Mr. Bao and his son: Only use Stankang for hair oil

Chapter 32: Pretending to be better on the court

Guo Chun saw that Bao Guowei actually made three consecutive shots. The one just now was a hollow ball. He also saw that Bao Guowei did not rely on luck at all. His shooting skills are really good.

A smile appeared on his face and he clapped vigorously: "Bao Guowei! Well done!"

The people watching around also cheered.

"This brother is so awesome! Can he still throw a hollow ball from such a distance?"

"Already hit three in a row! I was watching from the beginning, and he missed the first shot. Now he has made three shots in a row, each time from such a long distance."

"Maybe the first shot was empty because someone was testing the ball."

Even among the people playing cards in the playground, some people noticed Bao Guowei and started talking about it.

"Wo Cao! Wo Cao! Stop playing cards and look at that man. He made another shot. This time it seems that he didn't even touch the basket and the net didn't move. It's a hollow ball!"

"Really or not? No, show your cards quickly. Why do you always watch others playing cards? No, why do you always watch others play games!"

"Really, I saw it just now. They were all shot from a long distance, at least seven or eight meters away."

"Is it really so evil? You can hit it from such a distance, so let me take a look."

Bao Guowei's shot immediately made him the focus of the playground. Most of the students on the playground paid attention to the shooting master on court No. [-].

This made students who were playing on other courts also notice Bao Guowei's somewhat outrageous shooting.

"Ahem, stop it. Look over there. There is a guy shooting from such a distance. He seems to have hit it several times!"

When Chen Jinhua was picking up the ball, he found that many people were looking at him. He suddenly held his head high, straightened his back and strode to pick up the ball for Bao Guowei. Then he raised his head and threw the ball towards Bao Guowei, as if that He's the same guy who throws hollow balls.

Bao Guowei took the ball and shot again without any hesitation!The basketball flew to the basket accurately according to a trajectory that was almost similar to before.

Although a moderately strong wind blew by, causing the basketball's trajectory to deviate slightly and knocking against the rim, it only bounced once and fell into the frame.

Another hit!

"Awesome! What number is this?"

"This is the fourth one! I was watching from the beginning, and he made four out of five shots! The first shot was empty, and they were all made from such a long distance."

"I testify that it is true!"

"Brother, you have good shooting skills. Do you want to join our Everest team? If you come, we will definitely reach the provincial championships!"

"Fuck you, if you want to join us, you will join our Himalayan team. Can't you see that Guo Chun is standing next to him? Will it be your turn!"

"What, you're not convinced? It wasn't you who were beaten by the Flying Tigers in the last provincial competition? So what if Guo Chun is your captain? It's not like we lost the battle. If his father wasn't so powerful, you wouldn't even be qualified to participate in the competition. !”

"What are you talking about! Insulting the captain is insulting all our players!"

Guo Chun's team members and friends also came to the court, watched Bao Guowei's shooting, and had verbal conflicts with other members of the school team.

"Hey, Guo Chun, is that guy shooting the ball your friend?"

Guo Chunzheng was watching Bao Guowei's pitching attentively. When he heard someone calling him, he looked over and saw that it was Gong Deming and the others, so he walked over.

When the Everest team members saw Guo Chun coming, they just said bad things about him. Knowing that they were wrong, they ran to the other side to watch Bao Guowei shoot.

"That's my deskmate. Didn't you meet me just now? Have you forgotten now?"

"Oh, I remembered, have you asked him to join us? If we have him in the provincial competition, we can easily win." "Don't worry, Gong Deming, he will definitely join our team. By the way, Pang Xier people Woolen cloth?"

"He's busy carrying the girls' luggage right now. He should be here soon. The girls just think he's big and ask him to help with the moving. He's also happy to be bossed around."

While several people were talking, Bao Guowei made two consecutive hollow balls, causing bursts of cheers from the surrounding area.

"Brother! That's awesome! Join our Everest team! Let's go to the provincial competition and make a killing! Then we can reach the national competition!"

"Don't scream over there! When Pangsil comes, I'll do it all for you!"

"Xinlan, this man is quite handsome. He can hit several shots from such a distance."

"This guy's shot is really accurate..."

Bao Guowei had long noticed that he had become the focus of the playground, and this pretense was just right, just what he wanted.

After finishing shooting, Bao Guowei sat down on a small bench next to the court to rest, ignoring the group of people who shouted for him to join the Everest team.

"Brother, are you not going to vote?"

"The vote is so good, why don't we come with two more?"

Some onlookers shouted.

Bao Guowei sat on the chair and shook his head gently.

Seeing Bao Guowei shaking his head, the onlookers dispersed one after another, while a small number of people still stood beside Court No. [-] and watched.

Most of the people left behind were boys who loved playing basketball, and there were a few girls with admiration in their eyes.

Guo Chun and his group of seven or eight people surrounded Bao Guowei and handed him a bottle of water. There was also a student who squeezed Bao Guowei's shoulders from behind.

"Guo Chun, how about my shooting skills?"

Enjoying the shoulder squeeze, Bao Guowei raised his water bottle and drank a few sips of water, knowingly asking questions.

"Two words, Niubi, join our basketball team. We will definitely reach the provincial championships. Then I will treat everyone to, um, Songhe Tower for dinner!"

"I can join, but I usually don't have much time to participate in your training."

After all, they are his deskmates and they will get along with each other for another year in the future. Bao Guowei readily agreed.

"Haha, it's okay. As long as you are willing to join us, we don't practice every day, and your shooting skills are better than ours even if you don't practice. If you practice more, you may be able to compete in national competitions."

Hearing Bao Guowei agreed, everyone in the Himalayas team had smiles on their faces, and the one who squeezed Bao Guowei's shoulders worked harder.

Guo Chun was so happy that he began to imagine leading the basketball team to fight bravely in the provincial competition:
After beating the Flying Tigers to the ground, the crowd cheered, and then it was published in newspapers, reported across the province, and maybe even entered the national competition!

Chen Jinhua picked up the ball and ran over: "Guo Chun, did you just say Songhe Tower? Our team wants to go to Songhe Tower for dinner together? Our Himalayan team hasn't been to Songhe Tower for a long time."

No one paid attention to what Chen Jinhua said or responded to his words, which made him a little embarrassed. He touched his nose with one hand and tightened the hand holding the ball with the other.

"Well, Guo Chun said that if we can reach the provincial competition, we will invite everyone to have dinner at Songhe Tower."

Seeing Chen Jinhua's embarrassment, Bao Guowei replied casually, which made Chen Jinhua very happy.

(End of this chapter)