Lu Yibei pointed to the rather conspicuous little boy weighing over 200 pounds in the audience:
"You can sit over there."
"good."
Ji Qingqian was quite obedient.
She pulled Shen Jingyi by the wrist and left.
Shen Jingyi glanced at the boys next to her brother, who were also wearing basketball uniforms, and thought to herself, "They're really tall."
Her brother is over 1.8 meters tall, which is not short, but he doesn't stand out much among this group of people.
Actually, it wasn't just here; on the other side of the rest area... or rather, on the bench, there was a group of boys also wearing basketball uniforms.
Lu Yibei and his group had white backgrounds, while the other side had black backgrounds.
Among the group of people wearing black basketball uniforms, there was one who stood out from the crowd—even in university teams, it's rare to see someone taller than 1.9 meters, and that person must have been at least 1.95 meters tall.
His shoulders were broad, but appeared somewhat rounded.
Not only Shen Jingyi, but even Lu Yibei noticed him at a glance.
The opposing center... he's so tall.
"But thankfully, even if the sky falls, Wu Dalang will hold it up. Keep it up, big brother who plays inside."
Lu Yibei smiled and spoke to his team's main center and substitute center.
These two inside players are 1.89 meters and 1.9 meters tall, respectively, both of which are considered excellent heights.
However, compared to the person opposite her, she appeared somewhat petite.
It's not just a difference in height, but also in dimension.
The two from Jiangnan University are rather thin.
The two Cs glanced over there and could only manage a wry smile:
"Try your best."
At the same time, they glanced at Cheng Mingli, the former center forward who was dressed in a suit and could only sit in a wheelchair.
"what!"
Cheng Mingli roared, "We haven't even started fighting yet, and you're already belittling your own morale while boosting the enemy's?!"
Xu Changhe, the vice-captain who plays shooting guard, sighed softly:
"If it weren't for Lao Cheng getting his leg broken by the sophomore campus belle, we wouldn't be in this situation—"
"Shut up!"
Cheng Mingli pounded on the armrest of his wheelchair, then Qiao Sinian slapped his head hard.
"Don't pat the wheelchair! I've already said that this wheelchair is already bearing a weight that its age shouldn't be bearing. What if you pat it a couple more times and paralyze it!"
Cheng Mingli hesitated for a moment, finally managing to withdraw his hand, and his loud voice even quieted down a bit:
"Shut up, we agreed not to bring this up..."
The basketball team members, of course, knew the truth. They were just saying that to tease their temporarily disabled captain.
"Yo Cheng Team."
At the same time, a boy walked over from the opposite bench.
He wasn't particularly tall, maybe only around 1.75 meters, but he was very handsome and had his hair tied in a ponytail—but unlike Sun'er's hairstyle, he didn't have a wolf tail, only a clean ponytail.
Cheng Mingli also raised his hand:
"Team Leader He."
The man who was more than 20 centimeters shorter than Cheng Mingli was the captain of the opposing team.
Lu Yibei had inquired about the other side's information from Cheng Mingli and learned that his name was He Lin and that he played the position of PG (point guard).
He Lin looked at Cheng Mingli's calf, which was still wrapped in a cast:
"What a pity, I won't have the chance to fight you."
Cheng Mingli smiled and said, "It was an accident, there's nothing we can do about it."
"If you don't play, even if we win, we won't feel any sense of glory," He Lin said with a smile.
Cheng Mingli paused, then smiled and said, "Let's talk about it after you win."
He Lin's few words not only demonstrated respect for Cheng Mingli but also expressed his own confidence, and in just a few words, he stirred up a heated argument.
In sports competitions, such a tense atmosphere is quite normal.
Lu Yibei didn't think that Captain He had done anything wrong.
"Oh, is this handsome guy the freshman you mentioned before?"
He Lin first looked at Qiu Cifeng: "'Jiangda's Rukawa Kaede'...I think that's his nickname?"
"Very impressive."
Cheng Mingli said with a smile, "Be careful not to be scared by him."
He Lin was more than ten centimeters shorter than Qiu Cifeng, so he had to look up slightly to meet Qiu Cifeng's gaze.
"A freshman? That's great. You'll learn a lot from this competition, and I'm a very generous person, so you don't need to pay me tuition," He Lin said with a faint smile.
Qiu Cifeng didn't speak. He stared at He Lin, and after a while, he realized that this seemed to be trash talk from the other side.
“…I’ll beat you to a pulp,” Qiu Cifeng said.
"Don't cry if you can't do it, after all, I'm pretty good."
He Lin placed his hands beside his face, then bent his middle and index fingers slightly, as if teasing him.
Qiu Cifeng stared intently at He Lin with piercing eyes.
"I'm heading back now. Remember to warm up, everyone."
After greeting everyone, He Lin waved to the students from Jiangda University: "Otherwise, if I get cramps, you'll have another excuse to lose."
After saying that, he jogged back.
Watching his retreating figure, Cheng Mingli rubbed his temples, feeling a bit of a headache.
"He's still making sarcastic remarks as always—but he's not a bad person, so don't take him too seriously."
He was mainly speaking to a few new students.
The freshmen barely got any playing time, except for Qiu Cifeng, who was exceptionally talented.
He kept his eyes fixed on He Lin on the other end, and then repeated:
"I'll beat you to a pulp."
"Winning the game is the most important thing."
Cheng Mingli meant that personal data was secondary, and he looked at Lu Yibei.
Lu Yibei remained silent.
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