MTL - The Squeamish Little Brother of the Actor-Chapter 78 you liar

How can you be so stupid?

This sentence popped into the minds of everyone on the field.

They have never seen someone throw the ball on their head, and they are very unlucky, the lost ball hits their head directly.

The one who rushed over first was Qiu Ci, he was not completely relieved and it was right, Ran Dongling could always have accidents in places he didn't expect.

impact force.

It hurts, really hurts, is there a hole in his head, and it seems to be bleeding.

"Wow, brother Chouci, it hurts so much, I'm going to die." Ran Dongling was in pain and sadness, afraid that his little life would be smashed.

He couldn't kill anyone with this ball, but Qiu Ci was afraid that he would smash his head stupidly.

Everyone recovered when they heard him crying. The director hurried up with the school doctor. The referee and the players also stepped forward to see his injury. A group of people surrounded Ran Dongling.

Ran Donglingwo cried sadly in Qiu Ci's arms, and hummed and said his last words to Qiu Ci, but the school doctor didn't see anything wrong with him, there was no obvious wound on his head, and the lump was also No, it's just a small piece of scalp reddened by the ball.

A small piece is literally, he found it after rummaging through Ran Dongling's thick black hair.

Being watched by so many people, the school doctor did not detect anything, and seemed to be a little inexperienced in medicine, and asked: "This little classmate, where are you feeling?"

"I have a headache." Ran Dongling cried for a while, and felt so tired from crying, and didn't want to cry anymore.

"Is it still painful?" The school doctor's expression became serious, "If it still hurts, it may be a concussion. We should go to the hospital to see it."

Hearing that she was going to the hospital, Ran Dongling was stunned for a moment, then she stood up with Qiu Ci's shoulders, and shook her head at the school doctor with tears on her face.

"Doctor, my head doesn't seem to be hurting anymore. I won't go to the hospital."

Chou Ci is not at ease, the director is not at ease, and the school doctor is not at ease.

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Since he refused to go to the hospital and said he was fine, the three of them asked Ran Dongling to the first row of seats after asking each other's meaning with their eyes.

Ran Dongling sat Lu Lu on the left, the school doctor on the right, and a male classmate who was quick to respond.

Settling down the people, Qiu Ci stuffed a bottle of mineral water in his hand before leaving, and said: "Sit obediently, don't give me fuel, you can drink water when you are thirsty, but you are not allowed to give Others, don't put them on the ground."

Ran Dongling's eyes and nose were red, and she nodded like a rabbit.

The game started, Chen Yao grabbed the ball first, and the two teams started a fierce game.

"One class, one class, extraordinary, won the championship, only me!"

"Listen to the second class! Beat the first class! The squad leader said we won and invited us to go to Longfenglou for tea! The listeners have a share, he will pay!"

The first class wears the blue jersey and the second class wears the red jersey, the two teams are easy to distinguish.

Ran Dongling was frightened by the cheers of her classmates, and there were many voices in the crowd who took the opportunity to shout the names of Qiu Ci and Chen Yao.

He also wanted to cheer Brother Qiu Ci, put on the cat ears and the plush ball in his hand, just about to shout, Lu Lu stopped him, "Xiao Ling , let's just watch it, so many people shouting cheers, you may not be able to hear the words of hatred."

"But we are basketball babies." The job of basketball babies is to cheer for the players.

Lu Lu brought out what Chou Ci just said, "Didn't he let you cheer him on?"

Chou Ci refused to let him cheer, one was afraid of accidents, and the other was afraid of distraction.

"Alright then." Listening to Qiu Ci's words, Ran Dongling quietly cheered him on.

He stared at Qiu Ci, looked at him, his eyes involuntarily moved to Cheng Nuo who was blue Fang.

Cheng Nuo is in charge of the defender. In short, he stops others. He hasn't stopped anyone yet.

When he was about to collide, he made a false move to turn around. Cheng Nuo didn't know what was going on. With a blink of an eye, the man passed him and ran to the front.

He took a deep breath, turned around and followed everyone to the basket of the blue team. Before the ball was scored, it was snatched by Xiu Zhian. Running to the red team's basket, Cheng Nuo took another breath and ran after them.

Running around like this, after ten minutes, he didn't even touch the edge of the ball.

People outside the court watched a man in a blue jersey out of place on the court, others playing basketball, he was running.

"Mr. Cheng, come on."

He has kind students cheering him on.

How to do."

Lan Wanru, who was also watching the game in the first row, couldn't stand it any longer, and urged Cheng Nuo when Cheng Nuo ran in front of her again.

Cheng Nuo was sweating profusely, and he didn't have time to say anything, but after a gesture of ok, in fact, tears in his heart almost filled the West Lake.

