Chapter 292
After He Qi got the soft ball, he put some weight on it. After he had some confidence in his mind, he began to calculate the distance between himself and the basket.

Although she has never played basketball, she used to throw beverage bottles and the like directly into the trash can when playing games in the room.

Because he was too lazy to get up from the blanket and walk over to throw it, He Qi was forced to practice the skill of throwing pots.

Seeing that the boy has not pitched for a long time, the fans are a little anxious.

"Brother Chen doesn't use Fang, we will love you even if you can't vote for any of them."

"You Brother Chen can't do it. At this time, you need to have the courage to be handsome even if you can't make the shot."

"Xu Chen can't throw five balls in one afternoon, can he?"

"It's okay if you don't know how to shoot, just throw it casually. There is no requirement for e-sports coaches to be able to shoot. Why do you have such a big idol burden?"

"Hurry up, I want to see Yunshen shoot."

Maybe their urging words were heard by the people on the stage. He put one hand in his trouser pocket and held the ball in his other hand, and then threw it out carelessly.

The ball fell into the basket with an extremely graceful arc.

The audience fell silent for a moment.

After waiting for about five seconds, the sound gradually came out.

"I'll go, Brother Chen can get in with just a throw, that's awesome."

"Brother Chen is more like throwing garbage than throwing a ball."

"Brother Chen has a good head shot, but this posture... I'm sure he hasn't played basketball before."

"Brother Chen, keep going!"

The host was also very surprised, "One hit is sure to hit, as expected, nothing can trouble Brother Chen."

While the host was discussing with the audience, He Qi had already picked up the second small ball, this time without any extra action or preparation, he threw it out the moment he picked it up.

Then came the third, and the fourth.

Except that the preparation time for the first one was a bit long, the next four did not add up to half a minute.

The movement was so random that it seemed to be...

Litter.

It wasn't until the last ball went into the hoop that she turned to the host with a calm and calm expression, "Can I go back to the team?"

The host didn't know what to say for a while, and replied with a complicated expression: "Please."

"polite."

The host put on a dead fish face upon hearing this.

Brother Chen is too social and he can't stand it.

The task of hosting is too difficult, is it still too late to change the host?
The audience was surprised by Xu Chen's wonderful performance.

"Is Brother Chen so powerful?"

"All five hits, isn't this hit rate too high?"

"I said before that my brother Chen couldn't hit a single shot, it hurts."

"Aren't the last few even using aiming?"

"If Brother Chen didn't hit all five of them, I really thought he was just throwing them around."

"Before 24 o'clock, he killed the whole court, and now he doesn't even miss the pitch. Brother Chen really doesn't give the players behind him a chance to play."

A staff member recorded Xu Chen's scores on the small blackboard.

The "5" was written a little tremblingly, probably because he was frightened by the boy's random casting.

Next up is the elk.

Different from the hand feeling that He Qi has cultivated over the years, he used a very scientific thinking to roughly calculate the strength and angle.

Except for the first one who only hit the frame and didn't go in, the other four were almost fixed in the position where they fell.

Yan Xinran, who was behind him, complained a little nervously: "Why are they all so good, I feel like I've been playing basketball for nothing."

The host hurriedly smiled and comforted her, "These two people were accidents, sister Yan, don't worry, there will be gifts no matter what."

(End of this chapter)

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