This is the sports area of ​​the China University of China. At first glance, there are about eleven or two basketball courts connected to each other.

Lin Jing, Wang Shuxian and Zhou Huimin were on the edge of this basketball court, and the sound of basketball hitting the ground was rhythmically ringing.

"It seems to be good today." But Wang Chuxian stood near the free throw line and shot one, and hit it directly. He was happy. He turned around and saw Zhou Huimin standing near the three-point line, looking at him at a loss. He couldn't help but smile, "Heimin, come here, why are you standing so far? I'm afraid the basketball hit you?"

Zhou Huimin was a little panicked when he saw Wang Tuxian calling her over, and quickly waved his hand and said, "I can't even beat you, I'll see if you beat me."

"It doesn't matter if you can't fight, it's important to participate. Don't worry about the training. The reason why the girl protagonist in "Love Letter" chose you is because your temperament is very consistent. At that time, you only need to perform in your true colors." Lin Jing saw that Zhou Huimin seemed to be a little worried and couldn't let go, so she explained.

"That's right, there's no way you wear a basketball uniform, but you're watching the reason why others play on the sidelines. Come on, catch the ball, and shoot one." Wang Chuxian didn't want to let her go, so he picked up the basketball and threw it at Zhou Huimin.

"Oh!" Zhou Huimin screamed in surprise, and was in a hurry, finally holding the basketball in his hand.

"Transfer the ball over and make a three-step layup. Alas, why did you learn Duanmu Huadao and rush up with the ball?" Seeing Zhou Huimin's layup, Wang Chuxian couldn't help but remember the "Slam Dunk" he had watched before.

It turned out that Zhou Huimin wanted to try dribbling and then layup after hearing Wang Chuxian's words, but imitated Wang Chuxian's way of dribbling just now. He found that he could not control the basketball, and then thought that three steps were layups and four steps were also layups. He simply stopped dribbling and rushed to the basket with just holding the ball in his hands. After running about six or seven steps, he almost reached the bottom of the basket. With a "hey", he threw the basketball out like a bomb in the suicide squad.

"Hey, the basketball flew out."

"You are playing aerial bowling. Not playing basketball."

...

"Wow, look over there!"

Through the basketball court where Lin Jing and the others were, a group of six boys were originally engaged in a fierce bullfight. However, when a dead ball was dead, a flat-headed boy who went to pick up the ball couldn't help but scream.

"Hey, Lin Jing, isn't that Lin Jing from the History Department?"

"It turned out to be her. I didn't expect to see her on the basketball court."

"Look at her posture. The basketball seems to be playing well."

"Actually, the two girls next to her are very nice, and their figure and appearance are really nothing that our academy can match."

"Tsk, let alone our college, I have never seen a more beautiful one in the entire CUHK. Of course, except for that Lin Jing."

Amidst the praises, a group of boys hid on the side and commented in a vague way.

"Well, why not say hello to us. It's rare to see it once. Not saying hello seems too rude and uneducated." The guy who said this was a buzz-cut boy, but after he finished speaking, he got the unanimous middle fingers and eye of contempt from the boys.

Although you know others, the problem is that they don’t know you at all. Isn’t that going to get close to you? Isn’t it polite to educate you, and it’s not rude.

"What are you saying hello? This is too hypocritical. We went straight over and taught them to play basketball."

Teach basketball, hey, this reason is open enough, and everyone nodded to indicate that the idea was constructive.

"Since they came down to play basketball early in the morning, it is enough to prove that they like this sport very much, so it is a very reasonable reason to teach them to play basketball." Seeing that everyone agreed, the boy who came up with the idea explained proudly again.

"But it seems that Lin Jing can beat him." Someone hesitated.

"Lin Jing can fight, the problem is that one can't fight. Besides, even if Lin Jing can't fight, do you have the courage to go over and teach? So, it's good to have one."

In their eyes, girls like Lin Jing are no longer the ones they can climb up by taking the initiative to get up. Fortunately, the two next to them look a little civilian, which is easier to get started.

"You guys go over and teach me. I have something to do and I'm going back."

However, just as everyone was about to take action, one of them stepped back.

"Hai Guang, no, it's just the beginning, why are you leaving if you have something to do?" The buzz-cut boy frowned and said.

The one who planned to leave with the excuse of leaving in advance was Chu Haiguang. He fought Lin Jing one more than a year ago and was shaken off by Lin Jing. He liked to bully the rich second-generation Chu Tiankuo, the "pervert" that Liang Yining said.

Thinking about it, Lin Jing was just starting out at that time, but now she is at its peak and has a difference.

After Chu Haiguang was shaken off his ankle, he completely withdrew from basketball class as Liang Yining expected and began to be a low-key person. Later, the friends he made no longer had the shadow of Yan Donglai and Zhao Yu.

Chu Haiguang naturally would not tell such an unbearable past. Among these six people, he was the one who was the least willing to see Lin Jing.

Now my companion actually said he wanted to teach Lin Jing’s friends to play basketball. Are you all blind? With Lin Jing’s basketball skills, you are just showing off your skills in front of her. I’m afraid that in the past it would only be a shameful result.

Chu Haiguang, who had already "played" the "claw" in front of Lin Jing, said that he was unwilling to go through anything, and kept complaining in his heart.

However, although Chu Haiguang was reluctant, he was half-forced and half-excited, and he could not help but follow a group of bad friends.

"Hi, classmate, hello, you guys, you're playing basketball."

