Xiaojing: "This is the common sense of first aid!"

The field manager thought, does this mean I have no common sense?

Zhu Bingchen stopped humming and could only endure it.

A man who can't stand the pain is so ugly.

Su Yuanzheng hasn't figured out the situation yet: "How could it be that Zhu Bingchen was knocked down? It's unscientific."

Wei Shaohu was in time: "What do you mean Zhu Bingchen was bumped? Did he hit him himself?"

Li Youxi: "Well, he bumped into it himself."

Zhou Zuo: "I rely on him to throw all the shots and you still want to save the ball? How much do you want to win?"

Dong Leli was in a hurry when he saw his teammate was injured, but now he calmed down a little. He stared at Jing Xiaojing: "Even if he hit him himself, why didn't you get knocked down? It's unreasonable."

Jing Xiaojing pointed at Zhou Zuo: "So you want me to be knocked down by Zhu Bingchen, and get injured along with Zhou Zuo along the way?" He avoided the serious and took the light of the trouble, "It's the best result for him to be injured alone. I was knocked down, and Zhou Zuo and Zhou Zuo probably had to retire hand in hand."

Only then did everyone remember that Zhou Zuo had just landed in front of Jing Xiaojing at the position just now.

If Jing Xiaojing was knocked down, Zhou Zuo would have no time to react.

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