Chapter 602
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The commotion caused wasn't small.
Even Yun Hu, who was drinking mineral water, glanced over.
He wouldn't have known if he hadn't looked, but after that, he understood why the crowd was so crazy.
But it was strange.
Why did Captain want to come to A University?
The moment Yun Hu stood up, the person behind him threw the basketball in his hand. "Young Master Yun, where are you going? Just say it if you're afraid. “
What he had said.
Yun Hu wasn't the only one who heard it.
The surrounding audience could hear it too.
Of course, that included Fu Jiu and Qin Mo.
The two of them weren't seated. One was wearing a black mask while the other had a hand in his pocket. They stood there, tall and slender, arching their brows.
The man didn't notice the subtle atmosphere. Instead, he took a step forward and pointed. "Since you chose to major in programming, you should be a good otaku. What's so great about playing games? Don't go around seducing girls just because you're handsome, understand?"
Yun Hu glanced back, looking at him. "I don't understand."
"You!" The person scoffed. "You won't listen to my advice? Then let's fight on the court. What's the meaning of not going on the court? "
Yun Hu gave him a 'dumb * ss' look, continuing to walk forward, as though he was saying that he didn't want to go on the court because he wasn't worthy.
The person was infuriated, his eyes narrowing. "I think you only know how to follow behind Lin Feng. Are you having fun being gay?"
With that, Yun Hu placed his backpack down, his gaze icy.
"Why? You want to hit me? " The person slapped his face, inching closer to Yun Hu. "Go ahead, if you hit me, you can forget about attending the National League. You'll be happy even if you're banned, right …"
Peng!
Before the person could finish his sentence.
Then, a basketball flew over from the audience's seats.
It landed squarely on his knee.
He was in so much pain that his face changed. He hugged his leg and screamed, "Damn it! Who is it! "
As he spoke, he glanced in the direction of the basketball.
The silver-haired youngster stood in the crowd, brushing his black mask, his gaze dark. "Sorry, my hand slipped."
"You … You!" The person wanted to rush over.
Another basketball flew over.
This time, it wasn't his leg that was hit, but his face!
Bang!
That person fell backward with a thud. The dizziness in front of his eyes was simply too much.
His hand touched his nose, a red.
Damn it!
Who was it this time?
The moment the man sat up, Ye Zichen looked at him.
The main culprit, Qin Mo, had already walked to his side. He said faintly, "My hand is slippery too. People who play games usually have slippery hands."
"You, you guys!" That person was about to curse.
Yun Hu tugged his jacket. "Didn't you want to pick? Come on. "
The surrounding people knew that Yun Hu was going to be angry today.
Actually, Yun Hu had already mentioned that he wouldn't be playing during this period of time because the National League was around the corner. He didn't want any accidents to happen to his hand.
But today, this person had obviously touched Yun Hu's reverse scale.
"Brother Hu, we can't do it. “
Since they were all from the programming department, they were really afraid that these sports students would do something.
What's more, with their skills, how could they beat the other team?
Softening before the battle even began.
Yun Hu frowned.
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