Hearing Zhou Wen's words, Yao Ling was obviously stunned for a moment.

"How do you want to compete?" Yao Ling asked with a gasp.

"It's up to you. Zhou Wen said lightly, and what was hidden in his words was incomparable confidence.

Yao Ling smiled disdainfully: "Still let me decide, are you sure you want to compete with me?"

"That's right. Zhou Wen said coldly.

Yao Ling was sweating profusely, he wiped the sweat on his forehead handsomely and smiled: "This is a competition for you, don't blame me if you lose." ”

Then, he looked at Xu Jian and said, "Teacher Xu, how about I have a competition with Zhou Wen?"

"What do you want to compare?" Xu Jian wondered.

"Since Zhou Wen can't play basketball, let's just shoot basketball, and the one who scores more wins. Yao Ling said confidently.

The words fell, and there was a sudden noise in the team.

"Someone who can't play should compare his shot to someone who can play?"

"Yao Ling has already given them a lot of face, at least not as good as other projects. ”

"Even if it's better than other projects, Zhao Xianfeng's ones won't!"

A few boys from the art academy commented that in their hearts, the victory was decided at this moment.

I haven't even played basketball, I'm afraid that I can't even hold the ball steadily when shooting, how can I win?

"What can we do? Zhou Wen and Zhao Xianfeng are both students of our major, why don't we go up and help them? In the team, an economics student said.

"Do you want to go up and be embarrassed?" his thoughts were immediately interrupted by the people on the side.

"Zhou Wen and Zhao Xianfeng can't play, if they lose, they will lose, if we go up, if we lose, it will be embarrassing. A boy from the School of Economics on the side said.

"Actually, I don't know how to play, I only raised my hand when everyone raised their hand. A bespectacled boy whispered.

In fact, everyone understands that there are definitely more than two boys who can't play among the boys, Zhao Xianfeng and Zhou Wen, but the others are embarrassed, they all pretend to be able to play and raise their hands.

"Zhou Wen, do you think this competition is okay?" Xu Jian looked at Zhou Wen and asked.

Zhou Wen smiled and said, "Of course it's okay to shoot." ”

Zhao Xianfeng hurriedly grabbed his arm and said, "Boss, I can't shoot, how can you compare to this?"

He was about to cry, and he thought that Zhou Wen would avenge him, and it turned out like this.

than shooting, isn't that a past to give people heads.

Although he is tall, he has only touched the basketball a handful of times when he is so big, and the racket is okay, but if he shoots, he really can't shoot it.

Zhao Xianfeng's words reached everyone's ears, and many students of the art academy burst into laughter, their faces full of sneer.

People want to compete with you, and your partners agree, but you are scared first, which is too cowardly.

Yao Ling said proudly: "Zhou Wen, you see that Zhao Xianfeng is already scared, it's too late for you to regret it now, but the person in charge of this class."

I'll have to do it. ”

"No need, let's set the rules and let's get started. Zhou Wen said indifferently.

"Boss, do you really want to compete?" Zhao Xianfeng looked at him like that, obviously not joking, and asked again.

"Definitely not, if you want people like Yao Ling not to dare to come to trouble again, you have to use your strength to convince them, this is a good opportunity. Zhou Wenzheng said.

Zhao Xianfeng looked anxious: "But I can't shoot at all!"

"Don't worry, I've got you. Zhou Wen said with a smile, very confident.

"Mr. Xu, then please make the rules. Zhou Wen turned his head to look at Xu Jiandao.

Xu Jian pondered for a moment, and he also saw that Yao Ling and Zhou Wen seemed to have a contradiction, and this time they just found an opportunity to vent it.

It is better for students to choose to use shooting to resolve conflicts than to use more violent methods.

It's just that what Xu Jian didn't know was that Yao Ling had failed to use a more violent method, so he turned to the next best thing and used this method to trouble Zhou Wen.

"Zhou Wen and Zhao Xianfeng are in a group, two people, Yao Ling, you also choose one person as your teammate, two against two is fairer. Xu Jian said after groaning.

"You have two teams, and one person from each team can throw ten times, and when combined, the one with the most throws in total wins. Xu Jian described the rules of this competition.

Soon, Yao Ling selected a boy from the team, this boy was in the same class as him, and the relationship seemed to be quite good.

"Liu Jun, the two of us will abuse them today. Yao Ling said proudly.

Liu Jun on the side nodded, and said proudly: "Two people who can't even play basketball, we really bully them compared to them."

"They asked for it, but no one forced them to come. Yao Ling laughed.

Xu Jian also wanted to let these two pairs compete, and he didn't mean to stop them at all.

In fact, the physical education class in the school also has the idea of selecting athletes, if there are really any good seedlings among these four people, it is his Xu Jian's great achievement.

In the team, the remaining students stood outside the three-point line, looking at the few people in the field.

