Although Li Ang's tip-in was not a final hit, its impact on the game was no different from a final hit.

It was like the three-pointer Irving scored on Curry in the 16th finals in Li Ang’s previous life.

In fact, when Irving scored that three-pointer, there was about one minute before the end of the game.

However, this still cannot stop fans from regarding that three-pointer as a classic.

Some goals, although not buzzer-beating, are the key to killing the game.

What's more, Li Ang scored the ball under the siege of four people.

This undoubtedly greatly increases the drama of the ball.

After escaping the cheerleader girls, Li Ang breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing that Hampton's LSP actually took the initiative to flirt with the cheerleader girls, Li Ang admired him from the bottom of his heart.

I said that you have good psychological quality, but you will definitely not play with the ball.

You said you have poor psychological quality, but you dare to drive a tank again.

After getting rid of the cheerleaders, Li Ang did not forget to hug Francis.

You lose the game, you call the scout, and everything you are wonderful is directed by yourself.

He is worthy of being Boss Fu, so loyal!

For brothers, I would rather have to worry!

Francis was in a mess in the wind, and the director lost himself for a long time.

He took the initiative to call the scout to watch the ball, but Dama failed to win. Boss Fur felt that he had already died of the community.

He still didn't understand why the four people couldn't steal Li Ang alone.

Boss Fu’s teammates are actually helpless. Do you think Li Ang is alone? His butt can be used as a messenger for four people!

Boss Fur doesn't want anything else now, he just wants to have a thin, tall, long-legged teammate.

It's still not possible to have a single pillar under the basket.

"Li, you won today. But next time, I will definitely win back next time."

Well, I will definitely be there next time.

Li Ang almost blurted out: It may not be the case next time.

But thinking about it, Francis has already been under pressure that his height should not be withheld.

Don't irritate him.

Speaking of which, if the Bisons and Alegren can meet again, they should have been at the National Championships.

After all, the two teams are not in the same league and are not in the same partition.

God knows if we can meet again next time.

At this moment, the most autistic person is actually not Francis, but Francis' coach.

Although Francis lost, he did not gain nothing.

At least, he doesn't have to worry about his homework this semester.

If you change your homework for one game and another semester, it’s all about Li Ang’s loss.

But Francis's coach is different. Why did he take the team from Maryland to Cleveland from Maryland?

The purpose is to use an easy victory to help the players find confidence.

Now, it’s better, Damn it’s become a thousand miles away!

What's the picture?

Just as he was autistic, Old Carl walked up and shook hands with him friendly.

"Hehe, Cheng Rang, Cheng Rang, Francis is such a talented boy, and his performance is simply pleasing to the eye.

Don't be so sad. We just won you billions of dollars, billions of dollars."

It's a solid reputation.

Oakley's friends speak very well.

After the players from Alegron Academy left the court, two journalism students came over to interview Li Ang.

Although the attention of this game is not high, the school newspaper still needs to be published.

Since Ben graduated, the Bison team won the game, which is indeed big news.

What's more, they defeated the junior college star player Francis.

"Lee, this is undoubtedly a big win. Is there anything you want to say when I scored a key goal in the last moment?"

Just as Li Ang was about to answer, he found that Hampton, who had flirted with the tank, was watching him not far away.

So, Li Ang could only tell the two students in the journalism department: "The last ball is thanks to Qiao's pass, thanks to him, and if it is replaced by someone else, the ball cannot be passed in!"

After all, Li Ang is a man who has been familiar with "Emotional Intelligence", so he still understands this kind of human nature.

Controlling the hearts of teammates is equivalent to controlling the team!

As everyone said, I, Li Ang, are not the kind of rough people who rely on my fists, and I am convinced by reason.

Two classmates from the journalism department looked at each other and asked again: "Then why did Joe Hampton have to pass the ball to you who were attacked by four people when he was completely empty?"

“Well... let’s introduce a question...

Don't ask, asking is a tactic.

Team secrets, inconvenient to disclose.

It’s useless to say whatever you understand.”

Hearing Li Ang’s answer, Hampton was full of vigor.

Brother Li is really a good leader.

Don't say anything about Brother Li, from now on, I will be your Scott Pippen!

Only one person to you~

Although he led the team to win the first victory, Li Ang did not indulge himself.

The next day, Li Ang still got up early and prepared to start the morning jog for the whole day.

You have to ask why Li Ang likes morning jogging so much, because one morning, the school scenery is the most beautiful moment.

Bright sunshine, fresh air. Jogging on the track and field girls in the morning exercises were watching the track and field girls with their youthful vitality to draw a beautiful picture...

How wonderful, how wonderful.

Every time this comes, Li Ang will sigh in his heart: I really love sports~

But today, Li Ang felt a little strange.

Because when he was running, many people were staring at him and whispering from time to time.

This Li Ang, who never wanted Bilian, was so shy.

How could you fat? Well, it must be an illusion.

One of the three major illusions in life: they are all looking at me.

At this time, a girl from the track and field team wearing sports shorts suddenly ran to Li Ang, blushed slightly, and waved at Li Ang.

What a guy, this white skin and this long legs.

Since being stunned by the cheerleaders, Li Ang feels that everyone he sees now is beautiful.

Old Carl took great pains to make the basketball team play well.

"Hi, Lee."

"Uh... do we know each other?"

"I'm Tina. We're in the same class. Don't you remember me?"

"Oh, Tina, hahahahaha, remember, good morning."

Li Ang was very polite on the surface, but in fact he was in his heart: Damn who are you!

If it weren't for living in the 1990s, Li Ang would have suspected that Tina sold tea.

Among the classmates, Li Ang only remembers the few Xiao Hei who worshipped him as his elder brother.

Don't ask, asking is face-blind to women.

"Yesterday's game was awesome. You are now a celebrity in our school. Hey, you won't be as bad as your classmates said~"

"I...I'm really not a big brother in society..." Li Ang was convinced and told those little black guys not to follow him all day long. Damn, his character in school has been messed up.

"Haha, okay, I won't disturb you. I'll be the big star in the morning. I'll be very happy in the next game."

After saying that, the girl turned around and ran back to continue training. It seemed that she was just saying hello to her classmates.
To be continued...