Reborn Xueba, you don't really think that studying is difficult, do you?

"You... you are enough... cruel enough..."

"But...but this is not over, wait for me..."

After a long while, Liu Yunfei's eyes were scarlet, and he squeezed out these words from between his teeth.

Really, I was so angry!
Really want to vomit three liters of blood, the kind that falls to the ground.

In the end, a sliver of strength from nowhere forced him to get up from the ground, and then ran away without looking back.

That look.

It's as embarrassing as you want.

At the same time, Lu Heng, Dian Wei, Zhao Qing, and Ma Bangde also hurriedly followed, without saying much, they just walked away.

Fighting geese all day long and being pecked blind by geese, what they are talking about is that they are really ashamed to stay here now.

See this scene.

Fatty Wang and the others were of course extremely happy.

And the next second.

They strode towards Lin Bei again.

"North God, bull beep!"

"Sixteen ultra-long three-pointers in a row, and all of them were hollowed into the net, a neat batch."

"This is no longer luck, not technology, but a miracle. The real miracle is the presence of the ball god!"

"The heifer flies the plane directly, the cow beeps until it flies, yyds, forever god, can be called an idol in life..."

Zhangsan, Lisi and Zhao Dali, the six eyes of the three were shining brightly at this moment, almost melting Lin Bei.

no doubt.

They worship Lin Bei to the extreme.

After all, before the start of the match, they thought that there would be a fierce battle today, because the five players in the first class were really strong.

On his own side, Fatty Wang is the only one who plays well.

But now...

Although Fatty Wang is powerful, Lin Bei hides his secrets even more. He directly [-]vs [-], allowing them to easily lie down and win!
Originally, they were experienced basketball fans.

Although his personal skills are not very good, he is definitely an old fan among old fans when he is chasing (ball) stars.

But now...

The former idols will be lowered by one rank.

The first one is definitely Lin Bei.

at the same time.

Fatty Wang even gave Lin Bei a big bear hug, the kind that would never let go.

"Bei Shen, Brother Bei, my dear brother!"

"Since when did you practice the game so well?"

"At this level, the height is still a bit short, otherwise it would be a pity not to play in the NBA?"

Like Li Si and the others, Fatty Wang also admired Lin Bei to the extreme at this moment. If Lin Bei hadn't pushed him away hard, he would have wished to gnaw on Lin Bei in public.

But even Lin Bei pushed him away.

His eyes were still shining, but he stuck to it, "Brother Bei, my dear brother, with our relationship, I beg you, you must teach me the ultra-long shot just now!"

"It's so handsome, so cool to the extreme."

"It's nearly two meters away from the three-point line. If I can learn it, won't I just spiral into the sky in the future?"

"In a big No. [-] middle school, if you are number one in basketball, then I will be number two, directly suppressing the whole school."

"(((о`о)ノヽ(о`о)))!"

Fatty Wang can already imagine the future scene, he can dunk with one hand from near, and shoot three-pointers from far away.

Combine the two.

Except for Lin Bei.

He is determined to play all three invincible hands.

That was absolutely brilliant.

From then on, he became a sports student, became the captain, became the CEO, married Bai Fumei, and reached the pinnacle of life.

Oh no.

It is impossible to marry Bai Fumei.

After all, he is a man who wants to have three thousand beauties, and it is impossible for him to give up the entire forest for a single tree.

But next second.

Lin Bei shattered his daydream.

"Fatty, it's not impossible for you to learn to shoot. The premise is that you have to improve your grades first."

Fatty Wang was confused: "Why... why??"

"Because of shooting, there are not many shortcuts. Either you are talented or you work hard enough."

"And this effort refers not only to practicing and pitching every day, but also to knowing how to calculate."

"Actually, there is a formula for shooting."

"It's like a sniper shooting a gun in a movie."

"If you want to hit every shot and become a sharpshooter, you need not only talent, but also brain thinking."

"You need to take into account air resistance, gravity, wind and humidity, and then come up with a formula."

"The same goes for this shot."

"Calculate the angle, air resistance, gravity, and relative coordinates clearly, then substitute it into a basketball, and control the muscle force to give it a certain initial velocity."

"Not to say that you are guaranteed to hit 100%, but the hit rate has increased by [-]% to [-]%. It shouldn't be a problem."

Lin Bei shrugged and said calmly.

Heaven and earth conscience.

He wasn't fooling Fatty Wang.

It's a scientific shooting, and the hit rate is indeed greater.

For example, in a certain video on Douyin, one of the cleaners finally became a three-point shooter after measuring the quality of the rebound, rim, court and basketball.

of course.

Lin Bei is much better than that cleaner.

After all, he doesn't need to measure it by hand, but can get everything directly through mental calculation.

This is due to the system's plug-in, but it must not tell Fatty Wang how many of them.

Although he knows that when it comes to studying, the other party will collapse nine times out of ten, but he still wants to work hard.

After all, happiness is meant to be shared.

And learning such a happy thing.

He felt that it was necessary to share a thing or two with Fatty Wang, and even Zhang San Li Si and Zhao Dali.

However, his kindness seemed to be in vain.

As soon as you hear it, you have to learn.

It doesn't matter whether it's Fatty Wang or Zhang San Li Si Zhao Dali, they all have big heads.

"What what?"

"Shooting a basket, you still want to improve your grades?"

"It's really comparable to dancing a big knife in a cemetery. Not only does it scare people to death, but it also trembles during the dog days, making you shudder!"

"Come on, it seems that we will never be able to become ultra-long-range shooters, and we will not be able to hit every shot like Beishen."

"( "ω) listless! "

Fatty Wang and the other four immediately drooped their heads.

No one dared to mention learning to shoot again.

See this scene.

Although Lin Bei hated that iron could not be made into steel, he couldn't do anything about it. After all, he couldn't force others, could he?

"Okay, let's go eat!"

"That fat man, I'll give you the meal card, and bring me a meal to the classroom later, um, add more meal."

Lin Bei took out a meal card from his trouser pocket and handed it to Wang Teng, then strode towards the classroom.

Although it's time to eat, he has no plans to go to the cafeteria, after all time is precious!
A lot has been wasted just now.

Now I have to go back to the classroom to make up for my studies.

only……

Before he took a few steps, he was surrounded by a group of passers-by who had been watching the game.

"Hey, classmate, may I ask which class you are in?"

"It should be the senior, right? You are so handsome!"

"Much more handsome than Meng Qianqiu, the school's No. [-] student, even surpassing all the stars."

"Especially when he played basketball just now, he was even more handsome. I was so...excited!"

"It's so far from the backboard hole, but it hits every time. It's really amazing!"

"May I have your autograph, please?"

"I have a pen, but I don't bring any paper. You can just sign on my shoulder strap... Ahem, just put it on my shoulder!"

"Senior, although I'm a girl, I really like basketball. Can you teach me how to play?"

"I have two balls, I can start anytime!"

"Senior, it's autumn and the weather is going to get cold soon, can I treat you to the first cup of milk tea?"

"Senior, can I chase you?"

"Senior, I'm an art student, and I know how to draw a word!"

"(灬)..."