my sister never called brother

Zhou Han is slowly completing this transformation——

The two were about to arrive in front of the basketball stadium.

"Xiaoyi, help open the door of the basketball court." Zhou Han said in his mind.

"Yes!" Elizabeth responded in a very playful voice.

Fang Yong looked at the closed gate, and just wanted to make a sarcasm to Zhou Han, but the next second, he saw the gate slowly opened, as if welcoming a warrior returning in triumph.

Such electronic products are all under Elizabeth's control. She is a monster who can even control the nuclear system. An electronic gate is simply a small test.

The two walked in swaggeringly from the front, and there was no difference between following their own house, and the green light all the way was unimpeded.

"Why do I feel like sneaking into a secret base, so cool!" Fang Yong looked like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden.

Zhou Han heard a black line, thinking, how cool is your brother-in-law?Just open the door...

"You... how did you do it? The staff in the basketball hall are relatives of your family?" Fang Yong's mind is now full of question marks, which is a bit unbelievable.

"This..." Zhou Han hesitated to speak, thought for a while, and made up a reason to say, "I know... hacking technology..."

"Wow~ It's hypnotism and hacking technology again, it's too powerful..." Fang Yong said in admiration. With his straightforward temperament, he didn't doubt Zhou Han's words at all.

"It's okay..." Zhou Han scratched his face in embarrassment.

"Hey~ It's obviously my credit!" Elizabeth said quietly in Zhou Han's mind.

Zhou Han blushed and couldn't deny that it was all done by Elizabeth.

"But..." Fang Yong suddenly asked curiously, "Brother, you are such a ****...why aren't you famous in school?"

"Tsk! I...cough!" Zhou Han coughed lightly, and said mysteriously——

"Haven't you heard that being low-key is the best way to show off?"

Chapter 96 Slander or Truth

"Huh!?" Fang Yong was stunned, stopped, and said, "Brother, what you said just now has improved a lot..."

Zhou Han walked in front, didn't speak, and looked very cold. In fact, he felt his face was a little hot, and he was quite ashamed of what he said just now.

Seeing Zhou Han ignoring him, Fang Yong was not angry and followed him.

"Actually, I heard about you occasionally when I was in school. Although your reputation is not very good, but..." Fang Yong changed the subject, showing his white teeth, and said with a smile, "I saw you in person today, and I think you are a brother." not bad."

"There is no perfect person in this world. Who doesn't make mistakes? Aren't you the same? You can't even make ordinary free throws." Zhou Han paused for a moment and didn't turn his head.

"Ha...ha..." Fang Yong was a little embarrassed, he laughed dryly, thinking, he is really ruthless when he speaks...

The two came to the gate of the indoor court, which was locked tightly with an iron lock.

"Uh, I even forgot that the basketball hall is not only full of electronic locks..." Fang Yong remembered, a little depressed, now the two of them can't get in at all, he looked at Zhou Han and said, "How about... just today So forget it?"

"What are you panicking about? I can pick the lock." Zhou Han fumbled for something in his schoolbag and walked towards the door.

"You know how to pick locks?!" Fang Yong felt that Zhou Han was becoming more and more mysterious, as if there was nothing he could not do.

Zhou Han groped in his schoolbag for a while, took out a hammer, and lifted it up.

"Hey, hey, hey!!!" Fang Yong was taken aback, he thought Zhou Han would use something more technical, but he didn't expect him to be so violent.

Zhou Han ignored Fang Yong's obstruction and hit it hard with a hammer.

Clang a loud bang!Sparks flew from the hammer and the iron lock, and the chains binding the door fell to the ground.

"This is your lockpicking skill!!! It's too rough!? It doesn't match your cool image just now!" Fang Yong couldn't help complaining, the contrast made him a little confused.

Fang Yong didn't expect Zhou Han to be so decisive, and he didn't hesitate to do things, which left a deep impression on him.

"Tsk!" Zhou Han gasped, frowned, and said, "Keep your voice down, don't provoke the people who patrol at night."

"The sound of your knocking on the lock just now was obviously quite loud..." Fang Yong stood still and muttered to himself.

"Don't be dazed, come in..." Zhou Han waved to Fang Yong.

"Is this an illegal intrusion? It's not good." Fang Yong was a little worried.

"What are you talking about now? I'll take care of it alone." Zhou Han didn't speak loudly, but his eyes were very serious.

Fang Yong was startled, a little unhappy, strode in, and said, "Do I look like someone who would shirk responsibility if something happened?!"

Zhou Han looked at Fang Yong and said nothing.

The two walked into the interior of the basketball arena, surrounded by darkness.

"Xiaoyi, turn on the light." Zhou Han gave Elizabeth an instruction in his mind.

