??Chapter 108: Chapter 108: Can Basketball Be Played Like This?_1
Chapter 108: Chapter 108: Can Basketball Be Played Like This?_1
Mu Chuyang wasn’t amused anymore, “Speak up, why stop now? Are you intentionally keeping
in suspense?”
“We’re here.” Yan Yirou pointed out the window with her hand.
It was a vast basketball court—
At this mont, in her heart, she couldn’t help feeling relieved. If it weren’t for Jian Manhui reminding her, she almost revealed their secret.
If Mu Yingchen found out that Su Wanxia initially pursued him because they made a bet on him, they would be in deep trouble.
anwhile, Mu Chuyang’s attention was successfully diverted by Yan Yirou, as he stared excitedly at the basketball court not far away.
Ever since he returned to China, he hadn’t touched a basketball, almost forgetting what a basketball even looked like. Thank heavens, today he could finally stretch his muscles to his heart’s content.
Su Wanxia stepped out of the car with high spirits, gazing at the sowhat familiar yet unfamiliar basketball court, feeling a mix of emotions.
In the school grounds, they had many beautiful mories, and this basketball court was the bridge that started his and her story.
“It’s been a long ti since I played basketball,” Su Wanxia said sowhat nostalgically as she looked at the people coming out of the car.
“ too, but I want to play even if I can’t.” Kang Xiaolan made a face, looking pitiful.
“Don’t even bother, we finally co back here together, just take more pictures, and you’ll be the hero,” Mu Feng said, gently putting his arm around her shoulders.
Kang Xiaolan’s frown vanished in an instant, and she happily said, “Yeah, I can take pictures for you guys.” Otherwise, if they played while she just watched, it would feel terrible.
“Mm, Boss Mom, make sure to take a few more of ,” Ji Hua struck a pose, vainly speaking to Kang Xiaolan.
Kang Xiaolan imdiately rolled her eyes at him, “I definitely won’t give you a single shot.”
“Hey, why so stingy?”
“I’m stingy? You—” Before Kang Xiaolan could retort, Mu Feng pulled her into his embrace.
“If he’s stingy, we don’t need to deal with him.” Then he walked with her towards the basketball court.
“Hey? Hey? Feng, make yourself clear—who’s the stingy one?”
Watching Ji Hua chase after them, everyone shook their heads speechlessly and then also headed towards the basketball court.
Mu Chuyang walked while dribbling the ball, occasionally performing so fancy moves—admittedly, he looked quite cool.
“Co on, co on, let’s divide into teams,” Ji Hua shouted loudly.
“How are we splitting?” A few female comrades asked all at once.
“Yeah, bro, how should we split?” Ji Hua turned his gaze to Mu Yingchen.
Mu Yingchen raised his eyebrows and thought for a while.
“Four people a team; you guys decide.”
Excluding Kang Xiaolan, there were exactly four n and four won.
“How about n on one team, won on the other?” Mu Chuyang suggested.
“Then they might as well not play and go ho to sleep instead!”
Although Ji Hua’s words were quite face-losing for Su Wanxia and the others, what he said was true.
As far as Su Wanxia knew, their group’s basketball skills were terrible, the sort that barely hit the basket eight out of ten throws. But, she wondered if after six years anyone had improved, she was still as rookie as ever.
Among the four n, except for Ji Hua being slightly less skilled, Mu Yingchen and Mu Feng were not to be underestimated, and judging by Mu Chuyang’s deanor, he was certainly not bad either.
If they really divided into male and female teams, they might as well do as Ji Hua suggested and go straight ho to sleep.
“Two n, two won, that would be most suitable,” Mu Feng said.
“Right, right, two n, two won,” Ji Hua agreed, nodding like pounding garlic.
“The problem is, how do we split the two n and two won?” Mu Chuyang was clearly perplexed.
“I’m team red,” Ji Hua announced as he moved to one side before pulling Gong Yining to join him, “Xiaoning and I are on the sa team.”
Gong Yining suddenly felt a bit embarrassed as she looked at Su Wanxia and the others.
“I want to play against my big brother,” Mu Chuyang also spoke up, positioning himself beside Ji Hua.
Su Wanxia, Yan Yirou, and Jian Manhui glanced awkwardly at each other, contemplating who would go to the red team.
“Rourou, my basketball skills are really good, co join my team,” Mu Chuyang said as he pulled Yan Yirou into his camp.
Yan Yirou rolled her eyes and replied, “I don’t want to be on your team, and stop calling
Rourou!”
“Chuyang, I’ll join your team!” Su Wanxia declared while moving to stand beside Gong Yining.
“See, Wanxia knows what’s up. Join my team and we’re sure to win!” Mu Chuyang praised Su Wanxia while also not so subtly complinting himself.
“Chuyang, don’t speak too soon. We won’t be going easy on you,” Mu Feng said with a chuckling tone.
“I’ve been looking forward to playing against you guys. Co on, I’m not afraid of you,” Mu Chuyang began to issue his battle cry.
“Yeah, we’ll definitely beat you,” Ji Hua also shouted confidently.
Su Wanxia chuckled softly on the side. Mu Chuyang could be sowhat relied upon, but as for Ji Hua’s basketball skills, well, they were honestly lacking.
She had played basketball with him before, and his skills were just a tiny bit better than hers.
Ji Hua’s face showed a hint of discomfort before he cheekily replied, “Wanxia, you have no idea. In the past few years, my basketball skills have improved by leaps and bounds, they’re a whole eighteen streets ahead of yours now.”
“As if I’d believe that. Brag after you beat your big brother,” Su Wanxia quipped as she brought Mu Yingchen into the conversation.
“Alright, I’ll show you my true skills in a bit,” Ji Hua continued to boast, and for him, this was just a walk in the park.
However, Mu Yingchen felt that Su Wanxia was getting better and better at talking, although he was slightly annoyed that she was on a team with Ji Hua and the others.
“Enough with the chatter, let’s start already. I’m waiting to take photos here,” Kang Xiaolan said discontentedly, cara in hand.
With that, everyone took their positions on their respective teams.
Mu Chuyang, Ji Hua, Gong Yining, Su Wanxia on one team.
Mu Yingchen, Mu Feng, Yan Yirou, Jian Manhui on the other.
Mu Chuyang raised the ball into the air and tossed it forcefully. Instantly, several players sprang into action.
The ga instantly heated up, but instead of the skillful players shining brightly, it beca a show of the novices making a scene.
With the ball in her arms, Su Wanxia ran determinedly toward her team’s basket, with Yan Yirou and Jian Manhui fiercely chasing her down.
anwhile, Ji Hua made strenuous efforts to cover for Su Wanxia, fervently hoping she would score a 2-pointer and fill him with gratitude.
Mu Chuyang was stunned, standing still with his mouth agape in astonishnt.
What exactly was happening? Could soone tell him what was going on? Was this still basketball?
It was indeed his first ti realizing that basketball could be played like this!
He turned to look at Mu Yingchen and Mu Feng on the other side, only to see them relaxed and smiling confidently.
He was beyond perplexed—
“Bro, is this how they usually play?” he asked incredulously, pointing at the group of people playing as if they were kids fighting over a ball.
Mu Yingchen smiled helplessly, “What you see is what it is.”
Mu Chuyang was completely speechless.
Seeing his thunderstruck expression, Mu Feng laughed and said, “Don’t be so shocked; you’ll get used to it.”
He felt as if he was caught in a whirlwind—
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