The hero who crossed the line of fire has a dream

Chapter 913 Despicable!

"It's fine for the captain to bully those of us who can't play basketball. I didn't expect to bully those of us who can't play basketball against the team members." Wang Yue smiled and said: "It depends on a school. It's just a joke, if it wasn't for a school, I would definitely understand that you are really bullying us."

As soon as these words came out, everyone who had been confused before immediately woke up.

They wouldn't be so naive as to think it was a friendly match, because anyone would guess that it's a way to solve the problem, that winning is about saving face, though it doesn't matter.

Yan Hong faced off against Wang Yue in the field that he was best at and Wang Yue was not good at. He was a bully, and even asked the whole team to play. No wonder Wang Yue was upset, even they were extremely upset.

The physical education teacher also understood that he was indeed a little negligent. The basketball team led by Yan Hong is an exchange team of the provincial champion school. I don’t know how many famous coaches he has received. If he just played against Wang Yue like this, it would be too bullying. up.

"I thought you, Wang Yue, would not care about these things."

"I didn't expect you, Yan Hong, to be so despicable."

Yan Hong really wanted to yell that if he didn't play, he would go away, but in this way, he would waste all his previous efforts. Wang Yue, who didn't know basketball, quit. A deceptive reputation.

"What do you want?" Yan Hong frowned and asked.

"One-on-one." Wang Yue said lightly.

Yan Hong thought that Wang Yue would let them fight 4 vs 5, 3 vs 5, and so on, but he didn't expect it to be 1 vs 1 heads-up, which is the same as 5 vs 5 heads-up, but it is smaller at the same time. That's all.

"Okay, let's fight one-on-one!" Yan Hong said impatiently: "Let's start."

Wang Yue asked wonderingly: "Don't you need to talk about the rules of the game?"

Yan Hong said: "Just follow the normal rules."

"You win, I lose."

After Wang Yue said this, he turned around and left.

"What do you want?" Yan Hong hurriedly shouted: "Don't beat around the bush, just say it."

"It's very simple, 1-on-1 heads-up is true, but instead of playing the regular game, play a shooting game, split the distance of the three-point line into one-point line, two-point line, and can also increase it to four-point line and five-point line. "Wang Yue said: "There are ten shots from the one-point line, and one shot from the ten-point line. One person takes one round. Whoever misses the header first within the opportunity he has will lose."

Zhang Kuai and others nodded secretly. This is a good way. With Wang Yue's basketball skills, it is estimated that Yan Hong's dribbling skills will confuse the points.

Nowadays, Wang Yue still has some chances of winning simply by competing in shooting. Although it is still slim, compared with the previous method of competition, the chance of winning is several times greater.

"Just follow this method!"

"Yes, Wang Yue is not good at basketball. Yan Hong, you are the captain of the basketball team, so you can't bully people too much!"

"Yan Hong, if you think it's wrong, you can compare it to the battle of crossing the line of fire and killing 40 enemies. We are collectively willing to let Wang Yue let you kill 20 people!"

Although there were many supporters of Yan Hong in the crowd, there were also supporters of Wang Yue, who shouted out of displeasure with Yan Hong's bullying behavior.

It is impossible for Yan Hong to compete with Wang Yue. He also often plays Cross Fire. He also saw Wang Yue's game video. There must be a chance of winning, after all, Wang Yue is a bit too monstrous in crossing the line of fire.

And Yan Hong also saw that, although he can make the right decision in the field he is good at, he can get small bargains, but he can't get half a cent of big bargains from Wang Yue.

Of course, Yan Hong can reject Wang Yue's self-made game rules, but the result will be to give up this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to score in his field of expertise.

Isn't it just shooting? He didn't believe that Wang Yue, who rarely touched basketball, would be better than the captain of his impressive basketball team.

Yan Hong immediately gritted his teeth and shouted: "Okay, I will follow what you said."

In the past, when troubles came to Wang Yue, the person who caused the troubles had to gamble with Wang Yue, but Yan Hong didn't do that, it wasn't that he didn't do it, but he had already done it.

Based on the huge crowd of onlookers around, it is self-evident that whoever loses will lose face, and that is the cruelest punishment.

"I'll come first." Yan Hong patted the basketball, which made a dull sound when it hit the ground, split the distance from the three-point line, and stopped at the almost one-point line.

Without the slightest hesitation, Yan Hong threw a ball and went into the basket hollowly.

With such a close position, it is extremely easy for Yan Hong to shoot in the air. Although there are ten shots, Yan Hong obviously does not need to waste one.

The physical education teacher handed Wang Yue a basketball. Compared with Yan Hong who patted the basketball rhythmically and walked to the distance from the one-point line set by himself, Wang Yue held the basketball in both hands and walked over awkwardly.

Xuanxuan worriedly asked: "Is Wang Yue okay?"

Song Wennuan said solemnly: "It's hard to say. Although Wang Yue played basketball with us a few times occasionally, he was always blocked or copied the ball. He rarely had a chance to shoot and made a basket."

"Well, my brother-in-law is definitely fine." Just as Jian Xi finished speaking with great confidence, there was a sound of a basketball hitting the backboard.

Jian Xi said frantically: "Brother-in-law, aren't you, you can't even make a shot so close."

The onlookers didn't expect Wang Yue to be so weak, he was almost standing under the basket, but he shot the ball on the backboard, not to mention hitting the basket, and there was even a certain distance from the basket.

Yan Hong pursed the corners of his lips triumphantly, as expected, although Wang Yue was a monster in the field of crossing the line of fire, he was obviously pitifully weak in the field of basketball.

Fortunately, he had hesitated because of Wang Yue's shooting proposal before, so it turned out that he was not just worrying.

It's not that Yan Hong became arrogant after seeing Wang Yue's failed shot, but he judged it from Wang Yue's shooting technique and shooting posture. It can only be said that neither of these two aspects of Wang Yue has reached the standard. Can't even pass the mark.

Yan Hong glanced around, and sure enough, although the voices of large-scale support for Wang Yue still remained, they were obviously quieter than before Wang Yue shot the ball, and the distance was completely silent, which was just a problem.

This is the same reason that if a bucket is broken, the water in it will stay clean sooner or later.

Wang Yue made another shot, and the basketball hit the backboard again.

Three shots, hit the rebound.

Four shots, hit the rebound.

Five shots and no rebounds.

Six shots and a rebound.

Seven shots, hit the basket.

Eight shots and a rebound.

Nine shots went off the backboard.

Seeing this, almost everyone couldn't stand it anymore. To be precise, some people couldn't stand it anymore.

(End of this chapter)