Chapter 1 Dividing the Tension

Chu Heng smelled the gunpowder in the air.

So, he could somewhat understand Xu Chen's behavior just now.

"What's going on? What's his beef with that guy?"

Chu Heng directly asked Li Yuanchen next to him.

This kid was very emotionally stable and had extremely high basketball IQ. Although usually low-key, in several external matches, he was comparable to the Eleventh High's school team's external brain.

It was more efficient to communicate with him about things.

"This... teacher, you'll know if you ask the class teacher."

But this time, Li Yuanchen wasn't comfortable commenting.

Because he knew that Xu Chen wasn't treating this match as an ordinary grudge, but also wanted to show off to the girls in Class Fifteen.

Pang Ge reminded Sun Xin that he needed to defend this seriously.

Chu Heng didn't expect to be able to guard him.

There really wasn't an angle.

In front of Sun Xin, his shooting success rate was 2 out of 7, with 2 out of 2 free throws.

"Hey! Why is he getting so serious with a girl?"

Stats: 7 points, 4 rebounds, 2 assists, 2 blocks, 2 steals.

Moreover, even if they let her shoot, she might not be accurate every time.

It's Xia Xinyu.

"But I can guess that it's normal for the point guard to pass the ball, but the small forward definitely has organizational functions. It's not hard to guess that Chu Heng can pass the ball."

However, his touch today was awful.

The buzzer sounded.

Suddenly, a white shadow appeared before his eyes. Just as the ball bounced in the middle, the foreign aid in white directly intercepted it, then smoothly dribbled up the court and steadily scored two points.

Unlike the other girls, she wasn't rationally analyzing, or saying that Class Seventeen wasn't in form, etc.

"Okay, gotta take this."

"Mm..." Li Yuanchen continued mysteriously, "Teacher, you'll understand when you see it. It's more intuitive to watch with your own eyes."

So, she was taking those two points.

If they couldn't widen the score in the second quarter...

"But, the score difference is getting closer and closer..."

While feeling frustrated, Sun Xin suddenly made a clever pass through Chu Heng's legs, passing the ball to Tong Jingzhi. Xia Xinyu, who had only made one of seven shots, didn't hesitate and decisively took a three-pointer.

"What are you mumbling about?" Chu Heng asked Li Yuanchen, puzzled.

Was this how it felt to play ball with a master?!

Because it was a 98 degree angle.

"Here!"

He even thought that if he and Zhang Hanlin played, the chances of losing would be small.

"Hey! What do you mean!"

20:20.

"Awesome, awesome, another two points!"

He can't make it, he definitely can't make it!

What he meant was...

Swish!

Although the ball didn't go in, and didn't even touch the rim, it drew a foul on Sun Xin.

However, just as they thought that, Sun Xin, who was already drifting when receiving the ball, didn't shoot from inside the line.

Tong Jingzhi passed the ball in, and the clock continued.

In the cheers and screams of the crowd, the first quarter ended.

"Bullshit." Chen Yuan cursed directly.

The steal just now even happened before he passed the ball!

And just now, wasn't it after he saw himself that he went to actively compete for the ball?

Their double-teaming was very fast. The moment he received the ball, they would block him. With his height, unless he shot immediately, there was a 40% chance of getting blocked. And if he shot immediately and missed, the already hard-to-get defensive rebound would definitely be lost.

"I don't need you to tell me." After a perfunctory reply, Chu Heng also instructed, "If 47 is guarding you, just take your points. Don't just stand there passing."

One weakness might not matter, but if there are many weaknesses and only one strength, then just focus on using that strength to score.

And if Class Seventeen wanted to win, they could only rely on the legend that was Sun Xin.

One shot, in.

But since he called him, Li Yuanchen was ready to receive the ball at any time and ran straight to the open spot.

Good job, Yuan Bao.

They didn't understand that this ball was actually Tong Jingzhi's chance, they only knew that Tong Jingzhi put the ball into the basket.

"So frustrating, I see that number 30 is constantly taking points from 47."

Both Class Seventeen and Class Eighteen roared, and the audience in other venues couldn't help but turn their attention over.

In basketball, although there isn't a tolerance rule, especially the 1 and 2 positions, which are the point guard and shooting guard, pass the ball, because they have a better passing view. After passing the ball, the point guard receives the ball again and pushes forward. After all, point guards usually have strong dribbling skills and won't easily lose the ball.

However, just as he felt that he was about to pass the ball to his teammate, a force in the opposite direction suddenly appeared in his palm, pulling him back!

