Why didn't you tell me earlier that my little sister is still waiting for me?

After leaving the hospital, the sunlight was a bit dazzling. Xu Hongdou raised her hand to shade her forehead, her tone a little tired: "I have to go to work this afternoon, I have to go back and rest first, so I won't accompany you."

Lin Bufan immediately responded: "Then do you want to go to my room to rest? I have a jacuzzi in my room..."

"Shut up!" Huang Yimei interrupted Lin Bufan before he could finish. She then nodded at Xu Hongdou and said, "Hongdou, have a good rest. Call me anytime if you have anything."

Watching Xu Hongdou leave in the car, Lin Bufan turned to look at Huang Yimei. He was about to discuss where to go for some time together, but he saw that Huang Yimei also took out her cell phone, seemingly checking messages.

"Rose, let's go on..." Before Lin Bufan could finish his words, Huang Yimei raised her head and smiled apologetically.

"Afan, I have a friend going swimming today, so I might not be able to accompany you. Can you make your own arrangements?"

Lin Bufan's eyes widened immediately, and he pointed at himself exaggeratedly: "Hey, hey, hey! Rose, are you kidding me? I'm a guest! I came all the way here to help your father get treatment, and you left me alone on the roadside while you went about your own business. Do you think this is appropriate?"

Huang Yimei chuckled at Lin Bufan's playful behavior and gently slapped his finger away. "You're so familiar, I don't see you as a guest at all. You feel like you're back home, even more comfortable than at home."

Lin Bufan's eyes widened immediately, and he covered his heart with one hand, making a hurt expression: "What did you say? Rose, what you said really hurts me! I feel like I'm at home because you and your uncle and aunt have made me feel the warmth of home! How can you turn around and look down on me?"

"Okay, okay, next time, I'll definitely take you out to play." Huang Yimei glanced at the time and said soothingly, but it was obvious that she was getting rid of him: "We have an appointment to go swimming this time, and it's not convenient to take you with us."

Hearing the word "swimming", Lin Bufan's eyes instantly lit up like searchlights, and the "sadness" just now was instantly thrown out of the window. He suddenly moved closer to Huang Yimei, and his tone became unusually "serious" and "sincere": "Swimming? Then I have to go! Rose, think about it, swimming is so dangerous, the water is so deep, what if any of you get a cramp, choke, or run out of energy, I can jump in and rescue you in time! And let me tell you a little secret-" He lowered his voice mysteriously, winking: "I'm very good at artificial respiration! I'm certified, I guarantee to rescue you and wake you up!"

Huang Yimei rolled her eyes in annoyance, completely speechless at Lin Bufan's rhetoric: "Thank you! But the women's locker room and swimming pool area we went to are not for men, so you can't enter at all. So no matter how professional you are as a lifeguard, you are useless. It's useless even if you go there."

"What?" Lin Bufan suddenly jumped up and down like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. "Separate men and women? Damn it! You're engaging in gender discrimination! Blatant discrimination! Why are you depriving me of the opportunity to protect you and serve you? I want to protest! I want to file a complaint against this swimming pool! No, I want to sue you for forming a clique to exclude the opposite sex!"

Huang Yimei was both angry and amused by Lin Bufan's indignant and unreasonable behavior. She knew that if she continued to argue with him, it would never end. She glanced at her phone again and spoke faster, "Alright, alright, stop it. It's really too late. Didn't you ask my brother to play basketball yesterday? I've already notified him. Just wait, he'll be here soon!"

Not giving Lin Bufan a chance to continue pestering her, Huang Yimei turned around, hailed a taxi, and left. Lin Bufan stared at the taillights of the departing car and kicked a small stone on the side of the road in frustration. "A women's swimming pool... why can't men enter? This isn't fair!"

Not long after, a black car pulled up to the curb. Huang Zhenhua poked his head out of the driver's seat and greeted with a smile, "Xiao Lin! Been waiting a long time? Rose said you wanted to play basketball?"

Lin Bufan opened the car door and got into the passenger seat. He put extra force on the seatbelt, pulling the buckle hard until it clicked. "That's right! I can't wait to have a sparring match with my brother-in-law!"

Huang Zhenhua didn't notice the anger in Lin Bufan's tone. He said cheerfully while driving, "That's great! I haven't been active for a long time."

The car quickly drove onto the Tsinghua University campus and stopped in front of an indoor basketball arena. Inside, the lights were bright, the wooden floor polished to a shine, and the air was filled with the faint scent of sweat and sports drinks. Several students in tracksuits were warming up on the court.

