The national prince charming took first place again Chapter 431

Chapter 431: Chapter 431: “Even such a handsome move is against the rules. ”

Author: Filthy MACHINE TRANSLATION

At this moment, Mu Aonan rushed forward, wanting to show off his handsomeness. He jumped up high and threw the basketball towards the opposite basket.

He had already imagined how handsome he would be if he scored this goal. All the girls in the stadium would scream for him.

However… 2

A figure suddenly appeared in front of him. A person blocked his ball. 2

That figure quickly carried the ball and ran outside their three-point line. With a leap, the ball perfectly shot into the opposite basket.

Everyone was stunned. That person was actually Mu Chen. 2

“Yeah! I scored! A three-point ball!” Mu Chen flipped his hair and coolly glanced at the girls in the audience. 2

How was it? He was a dunk expert!

Ji! 2

The referee whistled. He was a little speechless and rolled his eyes at him. “Carrying the ball to run is against the rules.” 2

“…” Mu Chen was instantly petrified. The action of flipping his hair froze. 2

The referee said, “Student Mu Chen has fouled. This is a warning. If he fouls again, he will be sent off the court. The game will continue!” 2

Mu Chen pursed his red lips. He could foul with such a handsome move? 2

Lu Yilie looked at the time. There were only three minutes left, and there were still thirteen points between them and Cla.s.s A 2.

He glanced at Ling Jue, who had a faint smile on her face. For some reason, he looked at him with great confidence.

Mu Chen pursed his lips and muttered, “This referee must be fake…” 2

At that moment, Ling Jue s.n.a.t.c.hed the ball from the opposite side and gave Mu Aonan a contemptuous smile. “I’ll give you one last second to be happy.” 2

As soon as she finished speaking, she threw the ball into the opposite basket with a backhand.

The audience was stunned. Their emotions today changed according to Ling Jue’s actions.

They cheered for Cla.s.s A 2 from the beginning, thinking that Cla.s.s A 2 would win for sure. 2

Who knew that Ling Jue from Cla.s.s A 1 would show off once he got on the field. That move was obviously not an ordinary small move, but a G.o.d-level move. 2

After that, Lu Yilie made everyone speechless.

Another Mu Chen appeared to make a joke. His move was indeed handsome, but running with the ball was very comical.

And now… 2

In the last two minutes, Ling Jue did not even look at the backboard. She directly threw the ball into the basket with a backhand.

That move… It was simply too handsome! 2

What followed was almost Ling Jue’s personal show. As long as the ball was in her hands, she could throw it under her own backboard. 2

Qi Ye had recorded this scene ever since Ling Jue went on stage and sent it to his boss.

He could actually see that Ling Jue was treating Lu Yilie like he was teaching his own child. 2

It was just like how his master taught Lu Yilie a lesson.

Seeing the little prince become energetic and confident in shooting and s.n.a.t.c.hing the ball on the field, he suddenly felt a little gratified.

If Ling Jue was really with his master, then he would really be Lu Yilie’s aunt.

Qi Ye rubbed his chin and his eyes moved. He did not know what his master would say about Ling Jue’s actions.

When he raised his head, he saw that the score was only two points away.

He suddenly understood Ling Jue’s action of going easy on them just now. This kid really wanted to infuriate his opponent to death. 2

There were only five seconds left. The other side blocked the ball very tightly this time.

They were just waiting for Ling Jue to throw the ball over, then they would block the ball.

However, in the last two seconds, Ling Jue threw the ball very high, almost to the top of the basketball court.

Mu Aonan’s eyeb.a.l.l.s almost fell out. F*ck, who could block it? There was someone who could fly so high? 2

And! 2

Was Ling Jue’s action human? Who could be so powerful?! 2

Everyone in the audience was looking at the basketball. If it was scored, then Cla.s.s A 1 would win. If it was not scored… 2