Chapter 1 My Range is the Entire Court

My range is the entire court.
But shooting from the entire court is too scary, and six seconds of adjustment time might not be enough.
However, this elegant gentleman's sword is enough to pierce the heart.
"This is too outrageous, how can that go in?"
"And that 'no screen' thing is like he's sure he can make it!"
"Damn it, how are we supposed to play against that?"
The boys in Class 26 were all terrified.
The scariest episode!
When I watched this as a kid, I cried little pearls everywhere!
"Three-pointers, three for three, two-pointers, three for five, free throws, one for one. So that's eight for six, a shooting percentage of seventy-five percent..." After Chu Heng finished calculating, he calculated another statistic, "Total score of 19...that's...a true shooting percentage of 112%."
Of course, considering that tickets are hard to buy, he probably won't drop out of the competition halfway.
What kind of abuse can Chen Yuan inflict on mortals...
Then, several girls in the class gathered around him, offering him water and tissues.
Many people are staring at the two of us, sensing that 'the atmosphere is not right.'
"Get lost." Chu Heng glanced at him and directly refused.
"You played great, keep up the good work."
Bang.
"Yes, let the basketball do the talking."
"Drink slowly, no need to answer, rest well."
"...Just say it, I feel a little uncomfortable with this cliffhanger."
"Speaking of which, it's quite rare for that Jordan to ask Xia Xinyu for water." The Class 17 boys' first impression of Jordan was that he was a bold and greasy pursuer of Xia Xinyu.
Similarly, Sun Xin received the ball from the seven spot, pushed it beyond the three-point line, dribbled past Zeng Langxing, and seeing no one coming to help defend, simply went to the basket and easily scored two points, earning the title of '47 Killer, Southeast Iron-Blooded Hard Man, Sun Xin.'
"What do you think?" Hu Siqi concealed a smile.
At this time, the boys in Class 17 also eagerly started handing out water to the athletes. The superstar Li Youyou received seven or eight bottles, and could only smile and say, "Everyone calm down, let me rest."
Then, Hu Siqi was seen standing there, hands clasped in front of her chest, naturally holding a bottle of mineral water, looking very calm, with a very faint smile.
True shooting percentage reflects a player's scoring efficiency.
"Ah? He has someone already."
No coach needs a wild shooter who relies on sample accumulation to刷 out high scores. Similarly, a large sample size is not enough to prove anything.
"Then...screen for him to shoot three-pointers?" Liu Qiming asked.
I saw him sitting on the bench, a towel over his head, his head lowered. He hadn't said a word since he left the court.
Xu Chen didn't get carried away. After letting everyone gather around him, he first said to the fat brother, "Fat brother, don't waste time, quickly sit down and rest, you've worked hard."
Zhang Hanlin originally wanted to give Xu Chen water, but after seeing everyone else giving water, she hesitated a bit, because her feelings were different. And when Xu Chen walked over and naturally took the water from Zeng Langxing's hand and drank it, she hesitated even more, even feeling defeated.
Before he could react, Xu Chen dodged him from the right, controlled the ball through his legs with one hand, and approached the three-point line relentlessly. Then, before the defending player arrived, he suddenly stopped and jump-shot a three-pointer!
"How agile, I didn't expect you to be so good at basketball."
However, he can actually achieve the things he brags about.
Pretty good.
"You're so handsome, you're the god of basketball, you made me cry."
Good news, the other team has a Zeng Lang.
"What do you mean?" Zeng Langxing didn't understand, and didn't care, "Five-on-five, and that fat brother is going to be exhausted in the fourth quarter, how can we not beat them?"
bi——
Still the familiar Yuan.
Although I shouldn't have any demands on Xu Chen, I can't deny my own selfishness - I want Xu Chen to win, win so that girls like Zeng Lang will stop chasing after me.
"No, I'll just find Tang Jianjie."
Looking at the other person's sincere eyes, Hu Siqi knew he wasn't lying. Zhou Fu also told her today to 'judge' whether he was sincere by seeing if he panicked when he suddenly saw her, and the real expression at that moment could explain everything.
It's even more powerful than saying anything.
Then, they exchanged a look with Zhou Fu. The two understood each other tacitly, giggling like they shared countless unknown secrets, and directly formed a best friend group.
What do you mean 'for Zhou Yu?'
"That seems kind of unnecessary." Xia Xinyu rarely chimed in, but what she said was correct.
Continuously and politely refusing the boys who were reaching out to give her water, Zeng Lang walked to Hu Siqi's front as if walking through a stage with an audience on both sides.
They would slightly modify it: Bro, you're really awesome, you made me wet.
How can a person be so perfect?
Just like that, Zhou Fu left, and Zeng Langxing followed.
In the fourth quarter, with a mental breakdown, they would probably become a one-sided ATM.
Then, only Zeng Lang and Hu Siqi were left.
Zhang Ben Zhiyuan, step forward!
"That just..."
"Haha, bye-bye, Xinyu, bye-bye."
Because Class 17 won the ball in the last quarter, it was Class 18's turn to serve.
He must be feeling frustrated, so he's not harassing me.
As for Zeng Lang...
Then, give him an excellent performance.
"That's right, out of ten shots, they only made four, which is eighteen points for ten shots." Xu Chen analyzed, "If all ten shots were three-pointers, my shooting percentage only needs to reach eighty percent to surpass them by two points."
"Practice makes perfect." Xu Chen replied calmly.
Fat brother gave an ok gesture and sat back down.
The whistle sounded, and the fourth quarter was about to begin.
As if saying, anything is possible, it's up to you.
"But he's not from your Class 17."
He spread his hands, Hanlin'er Zhang.
But now, he can only chuck three-pointers.
The cameraman's lens was also constantly focused on him.
"Take a look." Li Yuanzhen glanced at Jordan and reminded him.
Therefore.
No one can defend against it either.
"That shot, too handsome...amazing." Zhou Fu already had a draft of a comic in her mind. This kind of scene that wouldn't even be dared to be acted out in a TV series, he completed in one go.
This completely cut off all his chances with girls.
Moreover, what's even more terrifying is that every time Chen Yuan scored, he basically faced a double team or even a triple team.
"Okay, let's wait until the final quarter to pull away."
Zeng Lang just nodded and started drinking water to replenish his energy.
Jordan's mentality changed, no longer like before.
And he was sure he would make it, so after the ball went through the net cleanly, he ignited the failing fire of the world again.
That no-screen, ultra-long buzzer-beating three-pointer directly shattered Jordan's self-esteem into pieces, and his so-called pride was trampled underfoot.
That's freaking murderous.
But as stamina declines, reaching 60%...it's difficult.
After Xu Chen turned around, Zeng Langxing suddenly raised his hand, "I see you and them doing that action, although I don't know what it means."
"Okay, it's almost over there too, I'll go over first." Zhou Fu said with a smile, "After all, we're not from Class 17."
After landing, Xu Chen didn't wait for the basketball to go through the net before directly turning around to defend.
The sound of basketball hitting the ground.
Absurd!
Jordan, you think you can stop me?
"Yeah, yeah, rest well." Hu Siqi wanted him to rest and recuperate like that fat brother.
This match attracted nearly half the audience, surrounding the place tightly, with no space to spare.
Then, he ran into Zeng Lang, who was planning to run back to defend him.
And hearing this, Xia Xinyu really did fall into some thought.
"You've become famous, Zeng Lang." Li Youyou also thought that shot was just unbelievably handsome.
I am both the chosen one, and the only one.
Too many little fairies were gathered around Xu Chen, and he could only politely wave his hands, forcibly cutting a path through.