Huang Zhenhua took out a basketball from the trunk and did a few warm-up exercises: "Xiao Fan, let's shoot some hoops to warm up first?"

Lin Bufan snatched the basketball and said with a forced smile, "Warm-up? No need! Let's get started!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Bufan suddenly took off! He shot out like a colorful lightning bolt. Huang Zhenhua only felt his eyes blurred and didn't see the movement clearly. Lin Bufan had already rushed to the basket with the ball!

"Bang!" A powerful dunk! The basket was pulled and buzzed, and the entire basketball stand was shaking.

Huang Zhenhua stood there in astonishment, his mouth wide open enough to fit an egg: "This...this..."

Lin Bufan picked up the ball and slowly carried it back. His colorful hair was particularly dazzling in the sunlight. "Brother-in-law, what are you daydreaming about? It's your turn to attack."

Huang Zhenhua finally came to his senses, his palms sweating as he took the basketball. He assumed a triple threat stance, trying to find a chance to break through, but found Lin Bufan's defense impenetrable, his eyes so sharp they seemed to see through his every thought.

"Brother-in-law, your fake move is too obvious." Lin Bufan suddenly said, and at the same time, he shot with lightning speed! With a "snap", the basketball was intercepted by him.

The next few minutes became the darkest moment in Huang Zhenhua's basketball career.

If Huang Zhenhua was one of those aspiring young men pursuing their basketball dreams in novels, his faith would surely be shattered by now. He might even start shaking in his hands whenever he touched a basketball and never be able to shoot again.

Lin Bufan was like a tireless monster, incredibly fast, incredibly high, and his shooting was incredibly accurate. No matter how hard Huang Zhenhua defended, Lin Bufan always managed to score in all sorts of incredible ways: long three-pointers, mid-air pull-ups, behind-the-back dribbles...

What frustrated Huang Zhenhua the most was that Lin Bufan would comment on every goal he scored:

"Brother-in-law, your defense is too slow!"

"Hey, I've already let you go, how come you can't defend yourself?"

"Do you want me to give you a hand?"

"Why can't I even let you use one hand?"

"Ah, ah, ah, brother-in-law, you're not letting me down, are you? How come I've let you do everything, but you still can't do it?"

Huang Zhenhua was tortured to the point of doubting his life. He held his knees, panting and saying, "Xiao... Xiaolin... you... you were really just the main player of the school team before?"

Lin Bufan stood in the center circle and threw the basketball casually. The basketball drew a perfect arc and went into the net with a "swish".

"Of course!" Lin Bufan proudly shook his colorful hair, "But our school team is special. Usually, I play alone against 5... or 13 opponents.

Because I don’t rest.”

Huang Zhenhua: “…”

After another ten minutes of play, Huang Zhenhua was exhausted, sweat soaking his sweatshirt. Lin Bufan, on the other hand, didn't even break a sweat, leisurely bouncing the ball. His colorful hair swayed slightly under the light, making him particularly eye-catching.

His performance just now didn't feel like playing basketball at all, more like a dimensionality reduction attack. The ultra-long three-pointer, the sound of the ball hollowly sinking into the net was so crisp that it made people tremble; the lightning-fast drive, Huang Zhenhua couldn't even touch the corner of his clothes; there was even one time when Lin Bufan took off directly from the three-point line, paused in the air for a long time, and then easily dunked the ball into the basket!

The students who were originally warming up had already stopped their movements and gathered at the sidelines, watching in amazement.

“I…I’m going…I’m going…I’m going…I’m going…I’m going…Is this still a human being?”

"That bounce... that speed... that accuracy... is this what an NBA All-Star is supposed to be like?"

"Bullshit! If NBA All-Stars have these two skills, what's the point for everyone else? This is clearly a slam dunk!"

"Bullshit Slam Dunk, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand, this is clearly Basketball Fire!"

"Is his hair a special effect? ​​Why does it seem like his hair is glowing when he jumps..."

……

"No more fighting, no more fighting..." Huang Zhenhua slumped to the ground, waving his hands repeatedly: "Xiao Lin, your level is more than enough to play in the NBA. Isn't it bullying to bully me?"

Lin Bufan patted the basketball with a look of unsatisfied satisfaction: "Brother-in-law, you can't do this?! Doesn't your sister-in-law really despise you for being like this?"