"Got it!" Elizabeth responded.

Bang bang bang, the sound of the switch being turned on continued, all the lights in the indoor basketball hall were turned on, and the bright lights illuminated the basketball court as if it were daytime. The best basketball stadium in Zhongqing City appeared in front of the two of them——

Fifteen-story stepped auditorium, surrounded by large live broadcast screens hanging directly above, green basketball hoops are located at both ends of the court, and the court floor is illuminated by lights, reflecting light.

Fang Yong looked at the place where he had struggled, and was speechless in a daze. It was here that he encountered Waterloo, and it was really emotional to come back here again.

"Did you bring the basketball?" Zhou Han asked.

Fang Yong came back to his senses and said, "Oh! I brought it!"

He opened his basketball backpack and threw the basketball to Zhou Han.

After Zhou Han caught it, he touched it and felt good. It may be due to regular maintenance.

I don't know if he suddenly thought of having fun, Zhou Han stood outside the three-point line and threw a three-pointer - a three-point shot...

"Brother, your game skills don't seem to be very good..." Fang Yong smiled, picked up the basketball, and shot a three-pointer, and the basketball hit the net.

"I... I just don't play often!" Zhou Han curled his lips and said indifferently, thinking, how embarrassing, what kind of big knife is he playing in front of Guan Gong?

"Play with me for a while?" Fang Yong suggested with a smile.

"Forget it, hurry up and deal with your affairs." Zhou Han blurted out without thinking, because he is not a M shaker, he has a tendency to be masochistic.

"Hmm... alright!" Fang Yong stood obediently on the free throw line.

Zhou Han stood opposite him holding a basketball and said, "Close your eyes."

"Why?!" Fang Yong was at a loss, not understanding why he asked himself to close his eyes.

"Hypnosis! Brother! Is there anyone who hypnotizes with their eyes open?" Zhou Han was a little helpless. Although the use of "Deceitful Projection" doesn't need to be so troublesome, in order to conceal the truth, it is still a normal hypnosis procedure.

"Huh!? When I watch a movie, I just snap my fingers to hypnotize others?" Fang Yong said something that gave Zhou Han a headache.

"I'm not skilled enough, can I do it?" Zhou Han said angrily, a little mad.

"Uh... well..." Fang Yong closed his eyes.

Within a few seconds, Zhou Han snapped his fingers and said, "Okay, open your eyes."

"This is the end?!" Fang Yong was a little surprised, but he closed his mouth in the next second, because the things in front of him had changed dramatically——

Many spectators appeared in the auditorium, exactly the same as that day two years ago.

The former teammates behind him were all cheering for him, but Fang Yong couldn't hear their voices, but everyone was lifelike, no different from real people.

The captain of the enemy team looked at Fang Yong contemptuously, with vicious eyes, and even the referee did not change, the same as in memory.

All of this seems to be true, as if time has turned back and Fang Yong has returned to that day full of shame.

Fang Yong couldn't believe that this was an illusion brought about by hypnosis, but it did happen.

Because it is impossible to get the ball without a physical body, Zhou Han projected himself as the referee, and he threw the ball to Fang Yong.

Fang Yong held the basketball and kept silent. He knew that everything in front of him was fake, but the sense of reality in front of him turned into pressure, which was stronger than before.

The encouraging eyes of former teammates and the contempt of the enemy players all resurfaced in Fang Yong's mind, even in front of his own eyes.

He recalled once again the fact that on that day his hands carried everyone's dreams and hard work, and they were finally wiped out by his own mistakes.

Fang Yong felt a basin of cold water pouring down from head to toe, and the poisonous vine full of stress and fear climbed up again, binding his whole body, making it difficult for him to move, eroding his body every second Body.

Even so, Fang Yong threw the basketball, and the outcome can be imagined, but he still didn't make the same progress.

All the projected phantoms disappeared, Zhou Han didn't speak, just looked at Fang Yong quietly, feeling like he was stuck in a swamp, the more he struggled, the deeper he sank, it was hard to extricate himself.

After Fang Yong's series of reactions just now, Zhou Han has already understood why he behaved like this.

Now as long as Fang Yong overcomes the obstacle in his heart, this commission can be completed.

Watching the basketball fall to the ground, Fang Yong scratched his head, and said with a forced smile, "Sure enough, it hasn't changed at all...haha..."

Zhou Han looked at him silently.

"Brother, do it again! I'll try again!" Fang Yong waved his hand and said with a smile.

Zhou Han didn't speak, and didn't intend to talk to Fang Yong.

"What... what's wrong?" Fang Yong felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by Zhou Han. For some reason, this look reminded him of Lin Nianwei, because the two felt a little similar to him for a moment.

