Zui Yang. CS

Chapter 309 - 309 309 Failing to Show Off and Instead


309: Chapter 309: Failing to Show Off and Instead…


(Third Update) 309: Chapter 309: Failing to Show Off and Instead…


(Third Update) “Zhang Fan can play basketball too?”


Weng Shuang asked, holding onto Ye Yanran’s arm.


Ye Yanran rolled her eyes and said, “This guy has beaten Ouyang Feng and the others, what do you think?”


“Ah?


That good?” Weng Shuang exclaimed.


Seeing the color in Weng Shuang’s eyes, Ye Yanran shook her head.


This girl is done for!


“Quick, turn on the TV, quick, Ouyang Feng and their basketball game is starting.”


“Damn, wasn’t it supposed to start in the afternoon?”


“God damn it, I even got the afternoon off, now what?”


“This is Ouyang Feng’s last basketball game; even if I had a knife to my throat, I’d watch it.”


“Exactly, damn it, even if they dock my pay, I’m going to watch it.”


Schools, offices, construction sites, parks—cries of surprise rang out as a bunch of young people hurried toward internet cafes and homes.


“Damn, isn’t that Zhang Fan?”


A group of people in City S watched in stunned silence as Zhang Fan’s figure appeared, their eyes nearly popping out.


When did this guy start playing basketball?


Damn, not sticking to one’s trade, not sticking to one’s trade.


“How can Ouyang Feng dare let Zhang Fan play basketball, can he even play?”


“Idiot, you didn’t know?


Zhang Fan has beaten Ouyang Feng before.”


“Damn, when did that happen?


How did I not know!”


Other cities!


A bunch of people shouted in surprise at the unfamiliar figure of Zhang Fan.


“Who is that guy?


How come I’ve never seen him before?”


“Eh, don’t you know?


In the recent track events, this guy broke four world records.”


“Damn, that’s awesome?”


“Not just that, archery too—this kid’s number one, and in the boxing match, he made Li Yu cry.”


“Damn, that’s awesome?”


“Keep it down, it’s about to start.”


Under the watchful eyes of countless people, the referee, holding the basketball, began to walk towards the center court.


Zhang Fan and his team were red, while Han Xu and his team were blue.


Players from both sides made their way to the center court.


The jump ball was about to start.


“Ouyang Feng, go for it!”


“Yang Xu, go for it!”


“Bro Fan, go for it!”


Cheers thundered through the entire stadium like raging thunder.


“Begin!”


The coach said, holding the ball in one hand and tossing it into the air.


“Jump ball!”


But just then, Ouyang Feng ran towards the blue side.


“Huh?


What’s Ouyang Feng doing?


Isn’t he going for the ball?


Running to the blue side now, what’s he up to?”


The gaze of half the crowd followed Ouyang Feng.


Yang Xu’s team of five were in no way inferior to Ouyang Feng’s team.


Jump balls were highly unpredictable; who could say with absolute certainty that they would get the ball?


And, on the red team was Zhang Fan.


Was that guy sure he wasn’t just there to make up numbers?


However, at that moment, screams erupted from the crowd.


“Damn, has that kid hacked the game?”


Everyone’s eyes were glued to Zhang Fan.


At this moment, Zhang Fan was particularly eye-catching.


Hopping into the air, he towered a good head above Yang Xu.


Shit, he’s got to be cheating, absolutely cheating.


Not only the audience but even Yang Xu and his teammates were practically popping their eyes out.


Damn, since when could you play like that?


Shit!


At that moment, inside Yang Xu and the others’ hearts, a myriad of horses were thundering.


This was some terrifying leaping ability.


But in that instant, Zhang Fan caught the basketball and immediately threw it towards Ouyang Feng.


“Crap, that’s possible too?”


A bunch of people’s eyes bulged, staring at Zhang Fan in disbelief.


You’re already freakishly athletic, and now you can throw the ball too?


My god, and it was a perfect toss to Ouyang Feng?


Yang Xu and his gang were stunned, what was Zhang Fan doing?


Not keeping the ball in his own hands, what the hell was he throwing for?


Dammit, this noob, is he handing out free points?


With that kind of force, it’s definitely going out of bounds.


This is just like giving away a point.


But the moment they looked back, they were dumbfounded.


Seeing Ouyang Feng dribbling the ball towards their basket, their eyes nearly popped out.


What the hell, when did Ouyang Feng get there?


Or did Ouyang Feng never intend to fight for the ball and instead just ran towards their half from the start?


Thinking of Zhang Fan’s terrifying jumping ability, they broke into a cold sweat.


Damn it, that’s not how you play the game, Ouyang Feng, you slimeball!


However, at that moment, Ouyang Feng was incredibly excited.


First score, how should it be done?


A three-pointer, or should it be a showy, awesome dunk?


Soon, Ouyang Feng had an idea.


Dammit, why overthink it, it’s the last game, definitely, play it the coolest way.


Right then, Ouyang Feng threw the ball up, slamming it hard against the backboard, then he leaped, grabbed the ball with his right hand, windmill dunk!


“Boom!”


A loud sound echoed, and everyone in the stands shouted out loud.


Damn, what a badass play!


Off-the-backboard windmill dunk, who else could do that?


“Ouyang Feng, Ouyang Feng!”


Countless screams rang out.


Ouyang Feng landed, turned around, and looked at Zhang Fan with eyes full of gratitude.


The first score, the opening dunk, a windmill — in any other game, it would have been totally impossible.


Who the hell is stupid enough to leave an open defense like that?


Even rookies wouldn’t do that.


“Fall back.”


By the time Ouyang Feng got back to the red team’s half, Han Xu and his team hadn’t recovered yet.


“Thanks.” Ouyang Feng gave Zhang Fan a bear hug.


“Get lost, I’m not gay,” Zhang Fan said as he quickly pushed Ouyang Feng away.


Ouyang Feng couldn’t help but laugh and cry, gay my ass, but in the next moment, everyone got ready for defense.


“Damn it, this kid is really not simple,” Yang Xu cursed angrily.


Being dunked on with style on the first play, if they didn’t make a comeback, they would lose all face.


“Offense.”


Yang Xu bellowed, and immediately, someone from their team dribbled the ball towards the red half.


However, everyone on Ouyang Feng’s side was ready to defend, with the exception of Zhang Fan, who stood there looking dumb.


Seeing Zhang Fan like this, Yang Xu and the others immediately sneered.


So it turns out Zhang Fan isn’t that great of a player after all.


“Pay attention, get into position, don’t let this kid get a rebound,” said Yang Xu, pointing at Zhang Fan.


Ouyang’s team sneered.


Zhang Fan just has scary jumping power?


Can just rebound?


Heh, just you wait and see.


The guy dribbling for the blue team also sneered as he ran towards Zhang Fan and provocatively said, “Try to steal the ball, huh.”


“Heh heh heh!”


Zhong Tianchen and Lin Tao both laughed out loud.


They had been on the receiving end of Zhang Fan’s steals before.


Was this guy nuts, taunting Zhang Fan like that?


Zhang Fan also laughed, looking a bit foolish, but in the next moment, he made his move.


Bending down, reaching out!


The next instant, the ball was in Zhang Fan’s hands.


Immediately, Zhang Fan took off with the ball, running far faster than Ouyang Feng.


His movements, like a shadowy figure, caused Yang Xu and his team to break into a cold sweat.


Crap, was the ball stolen?