In a parallel world, China in the autumn of 2013. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Uh-huh, ah......hhh

Fifteen-year-old He Dong was watching the island country film on the bed, and when he saw the men and women in it, his lower body couldn't help but react, and then stretched out his five girls.

"Hmm."

With a low snort, He Dong had a satisfied smile on his face.

"The ball god system binds the host, and the host has been bound to ......"

A slightly stiff sentence suddenly appeared in my head.

"What the hell? Ball God System? ”

Looking around, He Dong thought that someone was playing tricks on him.

He was the only one in the entire dormitory, and the other roommates were in class, looking around, and there was no second person.

"The ball god system has been bound successfully, please instruct the host."

A slightly stiff voice came out of my head again.

Only then did He Dong realize that the voice was coming from his head, and then asked tentatively.

"What do you do?"

"The ball god system can provide the host with all the specific functions related to ball sports."

A response immediately came to mind.

"Ball games? Is basketball OK? ”

"Of course."

Hearing the answer of the ball god system, He Dong immediately became excited.

"Oops!"

I got up from the bed too quickly, and suddenly I touched a bruise on my waist, and the sharp pain came immediately.

Enduring the pain, He Dong immediately got out of bed and changed into a simple T-shirt, he wanted to test whether he was dreaming.

Picking up the already worn out basketball under the bed, He Dong rushed to the basketball court under the dormitory building as fast as he could.

"You said you could provide a special feature about ball games, so can you improve my shooting percentage?"

Standing on the basketball court, He Dong said excitedly.

"Accept the host's request and increase your shooting percentage by 50%."

The system replied quickly.

Although the system said this in his mind, no changes in He Dong's imaginary body had occurred.

"Isn't it common for the protagonist in martial arts novels to have adventures that change in his body? How I feel like nothing is happening. ”

With doubts in his heart, He Dong tentatively shot a basket.

"Bang!"

With a crisp sound of iron, the basketball popped out of the frame.

"Alas, if there is any adventure, someone must be playing tricks on me, how can a 'blacksmith' like me score a goal."

Seeing the countless times he has struck iron since he was a child, He Dong couldn't help but sigh, he is really not the protagonist in the novel, and he will not have any adventures.

Picking up the basketball on the ground, He Dong shot again, he has been striking countless times since he was a child, and there are not many more this time.

"I'm going to ask them later, who is playing tricks on me, hiding so deeply."

But before He Dong could finish thinking about this thought, his eyes widened.

"Huh!" With a bang, the basketball turned out to be hollow into the net.

Looking at this scene incredibly, He Dong couldn't believe that he could actually score.

He Dong's title of "blacksmith" is not called in vain, from childhood to adulthood, only a handful of goals have been scored, long-range shots have always been iron, the easiest to score goals under the basket will pop out of the frame, every time he shoots in the physical education exam, his goals are ten shots and zero, and the physical education teacher has to help him revise his results every time, otherwise he would have failed countless times.

After the basketball hollowed into the net, it bounced on the bracket, and then returned to He Dong's feet.

A little unable to believe his eyes, He Dong's body trembled a little and picked up the basketball and shot again.

"Huh!"

Once again, the basketball hollowed out into the net.

Seeing this scene, He Dong seemed to have found a demon, and began to shoot non-stop, he wanted to see if the ball god system in his mind had really changed himself.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom......"

The sound of striking iron and brushing the net sounded in He Dong's ears, and seeing his performance of dozens of shots, He Dong couldn't help shouting.

"Ah!!!!! Lao Tzu can finally score! ”

He Dong seemed to exude all the dissatisfaction with striking iron in his heart since he was a child, and his voice directly attracted the attention of the teaching director.

"That classmate on the basketball court, running down to play basketball during class, immediately came to my office!"

The voice of the dean of students immediately rang out on the campus radio.

As soon as the words on the radio ended, there was a burst of laughter in the teaching building, and another unlucky guy hit the muzzle of the teaching director.

He Dong, who was still excited just now, was already confused at the moment.

The Dean of Education is an evil in the school, nicknamed "The Devil's Terminator".

Legend has it that when the director first came to the school, the atmosphere in the school was very bad, and many students who had already stepped into the underworld often went to the door of each classroom to block people to collect money, and those who were disobedient were dragged directly to the men's toilet to clean up, and the weakness of the teacher made those students unscrupulous.

Over time, the outside world's evaluation of the school became worse and worse, which attracted the attention of the provincial leaders.

In this case, the head of education, who was still an ordinary male teacher at the time, took over the task of rectifying the school style from the principal, and within a week, no student in the school dared to extort money.

According to the students of the previous class, many students who were very mixed up at that time rushed to the teacher's office to prepare to do it after hearing the news that the teaching director planned to rectify the style of study, but in the end, they were all twisted to the school gate and taken away by the police.

According to them, the dean of education would point points and give a meal directly to the dozens of students who rushed into the office, and then they couldn't move, and could only be obediently taken away by the police.

Thinking of the legend about the teaching director in the school, He Dong couldn't help but panic in his heart, go to the office, you must die, don't go, let the teaching director catch it, then he will die even worse.

He Dong's scalp stiffened, and he came directly to the door of the teaching director's office.

There was a polite knock on the door, and a response came from inside the office.

"Please come in."

As a freshman in high school who has just entered the school for a month, He Dong has never seen the true face of the teaching director, and he doesn't know if the latter really has three heads and six arms.

Pushing the door in, the scene in the office immediately appeared in He Dong's eyes.

The office is small, with only one desk, two sofas, a coffee table, and a bookcase for documents.

There was a computer in front of the desk, on which was playing the Spurs vs. Heat G6 game this summer, and it was the last minute of regular time, Bosh grabbed the frontcourt rebound worth a thousand dollars, immediately passed it to Ray Allen who was standing in the bottom corner, and then the basketball went into the net, and the latter threw the "shot of the century".

In these last few seconds, He Dong and the dean of education were staring intently at the screen, for fear of missing a single detail.

Only then did the dean turn his head to look at He Dong, who couldn't help but sigh in his heart when he saw the true face of the legendary dean.

"So strong! At a glance, you can tell that you can beat ten at a time. ”