"Oh..." Zhou Han sighed, and said seriously, "Forget it, no matter how many times you try now, the result is the same."

"Is...is that so?" Fang Yong looked down at the floor, a little disappointed.

"Are you...feeling guilty towards those junior high school teammates?" Zhou Han asked in an affirmative tone.

"Ah!? Why do you think so?" Fang Yong was a little surprised, and looked up at Zhou Han.

"Because when you looked behind you, your expression was obviously wrong and you were very excited." Zhou Han tried to speak reasonably, so as not to make Fang Yong suspicious, "Isn't behind you where your teammates are standing?"

Fang Yong opened his mouth, wanting to refute something, but the words reached his throat, and he couldn't speak.

Zhou Han picked up the basketball on the ground, looked at him and said, "I don't quite understand what you're feeling guilty about? It's a game, winning or losing is normal."

"You can lose at any time, but you can't lose that game. We bet all our efforts for three years on it, and I..." Fang Yong paused, hesitant to speak, but continued, "And I I buried all the hard work and dreams of all of you with my own hands."

"Really, I also think it's all your fault..." Zhou Han said lightly.

"..." Fang Yong was startled, he thought Zhou Han would say something comforting.

"As the captain, you can't even make the key free throws. You have indeed failed everyone's expectations and trust." Zhou Han walked beyond the three-point line with the basketball and continued. "But... have you ever thought about why everyone always passes the ball to you at critical moments?"

"This...Of course you trust me..." Fang Yong replied hesitantly.

"This is just one of them. Everyone has their own ideas. No one can see these things..." Zhou Han took the basketball, jumped up and shot a three-pointer, but this time he made it.

"Your words..." Fang Yong looked at the basketball that hit the net and said, "What do you mean?"

"I told you, don't be angry..." Zhou Han looked at Fang Yong and said, "What I want to say is, are you sure that your teammates didn't pass the key ball to you to avoid taking responsibility for losing the game? ? That is what everyone often says... throw the pot~"

"What are you talking about?!" Fang Yong picked up Zhou Han's collar and said aggressively, "How dare you slander my former teammates in front of me!?"

"Cough! Are you sure there is no one percent chance of what I said?" Zhou Han felt a little uncomfortable being strangled by his collar.

Fang Yong was a little annoyed, frowned, pushed Zhou Han away, and said loudly——

"I don't know what you've been through, but it's best not to be so black as others think! This world——"

"There are definitely more good people than bad people!"

Chapter 97 Defiant

"Really, that's what you think, you're really upright..." Zhou Han said in the original tone.

"Brother! Different ways don't conspire with each other. This is the end of today's conversation. I don't want to listen to your nonsense anymore." Fang Yong picked up his school uniform jacket and basketball. The look of leaving.

Zhou Han frowned, he didn't expect that Fang Yong's trust in others went deep into his bone marrow, and he couldn't tolerate anyone saying "no".

"Whether I'm talking nonsense, you should know..." Zhou Han looked at Fang Yong's back and said, "Don't tell me, you never thought about this possibility? You just don't know what they really think and don't want to believe it."

"I'm sorry, I don't want to chat with you anymore." Fang Yong stopped and responded lightly.

"You don't want to talk to me, so prove that I'm right?" Zhou Han showed a slap in the face.

"No! Not at all!" Fang Yong frowned, a little annoyed, and looked back at Zhou Han and said, "The outcome of a game is always second, and friendship is the first. Don't put your utilitarianism Bring it in..."

"Hahaha..." Zhou Han laughed out loud after hearing Fang Yong's words.

"What are you laughing at? Did I say something ridiculous?" Zhou Han's unscrupulous laughter made Fang Yong even more annoyed.

"What is friendship first and competition second? Are you joking?" Zhou Han wiped away the tears from his laughter and said, "Although I haven't participated in as many competitions as you, I also know that friendship comes first and competition comes first." The second is just a beautiful sentence. When everyone is on the field, which one of them is not fighting hard. Friendship is just a layer of gorgeous wedding dress under the appearance of fierce competition. It has no effect at all. "

"Tch!" Fang Yong's anger reached a critical point, and he wanted to punch Zhou Han. He never thought that Zhou Han could attack and deny a person so much, and devalue his values ​​to nothing.

"Calm down, I want to know why friendship comes first and competition comes second, is it such a beautiful saying without nutrition?" Zhou Han comforted Fang Yong and asked.

"I don't want to hear your fallacies..." Fang Yong gritted his teeth and said angrily.

"Are you talking heresy, listen to me first..." Zhou Han paused, "The pure purpose of the competition is to decide the outcome, but the outcome of the outcome is completely opposite. The winner stands under the spotlight, Do you think it's fair to accept people's praise and applause; the loser stands in the shadows and goes out in obscurity?"