pertwk Chapter 4, 5 consecutive hits
Chapter 4, 5 consecutive hits
Swish!
Swish!
10 seconds!
Two three-pointers!
A second time!
This time, the entire room fell silent!
What remained was terror.
The "Lunch Guy" who placed the bet looked at the lunch coupons he had just given out in the hands of the people at the betting booth.
Ah!
No!
A piercing scream echoed throughout the basketball court.
He just wanted to win it all back, so how did he end up losing everything?
All eyes of the onlookers turned to Qin Yu's challenger—Zhou Biao—and Pu Song, the referee.
Is Zhou Biao's challenge over?
If I remember correctly, their challenge was to throw five balls.
Zhou Biao stared stiffly at the basketball under the hoop.
Five goals in a row.
The people behind him were also shocked; five consecutive kills were indeed beyond their comprehension.
Pu Song watched as Qin Yu's shots became increasingly smooth and precise.
Especially the last goal.
"Qin Yu, five goals in a row! Qin Yu wins this match."
"Teacher Pu, this is not fair. Zhou Biao hasn't finished his throw yet. According to the rules, how can this be considered a failure for Zhou Biao?"
If Zhou Biao plays well, he can definitely achieve five consecutive goals with no one defending him.
The men behind Zhou Biao had a sudden inspiration and looked at Pu Song, saying...
It's not Zhou Biao who's losing face now; they're on Zhou Biao's side. If Zhou Biao has face, then they have face.
Pu Song glanced at Qin Yu and then looked at Xin Zhiyan: "Xin Zhiyan, I have to go to class. The competition is over now."
Zhou Biao, you practiced very well during the summer vacation. The preliminary selection for the high school basketball team starts next week, and there are four spots for the first-year students.
"And that other guy," Pu Song said, looking at Qin Yu.
"Teacher Pu, his name is Qin Yu," Mo Gu quickly reminded him.
"Yes, Qin Yu, right? You're in the preliminaries too. Several of your seniors dropped out of the basketball team this year, so you have a chance."
After Pu Song finished speaking, he led the students from Class 5 of Grade 1 toward the Class 5 meeting point, as get out of class was about to end.
"Qin Yu, I accept your shot, but do you dare to play 3-on-3?"
「3对3，怎幺，输了就想3对3了。」吴鋆听到对方还想来3对3，立刻出声。
Qin Yu had finally gotten such good luck, he couldn't let these scoundrels get their revenge, he couldn't give them the chance.
"Not interested." Qin Yu looked at Zhou Biao.
Those three cold and indifferent words infuriated Zhou Biao.
"Everyone, watch closely. Brother Biao is a man of his word. He lost, and that's that. But Brother Biao let Qin Yu shoot first. Otherwise, if Brother Biao hadn't let him, he would have hit five in a row, and Qin Yu wouldn't have even had a chance to shoot."
"Now Brother Biao is inviting him to a 3-on-3 match, but this kid doesn't dare. I believe everyone knows the answer to that."
After Yang Guang, the blond man behind Zhou Biao, finished speaking, those around him who had initially been skeptical of Qin Yu and were somewhat wavering nodded in agreement.
Hearing Yang Guang's supplementary remarks behind him, Zhou Biao finally managed to salvage the situation a little.
"Qin Yu, 3-on-3, can be played outside of school, at the community court in Jinghu District, teams can be formed freely after school today."
I'm not afraid to tell you, the remaining players at Mirror Lake Golf Club became my mentors during the summer vacation.
Before the crowd dispersed, Zhou Biao spoke.
"What? Yu Cun actually became Zhou Biao's mentor."
Who is Yu Cun?
"That's the Jinghu District where our school is located. They're one of the top three teams at the Jinghu Basketball Court. They usually play small forward, and they're incredibly good. They can dunk anytime!" said a student wearing glasses, his eyes filled with both envy and shock.
Qin Yu's eyes flickered, then he glanced at Zhou Biao but did not reply.
Then he looked in Xin Zhiyan's direction and said, "Class monitor, I need to ask for leave. I dreamt last night that I was in danger of encountering dogs blocking my way on my way home from school today. My mom told me to go home early to avoid them."
"Are you taking leave? Is it dangerous?" Xin Zhiyan was a little confused, but seeing Qin Yu's serious expression, she repeated his reason. "Qin Yu!" Xin Zhiyan's voice suddenly rose eight octaves!
She had thought Qin Yu really had something important to do, but she never expected that this guy was completely different from usual today.
Did she arrange for him to play basketball to provoke him? Was he trying to annoy her on purpose?
The girl's mind began to wander and her imagination ran wild.
"Boss, when he said he encountered a dog blocking his way, was he talking about you?" Yang Guang, the blond-haired guy, suddenly added.
The students in Class 9 of Grade 11 were stunned.