Yao Ling and Liu Jun stood at the three-point line to shoot, and the two of them were the first to shoot.

"Yao Ling, come on!" Ma Rui shouted excitedly.

"Come on, Yao Ling, let these economists see what we can do!" the boys also shouted.

"Yao Ling, come on, give them some color and see if they dare to look down on people!" everyone shouted loudly.

Yao Ling's expression became even more proud, he stood in the shooting position and waved his hand to those around him who watched him shoot.

A student walked in with a cart with spinner wheels.

The car is made of iron pipes, welded together, and surrounded by iron rods to form basketballs.

The basket is full of basketballs, and they are put away one by one

Inside.

Yao Ling reached out and took out a basketball from it, slapped the ball, and said, "Are you ready?" ”

"Alright, let's get started. Xu Jian said coldly.

As Xu Jian spoke, all the people around him retreated, leaving enough space for Yao Ling.

Only Liu Jun was still standing beside him.

Zhou Wen and Zhao Xianfeng also stood on the side outside the three-point line, staring at Yao Ling's movements.

Unlike Zhou Wen's calm appearance, Zhao Xianfeng was very nervous.

Yao Ling played with the basketball in his hand for a while, then opened the five fingers of his right hand, touched the basketball, and held his left hand on the left side of the basketball.

Afterwards he lifted the ball high above his head and showed his eyes to aim for the basket.

Everyone held their breath and waited for Yao Ling to shoot.

Yao Ling aimed at the basket and threw the ball out.

The basketball crossed a parabola in the air and landed on the basket, where it bounced and fell off the basket.

"It's a point!" said the people watching below.

The first ball was thrown, and Yao Ling felt that it felt good.

Then he quickly finished throwing ten balls, and Liu Jun also went up to finish the ten balls quickly.

The two of them scored a total of eleven goals.

Three-point line shooting, 11 out of 20 shots, is already a very good result for these amateur players.

"Zhou Wen, it's your turn. Yao Ling threw the ball and chuckled.

"Lao Zhao, you go first, just vote by feeling, don't be pressured. Zhou Wen said.

Zhao Xianfeng cried and mourned, and walked to the shooting position after taking the basketball.

"Hahaha, you don't even have the right posture to hold the ball, and you want to score goals like this?"

As soon as Zhao Xianfeng held the basketball in his hand, someone mocked below.

He simply gritted his teeth, and threw the basketball directly to the basket with both hands.

As a result, the first ball fell in mid-air without even touching the basket.

"Don't you have any energy in your hands? You can't even touch the basket!"

Hearing everyone's words, Zhao Xianfeng's face was ugly, he picked up a basketball again and threw it out hard, but this time the force was too strong, and the basketball flew directly over the basketball hoop, still not touching the basket.

Zhou Wen stood on the edge of the court, paying attention to Zhao Xianfeng's every move.

After another throw, Zhao Xianfeng still failed to score.

Until the last ten balls were all thrown, Zhao Xianfeng barely scored three goals.

"The head of our class was too good to score three goals, and the shooting posture was too ugly. The girls muttered.

These girls love to watch boys play basketball the most, in fact, most of them watch the second of shooting, and the male hormones burst.

"Zhou Wen, we lost. Zhao Xianfeng said helplessly.

He's done his best.

"What do you lose, and me. Zhou Wen smiled, "You can rest well." ”

After Zhou Wen finished speaking, he stepped forward and took a basketball, but he had not learned, and the posture of holding the basketball was very indecent.

"This kind of person still comes up to shoot, let's learn how to hold the ball first!" one boy scoffed.

But Zhou Wen ignored these people's words, he then felt it, adjusted the posture of holding the ball, and it became standard.

Zhou Wen squinted slightly, aimed at the basket, and shot hard.

With a bang, the basketball slammed into the basket and fell to the ground.

"It looks like that, no, you still can't get in!" Yao Ling said with a smile.

However, Zhou Wen didn't pay attention to him at all, but took another basketball out.

Aim, force, ......

The spinning basketball crossed the air in a graceful parabola and landed in the basket.

In an instant, all the students in the audience were surprised, Zhou Wen's ball just now was so perfect, it almost fell from the center of the basket, and it didn't touch anything on the side.

Xu Jian also nodded, Zhou Wen's investment just now was not bad, but it was just luck.

Yao Ling was a little confused, Zhao Xianfeng waited until the back to start scoring, and Zhou Wen actually scored the second goal.

"It must be luck, it won't be until later. Yao Ling comforted himself.

However, in the next second, Zhou Wen raised the ball again to shoot, and the basketball fell steadily to the center of the basket, without even a trace of vibration.

"The second one!" the crowd exclaimed.

Zhou Wen on the court did not stop at all, and continued to throw out the fourth shot.

The ball landed in the basket again.

(End of chapter) ( Urban God Superman .com )