I was set up by the schoolmaster - Chapter 233

When Zhuo Yan was scolded by Liang ran, she had thought about the picture of being wronged.

She was completely surprised when she suddenly changed the picture of another version.

Ma Youke, “be careful next time.”

Liang ran raised his red and swollen eyes and gave a sad “um”.

Her eyes just fell on the score board opposite, (2) there was a big 4 under the score of class, (8) there was a big 0 under class.

Looking at that 0 word, I don’t know how burning my eyes are.

She was so angry that her lips trembled slightly. It was not Zhuo Yan. These four points should be from class (8). She didn’t know how much she hated Zhuo Yan.

I wish I could pluck her skin and tear her bones apart.

Leng Bingling, standing next to her, lowered her eyelids and glanced at Liang Ran’s fickle face. She guessed that Liang ran could not eat rice by stealing chickens.

She raised her eyelids and looked at the dark head on the bleachers. The corners of her lips bent in an arc.

There should be about 400 people watching the game in the stands.

She has not wronged Zhuo Yan. She should worry that the students in the stands will see the real situation.

Suddenly, a boy came to Leng Bingling, took a bottle of water and stretched it out in front of Leng Bingling. “Bingbing, have a drink and replenish water.”

Leng Bingling looked slightly sideways along the direction of her voice. A tall boy with beautiful eyebrows stood beside her.

She slightly lowered her eyelids and looked at the beverage he handed over, the pulse of lime taste. Instead of reaching out to pick it up, she inserted her hands into her trouser pocket, lazily raised her eyelids slightly, looked at the boy, and lost two words, “not thirsty.”

Then he turned and walked towards the court.

Zhang Nuan chased after her and whispered, “Bingbing, that boy was Guo Meng who sent you the plane this morning.”

Leng Bingling stopped, her hands still inserted in her trouser pockets, casually said “Oh”, paused, and said, “Guo Meng, very cute.”

Zhang Nuan looked at her and said, “don’t you think he looks good?”

Leng Bingling pulled out the corners of her mouth, raised her eyelids, looked at the whistle sounded by Miss Ma who had just entered the playground, and smiled, “the game has begun.”

Miao Hui walked into the court and looked at the score board. Class (2) scored two goals in a row and class (8) still scored 0 points.

Liang Ran is a girl who plays basketball better in her class. Not long after the beginning, Liang ran was injured and worried about everyone’s depression. She shouted, “come on, the students of our class (8) cheer themselves on.”

The five girls immediately formed a circle and held them together. The five right palms were superimposed together and shouted: “(8) class, come on.”

The onlookers outside the stadium shouted, “Bingbing, come on…”

“(8) shift refueling.”

……

Everyone back, Miao Hui, “now it’s just the beginning. Although class (2) is 4 points ahead of us, we’ll play well next. Maybe we’ll get unexpected results.”

Luo Lin pulled a corner of his mouth and said with a smile, “class Miao Hui (2) wins basketball every yea