The Indifferent Young Master’s Flash Marriage

When Ye Linlang saw Jiang Qiran score the first goal, she could not help but feel a great sense of joy!

And the girls next to her were much more bold and unrestrained than her.

Although Jiang Qiran came to the game for Ye Linlang, the moment they saw Jiang Qiran dunk, almost all the girls on the field applauded Jiang Qiran in unison. They even cheered at the same time!

"Young Master Jiang is the most handsome! Young Master Jiang, you can do it!"

When Ye Linlang heard those little girls' faces full of peach blossoms and worship, she suddenly felt a sense of crisis and prudence!

She seemed to have seen how many love rivals she had in her life.

Sob, sob, sob, as expected, when a Prince Charming was too outstanding, there would be pressure!

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This match was judged by the best of three games. Jiang Qiran scored a goal first, which was undoubtedly a good start.

Ye Linlang looked at the valiant Jiang Qiran on the field and could not help but start clapping for him!

However, Ye Linlang was too thin-skinned to shout things like "Jiang Qiran, I love you, I'm rooting for you".

The one who was called to be the referee was the sports committee member, He Wei.

He Wei whistled and immediately made a judgment.

"Very good! Jiang Qiran scored a goal! It's now 1-0!"

The crowd burst into applause again!

Yin Zihan saw that the crowd on the field was overwhelmingly worshipping Jiang Qiran. Her face was gloomy, and the feeling of displeasure in her heart was needless to mention!

Before Jiang Qiran came, Yin Zihan had always been one of the most influential people in the school. Who would have thought that once Jiang Qiran came, he would steal everything!

Yin Zihan sized up the youth in front of him. For the first time, he felt that this opponent could not be underestimated.

He glared fiercely at Jiang Qiran. His expression was so gloomy that water could almost drip out!

"It's my turn! Give me the ball! You'll definitely lose with the remaining two balls!"

When Jiang Qiran heard Yin Zihan's words, he did not take it to heart. He just calmly threw the ball over.

The morning air was obviously very cool, but Yin Zihan's forehead was sweating.

He stared at Jiang Qiran and ran out of the three-point line with the ball, as if he was ready to shoot!

Jiang Qiran pursed his thin lips and nimbly chased after him.

Just as the two of them were in a stalemate, Yin Zihan suddenly glanced at Ye Linlang!

"The Dean is here! Ye Linlang, why are you still standing there!"

After all, it was morning self-study time. Most of the students were guilty of coming here to watch the basketball game in public,

Ye Linlang's expression froze. She was already a little scared, so she looked straight behind her.

Even Jiang Qiran knew the consequences of the Dean's inspection. He was not afraid of any punishment, nor was he afraid of any remarks under the national flag. The only thing he was worried about was Ye Linlang.

Therefore, Jiang Qiran was distracted for a moment.

Many of the students who were watching felt a sense of fear at the same time.

Who would have thought that the moment everyone looked back, they realized that there was no one behind them!

It was clearly Yin Zihan's cover to create a diversion!

Yin Zihan took advantage of the moment when everyone was stunned and immediately used his fastest attack, which he was best at, to run directly to the basket in an aggressive manner!

With a leap, he skillfully dragged the ball with both hands and immediately tossed it into the basket!

The level of playing in the provincial games on behalf of the school team was naturally not something that was inflated and bragged about!

However, in these few seconds, the basketball had already jumped into the basket. It barely grazed the backboard and then jumped down from the basket!

Seeing Yin Zihan suddenly grab the second ball, the entire stadium was stunned for a moment!

Then, everyone in the class looked at Yin Zihan with some shame.

Not to mention the boys who loved basketball, many girls also felt that Yin Zihan's method of scoring was too despicable.

A girl who usually claimed to be a die-hard fan of Jiang Qiran stood up. She put her hands on her hips and laughed disdainfully at Yin Zihan.

"Yin Zihan, to think that you are the former school bully. You can even think of such a sneaky trick! Isn't it embarrassing?!"

After all, there were many people who liked Jiang Qiran now, and the other girls in the class immediately began to agree with her.

"That's right! It's too despicable!"

Yin Zihan was in a great mood because he scored a goal, and he couldn't be bothered to argue with the girls who despised him!

In his opinion, those girls were clearly superficial and were obsessed with looks. In the past, when Jiang Qiran didn't come, he was also very influential in Ling Yun High School, and there were people who clapped and cheered for him whenever he did anything.

Now that Jiang Qiran had come, it was as if he was already being spurned like this from having just used a diversion tactic!

Yin Zihan coldly glanced at the girl who was laughing at him. His gaze was deep and gloomy, scaring the other party so much that she quickly shut her mouth.

"Isn't scoring the point enough? Why do you have to be so nosy ?!"

Because the girl was too angry just now and liked Jiang Qiran too much, she actually forgot about Yin Zihan's identity for a moment!

Yin Zihan was the son of the school director. If he made things difficult for her, she might not be able to survive in Ling Yun High School in the future!

Yin Zihan felt much better when he saw that the other party kept quiet.

He looked coldly at He Wei, the sports committee member, who was a few meters away, with a malicious expression.

"I've already scored. Aren't you going to announce the scores?"

"But--"

He Wei's lips moved. As a member of the sports committee, he had always despised this kind of bluffing behavior.

However, He Wei did not want to offend Yin Zihan. He looked at the young man on the field who was still calm and collected, looking at Jiang Qiran for help.

Jiang Qiran smiled faintly. Although Yin Zihan had used a dirty trick to make him lose a point, Jiang Qiran's attitude was still very good. There was not a hint of anger on his face.

"Call it. There's still one more goal. Don't worry about me."

The students around them were of the same age. Naturally, they knew how rare Jiang Qiran's temperament was. If they were Jiang Qiran, they would probably be the first to jump up and shout that they were not convinced!

This was how well-mannered he was, or rather, how confident he was in himself!

In comparison, those who had liked Yin Zihan before now leaned more towards Jiang Qiran's side.

Ye Linlang had not expected Jiang Qiran to be so magnanimous.

She looked at Jiang Qiran with a conflicted expression. Her crimson lips kept moving. It was obvious that she was very worried about the outcome of the last ball.

Yin Zihan had played a trick just now, but Yin Zihan's throwing action was obviously ordinary!

From a few meters away, Jiang Qiran threw a reassuring look at Ye Linlang.

Then, the referee, the sports committee member, blew the whistle.

Jiang Qiran snatched the ball from Yin Zihan's hands, and Yin Zihan was naturally unwilling to let Jiang Qiran go.

He quickly chased after Jiang Qiran and aggressively caught up with him, desperately trying to stop Jiang Qiran from dribbling the ball.

The two teenagers competed with each other, immediately bringing the atmosphere on the basketball court to the extreme!