Chapter 85 If you win, I will kneel here and surrender to you.

Although Jiang Lan didn't want Wen Zhiyan to talk to that kid, he still stopped obediently.

Wen Zhiyan looked at the alpha and told him,

"I'm not an omega. Don't come looking for me again."

Before he could finish his words, Jiang Lan started the motorcycle. He started too fast, and Wen Zhiyan subconsciously hugged him. Jiang Lan's waist.

"Don't waste so many words with him." Jiang Lan said unhappily.

Wen Zhiyan said, "Are you jealous?"

Jiang Lan sneered, "Am I jealous? Jealous of his shitty yellow sports car? You like it?"

Wen Zhiyan couldn't help but feel happy when he heard Jiang Lan's words that were even more bitter than jealous. He said,

"No, I like your motorcycle."

Jiang Lan was not very happy after hearing this: "This is not my motorcycle, it belongs to Lang Yu. I borrowed it to pick you up."

Wen Zhi Yan leaned over and put his cheek against Jiang Lan's back:

"Whatever you use to pick me up is what I like."

Jiang Lan's mouth rose again and he said to Wen Zhiyan: "I'll save my money and wait for basketball ." After winning the prize, we will buy one just to pick you up."

Wen Zhiyan shook his head: "Don't worry, I'll buy it for you when I get paid."

S Dayou has a store that sells second-hand motorcycles. They were all used by former graduates of the school. They bought them and rode them for two or three years, then went on internships and then resold them at a low price.

Many are of good quality and very cheap.

With any luck, you can get it done for just a few hundred dollars.

Neither of them was in good condition, and neither of them was financially well-off. Jiang Lan didn't want to argue so much with Wen Zhiyan, so he just agreed, "Okay."

Anyway, he would go behind Wen Zhiyan's back and secretly go ahead. Wen Zhiyan couldn't scold him for buying one.

Since that day, the two seemed to have resumed their previous relationship, and they seemed to be more intimate.

It’s just that layer of window paper that no one has pierced.

Wen Zhiyan wanted to wait, but Jiang Lan also had plenty of time.

When people are in a happy mood, they feel that time passes very quickly.

In a blink of an eye, it was the day of the school basketball game.

Jiang Lan plays basketball as a hobby. He likes to play two games when he has free time. In a major like the design department, he is considered a top player.

But playing ball is different from sprinting.

If you have talent and explosiveness in sprinting, you can naturally surpass many people.

But playing basketball requires not only physical strength and talent, but also skills training and teamwork.

For the alphas in other majors who go to the library every day and sit in class, it is difficult to compare with the professionals in the physical education department who practice on the playground every day.

In previous school basketball games, the basketball majors of the physical education department did not compete with other departments. They would play their own games in separate classes.

But this year, for some reason, on the day before the game started, at short notice, basketball majors would join the game and be included in the results.

Jiang Lan didn't know why at first, but with Wen Zhiyan watching every game, he led his teammates all the way through the siege and entered the finals.

But after he entered the finals and saw the people on the opposing team, he roughly understood the reason.

The opponent's captain was the owner of the shitty yellow sports car.

The man looked at Jiang Lan, showed a sarcastic expression that was half a smile, and said to Jiang Lan in a sinister manner:

"My name is Zhao Cheng, and I would like to ask the head of Jiang University in our design department to give me some advice."

After he finished speaking, the corners of his mouth curved like Unable to suppress it, he raised his head again and said:

"I wish you not to be too embarrassed to lose."

Jiang Lan noticed that Zhao Cheng came here with a bad intention, and frowned: "Are you here to play, or are you here to pretend ? Forced?"

The four people behind Jiang Lan couldn't help laughing when they heard this.

Zhao Cheng was stabbed by Jiang Lan, and his smile faded: "When it comes to your drawings, I may not be able to compare with you, but this is a basketball court, and Jiang University is a school boy. Do you want to make a bet?"

"If you win, , I kneel here and admit defeat to you."

"If you lose." He stared at Jiang Lan: "Stay away from Wen Zhiyan in the future, and don't get in the way of me."

Jiang Lan thought that he was a good player. But this group of professional athletes are not vegetarians. Jiang Lan is really not sure if they can really compete with this.

He is not stupid, he is not reckless, and he will not be knocked unconscious by Zhao Cheng's words.

He curled his lips and said sarcastically: "I'm not telling you, this classmate, you can't be successful at this, right?"

"If you say that, then let's meet at the design competition? If you win, I will admit defeat to you. If you lose, you will drop out of S University?"

Zhao Cheng became angry when he saw that Jiang Lan didn't accept this trick. Amidst the referee's urging whistle, he said harshly:

"I'm going to give you a good look today. "

Jiang Lan ignored him and turned around and whispered to his teammates:

"Be careful, don't fight if you can't beat him, safety comes first, don't get hurt."

Alphas at this age are full of energy and arrogance, standing on the field. , all with the attitude of being the boss and me being the second child.

Although Jiang Lan's teammates would not directly refute Jiang Lan's words, they still felt dissatisfied in the face of the opponent's provocation.

What about the basketball major?

Lang Yu grinded his back molars and said angrily: "Brothers, do this!"

When Wen Zhiyan saw Zhao Cheng appear in the stands, he was at a loss for a moment.

He had already forgotten about Zhao Cheng, and the only time he saw this person up close before, he was wearing sunglasses.

But after he saw Zhao Cheng nagging Jiang Lan endlessly, he suddenly remembered what role this person was.

He frowned, a bad feeling rising in his heart.

At the beginning of the game, both teams seemed to be inspired to fight and were full of energy. In the first thirty seconds, Jiang Lan took the lead and scored a goal.

There was a burst of excitement in the stands, the cheers and shouts were deafening.

The game reached a climax from the beginning. After Zhao Cheng scored a goal immediately after, the game became stalemate.

Everyone on the field tried their best, and the girls watching the game outside the field were almost hoarse.

At the beginning, the design department unexpectedly won a few points, but when it comes to strength, sometimes it just can't be surpassed.

It's not like writing a novel. The protagonist can always awaken the golden finger at the critical moment and save the world.

Soon, people from the physical education department caught up with the score.

Jiang Lan was expressionless, unhurried, and became more courageous as he fought. Despite repeated interceptions by the opponent, he still scored several goals in a row, and his accuracy was unprecedented.

The audience outside the venue also became excited and shouted Jiang Lan's name loudly.

When Zhao Cheng heard those clearly visible voices cheering for Jiang Lan, he became even more angry and winked at his teammates.

And just as Wen Zhiyan had predicted before, these people were indeed not good people.

Zhao Cheng was stimulated by Jiang Lan and began to think of ways to play dirty tricks.