Fan Reward System

Chapter 37

The last two periods in the afternoon are Chinese lessons.

After class, teacher Ning, the head teacher, arranged a few things in a rambling manner.

Finally, she looked at He Pan and Zhao Xin and said, "The list for the school basketball game has been submitted, but who is the captain has not yet been decided. The school said that after the half-term exam, the list of captains of each class will be submitted. Who is in our class?" It’s up to you to decide if it’s the captain. Discuss with the rest of you in the next few days, and let me know the result.”

After speaking, Teacher Ning picked up the things and left.

Ding Xuqian picked up his schoolbag and shouted to Zhao Xin and He Pan, "Let's go to the basketball court and talk about it."

In addition to Ding Xuqian, Zhao Xin, and He Pan, there are three other people who signed up for this basketball game in Class 3, Grade [-], namely Luan Yong, Wei Fangjun, and Li Chaoyang.

Luan Yong is a fat man, taller than Ding Xuqian, and about the same weight as Ding Xuqian.

In the past two years, his family just caught up with the demolition and acquired three houses, and their living conditions improved a lot.

Luan Yong and Zhao Xin have a very good relationship and usually eat and play together.

Wei Fangjun is 168cm tall and weighs only 50kg.

Although he is short and light in weight, Wei Fangjun loves to play and he can shoot very well.

Wei Fangjun's family is very poor, his father is a security guard, his mother has no job, and takes care of Wei Fangjun's four-year-old younger sister at home.

Li Chaoyang is 173cm tall and loves to watch NBA games. He was pulled over to play basketball last year. He has passion but no skills.

Luan Yong said first: "It goes without saying, the captain must be Zhao Xin!"

Ding Xuqian chuckled: "Why? I think He Pan is more suitable!"

Luan Yong immediately said: "Last year, they were singled out, and in the end it was Zhao Xin who won!"

"Last year was last year, and this year is different!" Ding Xuqian said.

"If you don't accept it, let's compete again!" Luan Yong obviously has more confidence in Zhao Xin.

"Comparison is comparison, no one is afraid of failure." Ding Xuqian said.

Wei Fangjun never expressed his opinion, and he didn't speak at this time, just patted the basketball on the ground.

Li Chaoyang is a master who doesn't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement. He said indifferently: "Let's go, just go and compare. One-on-one, the old rules, six balls determine the winner."

He Pan and Zhao Xin had nothing to say, after all, on the basketball court, it is ultimately up to strength to speak.

Several people came to the basketball court.

There are only two basketball courts in Jiacheng Middle School. It is the end of get out of class time and there are many people playing.

However, with the huge bodies of Ding Xuqian and Luan Yong, within 2 minutes, a group of high school freshmen had to come to a venue.

Of course, no matter how you say it was later, the two still promised to play for only half an hour, and then return the venue to them.

Although seven or eight freshmen in high school complained, they had no choice but to gather around and watch together.

Because it was a temporary idea, He Pan and Zhao Xin didn't change their shorts, they only wore jeans.

After taking off their coats, the two came to the court.

According to the rules, heads-up is to continue to attack with the ball after one person scores a goal.

Therefore, the initial possession of the ball is very important.

Generally speaking, if one side is obviously stronger, then he will let the weaker side attack with the ball first.

However, the two of them will definitely not be so humble now.

Then, only according to the rules, the free throws are decided first.

"Let's compete for three points this time," He Pan said.

"Okay, three-pointers are more meaningful. In a game, a three-pointer is worth one more point." Ding Xuqian didn't know what He Pan's intention was, but he still agreed.

Usually, in halftime games, no one shoots a three-pointer, and even if they do, they usually only count as one, which is of no benefit.

Zhao Xin nodded without objecting.

Compared with shooting, Zhao Xin is no worse than He Pan.

Zhao Xin's strength is dribbling breakthroughs, followed by being physically taller and stronger than He Pan, and he has a clear advantage inside.

Although shooting is not his strong point, He Pan is even worse. Except for hitting the board on both sides, He Pan generally does not shoot.

It's a bit of luck to score three points.

That's fair.

Since it's a gamble on luck, it doesn't matter who comes first.

He Pan picked up the ball, went beyond the three-point line, took a few shots, took a good pose, and threw the ball.

Luan Yong laughed loudly from below: "He Pan, as far as your shooting is concerned, let Zhao Xin be the captain directly."

He Pan chuckled and didn't speak.

No basketball.

Wei Fangjun picked up the ball and threw it to Zhao Xin.

Zhao Xin also came to the top of the arc beyond the three-point line, took a good posture, and shot the ball.

Although it is not standard, it is still much better than He Pan's posture.

Anyway, Zhao Xin's strength is much better, and he usually shoots more than He Pan.

Didn't go in either.

He Pan found the basketball thrown by Wei Fangjun, rearranged his posture, and threw the ball out.

Did not enter.

Zhao Xin did not enter the second time.

……

Finally, after He Pan's sixth shot, the basketball bounced twice on the rim and rolled into it.

During this period of time, He Pan specially practiced three-pointers, and it was still effective.

As soon as the basketball was scored, He Pan said silently: "Three points."

Luan Yong smiled disdainfully from below: "Lucky shit, is this hit rate useful in a game?"

He Pan didn't say a word, took the basketball, went beyond the three-point line at the top of the arc, and said to Zhao Xin: "It's started!"

Zhao Xin nodded.

In a six-goal heads-up, whoever attacks first is very important, but it's not a big deal.

After all, very few people can score six goals in a row.

As long as he gets the ball, Zhao Xin still has the confidence to win.

He Pan threw the ball to Zhao Xin, Zhao Xin took two shots, and then threw the ball back to He Pan.

Singles are generally like this.

He Pan held the ball and glanced at Zhao Xin.

Zhao Xin was two steps away from the three-point line, bent down, opened his hands, and was ready to defend.

He Pan silently said "three points" and threw the ball casually.

He Pan rarely shoots in the middle of the game, and he has never shot a three-pointer. Even if it is a breakthrough, He Pan can only use his right hand to break through and make a layup, and he cannot dribble with his left hand.

So Zhao Xin didn't expect He Pan to shoot a three-pointer at all.

Generally, when high school students are singled out, few people shoot three-pointers.

Seeing He Pan throwing the ball so casually, Luan Yong burst into laughter: "Three-point shot..."

Before he finished speaking, he stopped.

I saw the basketball draw an arc in the air, landed on the basket, bounced twice, and finally rolled into it.

"Bah, shit luck." Luan Yong said loudly from the side: "If you have the guts, try another three-pointer."

Zhao Xin was also taken aback for a moment, but then shrugged, expressing that he didn't care.

Zhao Xin took the basketball thrown by Wei Fangjun and threw it to He Pan.

He Pan glanced at Zhao Xin and said, "It's starting!"

Zhao Xin nodded, still standing in the original position, bent down and took a defensive posture.

Zhao Xin didn't believe that He Pan would still shoot three-pointers.

He Pan took the ball to his chest and threw the ball casually!
The basketball arced again in the air, bounced twice on the rim, and rolled into it again.

Luan Yong opened his mouth wide, he couldn't believe the facts before him.

Zhao Xin was taken aback again.

Luan Yong relieved his boredom, shook his head and said: "Shit luck, it's against the sky!"

Then he said to Zhao Xin: "It's okay, it's a trick, he wants you to step forward to defend, so that he can beat you!"

Zhao Xin nodded and threw the ball to He Pan.

This time, Zhao Xin took half a step forward and got a little closer to He Pan.

He Pan picked up the ball, glanced at Zhao Xin and said, "It's started."

(End of this chapter)