In the first half of the match, Lu Zhen deliberately opposed Shen Kuo, but did not pass it to him when he got the ball. The boys in the team had a good relationship with Lu Zhen, so they didn't add Shen Kuo.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that they are isolating Shen Kuo.
Shen Kuo gradually stopped and stood by to watch their performance.
He has always had a bad reputation in school, so he has gotten used to it.
Lu Yan looked at her dad's apparently bad behavior, so angry that she really wanted to rush to beat him up.
In the first half, because the No. 1 Middle School invited professional basketball players to come over to lead the team, the difference in strength between the two sides was originally great. As a result, Lu Zhen was still breaking up internally, so the score was quickly pulled farther.
The foreign basketball player's name is He Wuren. He is a few years older than them. At first glance, he is not a fuel-efficient lamp. He knows a lot of small tricks on the court. When he blocked Lu Zhen, he secretly rubbed his life force.
How could Lu Zhen bear this violent temper. He shouted at the referee several times, saying that he was hitting someone, but the referee didn't see it, so he had to stop.
He Wuren raised his jaw and looked at Lu Zhen with a sneer: "Children, don't fight if you can't afford to lose."
"Who the **** can't afford to lose, is doing things behind the scenes!"
"Oh, look at this kind of grievance, you are almost crying, go back to your mother, don't be embarrassed here."
"you..."
Liang Ting stepped forward to support Lu Zhen's arm and said, "Don't be impulsive, he acts in secret. If you do it on the open, don't think about it in the second half."
Lu Zhen broke away from Liang Ting and looked at He Wuren angrily. His nostrils were smoked with anger, and his handsome face was extremely red at the moment.
Lu Yan looked at her father like this, and she sighed. At this time, Lu Zhen was really a young man who didn't know the feeling of sadness.
Can't wait a few years. After he really comes into contact with society, he has been fooled, deceived, conspired, and sinister than he has now.
The score in the first half was ugly, 26:12.
During the intermission, Lu Zhen squatted on the edge of the basketball hoop.
Lu Yan walked to him and squatted with him.
"Girl, I'm so angry." He said dullly.
Lu Yan patted him on the shoulder and seriously suggested: "Dad, pass the ball to Shen Kuo."
"Don't even think about it." Lu Zhen rubbed his nose: "It's never possible."
Lu Yan pushed him, and Lu Zhen's weight was unstable and almost fell, and he made Lu Yan come back under his collar, and said cruelly: "Your face is more important than the competition. In the finals, it's for your own personal sake." Gratitude, give up taking first place!"
Lu Zhen looked at the little girl in front of him in amazement. He hadn't seen why she had been so real.
"But..."
He just couldn't bear this tone!
"It was his fault that the foreign player made small moves, but if your personal grievances affected the result of the game and you didn't get the first place, it was your fault."
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