He set off again, approaching the sand pot stall.

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Zhuang Jianhui swung forward gracefully, and the basketball rolled forward in a straight line.

As soon as the master takes action, he will know whether it is there or not.

The basketball hits the sand can pyramid, "Peng'", knocking the can down.

Chen Siyu counted the number: "1, 2...7, 8, a total of 8 jars."

She looked at Bai Yuxia: "Theoretically, it can hit the most jars."

"Well, that's right." Bai Yuxia felt that Zhuang Jianhui was indeed good at playing basketball, and he could achieve something with just one shot.

The boss came over and said: "Congratulations on hitting 8 jars and getting a reward of 10 yuan!"

There was a cunning light in his eyes: "Brother, do you want to continue playing, or should I give you 10 yuan?"

Zhuang Jianhui thought of the boss's crumpled 10-dollar note, so of course he chose to continue.

After losing the ball just now, Zhuang Jianhui also found that it was a bit difficult to hit 10 balls.

However, this did not faze him. He held the basketball with his hands across his chest and rubbed his palms violently. The basketball was rotated by force and flew forward at the same time.

Lin Zida: "Spin ball!"

"Peng!" poured 6 jars, no reward.

There were boos all around.

Shen Xu shouted: "It's very difficult. The rotating ball is useless. You can try it and smash the top jar. The reward is 50 yuan."

He just lost the game and hasn't left yet. He plans to see if anyone can win the prize and gain experience.

After all, the grand prize is 500 yuan. He worked hard and sold goods for half a month, but he couldn't make 500 yuan.

Zhuang Jianhui is not a person who accepts death. He changed his style of play this time and made a mid-air throw, preparing to wipe out the top jar.

Zhuang Jianhui showed his usual basketball accuracy and threw forward.

The basketball accurately hit the only jar at the top of the pyramid, but when the jar fell, it brought down the two jars below.

The boss shouted: "Smash 3 jars and get a reward of 10 yuan! Do you want to continue playing?"

As soon as he said these words, a sonorous and powerful voice came from the outside:

"I come!"

Everyone looked outside and saw a boy over 1.6 meters tall holding a basketball and striding in.

The boss looked at the basketball in his hand and reminded:

"You can only hit it with the basketball we provide."

Wu Xiaoqi: "No problem."

He paid 10 yuan and came near Zhuang Jianhui.

The sand pot stall opened two sets of tracks at the same time, which can accommodate two customers at the same time.

So, the group on the left is Zhuang Jianhui, and the group on the right is Wu Xiaoqi.

Xue Yuantong clenched his fist and said, "A showdown between the strong."

Zhuang Jianhui still planned to aim at the top jar. He stood up straight and took a deep breath. Not to mention, it was interesting.

Amidst a burst of noise, Wu Xiao started up.

He actually sat on the ground!

Sitting down was not enough. Wu Xiaoqi ignored the dust on the concrete floor and slowly lay on his back. In the end, his shoulders were only an egg's distance from the ground.

He stretched his head forward, held the ball in both hands, and stared at the sand jar.

Zhuang Jianhui was numb: '...Brother, you are making it difficult for me.'

It made him unprofessional at all.

Immediately, Zhuang Jianhui ignored him and planned to shoot.

Wu Xiaoqi stared at the sand pot. He was not playing a game, he was participating in a professional competition.

What he smashed was not the sand jar, but his glorious life!

Two balls are thrown.

Zhuang Jianhui's basketball knocked over the top can and knocked over another one.

Wu Xiaoqi's performance was extremely perfect. The basketball brushed against the jar, like a lover caressing it, and only brought down the only jar.

The owner of the sand pot looked unhappy and announced:

"Knock down 2 jars, reward 30, knock down 1 jar, reward 50!"

Then he shouted to everyone around him: "Look, everyone, we are not lying, we can really hit!"

Chen Siyu said: "Wu Xiaoqi is so amazing."

Bai Yuxia: "Indeed, he controls the basketball very well, just like his hands."

Xue Yuantong asked again: "Is Wu Xiaoqi better at basketball?"

Bai Yuxia explained awkwardly: "Playing basketball is not just about shooting accurately, there are other factors as well."

After Xue Yuantong asked her, he asked someone else:

"Jiang Ning, can you play basketball?"

"I know a little bit," Jiang Ning said.

Xue Yuantong's eyes were shining, and she rubbed her little hands:

"I want to play."

Jiang Ning took out a hundred and gave it to her, and said generously: "You can play with it as you like."

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Chapter completed!