Goddaughter CEO fishes for Qin Xun and Xia Ning

The basketball hall has been cleared, leaving only Qin Xun, Xia Ning, and Xia Shujie.

They have changed into jerseys, and even temporary referee Xia Ning has changed into loose jerseys.

Qin Xun and Xia Shujie were facing each other, and neither of them spoke.

The atmosphere was tense.

After a while, Qin stared so hard that he turned to look at Xia Ning.

I saw Xia Ning holding a basketball in both hands, like a basketball girl from an anime, a bit like Haruko Akagi.

However, her expression was a bit cooler, somewhat like Rukawa Kaede.

Qin Xun saw that Xia Ning's expression was a little awkward when he was staring at him, and smiled. He had already planned to play cospaly tonight and let the basketball girl have an island massage.

Just when Qin Xun was thinking wildly, he suddenly heard Xia Shujie's furious voice.

"Qin Xun, are you here to practice ball with me or are you here to seduce my daughter?"

Qin Xun turned his head, looked at Xia Shujie, whose face was ashen, and smiled.

“Pooping everywhere to feed wild dogs—easy stuff.”

Xia Shujie was so angry that his teeth itched when he heard this nondescript remark.

Xia Ning was also stunned. Did he say that I was a dog or that my father was a dog?

Has he always been this...brave?

Xia Shujie's face was ashen, he stared at Qin Xun and said.

"Qin Xun, can you play ball?"

Seeing Qin Xun smile slightly, he replied.

"I have practiced basketball for two and a half years."

Xia Shujie said "Oh" disdainfully and smiled.

"Two and a half years, then you are considered half an expert?"

"So, you can be considered a respectable opponent?"

Although he said this, Xia Shujie didn't think highly of Qin Xun in his heart.

After all, boxing is punching, and hitting is hitting.

People who are good at boxing may not necessarily be good at playing.

Although Qin Xun claimed to have practiced for two and a half years, Xia Shujie himself started practicing in elementary school and continued until he graduated from college.

He once saw someone on the Internet saying that sports students are handsome, and accompanied by a picture of a basketball boy.

But he clearly knows how much it costs to receive systematic basketball training from an early age.

It’s not that people who practice sports are handsome, but money makes people handsome.

Are those shirtless people doing sprints on the playground pulling tires cool?

Are those guys who hit the shot put on the lawn cool?

He knew that Qin Xun's family had special difficulties before, and the most he could do was receive training from school team teachers, and most of those teachers were average.

You know, basketball and football have almost become games for the rich in Dragon Country.

It's sad, but it's true.

……

Qin Xun smiled slightly when he heard Xia Shujie's words.

"Respectable opponents don't dare to talk about it, so it's just so-so!"

Suddenly, he saw Xia Shujie reach out and take the basketball from Xia Ning's hand with one hand. He turned his palm over and held the basketball with one hand and stretched it out in front of his eyes.

Qin Xun frowned slightly, feeling offended.

Xia Shujie said with a smile.

"Qin Xun, I used to be a professional. I hope you can let me have a good time today."

When Qin Xun saw Xia Shujie giving him a blow, he relaxed his brows and smiled lightly.

"That's it?"

"Is it cool?"

“It’s okay for dogs to be on dogs!”

As he spoke, he stretched out his right hand to hold the bottom of the basketball. He felt Xia Shujie let go of his hand, grabbed the basketball with all his strength, and slowly turned it over...

Xia Shujie stared at Qin Xun's hand intently, his heart pounding.

His palms are large and his fingers are long.

However, the angle of holding it and the way of exerting force are obviously wrong, and it should be impossible to grasp it.

But why is there a kind of confidence in his eyes that looks down on the world?

Could it be possible to achieve miracles with great force?

Xia Shujie stared at Qin Xun's palm, watching him turn it over, and then... the basketball fell from his hand and fell to the ground.

It bounced up and down, making a crashing sound.

"bump!"

"bump!"

"bump!"

One after another, like the taunting of wild dogs.

Qin Xun stared blankly at the basketball bouncing on the ground with some disbelief. He looked up at Xia Shujie and found that he was obviously relieved and had a slightly sarcastic look on his face.

He turned to look at Xia Ning, only to find that she immediately turned her head away from him.

Xia Ning seemed to be pretending not to see that she had failed in her pretense just now, so how much face could she save for herself?

Qin Xun was startled, and raised his right hand to his eyes to observe carefully, feeling a little confused.

what happened?

Am I not a sports demon?

Don’t you know the entry-level show-off skill of catching a ball with one hand?

Something went wrong with the system?

But I remember that I played really hard in the system space!

It’s really like a god descending to earth!

Worri?

He's great at scoring goals, but isn't he great at playing tricks?

suddenly.

Qin Xun heard Xia Shujie's slightly mocking voice.

"It's true that dogs on dogs can do it, but some people can't."

He looked up at Xia Shujie, smiled softly, bent down, looked at the basketball on the ground, and suddenly grabbed the basketball with his five fingers.

Only a muffled "bang" sound was heard.

Basketball explodes!

Deflated!

Qin Xun slowly straightened up, clasped the deflated basketball leather with his palms down, shook it, and said with a smile.

"Is it difficult to catch the ball with one hand?"

“It’s okay for dogs to be on dogs!”

After speaking, he waved his hand.

The basketball leather was thrown to the ground with a "snap".

Xia Shujie's pupils were shaking, his scalp was numb, his Tianling Gai was numb, and his soul was trembling.

This...this...this?

Didn't he learn Bajiquan?

Isn’t the trump card the iron mountain?

What does this claw mean now?

The black tiger takes out the heart, the dragon grabs the hand?

Or is it just sheer strength?

Won't his finger break?

Do I have to arrange ten bodyguards to protect me even when I play basketball?

Ten is not enough, thirty is required!

Xia Ning was also stunned, her lips moved slightly, but she couldn't say anything.

Were my breasts so close to being destroyed before?

He won't be messy when doing shameful things in the future, right?

Sigh...what was I thinking?

I'm so dirty!

They were all killed by Qin Xun!

Xia Ning shook his head to get rid of the messy thoughts in his mind. He walked forward and took Qin Xun's hand to look at it. He blew it gently and asked softly.

"Are you OK?"

Xia Shujie saw this and felt a fire in his heart.

The female student is not in the middle, her elbows are turned outward.

unacceptable!

Qin Xun, the beast, was clearly trying to intimidate me in front of the station. Instead of caring about whether I was scared, Ning Ning cared about whether Qin Xun's hand was injured?

It’s really contrary to Tiangang!

Xia Shujie had a sullen face, raised his finger and pointed at Qin Xun, saying.

"Qin Xun, you seem to be quite capable, so let's have a showdown between men today."

"Just bet 10 balls and have a father-son game."

"do you dare?"

When Qin Xun heard this, he grinned.

"Very good, it seems you are no longer satisfied with being my little brother."

"10 balls is 10 balls."

"Whoever loses calls the other person's daddy."

“Cash it on the spot!”