"Isn't he very weak? Only dares to bully girls."

His center of gravity shifted entirely to the right front, and he staggered, losing control of the ball. Chu Heng even took several steps back and almost fell on his butt.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?"

Because, what they were thinking was:

So, like a volleyball spike, Chu Heng was completely unafraid of knocking Sun Xin down on the spot, and slammed the ball toward his teammates with all his might.

"Pfft." Seeing Sun Xin's hand gesture on the court, Cheng Haiying couldn't help but laugh.

"Xinyu, how are you?"

"...Seen it, in Kuroko's Basketball."

[Does he think you'll dribble the ball all the time? Don't overestimate yourself, your job isn't to control the ball!]

She didn't dare to launch an attack.

Making a feint to break through to the left against Chu Heng, Sun Xin prepared to pull back half a body length and then take a jump shot.

And the cameraman was somewhat regretful, how did he miss filming this scene!

"Reasonable Basketball"

Because in the end, they would still win.

In!

Including the cameraman, he also wanted to film a buzzer-beating shot to enrich his footage library.

There's not much time left, is he still attacking?

"Wow, he's really amazing. If he were in our class... of course, it's mainly because I signed up late, and Class Fourteen also has a big advantage, they can win without him." Zhou Fu quickly backpedaled, hoping she wouldn't overthink.

13:7.

He should thank Teacher Mo for lending such a talented person to Class Seventeen.

[Can't even pass it out!]

"Two of the balls were made by Sun Xin, and the other... is also related to Sun Xin." Cheng Haiying said with a smile.

Li Yuanchen was also surprised.

In terms of height, the two were basically similar.

So, he can't shoot!

28:25.

Everyone, including Chu Heng, thought that Sun Xin's shot had no angle at all!

Feeling wronged from being scolded, Xu Chen felt that after the game, the coach told them not to play too badly, and let the girls win, and now they put the blame on him.

Would the same luck favor him twice?

When his whole body was out of bounds, but before landing, Tong Jing, whose body was already a bit awkward, came up with an extreme back-lean from out of bounds.

22:23.

Then, Chu Heng also jumped up, a big hand blocking the sun in the sky.

"Success must be on him, brothers will take the blame first." His teammate patted his shoulder to comfort him.

He was about to be knocked over!

The boys of Class Seventeen also noticed that person, mixed in with Class Seventeen, but not like the students of Class Eighteen. Why were they cheering for their class...

Playing ball with girls is just troublesome.

That way, even if they won, it wouldn't be interesting.

Sun Xin's strength was inevitable, but reducing the use of Pang Ge was the core to maintaining the team's competitiveness.

How did they communicate?

How can a person's strength be stronger than an ox?!

At the same time, he also attracted other students, who asked what happened.

Chu Heng mocked Sun Xin before going to the free throw line.

The situation on the field was indeed getting better and better.

As if he had guessed his next move!

"But looking at this situation, your class's scores seem to be related to that girl from Class Fourteen..."

"Ohhhhhhhh!"

[He's bad at breaking through, good at shooting, I'll just stick to him]

However, Tong Jing seemed to know that when he faced that kind of strong defense, he needed a strong support, not an absolute open spot, and it was impossible to shoot.

8:5.

And both the block and the steal were taken from Sun Xin.

What a great internationalist spirit.

"You're kidding, eight people defending, like a small mountain, completely blocking the restricted area, and then a graceful backward leaning negative angle shot!"

10:7.

Tong Jing passed the ball, a scoring forward received the ball, and then passed it back to him. He dribbled the ball to the three-point line, and after two consecutive crossovers, he pulled Li Yuanchen away, and Tong Jingzhi was forced to help defend Li Yuanchen. The person he left open naturally received the ball passed by Xu Chen.

I let that Hu 47 score a ball. She doesn't think I'm the weak point of Class Eighteen, and will always find me during the training, right?

After Zhou Fu said dejectedly, Cheng Haiying looked back at the court.

After hearing Tong Jing's voice, he didn't dribble at all and slammed the ball toward Sun Xin!

"Got it."

Yesterday's mid-court three-pointer had too few samples.

With a "swoosh," the basketball went into the net!

Gritting his teeth, Chu Heng went all out.

And Hu Siqi, the girl standing next to her, was stunned.

"Ah? Then, the win is so miserable!"

Chu Heng knew that he had defended to the limit and couldn't do any better, but Sun Xin's shooting arc still made him panic.

"Three-one, hidden dragon in the abyss."

So, he created a negative-angle shot!

