My Son Might Be A Villain

...

Su Han ignored Liu Yangyang, but looked in the direction of the stand for a while.

Until the whistle sounded, the referee signaled the players of the two classes to fall to the middle of the court.

The basketball is thrown, and the game begins.

Class eight grabbed the ball.

Su Ran didn't understand basketball, but that didn't affect her excitement.

After a few passes and dribbles, the basketball was quickly brought to the opponent's basket.

"Bam—"

Basketball in the box!

"Ah! Come in!"

"Class 8 scored a goal!"

"Su Han scored!"

"Come on, Class 8! Come on, Su Han!"

Outside the venue, some people were shouting cheers, and some people were discussing with their ears underground.

"I haven't seen Su Han play basketball before, I didn't expect him to be so good."

"Yeah, our class sports committee should have called Su Han to play in the class."

"I guess the sports committee is just a coward."

Indeed, Su Han had always had a cold face before, and never talked to anyone, except for Liu Yangyang's follower, who did not get along with anyone. Usually, everyone didn't dare to approach Su Han.

"However, I think we were deceived by appearances. After these few times, I feel that Su Han is pretty good, maybe he is more introverted and doesn't like to talk."

"Well, I think so too."

"Speak less! Look at how handsome Su Han looks like."

"Hee hee, he's quite handsome! Especially when he's playing basketball with such a cold face."

...

Su Ran, an old mother, didn't know that her son scored a goal, and she has already won several little fans. However, when she heard the classmates on the sidelines shouting "Come on, Class 8", she also mixed up With the voice of "Come on Su Han", Su Ran became proud in her heart.

Excited for a while, Su Ran couldn't hold back and shouted: "Class 8 is the best, Su Han is the best!"

As soon as Su Ran shouted, it immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding parents.

Even the parents in the front row turned their heads and stared at Su Ran strangely.

"Cough, that, it's my son." Although he was stared at him inexplicably, Su Ran was still proud when talking about Su Han.

"Mother Su Han, you sit here too." Probably heard Su Ran cheering just now, and the person who was a few seats away moved to Su Ran's side.

"It's Du Wentao's mother."

"Why did I just shout cheers, and other people just look at me like that?" Su Ran asked in a low voice, feeling the strangeness of the atmosphere.

"Don't shout, all the parents here are the parents of the fourth class. Today, the company temporarily asked me to send a document, so it's too late. No, there is no place in the eighth class, so I only sit here in the fourth class. It's coming." Zhou Qin also said in a low voice.

It turned out to be so.

Su Ran finally knew just now why those people were staring at her with unfriendly eyes.

At this moment, the fourth class is almost 20 points behind the eighth class...

Su Ran decided to be a quiet spectator.

"By the way, Su Han's mother, Su Tuo from school No. 18, are you planning to go? We'll be a team at that time." Watching the game, Zhou Qin took time to talk to Su Ran about Su Tuo's activities .

"Well? How did you know that?" She only knew it by peeking at Su Han's group.

"The teacher notified it in the class group, and also said the relevant requirements. Why, haven't you read it yet?"

"I haven't had time to watch it yet."

Although Su Ran also wanted to see the specific event notices, but in comparison, the smashed game was more exciting.

As for group notifications, let's see after the game is over.

Su Ran continued to hold her cheeks to watch the ball.

Watching Su Han pass, dribble, and layup, Su Ran still couldn't hold back, took out his phone and took several pictures.

As if he had noticed something, Su Han's eyes finally landed on the stand opposite their class when he turned to the side.

Eyes brightened.

The boy cracked his mouth suddenly, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face, which was covered in sweat from the strenuous exercise, which was even more dazzling than the scorching sun above his head.

With a fake action, the boy deftly bypassed the defender in front of him.

"Liu Rubo, catch the ball."

"it is good!"

"Bam—"

Another goal.

"Quick! Defend! Defend!"

"Du Wentao!"

"Stop on the left!"

"Give the ball to Su Han!"

...

Su Han's voice was mixed with the voices of several teenagers, and it kept ringing in the stadium.

Although I don't understand basketball, I still heard people say about the game.

Originally, Su Ran thought that maintaining a 20-point lead over the opponent was already very powerful, but he never expected that when the mascot Liu Yangyang came on the field, the eighth class was already 50 points ahead of the fourth class.

Su Ran hadn't paid much attention yet. Su Han didn't know when he came to her side.

"Hey, the game isn't over yet, why did you come to the stand?" Su Ran said with a surprised look when she saw Su Han suddenly popping out.

"Anyway, I don't have anything to do later." Su Han said indifferently.

Glancing at Su Ran, Su Han said again, "Why are you here?"

Su

Dye: Haha.

Damn, can you pay attention to the expression management when you speak in such a disgusting tone?