Metropolis: I Became The Rich Second-generation Villain

In the stadium.

The players are resting and preparing to play the second half of the game.

The four boys in Class 112 were full of depression and listlessness.

After the first half of the game, there was nothing to eat here. How could your face look good?

Moreover, the other side brought two girls who could not play. This is tantamount to letting them both.

But even so, Class 112 is still playing so ugly here.

Had it not been for the support of sportsmanship, they would have been prepared to surrender.

"There is still the second half, we have a chance to win." Lin Mo was relieved immediately upon seeing this.

In the first half just now, he had seen Wang Haoran's technical post and figured out his style of play.

Lin Mo thinks that his level is not worse than him.

Although the current score is one-sided.

However, Wang Haoran brought two girls who don't know how to play basketball. It's good if they don't add chaos, don't mention any effect.

In a five-on-three situation, Lin Mo felt that his chances of winning were still very large.

Even if you lose unfortunately, it will never be too ugly to lose. The recognition value obtained will not be less.

No matter how Lin Mo calculated this account, he definitely made a steady profit.

"Yu Shiqing took a bottle of water and walked over here, who would it be for?"

In the 112 class team, a boy noticed something and couldn't help but push the classmate next to him.

"I have touched basketball the most times and performed the best. It must be for me."

"What is the touch of the ball, did you score a goal? It's really funny. I think it was for me. After all, when she had a birthmark on her face, I didn't laugh at her much."

"You guys are all down, I am the most handsome, it must be for me!"

Several boys argued.

Lin Mo could hear the voice and couldn't help but look in Yu Shiqing's direction. I saw that she walked straight towards herself.

"Ms. Lin, thank you for your contribution to our class." Yu Shiqing said gratefully.

"No thanks, no thanks." Lin Mo was flattered and hurriedly waved his hand in response.

The four boys next to them were suddenly disappointed.

"This bottle of water is for you, come on." Yu Shiqing encouraged.

"Class 112 will win, you are optimistic about it."

Lin Mo rushed to take the water, unscrewed the bottle cap, and drank half of the bottle directly. The remaining half of the bottle was taken as a baby, lest it be snatched away.

Yu Shiqing turned and returned to the place where he had been sitting before.

Lin Mo and the four boys watched her leave, their souls seemed to be hooked away, and they couldn't recover for a long time.

Qin Yunhan and Xu Muyan looked at each other suspiciously after seeing Yu Shiqing's act of sending water to Lin Mo.

A little skeptical, Yu Shiqing’s boyfriend is the assistant teacher Lin Mo.

After all, the identities between teaching assistants and students are sensitive, and if it is spread out, it will not cause any disturbances.

Yu Shiqing didn't want to be like this, so she kept it secret.

"You guys, what are you doing looking at me like this?" Yu Shiqing just sat down when he noticed Qin Yunhan and Xu Muyan's suspicious eyes, and couldn't help asking.

Qin Yunhan and Xu Muyan shook their heads one after another, saying that it was nothing.

Yu Shiqing didn't want to say, and they didn't want to break it.

[Ding, the host controls behind the scenes, causing the protagonist Lin Mo to lose his abilities as a man, gaining 2000 villain points, Lin Mo protagonist halo -100, host villain halo +100! 】

Wang Haoran came to the stadium slowly, and suddenly received a message. After smiling, he looked at Lin Mo not far away.

Lin Mo was holding the remaining half of the bottle of water in his hand, as if he were a baby, and he didn't know what had happened to him.

Wang Haoran added two ingredients to the bottle of water. One is to make him lose his abilities as a man, and the other is to prevent Lin Moxuan's skill outfit from gaining approval.

At this moment, Liu Yue suddenly blew the whistle to signal that the players were all in their positions, ready to start the second half of the game.

Both players are ready and ready to grab the ball.

However, at this time, Lin Mo's face wrinkled tightly, and he clutched his abdomen.

The ball is thrown high and both sides can start to grab the ball.

However, Lin Mo, who was standing at the front, did not dare to jump.

Because he only felt a churn in his stomach, there seemed to be something pouring out crazily looking for an outlet.

He can stand still, but he can't stand it when he moves a little bit bigger.

"Oh oh oh!"

Lin Mo was stunned for a few seconds when Wang Haoran scored a goal, causing cheers from the fans around him.

The four members of Class 112 couldn't help but look at Lin Mo.

With such a good opportunity just now, Lin Mo could obviously grab the ball, but he didn't jump up to grab the ball. His reaction was really too slow!

However, the second half has just begun, and Lin Mo is an assistant teacher. Although the four of them complained in their hearts, they did not accuse Lin Mo.

The game continues.

On the court, Lin Mo moved at the same speed as a turtle crawling, not as good as the two girls in Class 113.

The balls were scored one by one, and the scores on the 113 side were getting higher and higher. Class 112 is still zero eggs here.

There was a sigh of laughter around the court.

I have seen a lot of campus ball games, but this is the first time I have seen such a ball game.

Perceiving the surrounding movement, the four boys in Class 112 wanted to find a place to sew in. At the same time, he finally couldn't stand it anymore.

"Assistant Lin, do you come to the court to play? Or go for a walk?"

"My God, Assistant Professor Lin, you just said you must win, I almost believed it."

"Take a woolen thread, or forget it."

......

The members of Class 112, taking advantage of the gap between Wang Haoran's goal, began to complain to Lin Mo.

Lin Mo just encouraged him. He dare to be a mouthy player. He will brag, and he will become a soft-footed shrimp as soon as he enters the court.

Lin Mo's face was ugly, and he couldn't tell them the reason. He just raised his hand to the referee Liu Yue.

Liu Yue motioned to Lin Mo for the time being in the game, and noticed that his expression was different.

"What's wrong, have you sprained your foot too?"

Just now the substitute had problems one after another, Liu Yue saw Lin Mo acting weirdly, so he also subconsciously asked.

"Yes." Lin Mo reluctantly replied.

He has a stomach discomfort, but the ball game has already started, so he can't ask for leave and go to the pit first.

Therefore, he could only hold back forcibly, and luckily thought that this discomfort would pass soon.

But for a long time, the discomfort did not subside, instead, there was a feeling that became more and more intense.

This game can't go on.

Seeing Liu Yue's question, he answered accordingly, wanting to leave the court as soon as possible. Because he faintly felt that he couldn't hold it back anymore.

The 112 substitutes appeared one after another, and now Lin Mo is ill again.

Seeing this situation, Liu Yue immediately decided to end the game and sentenced Class 113 to victory.

The people around had no objection. After all, in this game, no one could tell that Class 112 could not win.

[Ding, the host controls behind the scenes to prevent the protagonist Lin Mo from outfitting, and get 1000 villain points, Lin Mo protagonist halo -50, host villain halo +50! 】

Lin Mo didn't care about the outcome. He has only one thought now, and that is to find a pit and squat down.

He clamped, smashed, and stepped on small steps, ready to leave the court.

After seeing him like this, Wang Haoran jokingly smiled and whispered to Lu Ming beside him.

Lu Ming nodded and ran to Lin Mo immediately.

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