When Huang Zhenhua heard the word "no", he suddenly jumped up from the ground like a cat whose tail was stepped on, his face flushed and his neck thick, yelling: "Who can't do it? Who can't do it! Xiaolin, don't talk nonsense! I... I didn't rest well today, and I'm not in good shape! Next time, next time I've rested well, I will definitely..." He wanted to say something harsh, like "I'll beat you to a pulp", but when he thought of Lin Bufan's inhuman performance just now, he swallowed the words back, his momentum instantly diminished, and he muttered: "...At least I can get 1 point!"

Lin Bufan blinked, with an expression that said "I understand you", and patted Huang Zhenhua on the shoulder: "I understand! You are not in good condition! Then brother-in-law, you should go back and rest quickly, recharge your energy, and when you have rested, we can fight again at any time! I'll wait for you!" The tone and expression were as if he was coaxing a child who was clamoring for candy.

Huang Zhenhua was choked and speechless. He could only wipe the sweat off his forehead in disappointment and walked to the sidelines to gulp down water. He felt so aggrieved.

Lin Bufan hadn't vented his frustration yet when he turned and cast his gaze towards the stunned students on the sidelines. He raised his chin and beckoned, his colorful hair swirling in a dazzling arc under the lights. "Hey! Students over there, don't just stand there looking. Come over and play with us."

The students looked at each other, and one of them, a tall boy wearing glasses who looked like the leader, hesitated for a moment, walked over, and said embarrassedly: "Um...Brother Master, there are only five of us here, which is not enough to play the whole court. How about you wait a moment, I'll call another guy over?" Then he took out his cell phone.

Lin Bufan waved his hand and said nonchalantly, "Who are you calling? Isn't this just right?"

The boy with glasses was stunned for a moment, not understanding. "Just right? Master, you mean... a three-on-three match?"

"Three against three is boring!" Lin Bufan interrupted him, a playful smile on his face: "Let's try something exciting."

"Exciting?" Several students gathered around, looking curious.

Lin Bufan looked around, stretched out his index finger, pointed at himself first, then drew a circle around the five students, and said slowly: "What I mean is - I, alone, will beat you, five."

The air suddenly became quiet.

The curiosity on the five students' faces instantly turned to astonishment, followed by a surge of anger at being looked down upon. The boy with glasses pushed his glasses up and said a little stiffly, "Brother Master, you're serious, right? I know you're amazing; we all saw it just now. But one against five... isn't that a bit... too condescending?"

Lin Bufan's smile remained unchanged, even brighter, but his eyes revealed a look of arrogance that looked down upon the world: "Dear students, please don't misunderstand me. I absolutely do not mean to look down on you.

I simply want to...beat you all to death...or be beaten to death by you."

"you!"

As soon as these words came out, the five students' faces instantly turned red with anger! This was even more insulting than just saying he looked down on them! This was simply rubbing their basketball dignity into the ground!

"That's crazy!" A hot-tempered guy with a crew cut couldn't help but yell, "Even if Jordan were here, he wouldn't dare say that!"

"That's right! Master, basketball is a five-person sport! No matter how good you are, can you really turn the tide by yourself?"

"Dude, don't be so confident! It won't look good if you lose later!"

Lin Bufan paid no attention to their anger. Instead, he leisurely dribbled the ball. The basketball seemed to come alive in his hands, making a rhythmic "bang bang" sound. "If you want to turn the tables, you'll know if you can give it a try. What? You don't dare?"

"What's there to be afraid of?" The boy with glasses was also provoked into anger: "Let's fight one against five! Senior, if you lose, don't blame us for bullying the weak with our numbers!"

"Don't worry, just come on." Lin Bufan hooked his fingers: "Ten balls, the attacking side switches, I'll kick off first."

Game start.

Lin Bufan stood in the center circle, clutching the basketball with one hand. Five students spread out in a fan-shaped formation, ready for battle, their eyes filled with defiance and fighting spirit.

Lin Bufan stood in the center circle, casually clutching the basketball in one hand. His colorful hair dazzled under the bright lights of the gymnasium. Across from him, five members of the Tsinghua University team had already formed a defensive formation, their eyes a mixture of anger and focus.

"Let's start." As soon as Lin Bufan finished speaking, he started moving like an arrow.

The guy with the buzz cut defending him felt a gust of wind rush by, and subconsciously reached out to block it, but his hand missed. Lin Bufan took two steps to the three-point line. Facing two players coming to defend, he jumped up easily, his body lingering in the air for a moment, and then softly released the ball just as the defenders began to fall.

"Swish!" The ball went into the net. 1:0.

Huang Zhenhua on the sidelines was so stunned that he even forgot to put down the mineral water bottle in his hand.

"Too fast..." muttered a team member.