Isn’t it just a friendly match?

Isn’t that friendship first and competition second?

Why is everyone playing so seriously?

The friendly match deteriorated because Qiu Ci and Chen Yao were jealous.

For some unknown reason, the two of them went crazy to score goals. In addition to playing hard, they kept showing off their skills. The ball, pass it out as soon as you get it, for fear that you will be robbed by others before you take a few steps.

Chen Yao broke through many obstacles and got a rebound and dunk.

"Chen Yao! Chen Yao!" The crowd burst into cheers.

Qiu Ci jumped up and made a three-pointer.

"Chou Ci! Qi Ci!" The crowd erupted into even greater cheers.

The score is tied.

Intermission, Qiu Ci gasped lightly, walked to Ran Dongling, and took the bottle of mineral water that he had sipped twice.

The school doctor got up and left with discernment, leaving a space next to him for Qiu Ci.

Ran Dongling saw beads of sweat on his forehead, and fanned him with his hands as a fan, with his five fingers open to fan him, Qiu Ci didn't feel the wind at all.

"Brother Qiu Ci, you are so handsome." With little stars in his eyes, he didn't think Qiu Ci was sweating, so he leaned over to stick to him.

Ran Dongling didn't watch Qiu Ci's deliberately dazzling actions just now, and the exclamations from the crowd from time to time had nothing to do with him.

He looked at Qiu Ci's face, he was really handsome.

Qiu Ci heard him praise him for being handsome, but he didn't show it on his face, he laughed secretly in his heart, thinking that he would be a little tired later, just make obediently feel handsome.

On the other side, Chen Yao did not return to the seat of the first class, and ran over to sit with Xiu Zhian.

He complained deeply to Xiu Zhi'an, "The character design of Qiu Ci is really broken, this kind of low method of peacock opening screen to attract the attention of people who like it, elementary school students don't do it anymore ."

Xiu Zhi finished drinking the energy drink quietly, and then blocked Chen Yao with one sentence.

"What about you?"

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The second half of the game was more intense, the scores of the two teams continued to rise, but the score did not open, they must find a breakthrough.

After a few rounds, the second class temporarily took the lead with a slight two-point advantage.

Excited to watch the game, Ran Dongling remembered at this moment that he made a bet with brother Qiu Ci before the game, but he forgot how many goals he scored.

"Lu Lu, do you remember how many goals Qiu Ci scored?"

Lu Lu was also very excited. She and a few girls waved plush **** to cheer on the second class. When she heard the words, she stopped to think about the game just now, and she remembered that Qiu Ci had scored more than a dozen A ball, I can't remember the exact number.

"Fifteen." said the male classmate behind them.

Ran Dongling looked back at him and asked him, "Are you sure it's fifteen?"

The male classmate showed him the notebook in his hand, which recorded the number of goals scored by all players in the field and the score of each ball.

The column with the name of Qiongci, followed by three orthographic characters and the number 27.

Ran Dongling is now a double joy, no, it is a triple, when they win, the squad leader said that he would invite them to eat in the chicken house.

Xiu Zhian knew what he wanted to do at a glance at him.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the ball, the basketball crossed a graceful arc from the air, accurately thrown into the basket, and landed with a bang.

The next second, the referee's whistle sounded and the game was over.

Class 2 won the game by five points ahead of Class 1.

"Second Class! Win!"

"Monitor please eat!"

The field was filled with laughter and cheers from the students.

Ran Dongling didn't smile, he was in a conflicted mood now, Qiu Ci won the game, he should look very happy, but he lost the bet and he was not happy.

After struggling for a while, it was more important that brother Qiu Ci won. He smiled again and wanted to find Qiu Ci.

The male classmate behind him wrote the last stroke in the notebook and said to himself, "Strange, Qiu Ci's three-pointer accuracy rate in the first half was 78%, but in the second half it became 25%. %, is he controlling the number of 3-pointers?"

Control the number of goals.

The male classmate got up and left, leaving these words circling in Ran Dongling's mind.

Qiu Ci said sorry to the classmates who wanted to celebrate with him, walked out of the crowd and walked to Ran Dongling.

The two looked at each other, Qiu Ci smiled and touched the cat's ears on his head, "Ling dog, I won."

Win the game and win the bet.

Ran Dongling finally figured out, the bet they made can be controlled artificially, Qiu Ci can control the number of goals, if he wants to score an odd number, he will use an odd number, and if he wants to score an even number, he will use an even number .

Qiu Ci didn't wait for the embrace he imagined, and waited for a fist that used ten percent of the force.

"Qi, you liar!"