Chapter 27 Conflict with Ziang, Court Battle
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It dead on just hit Jiang Fuyue’s schoolbag, leaving a black mark.
“Hey—throw the ball over here!”
“F*cking—” Jiang Han put the pen down, her little universe burst into flames, rolled up her sleeves and rushed forward.
“What’s the hurry?” Jiang Fuyue said coldly, “The ball is here, it’s them who should be worried.”
Jiang Han frowned and stepped back.
Sure enough, there was no response after a few shouts from over there, and they started to get anxious –
“Brother Ang, I’ll go take a look.”
Zhong Ziang put down the water bottle: “Let’s go together.”
The ping-pong table was next to the basketball court. Zhong Ziang walked over, tall and big. At first glance, it was quite imposing.
Ge Meng swallowed, pulled Liu Sisi together, and subconsciously stood behind Jiang Han.
Jiang Han spontaneously stood behind Jiang Fuyue.
She didn’t know why, but when her thoughts reacted, the action was completed.
“Classmate, this ball is ours.” Zhong Ziang opened his mouth with a smile and pointed to Jiang Fuyue’s hand.
He knew this girl, the one that Yici wanted to chase, he just ran into her at the end of the gym class in the afternoon.
At that time, they were far apart, and he only looked at her for a while, but now that he got closer to see her, she was very beautiful.
Her skin was the whitest among the girls he had ever seen, and the cyan blood vessels could still be seen on her chin. Her peach blossom eyes were dipped in cold light, and her pupils were dark and bright.
Standing in front of him, she was not short, at least one meter seventy.
Even in a loose school uniform, the slender lines of her legs can still be seen.
The young prince of the Zhong family had seen countless celebrities and beauties in the capital, but few of them were as good as this.
It’s no wonder that Yici’s dog licking was so hard…
When Zhong Ziang was looking at Jiang Fuyue, Jiang Fuyue was also looking at him calmly.
But with just one glance, she looked away.
This person had the playfulness that she was used to in her previous life, no matter his expression or demeanor, he beared the imprint of those within that circle.
And the status was not low.
Unexpectedly, a small Linhuai was actually hiding a dragon and a crouching tiger.
However, Jiang Fuyue didn’t feel much.
Thinking back to when she was playing around in Kyoto, this kid probably hasn’t been born yet-
“You said the ball is yours, that’s right, apologize.”
“Apologize?!” Before Zhong Ziang could speak, another boy behind him exploded.
Jiang Han jumped out and pointed at Jiang Fuyue’s schoolbag: “Shouldn’t you apologize for what you smashed?”
“Yo, it’s you, Jiang Han.” These boys, including Zhong Ziang, were from class seven, Jiang Han too.
“Everyone is in the same class, you can’t turn your elbows out.”
The seventh class boys didn’t have any bad feelings towards Jiang Han, at most they teased her fat body behind her back.
Jiang Han rolled her eyes, “I was almost hit too, okay? Whoever threw it, come out and apologize, then it’s over.”
The boy’s vain gaze glanced at Zhong Ziang from time to time, but no one spoke.
The shot just now was the one he missed and shot with too much force.
But among the second-generation rich kids in Class Seven, who was not a man with experience?
They have long known from their parents that Zhong Ziang had an extraordinary origin, and it was already too late to hold him, so how could they expose him as if they were blind?
Zhong Ziang was obviously also used to this kind of treatment that he was offered wherever he went.
He wanted to see how this woman would step down the stage when no one stood up.
At this moment, Jiang Fuyue, who had been silent all the time, suddenly raised her eyes, and her stern gaze fell on Zhong Ziang’s face: “I saw it, you threw the ball.”
“Oh?” Zhong Ziang smiled, “Is there any evidence??”
Jiang Fuyue was too lazy to respond to such a rebellious teenager, and went straight to the topic, “Apologize.”
Tsk!
