Zhou Mu, who had just finished playing five balls, turned his head and saw the stability of a jersey and shoes.

Looking at An Zhuang's posture standing on the sidelines with his waist crossed, he almost didn't die of laughter.

"Hey! Coach Ann! ”

was standing there watching these people play in a daze, and suddenly turned his head to look at the familiar voice after hearing it.

Zhou Muzheng was sitting on the chair sweaty, holding half a bottle of unfinished energy drink in his hand.

The basketball court was not big, and it didn't take long to walk in front of Zhou Mu.

"I thought you were going to call me singing and drinking, but I didn't expect you to have this hobby."

Seeing that An Wen was there mocking himself as soon as they met, Zhou Mu also said with contempt.

"Cut, who do you look down on? I'm known as Pudong Iverson! ”

"Just you? Hahaha! ”

"Why don't you believe it? I just saw you standing on the sidelines, yo, you know basketball very well, Coach Ann! ”

"Generally speaking, if it wasn't for the visa issue, I would have been a famous NBA coach by now."

"Ah, yes, yes, Coach Naan, why don't we fight?"

Seeing Zhou Mu coming up, he began to provoke, but he was stable but also smart and did not be fooled.

"What's the hurry, wait for me to warm up first, and I'm afraid I haven't touched basketball in almost 6 or 7 years, wait for me to get familiar with it first."

As soon as he heard him say that he hadn't touched basketball for almost 6 or 7 years, Zhou Mu's eyes suddenly lit up.

"No problem, you practice first, I'll wait for you here."

After speaking, he turned around and found a ball for An Wen to practice.

And An Wen didn't be polite to him after receiving the ball, so he picked a half with fewer people to practice.

After An Wen walked to the court, he first slapped the basketball twice, but because he hadn't touched the ball for too long, his movements looked a little stiff.

After getting used to it for a while, he slowly began to try to regain the feeling he had when he played before, so he ran around the court with the ball first.

Just looking at An Wen's slightly stiff movements when he started to shoot the ball, Zhou Mu was still thinking.

"It seems that An Wen can't play, do you want to wait for him to have two balls?"

But when he saw An Wen's more and more smooth running movements, and dribbling behind his back and crotch from time to time, Zhou Mu instantly retracted his previous thoughts.

Bastard, pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, right?

Just when Zhou Mu was shocked and sighed, An Wen also felt that the warm-up was almost over, so he came to the three-point line and tried to shoot towards the basket.

But what he didn't expect was that because he didn't control the strength well, he shot a three-point shot for the first time in so long.

An Wen was slightly embarrassed and quickly ran over to pick up the basketball, and then walked in a little more before throwing.

This time, I touched the basket, but I was directly bounced back by the basket.

And after a few more attempts, he finally admits that his original muscle memory of playing has long been forgotten.

But although the mid-range shot is not very good, he can still make a layup.

After all, the skill of layup is only possible with hands.

And after trying a few times, he felt that his body had moved, and he actually began to try to dunk the basket once.

However, due to not finding a good distance, the first dunk ended in failure, but after continuing to practice a few times, An Wen finally smashed the basketball into the basket in one attempt.

At this time, Zhou Mu, who was watching from the sidelines, was completely dumbfounded.

No way? This person can't be a sports student in high school, right?

But An, who just smashed the ball into the basket, has to sigh that it is really not as good as before.

It turned out that in high school and college, with a height of 183, he could dunk the ball in instead of smashing it even when he didn't warm up.

After a brief practice for a while, An Wen felt almost there, because his breathing had begun to become a little short.

Slowly dribbling in front of Zhou Mu, indicating that the heads-up he said just now was ready to start.

Looking at the stability in front of him, who had begun to sweat, Zhou Mu pretended to be grinning.

"Lao An, you're a little weak, you're tired after only playing for so long?"

After hearing his words, An Wen suddenly spoke.

"What, it scared you just now?"

Unexpectedly, being so provoked by An'an, Zhou Mu actually stood up directly.

"You scared me? Just kidding, see how I beat you up 5:0! ”

After speaking, he snatched the ball in An Wen's hand and came to a blank field.

Just when the two were about to start the "bullfight", the friends who came to play with Zhou Mu before also came over.

"Zhou Mu, are you going to fight 1 v 1 with others?"

Seeing the melon-eating crowd gathered around the court, Zhou Mu began to feel a little weak at this time.

After driving them away a few times and seeing that they couldn't get rid of them, Zhou Mu gave up.

Quasi-head focused on the matter of a heads-up with an an.

To be fair, the two decided who would attack first by guessing the punch.

When he saw that he had won, Zhou Mu laughed, this wave of advantages is in me!

But just as he made his first attack, the smile that had been on his face just now disappeared.

In the face of An Wen, who was taller than himself, and his arms were long, he didn't expect to break through the layup for the first time, and he was directly chased by An Wen from behind.

At this time, the onlookers on the side also began to coax.

"Holy! Zhou Mu, you kid can't do it. ”

Ignoring these coaxing sluts, he gave them a middle finger and turned back to prepare for a defensive attack.

