I became kun

Chapter 10 Real Technology

Li Song watched for a few minutes beside the basketball court, sighing inwardly.

I have to say that my roommate is indeed a fierce person.

Tall and muscular, he is full of oppressive force once he stands on the basketball court.

But it was precisely because of this that the person who was fighting against Zhou Meng at this moment, or his teammates, were not simple people.

The height is more than 1.8 meters five.

And judging from his slightly dark skin and sharp muscle shape, even if he is not a sports student, he can not be called an athlete, but at least he is at the level of a basketball fan.

Compared with Li Song, an otaku with empty height, the advantage is obvious.

After watching for a few minutes, Li Song didn't intend to continue watching, and stretched out his hand to greet with a smile: "Meng Zi!"

On the field, after a violent three-step layup, Zhou Meng looked back to where the sound came from.

Then, after informing the other youths as before, he trotted to Li Song's side.

Li Song casually threw a bottle of iced Yibao over.

Zhou Meng took it and gulped it down.

Then I was a little dazed.

This scene seems to have happened.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Zhou Meng said, "What are you doing here again?"

"Not going to the library?"

Li Song pouted: "Do you believe it?"

Zhou Meng chuckled and said: "I didn't believe it in the morning, but then again, you are acting weird today."

"I usually don't come to the basketball court when I ask you to, but I ran twice today."

Li Song grinned: "I thought about it, and I'm going to play basketball."

"I was thinking, we are the only two left in our dormitory."

"No matter what, we have to find some common language, right?"

"Besides, it's boring to stay in the dormitory alone, so I might as well come to exercise."

Zhou Meng was taken aback for a moment, and then said in surprise, "Are you kidding me?"

"play basketball?"

Li Song laughed lightly, gestured at the heights of the two and said, "Why not?"

"Anyway, it's 1.8 meters tall, outside the three-point line, it can still swing twice, right?"

"How? Tell me, let me play two rounds?"

Zhou Meng smiled brightly at this moment, without any hesitation, he said, "Okay!"

……

After all, Li Song is his roommate.

That was the brother who had been sleeping for three years.

For Zhou Meng, the brothers can exercise together, which is naturally a dream come true.

Especially, when there are four people in the dormitory, and now there are two people, this friendship is even more precious.

In comparison, this kind of casually formed teammates in the field are naturally not that important.

Zhou Meng still has the right to speak in this area. Soon, he returned to the court and whispered a few words to a slightly shorter young man.

The young man just smiled slightly, then walked towards Li Song and stretched out his palm.

Li Song understood, and stretched out his hands in the same way, high-fived both hands in the air, and the personnel were handed over.

Jogging to the outside of the three-point line, Zhou Meng said at this time: "Well, you haven't played much, so just pass the ball outside the three-point line first."

As he said that, Zhou Meng patted his chest even more, winked and said, "Just watch brother perform."

……

The most common 3V3, half-court basketball game.

Li Song is clear about the rules.

He is not autistic either, and he played basketball in high school.

Outside the three-point line, Li Song held the basketball and patted it lightly.

"Mengzi, can this kid do it?"

"Don't be tortured by us later."

"That's right, haha, we don't really like games without challenges."

Before the ball was served, the three opponents launched an offensive with foul mouths.

Of course, this kind of mouth smell does not contain any malice.

It's mostly a joke.

Faced with such words, Zhou Meng naturally refused to be outdone, and took off his shirt in a hurry, revealing his six-pack abs: "Don't force me, with my brother here, it's not your turn to make trouble. "

After speaking, Zhou Meng twisted his neck with a crackling sound, and then said to Li Song, "A Song, serve the ball, brother give them a big slam dunk."

The other three were noncommittal about this kind of words, and still curled their lips: "Blow."

They are fully confident that they will be able to gain an overwhelming advantage in the next game.

After all, to be able to have fun with Zhou Meng's body type, it goes without saying that the other three are physically fit.

Each of them is five big and three thick, and they often sweat on the basketball court.

As for Li Song, they could tell at a glance that he was definitely not a guy with particularly developed athletic cells.

Even if they have good basketball skills, with their defensive strength, it may be difficult for them to even hit the three-point line.

In basketball, physical fitness is extremely important.

With the idea of ​​having fun, two of the three seemed to be quite lazy in defense.

Just facing Zhou Meng's big tall man, his expression was a little more serious.

Zhou Meng's playing style is really "fierce".

He didn't want to be forced to come over by the opponent in front of the public and make a violent dunk.

Li Song looked very relaxed.

Tapping the basketball lightly, he had a very special feeling.

Even if he is outside the three-point line, if he wants to dunk, he can easily jump up.

But Li Song doesn't plan to do this now, he plans to warm up a little first, anyway, there is no rush.

After passing the ball to Zhou Meng, Li Song simply trotted outside the three-point line as a response.

Holding the ball, Zhou Meng slammed left and right in the inner circle, but he was facing an evenly matched opponent after all. Obviously, the bold words before the game could not be realized.

Even when he barely made a layup, he was taken down abruptly.

After a few rounds, Zhou Meng managed to score a two-pointer under another teammate's pick-and-roll.

Sweating.

But the opponent has already scored several goals in a row at this time.

Li Song was still serving the ball easily, Zhou Meng felt anxious watching.

Finally, Zhou Meng stepped forward at this time, quietly turned his head to Li Song and said, "Ah Song, next time I will play with you."

"This group of comparisons doesn't give face at all."

"Damn it, I have to abuse him back."

"How about you put it aside and rest for a while?"

Zhou Meng's actions made the other three laugh.

"Mengzi, don't you want to slam dunk?"

"Haha."

Li Song's expression froze slightly when he heard the words, and he muttered inwardly.

"Is the paddling too much?"

Looking at the flushed roommate, Li Song thought for a while and said, "Well, let's play a few more balls at the end."

"It's time to show real technology."

Zhou Meng was taken aback: "Real technology?"

Li Song nodded and seemed quite confident: "Yes, otherwise can I watch you being abused?"

With that said, Li Song stuffed the ball into Zhou Meng's hands and said, "Pass the ball to me."

In the words, Li Song ran to the three-point line in two or three steps, and Li Song bowed slightly and stuck one of the opponent's players behind him.

(End of this chapter)