Zhong Ziang pressed his tongue against his cheeks, and a loud “bang” popped out. He tilted his head, and his fine forehead hair covered half of his eyebrows. Those beautiful eyes suddenly gave birth to an evil gaze, which was complemented by the lazy smile at the corner of his mouth, a handsome ruffian.
“Classmate, it’s better to think clearly about some things before saying them.” It was not a reminder, but a warning.
Seeing his arrogant appearance, Jiang Han recalled the various rumors about this classmate Zhong in her class, her eyes flickered slightly, and her heart was already vaguely afraid.
Ge Meng and Liu Sisi were even more useless, where have they seen such a battle?
The handsome young man stood in front of her in a dignified manner, and he looked very nasty at first sight. Who wouldn’t be terrified?
There were still some.
For example, Jiang Fuyue.
Looking coldly at him pretending to be handsome, and giving warnings, there was no turbulence in her heart.
“Have you seen “Balala Little Magic Fairy”?” she asked.
Zhong Ziang: “?”
“The one you just did was like the routine chanting of a mantra when the magic fairy transforms, then adding a series of fancy movements, isn’t it just trying to magnify it directly? So young, but trying to engage in this kind of thing, you look okay but too stupid. If you were my son, you would have been beaten long ago, an embarrassment to look at.”
This was the first time Jiang Han heard Jiang Fuyue say so much in one breath. She thought she was not good at words, but never thought it could be this lethal.
As soon as the firepower was turned on, the boy surnamed Zhong was directly smashed into scum.
Zhong Ziang froze in place, and when he reacted, his anger suddenly erupted: “F*ck you—”
“Keep your mouth clean.” Jiang Fuyue’s eyes turned cold, and she slammed the basketball into his chest, bang!
Zhong Ziang almost bled internally.
And she had already used the strength of the rebound to take the ball back into her hands. She looked down at Zhong Ziang, whose cheeks were flushed and body half-bowed due to the cough.
“Okay,” the young man stood up straight, and sneered with the corner of his mouth, “I see now, I met an expert.”
Jiang Fuyue’s hand just now was not weak, and the angle was tricky. A person with a discerning eye can tell she played basketball.
Zhong Ziang: “Want to compete?”
Jiang Fuyue’s expression was indifferent: “I’m not interested.”
“Interested in making a bet?”
Jiang Fuyue raised her eyebrows.
Zhong Ziang: “If I lose, I apologize to you; if you lose, call me Dad three times.”
Jiang Fuyue: “Add one more, if you lose, you not only apologize, but also get punched by me.”
“Deal.”
Three minutes later, the basketball court.
Jiang Fuyue and Zhong Ziang stood in the middle, looking at each other, ready to go.
Next to her stood Jiang Han and three people, and directly opposite was Zhong Ziang’s gang of friends.
“Sister Han,” Ge Meng approached, “Is this… can it be done?”
Not to mention other things, Jiang Fuyue lost a lot just by looking at the physique, and the basket was so high…
Liu Sisi: “I think a man’s jumping power is better than a women’s, they have a natural advantage in basketball.”
Jiang Han: “Don’t be noisy – let’s start!”
The moment the ball was thrown, Jiang Fuyue and Zhong Ziang took off at the same time. When he reached the ball first and wanted to control it, Jiang Fuyue suddenly slapped it.
Zhong Ziang didn’t panic, didn’t even dodge, and planned to hit it hard. If it went well, he would be able to push Jiang Fuyue on the ground, the ones where they can’t stand up.
Unfortunately, he underestimated Jiang Fuyue’s strength.
It was not a miscalculation, because he had already noticed that the other party’s strength was not small, but he didn’t pay attention to it.
How strong can a girl be?
But this woman was not a human being, and during their head-on moment, Jiang Fuyue’s sudden burst of power made his arm numb.
The basketball dropped, Zhong Ziang went to chase, but he was half a step late, and the ball landed into her hands.
Jiang Fuyue retreated two meters away, dribbled the ball, smashing it on the plastic court and making a dull thud.
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