Looking at Zhou Mu who came to him, An Wen also had a serious look.

After a simple disguised dribble, An Wen suddenly accelerated to the left, relying on the advantage of height and leg length, he pulled Zhou Mu behind him in two steps, and then ended the attack with an extremely standard layup.

The onlookers who originally thought it was just rookies pecking each other, couldn't bear to look at it anymore after seeing An Wen's disguised breakthrough and the standard three-step layup.

After all, anyone who knows a little bit about basketball can see that just two simple actions are not something that ordinary basketball enthusiasts can use.

That silky and smooth layup action alone is enough for many people to connect for a while.

Sure enough, although An Wen occasionally had a low shooting percentage because of the sudden attack, Zhou Mu seized the opportunity to score two goals.

However, in the end, An Wen still won the 1 v 1 contest 5:2.

The most surprising thing for the onlookers was that the last ball was safe and ended the game with a dunk.

When they saw An Wen, he first threw the ball directly to the rebound, then jumped quickly after the basketball was ejected to catch the rebounding basketball, and then waved his arm and said that the basketball in his hand was dunked into the basket.

When the onlookers saw the safe ball, they instantly screamed excitedly.

"! Ruthless! ”

"Damn, this person has definitely practiced before, and the practice is not short!"

"Zhou Mu, you are so miserable! I'm going to write a terrible word on your lap! ”

And Zhou Mu was also directly stunned after seeing An Wen's last ball.

This Nima, you said earlier, I want to know that you are so good at basketball, I was kicked in the head by a donkey to fight you.

And the stability of completing this last dunk was also excited at this time.

I had been practicing this trick since I was in high school, but I didn't expect it to be deducted once this time.

Shaking off his fingers that were a little numb from dunking to the basket, he asked breathlessly.

"How... How's that, is it better than that? ”

Zhou Mu, who was struck by the blow, was also depressed at this time.

This bastard, even if he is so tall and handsome, how can he play so well! Is there any heavenly reason!

sighed helplessly, and as soon as he looked up, he saw An Wen who was sitting on the basketball and panting loudly.

Seeing that his whole body was soaked with sweat, and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat the size of beans, Zhou Mu finally found the only place where he had won.

"Lao An, although your skills can't compare to you, your physical fitness is too poor."

At this time, he was tired and couldn't be stable, and he looked up at Zhou Mu with difficulty, but found that in addition to sweating more, his breathing was also a lot more cramped than before.

But he wasn't as tired as a dog like him.

"I... It's true... It's been too long since I played. ”

After taking the mineral water handed over by the others, he said thank you calmly, and then poured half a bottle with his head up.

After resting for a while, I felt a lot better.

"Since graduating from college, I haven't touched basketball before, especially in the last two years, so I don't get tired."

After speaking, he picked up the mineral water in his hand and poured it wildly.

Zhou Mu also laughed wildly after seeing An Wen's appearance.

"Void! It's too empty! Lao An, I didn't expect you to be like this, why don't you wait for me to come home and send you some deer antler deer blood wine specially soaked by my father? ”

An An, who had gradually recovered, suddenly thought of something, turned his head to look at Zhou Mu and asked.

"But then again, why did you kid come to play basketball today and be kicked out by your aunt?"

"Poof!!"

The water that he had just drunk into his mouth was instantly squirted out by Zhou Mu, and then he looked at him with a surprised face.

"How do you know? Did you go to my house? ”

Unexpectedly, An Wen shook his head after listening to his words.

"Guess, do you believe it?"

"I don't believe it!"

Seeing Zhou Mu's look of disbelief, An Wen also pretended to be mysterious.

"If you don't believe it, forget it."

Then he turned his head to drink water and ignored Zhou Mu.

Just when the two were about to rest, it was time for the basketball hall to close.

The two of them rinsed briefly in the bathroom and left the basketball hall.

Originally, Zhou Mu still wanted to pull An Wen to continue to be high, but just after playing basketball, An Wen only felt sore all over, and just wanted to go back quickly.

Seeing that An Wen was indeed a little tired, Zhou Mu was not reluctant, but just as he turned around to leave, An Wen stopped him.

After listening to what An Wen told him, he suddenly entered the problem of sage mode.

Zhou Mu didn't even think about it and gave the answer directly.

"Hehe, you're idle, you're like me, flirting with my sister every day, drinking, playing ball, driving, and finding a girl to go out for a trip from time to time, how can you have time to be in a daze."

Before leaving, Zhou Mu patted An Stable shoulder again.

"Lao An, the money is endless, do you remember the lines of that sketch?"

"Which one?"

"Do you know what the most painful thing in life is? People die, and the money is not spent. ”

"Don't be so Buddhist, life is short, be happy in time!"

After speaking, he drove his red Ferrari supercar and drove towards the place where he had made an appointment with his sister.

And looking at the place where Zhou Mu left, An Wen also looked at it for a while, and it was not until the basketball pipe locked the outside door that An Wen came back to his senses.

"It's coming!"

Then he activated Jesko under him and drove all the way home.