"Definitely can't get in!"

"How dare you?!"

"Playing in front of Guan Gong..."

"Brother, where is your knife?"

…

"Shua——"

Hollow into the net.

Just when everyone was talking about it, the ball was scored!

In an instant, everyone felt like there was a fishbone stuck in their throats, and they could no longer speak.

The discussion stopped suddenly, and everyone's mouths were opened wide enough to fit an egg in.

Can this be entered too???

The position where Ye Fan was just now was at least two meters away from the three-point line. With such a long distance, it stands to reason that this ball is impossible.

Can……

The ball just went in!

The three girls near the midfield line moved in unison. Covering their mouths——

"In. In?"

"Amazing!"

…

Ye Fan's mouth curved up and he said to himself: "Huh? It seems to feel pretty good."

No complacency, no surprise.

From beginning to end, it was as plain as water.

Zhao Wenhao's hand was frozen in mid-air, only half a meter away from Ye Fan, but this half-meter distance was like a chasm that could not be crossed.

He faced the basketball, looking at the basketball still bouncing on the ground, his face turned slightly blue.

You can get in from such a distance? You must be so lucky!

"It doesn't matter if I give you a goal, I don't believe your luck can always be this good!"

Zhao Wenhao attributed this goal to luck, snorted unhappily, walked to the basket and picked up the ball, "Next, it's my turn to attack!"

"bring it on."

Ye Fan stood at the free throw line and looked lazily at Zhao Wenhao a few meters away, showing no signs of defending.

"Wow, so handsome!"

“So classy.”

"No, I can't stand it. Brother Ye Fan, sister loves you!"

Outside the court, several girls from class two shouted excitedly, with little stars in their eyes.

Zhao Wenhao cursed secretly. "Asshole!"

Damn it, this guy tricked me again!

He took a deep breath, dribbling smoothly, and his speed increased instantly. In the blink of an eye, he broke through Ye Fan's defense and went straight to the basket.

Um……

Well, Ye Fan had no defense at all, because he stood there and didn't move at all, letting Zhao Wenhao run past him.

"Rubbish!"

Zhao Wenhao's face was full of disdain. Looking at the basket that was so close, an idea suddenly appeared in his mind. As soon as this idea appeared, it became out of control.

Just do it!

Two meters away from the basket, Zhao Wenhao jumped high and relied on the inertia of speed to fly towards the basket.
Chapter completed!