Basketball club and sports club are the two most popular clubs in Nanling College, and everyone is trying to squeeze in.
Even Zhang Ziqiang, who is the vice president of the literary society, is envious of the people in these two major societies.
Du Wenbin shook his head and sneered: "You are thinking too much!"
"The coach asked him to come on as a substitute at this time, probably because he was planning to let him take the blame. After all, this is the home court of our Nanling College, and now we are led by the School of Finance and Economics. If we don't find a scapegoat, we won't be able to justify it in terms of face."
Zhang Ziqiang was stunned and said happily: "So Qin Fan is here to take the blame! Haha, I guess this silly boy is secretly having fun now!"
Xia Lily, who had just returned to her seat and was still cursing Qin Fan for never being able to find a girlfriend, suddenly saw Qin Fan on the court and her eyes widened.
"Why is it that country bumpkin!"
"Can he play? Why did he get allowed to play!"
"Is there no one in the basketball club, or is the coach blind? Humph, I'm so angry!"
A licking dog next to him advised: "Okay Lily, don't be angry. If he goes up at this time, he is simply going to embarrass himself!"
"The School of Finance and Economics already has a big lead, and all the substitute players from the basketball club are injured. The loss in the last quarter will definitely be even more ugly."
"The coach may not have any good intentions when he lets that kid come up at this time!"
Lily Xia suddenly said with joy: "Is that so? Then I understand, huh, I'm just waiting to see this kid be disgraced and thrown into grandma's house!"
In the middle row of the auditorium, Qiu Lingshan and Zhou Shuangshuang also saw Qin Fan.
"Hey, why is Qin Fan playing? Can he play basketball? Don't drag Hai Qing down!" Qiu Lingshan was a little worried.
Zhang Meng also said: "Yes, we are already many points behind. If Qin Fan is not good enough, the score will definitely be even bigger by then!"
"Well, I guess Hai Qing wants to give him a hand and let him show his face in front of the basketball club members so that he can join the basketball club in the future, so that those in the literature club won't dare to bully him."
"That's definitely the case. Your Haiqing is so loyal!"
When Zhou Shuangshuang next to him heard this, he couldn't help but curl his lips: Help Qin Fan? Huh, I'm afraid Qin Fan agreed to play just because of Zhao Haiqing's face!
With Qin Fan's superhuman strength, how could this little basketball game catch his eye?
In Zhou Shuangshuang's mind, the image of Qin Fan killing Jester couldn't help but reappear, that figure from the back like a god and demon.
Song Shuhao and Xu Ziling returned to their seats. Song Shuhao was a little worried: "Can Old Qin do it? I've never seen him play before!"
Xu Ziling sighed: "We are already on the field, so there is no point in worrying. I just hope that the loss will not be too ugly."
With the referee's whistle, the last quarter of the game officially began.
Defender Zhao Haiqing controlled the ball, and a player from the School of Finance and Economics immediately came to defend. They were using man-to-man tactics.
Zhao Haiqing's dribbling skills are very good. He made a fake move, followed by a beautiful turn to pass, and then accelerated, and he had already carried the ball across the half court.
The basketball club's offensive formation has been set up, with Qin Fan playing the small forward position.
But when Zhao Haiqing looked for his location, he discovered that Qin Fan was still behind him.
"Hey, Lao Qin, what are you doing, running around!" Zhao Haiqing shouted.
Qin Fan said lazily: "Why are you running? Give me the ball and just shoot it."
"Ha ha……"
There was a burst of laughter from the opposing players. Qin Fan was standing outside the three-point line. His shooting rate from this distance was very low.
Anyone who knows how to play basketball will basically not speak such layman language.
Several team members from Nanling College looked ugly.
"Is this kid here to be funny? The coach shouldn't let him play!"
Even Zhao Haiqing wanted to cover his face and distance himself from Qin Fan. However, thinking that Qin Fan came on stage to take the blame for them, Zhao Haiqing felt a little guilty.
"Old Qin, I'll give you the ball, but don't mess around!"
Pass the ball to him and let him perform. This can be regarded as compensation for Qin Fan!
Unexpectedly, Qin Fan just received the ball and threw it with one hand without even looking at it.
"..."
"Nima, what is he doing?"
"Looks like he threw the ball away!"
"No, he's pitching!"
"What a liar, you don't need to look at whoever is pitching!"
The members of the School of Finance and Economics were confused, and they were even more certain that Qin Fan was an amateur.
Zhao Haiqing slapped his thigh: "Hey, why is this old Qin disobedient?"
There was also a commotion in the audience.
Lily Xia's body trembled with laughter: "Haha, look, that country bumpkin actually threw the ball right away!"
"He doesn't know how to play basketball at all. This idiot is just here to embarrass himself!"
Even the coach who asked Qin Fan to take the blame would look ugly now.
"Why is this kid so expressive? If I had known someone else would be here, if word got out, I wouldn't even be able to show off my old face!"
The basketball draws a beautiful parabola in the air.
A swish sound, a precise hit.
The whole place suddenly fell silent!
It's like time is frozen and you can hear the needle drop.
"In...in?"
Song Shuhao closed his open mouth with force and asked in disbelief.
Xu Ziling also took a breath and replied affirmatively: "It's in, a perfect goal!"
Then, the whole place was in an uproar!
"I'm sorry! Cao, Cao, Cao... If you can get into all of these, is there any justice?"
One classmate’s cursive language art was directly promoted to Level 3.
"No, this guy is so lucky, he can get all this in!"
Lily Xia's little face, which had been full of sneers just now, froze, and she clasped the armrests of the chair with a pair of small hands, gritting her teeth: "How is this possible! Why is this country bumpkin so lucky!"
"I'm so angry!"
The young man next to him had just woken up from the shock and sneered to comfort him: "It's just a piece of shit luck. Next, he will face a fierce counterattack from the School of Finance and Economics!"
Zhao Haiqing suddenly jumped three feet high and shouted excitedly: "Haha, Lao Qin, great job!"
After saying that, he pointed his middle finger at the team members of the School of Finance and Economics: "I'll make you laugh, you're like a chicken!"
It took a while for the five team members from the School of Finance and Economics to wake up from the shock. They looked at Qin Fan, who had a dull expression, and all of them had ugly expressions.
The center of the Tower cursed: "Young man, is this kid just unlucky? He can get in here!"
"Don't worry, it's just good luck for a while!"
"As soon as I find someone to interfere with him, I don't believe he can still make a shot!"
"kindness."
The five people nodded and launched a counterattack.
Zhao Haiqing hurriedly turned around and returned to defense, not forgetting to greet Qin Fan: "Old Qin, we are back on defense!"
"Hey, Lao Qin, what are you doing..."
Before he finished speaking, Zhao Haiqing felt his eyes blur, and then Qin Fan directly snatched the ball from the opponent's player.
Steal!
"Beautiful!" Zhao Haiqing slapped his thigh again. Because the blow was too heavy, the guy grimaced in pain, but his face was filled with joy.
"Damn it!"
The player who was intercepted cursed and hurriedly chased Qin Fan.
Zhao Haiqing also quickly shouted to the team members: "Attack!"
However, Qin Fan, who had just crossed the half court with the ball, suddenly stopped.
He looked back at the members of the School of Finance and Economics who were turning back to defend, and showed a strange smile.
"What is he going to do?"
The scalps of the members of the School of Finance and Economics were numb, and a bad premonition arose in their hearts.