Sign in from meeting Kobe

Chapter 47
Next game, Lower Merion High vs. Haverford High.

Obviously, after the first day of the game, all the players have begun to calm down. It seems that everyone is seriously thinking about what they can do on the court to make the team better.

Even, everyone can feel the murderous intent of this team.

Coach Greg can read his players' faces, their desire for this game.

Especially Su Hu and Kobe, even when he said yesterday that the next game will be against the Patton Brothers' Haverford High School, he could clearly find that Su Hu's eyes had already flashed a The light comes out.

It was as if a hungry beast had seen its long-awaited prey.

So when the team's bus arrived outside the arena again, all the players got off the bus as usual and gave high fives!

Su Hu is the same, but this time, his heart is already hot like fire.

However, on the surface, Su Hu is still calm.

This time, when Lower Merion High School got off the bus, it happened to meet the luxury bus of Haverford High School.

Unexpectedly, the contest of this game actually started from the time they got off the car.

Moreover, from the perspective of the size of the fans, the number of fans at Haverford High School is obviously much more than that at Lower Merion High School.

The Button brothers are obviously the core of the Haverford High School team, and they can even be said to be the center of attention.

This can be seen from the fact that the two brothers didn't even take the team bus, but instead drove a Ferrari sports car to the arena.

And these two brothers, not only didn't take the school bus, but even on the sports car, each of them was accompanied by a blonde beauty.

"Huh, with this posture, I don't know if it's for a competition or a party." After getting off the car, Pettit certainly didn't forget to think about it.

Su Hu passed by Petit's side, seeing Petit's unbalanced face, laughed, and put his arm around Petit's shoulder,

"Let's go, play hard, and you will play with it in the future."

"You mean the car, or?"

"All the same, all the same."

"Hey, that Asian boy, stop!" Su Hu, who was joking with Pettit, had no intention of talking to the Button brothers at all, but was stopped by the brothers unexpectedly.

Su Hu heard the voice, but he didn't want to turn back, but continued to walk towards the inside of the arena with Petit.

"Hey, Asian kid, can't you hear me calling you? Are you still scared? Coward?" At this time, Doyle hugged the blond beauty and laughed at Su Hu.

This time, Su Hu had to turn his head back.

Su Hu stopped and turned his head, and Petit did the same.

"I see that your arm is recovering well. How about it? Would you like me to look at it for you again?" Su Hu smiled slightly, looking at Doyle's arm that was embracing the beautiful woman.

It is estimated that Su Hu said this, Doyle almost subconsciously reacted, and retracted the hand that was hugging the beautiful woman.

Su Hu sneered,
"Hmph, some people are not irritating, they are really uncomfortable." Su Hu shook his head helplessly, and said something to Petit beside him.

Pettit nodded again and again, but his eyes were not on Doyle.

The head was shaking up and down even more, Su Hu looked at Pettit, without saying a word, he just moved his head.

"Let's go." After speaking, Su Hu was pulled past Pettit.

"Hey, kid, basketball has never been a game for people of yellow race, so get out of here!" Doyle looked at Su Hu's back, but reluctantly.

Su Hu shook his head. For this kind of person, the current Su Hu really doesn't even bother to talk to him.

However, bitches always seem to get their money's worth.

Doyle's yelling in the back hadn't finished yet, he only heard him wailing, and then he clutched his feet in pain.

Su Hu hummed, looked back, and found that Coach Greg also "just happened" to pass by Doyle at this time.

"Hey, old guy, walk carefully!" Doyle, holding his feet, growled at Coach Greg in pain.

I saw that Coach Greg let out a calm voice, and then looked at his feet with "concern". It turned out that Coach Greg was still wearing those small leather boots.

"Oh, it's a pity that my pair of boots that have just been put on the shoe."

Coach Greg glanced at the boots under his feet distressedly, curled his lips, and winked at Su Hu.

The tacit understanding between master and apprentice is sometimes so ingenious.

Immediately, the entire Lower Merion High School team returned to the locker room.

As soon as they arrived in the locker room, everyone lost their previous impulsiveness. Everyone changed their jerseys calmly, and then sat on chairs, waiting for Coach Greg.

Coach Greg also looked at his students the whole time. After seeing that they were all ready, he didn't speak. He was the first to extend his hand, and then everyone folded their hands together. together.

"Lower Merrion!"

"Let's go!"

"Lower Merrion!"

"Let's go!"

With the end of the bloody slogan, Coach Greg grinned slyly, and only said one sentence,

"Come on! Boys, tear your opponents apart!"

After finishing speaking, Coach Greg tilted his head, and all the players walked out of the locker room and came to the competition venue.

Lower Merion High School, has started warming up, and, the team's supporters, have stood up and applauded!
It's just that their opponent, Haverford High School, hasn't played yet.

Su Hu and Kobe shot together to warm up, and during the interval of shooting, the two chatted for a while,

"Relax, relax, relax!" Kobe seemed to be comforting Su Hu while shooting.

"Huh? What did you say?" Su Hu pretended not to hear.

"I mean, relax, you are a novice, don't you be unable to walk when you play in a while?" Kobe laughed.

"Well, I have to say, brother, you have no talent for joking." Su Hu shook his head, his face full of disgust.

While the two were laughing and chatting, Haverford High School appeared.

In this formation, two rows of blond cheerleaders took the lead, and then the players behind came out.

Moreover, their appearance ignited the enthusiasm of most of the fans on the scene.I saw them shouting Haverford, waving their hands, with high momentum!
As for the players of Raul Merrion, they watched this exaggerated playing style quietly.

"Bah, it's like a nightclub draft, disgusting!" Needless to say, it was Pettit's voice.

"One question, do you like nightclubs?" Su Hu asked curiously.

"like!"

"Fuck off!"

(End of this chapter)