Draw cards from the wild card

Chapter 156 Let's Play Ball
(This chapter is an extra episode of Quanmin Assassin, those who are interested subscribe carefully)
Life is sometimes like a basketball game.It has ups and downs, points are scored and points are lost, there is a reunion when building a team, and there must be a sad parting when leaving the team.But it doesn't matter
There are ten banquets in the world, and all ten banquets will eventually come to an end.

But I just hope that after we break up, there will be one day when we can all get together like before. It can be as simple as turning the ball to decide your teammates, or as complicated as if there is a girl, the stadium will instantly turn into an officialdom.

At the beginning, I was at my uncle’s house, and I saw my cousin watching a football game in the living room, and the basketball was just left unused on the vase

Zhang Ye said brother, you just talk but don't practice, talking on paper, it's a fake move, not elegant, let me show you a crotch dribble
So at the age of seven, he stepped on two benches, snatched the basketball from the mouth of the big vase, hugged it with two fat hands, and didn't know what to do.
Cousin said you were kidding me?Your crotch is not as big as a ball
He only grows like this when he is seven years old. When he grows up, he is no more than 1.7 meters tall.
Zhang Ye said it's a pity, cousin, you are still too small after all, although my hips are not high enough, but I have legs and I can jump
So, he learned the movements of NBA stars on TV, combined with his unique seven-year-old understanding, throwing the ball under his crotch and jumping up with both feet at the same time
As a result, while being hit by a basketball for birdie, he also dropped an ass pier
The cousin who happened to be four years old walked into the living room from the door, saw him playing with the ball, and exclaimed in surprise.

"Brother, birdie! Birdie!"

Even if the grown-up Zhang Ye understands what a four-year-old kid has seen, his memory will not be too clear.
But since then, he has never touched a basketball
Since then, if people asked him why he didn't play basketball, he said he was short.

People asked him why he was short, and he said he didn't play basketball

Repeatedly, the theory has no solution
"I said Brother Ye, that's the reason why you don't play basketball? It's too ridiculous, I don't believe it"

One day, Luo Zhan and a group of people were on the indoor basketball court in the studio. They were supposed to be idle, and they had a basketball game, but Zhang Ye used this ridiculous-sounding reason to say that he voluntarily became a cheerleader. Let Wen Ren Ke play for himself

"Luo Zi, if you don't believe me, give the ball to brother, and brother will perform a three-step layup for you."

Luo Zhan said that you are not bad, you even know the three-step layup, which means that you have been exposed to basketball
Zhang Ye took the basketball, dribbled it twice, and jumped vigorously. Accompanied by a beautiful parabola, the ball came out of his hand.

"Brother Ye, I believe it now. The three-point line is under the backboard, you took three steps after holding the ball, and you even threw the ball behind the backboard. That's fine."

Zhang Ye said to keep a low profile, this is a normal performance.If you accidentally overplay, you may still see birdies

Li Xiaoliang was watching the play next to him, clutching his stomach and laughing for a long time, finally he was willing to speak

"I said, Brother Ye, you are too mean! Why don't you usually play basketball more?"

"Because short"

Yu Xiao took the ball and said that you guys are so virtuous. If you really want to go to the battlefield, you have to look at my female general.

Speaking of outside the three-point line, a fadeaway jumper, a perfect parabola

Three non-stick

unfortunately
Luo Zhan laughed and comforted Yu Xiao
"Don't worry, you are standing too far away and don't have enough strength. If you stand a little closer, you might be able to get in. Let me show you the real master."

Of the eight people present, he is the one who plays a lot of basketball and has excellent physical fitness. He dribbles the ball to the basket and jumps up.
This take-off distance!This height and graceful arc!This powerful arm swing!Could it be! ?
Zhang Ye covered his mouth and exclaimed, "Hold the grass, Luo Zi! You are so fierce!"

Everyone thought he was going to slam dunk, but the ball just hit the edge of the basket, bounced out, and hit Luo Zhan's front knuckles hard

Unexpectedly, he twisted his finger under the basket, and the ball flew

It’s like your pole vault. After ten years of training since childhood, the starting posture of the competition is well done, but the pole is broken at the take-off point.

Luo Zhan endured the pain and looked back at Zhang Ye.
"Brother Ye, now I'm about the same as you"

Suddenly, a bald man emerged from the crowd

He holds the ball with one hand and his face is full of joy
"Basketball, my home court! The female player Mu Guiying and the black whirlwind Li Kui are all useless to me. Let Zhuge Liang on the court show you what it means to capture Meng Huo seven times."

Everyone was shocked
I have only heard of people saying that they are Yan people, Lu Fengxian, and Shenxing Taibao. I have never heard anyone say that they are Zhuge Liang. Isn't Zhuge Liang a fucking strategist?
The bald head said, wait a moment and don't be impatient, watch me play against the Confucians today
He walked forward with the ball, inside the three-point line, inside the free throw line, and under the basket!He came to the basket!

