In the early morning, the morning sun had just risen from the east, bringing a few hints of cool light onto the basketball court.
This was originally a semi-abandoned basketball court, where usually only old ladies would come to do square dancing or something. However, at this moment, the audience seats were filled with people, and it was crowded.
During the dinner, excited discussions could be heard from time to time.
"Yan Yihuan looks even more handsome in person than on TV! Too bad he's not on stage today. Also, his sister is so pretty, she looks a little familiar..."
"This is the first time I've seen professional basketball players play in a place like this! I'm going to record it on my phone!"
"Who do you think will win today?"
Looking at the increasing number of spectators, those who came later could only stand aside, Yan Yihuan gritted his teeth secretly.
How could he not know Ge Shao's little tricks?
So many people came this morning. It must have been Ge Shao's contribution. I don't know how many groups he had posted it in! I just want to make him lose face in front of everyone!
He couldn't help but look at Yan Zhiyu with a resentful look.
Ge Shao looked confident of victory. He glanced at the bandage on Yan Zhiyu's head and said lazily, "You decide how to compete. Don't accuse me of bullying women and patients."
Yan Zhiyu subconsciously turned around and looked at Yan Yihuan.
"Third brother, what do you think I should choose?"
Yan Yihuan was disheartened and said dryly, "It's all right."
Even if Yan Zhiyu is very strong, what's the point? Although playing basketball requires a certain amount of strength, it is not just about brute force, but also requires a lot of skills.
Although Ge Shao is far inferior to him, he is still a professional basketball player after all.
And Yan Zhiyu has never even touched a basketball...
No matter what or how they compete, Yan Zhiyu is bound to lose.
[Wow! I didn't expect that my brother would have so much confidence in me! He lets me choose whatever I want! ]
Yan Yihuan: “…”
hehe.
You can choose anything, but it makes no difference what you choose.
After thinking for a while with her head tilted, Yan Zhiyu looked at Ge Shao and said, "How about we compete in shooting?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Yihuan's pupils trembled.
How could Yan Zhiyu be so good at choosing? Ge Shao was best at shooting! But the next second, she realized that she couldn't even play basketball, and she collapsed on the chair.
Never mind. What's the difference?
All the same.
At most, it's the difference between losing badly and losing extremely badly.
After a moment of shock, Ge Shao smiled proudly: "You chose this yourself, let's compete in basketball!"
......
Five minutes later, Yan Zhiyu and Ge Shao stood in front of the three-point line.
"The rules of basketball shooting are very simple. Each person has ten chances to shoot. Whoever shoots more wins."
"Ladies first."
Ge Shao gentlemanly made a "please" gesture to Yan Zhiyu.
However, there was contempt and ridicule between his brows and in the corners of his eyes towards her, and it was obvious that he looked down on her.
Yan Zhiyu shook her head.
"No, you go first, I want to observe."
Ge Shao felt more and more that he had a sure win.
After a brief warm-up, he picked up a basketball from the basket.
Knees bent, aim, throw the ball—
After a beautiful parabola, the ball hits the basket.
There was immediate cheers and applause from all around.
Ge Shao couldn't help but reveal a proud expression. He waved to the audience and picked up a basketball.
The second, the third, the fourth...
누In the end, Ge Shao scored ten times out of ten throws with ease.
And in these ten times, seven of them were more difficult hollow baskets.
At the end of the last shot, Ge Shao looked at Yan Zhiyu and Yan Yihuan provocatively and made a thumbs-down gesture.
"Wow, Ge Shao's shooting is really amazing! I think Yan Yihuan's sister is doomed to lose!"
"That's not necessarily true, right? Yan Yihuan is so good. Didn't he crush Ge Shao in last year's competition? Although Yan Yihuan is Yan Yihuan and Yan Yihuan's sister is Yan Yihuan's sister, the brother is so good at basketball, so the sister shouldn't be bad, right?"
"I think Yan Yihuan's sister is skinny and weak, and doesn't look like she can play basketball... And Ge Shaoxian made all ten shots. If Yan Yihuan's sister missed any shot, she would lose. The pressure she faced was very high."
"I think Ge Shaoying has better potential."
The crowd of onlookers were discussing heatedly.
No one noticed that in the back corner of the audience, there was a man sitting in a wheelchair, watching the game.
Hearing the discussions, the man spoke in a cold voice.
"Uncle Wang, do you think Yan Zhiyu will win?"
After picking up the phone and looking at something, Butler Wang said, "According to the information, the daughter of the Yan family has never played basketball in public. It is very likely that she can't play basketball at all. So..."
The rest is self-explanatory.
The man raised his eyes to look at the girl in the center of the field. She had a calm expression and seemed not to be affected by Ge Shao's words at all. The Buddhist beads in his hand were turning intermittently.
"What..."