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Jiang Siming drove in. Such a beautiful Lamborghini attracted the attention of dozens of students.
It¡¯s hard not to be eye-catching with the looks of this kind of car.
Parking the car near the basketball court, the Lamborghini's scissor doors rose, and Jiang Siming walked out of it holding a basketball.
The girls around them screamed with excitement.
Xiaoxian captured the expressions of these girls perfectly. The female audience laughed and felt proud.
They were also like this just now. It seems that Mingshen has not changed much in reality. You can tell by looking at the expressions of these female college students.
"Hahaha, seeing their nymphomaniacal looks seems like seeing myself."
"Don't even look at my husband! What do you want to do with these little bitches?"
"I'm in Shanghai, and I'm going to the Conservatory of Music to see my husband!"
"Team up, team up, I'm in Kunshan, is it too late to ask for leave tonight?"
Xiaoxian prompted these barrages. After Jiang Siming found out, he was really afraid that these water friends would form a team to 'snipe' him, so he immediately said:
"I'm just playing basketball for a while. If you're not nearby, don't come over because I'll be leaving soon."
Jiang Siming said this, which made many female fans give up the idea of ??sending something thousands of miles away.
After parking the car, Jiang Siming walked towards the basketball court, still followed by a group of female students. Many bold girls even came forward to ask for Jiang Siming's phone number.
Jiang Siming refused one by one. He came to play basketball, not to pick up girls.
Besides, the two most beautiful girls at the Conservatory of Music have already been picked up by him, and he doesn¡¯t like the other rouge fans.
Jiang Siming simply refused, but the male viewers watching the live broadcast felt angina pectoris.
"Why are the same men so different?"
"Are you ashamed of those anchors who go out and try to pick up girls every night but still can't do it?"
"I feel like if Mingshen does an outdoor flirting show, the effect will definitely explode!"
¡°Mingshen, it¡¯s okay if you don¡¯t want these ladies¡¯ WeChat messages, but you can give them to us.¡±
"A man who is full does not know that a man who is hungry is hungry. Drought will kill him, and flood will kill him"
Jiang Siming really can¡¯t understand the ¡®drought¡¯ of these people, because even before taking the genetic medicine, he was very popular with girls, after all, the family genes are there.
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Jiang Siming rejected the elementary school girls who came to chat with him one by one. Jiang Siming knew that Wang Xinyi was attending classes in the cram school.
Wang Xinyi is already in her third year of college. Her family wants her to take the postgraduate entrance examination, and Jiang Siming also agrees.
So now every Monday to Friday, Wang Xinyi will stay at school and sleep in the dormitory.
Jiang Siming didn¡¯t want to disturb her study, so he didn¡¯t tell her.
Arriving at the court, Jiang Siming found that there were people under the nearby basketball hoops, so he could only choose to add a group.
"Brother, are you short of someone? How about forming a team together?"
Jiang Siming came to a basket with relatively few people and asked the boy standing aside who seemed to have only two people.
"Okay, our roommate just happened to have a stomachache and had a poop. You can take his place. But neither of us is very good at playing. How are your skills?" one of the boys with an inch hair asked.
"It's okay, no one here should be able to beat me." Jiang Siming replied with a slight smile.
"Brother, although you are very handsome, you can't brag like that. But you are so tall and you should be a good rebounder. Our rebounding depends on you." Another boy with bangs warned, Jiang Siming replied With a nod.
The three of them were waiting for the other groups to finish.
Generally, basketball in schools is street basketball, three-on-three.
While the three of them were waiting, the short-haired man glanced at Jiang Siming several times and finally asked: "Brother, you look like a god, have you noticed?"
Jiang Siming showed an understanding smile and said: "Many people say so, Mingshen seems to be the one playing games, right?"
"Yes, he plays PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds and is super good. If you didn't tell me, I would have thought you were him." The short-haired man said with a smile.
"You're dreaming, third brother. How could he be Mingshen? Mingshen is much more handsome than him." The boy with bangs prides himself on being a bit 'pretty', so he rejects people who are more handsome than him.
"Haha, I also want to be him. He is a game anchor, how can he have time?"Come and play basketball. "Jiang Siming looked innocent.
The superb acting skills fooled the short-haired boy in one go. Think about it, Mingshen is the god of games, how could he come to play basketball without anything?
Jiang Siming escaped this wave, but the audience laughed and called Jiang Siming a chicken thief.
"I'm so good at acting. It would be a pity not to act."
"Mingshen, is it really okay for you to deceive your fans like this?"
"Haha, this man with bangs is going to make me laugh to death."
"The only blame is that these two fools didn't watch the live broadcast, otherwise they would have recognized it."
The words of the audience were secretly conveyed to Jiang Siming by Xiaoxian. Jiang Siming chuckled, quietly facing the direction of the camera, and blinked mischievously.
Then one group was defeated, and it was the turn of Jiang Siming and the short-haired man.
Jiang Siming walked onto the court. As soon as he stepped onto the court, he felt an unprecedented sense of familiarity, as if he was the king of this territory!
Jiang Siming also experienced this feeling in the swimming pool a few days ago.
It is an unprecedented confidence that fills the heart, making people feel that they can easily win any honor in this area.
"Serve, serve, Peng Tao, where is your third brother? Why is there a new guy?" The winning team threw the basketball to the short-haired man and looked at Jiang Siming curiously.
¡°I always feel like I¡¯ve seen this guy before somewhere. Is he some celebrity?¡±
These three people also began to have doubts about Jiang Siming.
No way, college students are very familiar with new things like live broadcasts. Young people¡¯s ability and time to accept things are incomparable to people of other age groups.
Jiang Siming didn¡¯t want to turn a basketball game into a friendly match, so he quickly said to them: ¡°Don¡¯t think you¡¯re going to be gay just because I¡¯m handsome. I¡¯m not a star. Let¡¯s get started.¡±
"Okay, they just look alike, kick off!" The leader didn't think too much, and the two sides chose to start this simple three-on-three friendly match.
Jiang Siming¡¯s tall figure of 1.87 meters is very conspicuous inside. Among the six people, the tallest is the tall and thin man who just asked the question, only over 1.8 meters.
Jiang Siming is a head taller than him, and the others are even shorter.
Peng Tao, a man with short hair, wanted to test Jiang Siming's level and threw the ball towards him.
Jiang Siming easily took it with one hand, grabbed the basketball with one hand, and held it like that, letting it hang upside down.
?Everyone was a little surprised when they saw it. This man seemed to have a lot of trouble.
The tall, lanky man on the opposite side felt that Jiang Siming was being cryptic, so he took the lead and stepped forward, trying to swat the ball out of Jiang Siming's hand.
Jiang Siming acted like a monkey and passed the ball from behind to his other hand. When the tall and lanky man missed the ball, Jiang Siming remained motionless.
With both hands, he used an NBA standard shooting style, flicking the ball with his wrist and throwing it out.
The lanky man wanted to jump to block the shot, but the height of the ball far exceeded his jumping ability.
"I can only hope that this person is a parallel import and can't make the shot at all, but when I look back, this Jordan brand basketball swoops into the basket, smoothly and neatly!"
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