One-handed shot, nice hook, trembling backboard

The bald head refused to accept it, picked up the ball and threw it again, this time it was even more ruthless, and didn't even hit a rebound
It can be seen that Zhuge Liang's eyes are dignified. Could this be Wuzhangyuan?

The third ball of his amateur career was thrown from his hand. Everyone saw the ball fly out but did not see it land.
Li Xiaoliang exclaimed, this is the legendary, legendary "disappearing shot!?"

Zhang Ye said that the fart disappeared, it was the ball stuck on the basket, go and get the slippers!
Everyone laughed, saying that this is not Zhuge Liang, but Dayu, who passed the goal three times without entering

Bald and angry, he took off the slippers on his feet, looked for the target and threw it, and the stuck ball fell down in response
"See, I just said that a person always has his place where he shines. Maybe it's on the court, maybe it's under the basket"

Zhang Ye said Zhuge Liang, please save yourself.Zhuge Liang uses his brain, why don't you try it with a basketball on top of your head?
After listening to this guy, he really wanted to try it. Fortunately, someone stopped him in time.
"Wait! Let Miss Ben come!"

Seeing that everyone is a stinky ball basket, playing basketball has nothing to do with the basket, Wenren suddenly doesn't know where the confidence comes from
Wen Renshu next to him said no, sister, the last time you played basketball was in the third grade, you must not be much different from Brother Zhang Ye

Wen Renke waved her hand, "Don't worry, your sister is very talented and smart. She can't be worse than Zhang Ye, not to mention that there is a bald head at the bottom for her. Just bring the ball!"

Zhang Ye said that there is no women's ball here, she said to bring the men's ball, and use the men's ball to prove herself, why should a woman give in to a man?

Well, Zhuge Liang just left here, and Hua Mulan is here again
Li Xiaoliang asked Hua Mulan, have you ever played basketball?You also want to play when you see others playing, don't be ashamed and unable to come to the stage

Hearing people can smile contemptuously

"I've never played basketball, haven't I thrown a wine bottle yet? What's the difference between throwing a basketball and throwing a wine bottle?"

Wenren Shu quietly explained
"When my sister was happy, she liked to throw away the wine bottles on the dinner table. She also liked to throw away the wine bottles when she was unhappy. She threw away the ones she had drunk, and the ones she hadn't finished drinking. She threw away the ones with the caps on, and the ones with the mouth open. She is even more lost, and the ghosts will be sad when they hear about other people's wine tables."

Zhang Ye was startled, and said that this wasn't some wine table ghost, but his trench grenadier! ?

When I was a child, I saw "Drunken Master" performed by Jackie Chan decades ago. On TV, Jackie Chan picked up the wine jar and drank it in one gulp. It can't be your sister, can it?
Wen Renshu said that's not true, you can imagine it in your head, my sister is wearing a Hungarian military uniform, throwing grenades out of the trench, braving the bombardment of the friendly army and the rain of the enemy's fortress bullets, holding a bottle of Feitian Moutai threw it vigorously, and shouted: "Miss, I threw the bottle for no other reason than to be happy for the fuck!"

Everyone heard it strangely, as if the bottle of Feitian Moutai had hit a U.S. warplane in the sky, and the latter fell in response.There is liquid falling, I don't know if it is the fuel tank of the fighter jet that was pierced, or the Feitian Moutai after the cover was opened

Hearing people can see the expressions of everyone, very satisfied

"Seeing is believing once heard a hundred times. Today I will show you Miss Ben's basketball talent"

As soon as she raised her hand back, everyone knew that so many wine bottles were thrown on the wine table and so much Moutai Wuliangye wasted, just for this moment today

The graceful body curves and the unfathomable strong attraction are like the sculpture recorded by the Greek sculptor Myron in 450 BC when he saw the passionate and strong man throwing the discus in the country: The Discus Thrower

Time ticks by, the air seems to freeze

Zhang Ye swallowed his saliva and said, Big Sister, do you want to shoot or not, and if you don’t shoot, can you return the ball to me? I’ll practice three-step layups
Wen Renke blushed, pursed his lips, and still played the role of the "basketball thrower" sculpture
"I've only thrown a wine bottle, never a basketball!? Is it a win if I hit the white box?"

Luo Zhan said no, it was the round frame under the white frame, the one with the net.

"Ah? How did you lose it?"

"What about your basketball talent, Mulan?"

"Then Hua Mulan doesn't know how to play basketball!?"

As soon as this word came out, all the dreamers were awakened
Especially the bald head, he slapped his forehead and shouted, "Yeah, Zhuge Liang can't fucking play ball!? He doesn't work hard, so why should I work hard?"

Luo Zhan raised his arms and shouted, saying that you should throw it out first anyway!What the hell is holding it still! ?
(End of this chapter)