Seeing that his companion pretended not to know Lin Jing, he used this funny way to get close to him. Chu Haiguang wanted to dig a hole and jump in by himself, and then bury the soil so that he would not make a fool of himself. Fortunately, the other party seemed to have not noticed him.

"I tell you. This is not how basketball is played, it should be..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the flat-headed boy used the most neat and coolest posture. He made a long shot, a mid-range shot and a dribble to make three layups.

"You haven't learned to play basketball, are you going to do it?... Of course, I don't dare to teach anything. Let's learn from each other and make progress together."

Things seemed to go smoothly, everything was going in the direction they imagined.

unexpectedly--

"So you want to talk to us?"

Unexpectedly, Wang Shuxian, who was very sharp, ignored the so-called mutual learning and progress together. Instead, he only grasped a word in the boy's words.

"Trial?" The boys were stunned.

What does the word "Search" mean? Everyone is a MENA student, so they naturally understand it. But this is not the result they want!

We are here to teach you how to play basketball. Do you understand? It’s not a competition. The boys want to speak out loud like this.

"Since you are interested, then let's have a three-on-three bullfight. There are exactly three of you here. You also have three. How about the outcome of ten goals?" Wang Chuxian said eagerly without ignoring their black faces.

The girl took the initiative to propose the competition. If the boy doesn’t accept it, is he still a boy?

So they took it.

The six people chose three people. Except for Chu Haiguang, a guy who always huddled at the end of the crowd, everyone wanted to go. In the end, three "winners" were selected by the draw of the lot.

After the team was selected, the two teams walked onto the stadium.

"Who serves first?"

"Girls are preferred, you can start."

This three-on-three bullfight is a three-on-three game. The winning or losing of ten goals is the rule that the team that scores will get the ball and continue serving. It can be said that whoever serves the first one has a huge advantage.

"This world is equal to men and women. If we serve first and score ten goals in a row, won't you even have a chance?"

"Scoring ten goals in a row, you think we..."

Of course, the boys would not think that Lin Jing and the others could score ten goals in a row.

Finally, the issue of who serves first was solved by free throws.

Lin Jing walked to the free throw line with the basketball, raised the basketball casually, and threw the basketball in, as simple as eating and drinking water. It was the boy's turn, maybe he was too excited and didn't even go in.

"You guys have nothing to say this time. Let's serve first. Remember, this is not a woman's priority, but a precursor obtained with her strength." Wang Chuxian curled her lips gently. When she was playing basketball on the school team, she had encountered such a boy too many times, and she was a little numb.

However, Zhou Huimin next to her played basketball for the first time and formed a team to play basketball with boys for the first time. At this moment, she was so nervous that she was almost suffocating.

"Don't be nervous, just stand at a position closer to the basket and watch it. If you really want to perform, give me a wink. When I pass the ball, you will throw the basketball out in the most convenient and comfortable posture." Lin Jing said quietly in Zhou Huimin's ear.

Yes, it’s thrown out. As for Zhou Huimin’s current basketball level, it’s better to throw than to shoot.

Wang Chuxian serves, Lin Jing catches the ball, and the bullfighting game officially begins.

After taking the ball from Wang Chuxian, Lin Jing turned around and dribbled to the near three-point line. Seeing her opponent standing lazily in front, looking like I wanted to be the goal god and defend with her eyes, she raised her hand and threw the basketball out without saying a word.

Textbook-style shooting posture is outrageously standard.

Swish!

The basketball did not touch the basket, and it passed through the net directly, making a crisp sound of brushing the net.

There are only one ball, and there are nine more. The boys don’t care at all. Three-pointers are not that easy to shoot. Even if they are a three-pointer on the school team, their shooting percentage is not very high, let alone a mere girl, which is just luck.

Swish!

There are only two, and there are eight. As long as the next one is not won, they will dare to beat one ten to two.

Swish!

But there are three.

Swish!

It seems to be four.

...

Swish!

Eight! Long shot near the three-point line, eight consecutive shots, each hitting the net. Finally, no one thought it was luck.

"Damn, Big Bear, you——"

The boys finally couldn't hold back their anger, and their faces were as dark as the bottom of the pot. Especially the flat-headed man who symbolically defended Lin Jing, he was so embarrassed that he was sweating profusely. He could really feel the gaze of his teammates who were stabbing behind him.

"Be serious."

But in fact, he had already started to be serious after Lin Jing scored four goals in a row. Although he became serious, Lin Jing took action too quickly, and the shooting point was very high, and he leaned back slightly. Even though he couldn't defend closely, even though he jumped desperately, he could only watch the basketball fly over his head.

If we have to use something to describe his current mood, then it is: there was a basketball that flew over my head again and again, but I had no ability to cover it. If God gave me another chance, I swear to cherish my life and stay away from such a playful basketball game as bullfighting. Because of this game, my IQ plummeted and almost became an idiot in the eyes of others.

"Defend this ball and we can win." The boys no longer care about their demeanor, "especially you, Big Bear."

The boys cheered themselves up, reorganized the country, prepared to defend the ball, and then won the game in one go.

Swish!

The boy nicknamed Big Bear, who defended Lin Jing, had his eyes wide open than the bronze bell. But just when he was planning to defend the ninth ball at any cost, Lin Jing, who had been very "independent", passed the ball and passed it to Wang Chuxian.

Then Wang Chuxian used her iconic 38th style shot to get the ninth ball very neatly.
Chapter completed!