Their necks turned mechanically as they watched Qin Yu run out of the school gate, Zhou Biao's face turning pale and then red, and the blond-haired Yang Guang being brutally beaten by Zhou Biao.
In short, he offended two people and treated the class monitor like a fool!
That's a brilliant reason!
Is this a reason for taking leave that even a human could come up with?
Is it possible to ask for leave like this?
That was so ahead of its time!
Moreover, after Yang Guang's explanation, when people looked at Zhou Biao, images of the Paw Patrol dogs like Little Yellow, Little Black, Wangzai, and Facai from their homes or downstairs naturally came to mind.
Feeling the gazes of the crowd, Zhou Biao gave Yang Guang another hard flick on the forehead.
"Squad leader, how about I go and bring him back too?"
Seeing Xin Zhiyan's unpleasant expression, Wu Yun quickly said something.
"go!"
Xin Zhiyan then gave everyone a cold look and said, "Go back to the classroom!"
The voice was icy cold, utterly calm!
Everyone seemed to see the calm before the storm.
This top student and witch-like class monitor is truly enraged this time.
Because he was even more timid upon seeing an old friend, Qin Yu was afraid he wouldn't be able to resist hugging Xin Zhiyan, so he ran as fast as he could.
Xin Zhiyan wanted to say something to him, but in the blink of an eye, Qin Yu had already run out of the school gate and disappeared.
"Zhou Biao, what if our class doesn't get into the top three this time..."
Xin Zhiyan didn't even look at her, and turned to go upstairs.
Everyone rushed past Xin Zhiyan and ran towards the third floor, including Zhou Biao and his group.
"Class monitor, even if it kills me, I'll still get into the top three," Zhou Biao said, patting his chest as he passed by Xin Zhiyan.
Huang Mao Yang Guang looked at Xin Zhiyan, then immediately looked away.
I felt a chill down my groin, as if it were about to explode.
"Squad leader, we will definitely do our best, don't worry."
With that, he leaped up four steps in one go and rushed up quickly.
Wu Yun chased after Qin Yu outside the school gate, only to find that Qin Yu had already disappeared.
Did Qin Yu take a taxi?
Is it really an emergency?
They disappeared in less than a minute.
Thinking of Qin Yu's habits, Wu Yun randomly picked up a car and rode towards the nearest sports field.
Qin Yu, I haven't seen him all summer, and his three-pointers are so accurate. It seems he might have made it through.
When Wu Yun thought of Qin Yu, he thought of Qin Yu's older brother, Qin Dao.
Qin Dao, who was in the third year of junior high school when they were in the fifth grade of elementary school, brutally beat the senior high school team members, and tortured those senior high school students who bullied them until they couldn't see a glimmer of light in their eyes.
After that, I never saw those senior high school students on that court again.
At the same time, Qin Yu did not take a taxi, but instead boarded bus number 76.
Taking a taxi is too extravagant.
The family motto of not allowing waste was ingrained in Qin Yu's bones by his father, a former soldier.
Thankfully it wasn't after school, so there were empty seats. Otherwise, after 15 stops to Jinghu Community Gymnasium, my muscles would have been stiff from standing the whole way.
Each stop lasts three minutes, not counting the time spent waiting for the green light, for a total of forty-five minutes, enough time to play a basketball game.
If it weren't for the possibility of a competition later, Qin Yu would have run there directly.
Running aerobics for 100 minutes every day is an essential part of Qin Yu's routine to activate his body. In particular, Qin Yu added weights to his routine later on.
In Qin Yu's eyes, his current physical condition is utterly terrible, especially after the rigorous training he underwent in his previous life, particularly after achieving a critical breakthrough in neural recruitment.
We still need to practice!
If you can't train yourself to death, then train like you're going to die.
As Qin Yu was pondering how to formulate his training plan, a basketball bag bumped into his calf.
"Hey, bro, sorry!"
Qin Yu looked up and saw a burly black man apologizing to him in fluent British-accented Chinese.
Judging from the other person's height, they were taller than me, and even though they were hunched over, I estimated they were around 200cm tall.
The person was quite polite.
"It's nothing," Qin Yu replied in slightly broken English.
"Hey, hey, bro, you're going to play basketball too?" the black guy said when he saw Qin Yu looking at the basketball he was carrying.
"My name is Wilt Chamberlain. I'm going to play at Mirror Lake Golf Club. You can come with me; I'll protect you!"
What is that?
Wilt Chamberlain!?
Qin Yu's pupils dilated in shock as he looked up at the black guy in front of him who was grinning sheepishly and introducing himself.
Is it the Chamberlain from the story of Wilt Chamberlain?
Looking at the other person's youthful face, a question flashed through Qin Yu's mind in a flash.
"Hello!" Chamberlain extended his hand, looking sincerely into Qin Yu's eyes.