"Does the host continue?" The system's voice became more and more delicate, as if Medusa was blinking.

Fan Xi could not withstand this temptation at all, and there were 7 points left. In theory, he could only draw one more time.

But, don’t worry. For the sake of victory, I’ll give it my best!

No child crying every day.

No one loses every day.

European Emperor, European Emperor, three rounds of king!

lottery!

beep!

The system lottery turns the card... After a long time, a picture card was revealed, a young white European boy.

"Congratulations on the 15-year-old Peternovic shooting experience card, 364 days, and the experience time is 10 minutes."

After a piece of music from the garbage truck, the system continued to say in an encouraging voice: "Although the host looks very embarrassed when he tries to play ball, the posture of the card you get is really handsome."

Fan Xi ignored the voice of the system.

He was just thinking, what was going on?

Peternovic's 15-year-old 364-day shooting experience card, isn't that 16 years old? Need to be so rigorous?

Is 16-year-old Peternovic shooting very accurate?

Fan Xi continued to gather his mind, and he watched the introduction of the card below.

At this time, he had no idea that the live broadcast footage of Virginia TV had moved over and aimed at the bench of Berze High School that was falling into decline. The TV station wanted to see how the high school players under pressure reacted.

When the head coach Uncle Tom saw the camera coming, he changed his previous resignation. He unbuttoned the buttons of his suit and slapped his palms hard.

In an excited and uplifting voice, shouting:

"Children, are you willing to give victory like this?"

"You are the hope of Bezer High School, and you represent the highest level of Virginia High School basketball. How can this difficulty stump you?"

"Listen, we need a hero now, a superhero who stands up and carries Bezer High School forward, and then overturns Hampton High School on the ground!!"

"I believe this superhero will appear soon!"

Uncle Tom roared as he gave a speech, and then he looked at the bench with a burning gaze.

But the second-in-commands on the bench are now all depressed, and no one wants to stand up. Since the second half, they have been beaten to doubt their lives: the young people's passion comes quickly and cools faster. They no longer have the ambitions they had at the beginning. Now they just want Iverson to come back early, so they don't want to be superheroes, and they are also in front of the camera.

The camera was scanning the bench at Bezer High School. Their director liked this passionate picture very much. But now, why didn't he stand up?

Just when the director is considering whether to cut the shot.

suddenly!

A figure jumped up from the bench.

He actually clenched his fist and waved hard towards the sky!

And he also made a 'oh' sound!

Focus on it and it is the No. 10 defender.

He has performed very well today. Could he be the superhero of Bezer High School?

The Virginia TV anchor yelled desperately on the TV. He tried to drive the enthusiasm of the audience in front of the TV.

The picture just now looks very similar to the picture in a youth sports film.

After a long and dull long shot, the protagonist breaks out with an inappropriate momentum.

"Very good, Jack!"

Uncle Tom slapped Fan Xi on the shoulder: "Bazer High School will be proud of you!"
Chapter completed!