"Sure enough, it's not a bluff, he's really strong."

Only seven seconds were left.

Finally, put Zhang Hanlin, Chu Heng, and Liu Qiming on the strongest lineup and take the game away.

"To you."

"Nice cooperation!"

Damn, that kid discovered it.

When Sun Xin leaves the game with five fouls, Class Seventeen can announce their surrender on the spot.

Could it be, a good friend of a girl in our class?

Then he found that the aura of the people in Class Eighteen had completely changed.

Tong Jingzhi lowered his head guiltily.

And on the offensive end...

But fortunately, Chu Heng had already thrown the ball out.

Then, he saw Tong Jing give himself a thumbs up.

Pang Ge quickly blocked in front of Chu Heng to create a screen, letting Sun Xin get a quick two points.

Of course, he wouldn't call a timeout today.

And the ball, just like that, from behind the side of the backboard, with a high-arching trajectory, passed through the highest point. It didn't touch the upper edge of the board, so it didn't count as out of bounds. After falling vertically, with a tricky and almost outrageous angle, it hit that elegant, backward-leaning two-pointer.

But this first ball should be able to show his strength.

Smiling and shouting happy cooperation, Li Yuanchen raised his hand, ready to give Tong Jing a high five.

That seems to be a girl from our class...

When he saw the progress bar was full, Sun Xin could only adjust his position and continue to hang in the air. Seeing that he was about to land on both feet and commit a traveling violation, he could only increase the backward lean and pull away the only remaining space, then force a shot!

22:20.

Pang Ge was very stable, like a moving Great Wall, but his stamina was a big problem, so Li Yuanchen directly took over the work of organizing and connecting.

"Good job! Keep going, keep going!" Zhou Lanlan watched with joy and also liked this girl.

Cheng Haiying couldn't help but sigh, she didn't expect Sun Xin's special talents in this area to be so outstanding.

When his body was in the air, Li Yuanchen suddenly pressed the ball down, and after landing, the shooting motion temporarily turned into a right-back pass!

"Have you ever seen a ball go in from behind the backboard?!"

Let him come and work with us, but he doesn't, and now he's giving you hand gestures, who can understand?

The second ball, after bouncing twice, also went in.

Moreover, what a beautiful girl.

Completely crushed.

"I've made that kind of shot before, but that's without defense..."

But the cheers continued, swallowing all extraneous sounds.

[No matter if Chu Heng is selfish or not, at this time, as a point guard, you have to play an organizing role and coordinate with Chu Heng.]

The small forward, Chu Heng, was responsible for initiating attacks and scoring.

The audience in the stadium, like him, remained silent.

At this time, Zhou Fu came to her side, bringing a long-haired girl who was a bit introverted, with her eyes constantly watching herself, but occasionally avoiding her.

Chu Heng, who was stiffly standing in place, didn't dare to look back.

As long as the brothers cooperate, it is very possible to lead the team to victory with one's own strength.

[No shooting angle!]

"I'm really bad luck, Class Eighteen scored as soon as I arrived."

Sun Xin slowly lowered his shooting hand.

What does that kid mean by that action?

The score was pulled back to 25:25.

The two stared at the ball overhead, bent their knees at the same time, and jumped synchronously when the ball rose to a point.

"Fortunately 47 also made that shot, the score was finally pulled back a bit."

But what made Chen Yuan angry was that seven against one, at most add a fat guy, seven against two, how could they play like this?

"It takes eight seconds to run the whole court, right?"

This scene made the school team coach a little unbelievable.

Sword Qi sweeps across eighty thousand miles, a sword's light chills fourteen provinces.

"To you."

Turning his head, Li Yuanchen saw Tong Jing catch the ball and shoot instantly without pausing for half a second.

Losing possession of the ball in seventeen seconds, if it was a formal external competition, he would have called a timeout at this time.

Suddenly, a strange English female voice appeared in his ear.

Now, the only one who can share the pressure is Pang Ge, who is guarding the defensive rebound.

"Defense, defense!" Chu Heng shouted to his teammates after Tong Jing got the ball, "Two people double-team Pang Ge to grab the rebound, the remaining girls each guard one, ignore 47!"

Only the last eighty seconds remained in the first quarter of the game.

"Yeah, it's like predicting the next step in advance, it's not an on-the-spot reaction at all."

In other words, he was becoming his motivation...

Since Li Yuanchen didn't say, Chu Heng guessed it was something that would affect friendship between classmates if said. So he didn't ask any more and commented, "Good figure, still an idol type. However, I haven't seen that kid play ball."