Zongman: Flandre's Room at the Beginning

"Is that so... Then let me go first? Saki, throw the ball over here! Someone wants to challenge your coach!"

Just a few seconds after he finished speaking, the girl with long blue hair and glasses, Saki Nagatsuka, threw the ball over.

Next to them, Huang Meixing looked at the two of them, not knowing what expression to make.

"Tsk! Xiaoyan, where did you find such an all-rounder? Is there anything this kid can't do?"

"Hmm...having children? He definitely can't do that."

"You never know. What if he can do it too?"

"Mei Xing-chan, don't be too outrageous."

Fortunately, Wang Lin didn’t hear this. If he had, he would have definitely rubbed Huang Meixing’s head.

Okay, okay, I'll teach your students. Is that how you see me?

Soon, Huang Meixing walked forward with a whistle. She didn't pick up the basketball or throw anything, because they had already made the decision.

As soon as the whistle blew, Wang Lin tapped the ball on the ground twice, and Ogiyama Wasabi rushed over very quickly, ready to grab the ball.

But no one expected that Wang Lin would just raise his hand casually and throw the ball out.

"What...direct shot? From such a distance?"

Bang!

The basketball hit the basket very accurately, bounced and fell down.

Woo——!

Huang Meixing, who was standing next to him, blew the whistle and turned the scoreboard over.

0:3

"Didn't I tell you? You get the ball."

"I don't believe it, come again!"

After doing this time and time again, Wang Lin soon scored ten goals, all of which were three-pointers, and all of them were from different positions.

After these few shots, Ogiyama Wasabi realized that the person in front of him could shoot the ball at any time no matter where he was on the court, and his success rate was as high as 100%.

"Why, why don't you get the ball yourself?"

"Hoo~! Give me the ball."

boom! boom! boom!

While bouncing the ball, Ogiyama Wasabi was very alert to Wang Lin's movements, but Wang Lin just stood there motionless.

"What's wrong? Come over here and grab the ball."

"Okay, okay, I'll satisfy you."

Without making any unnecessary movements, Wang Lin just walked over normally.

Her attention was always on Wang Lin, and Ogiyama Wasabi dodged confidently, but just as she got behind Wang Lin, she was stunned.

Where's the ball? Where's a ball as big as me?

Looking back, she found that the basketball had been taken by Wang Lin at some point. During this period, she didn't notice it at all.

"Come to think of it, basketball is a team sport, right?"

"That's right...what's wrong?"

"You may not believe this, but I can take on an entire team by myself."

No, I believe it.

Thinking about how Wang Lin could shoot the ball from any position on the court just now, Ogiyama Wasabi could already imagine that scene.

Wang Lin stood there with the ball, and the opponents formed a formation to prepare for interception.

As a result, Wang Lin shot the ball directly from a long distance, and it went in. The scene was terrifying to think about.

(Need a reference to "elementary school kids shooting long three-pointers"? Just search online for videos.)

After several more competitions, the score became 00:48, and Ogiyama Wasabi finally gave up.

"Are you a monster?"

"What are you talking about? I'm human."

"Um...Brother Wang Lin, why is your pitching technique and movements different every time?"

Minato Chika, who had been watching the game, ran over and asked directly about her doubts.

"How should I put it? The standard shot only has a higher hit rate. Once you can skillfully shoot it into the basket, the technique is no longer important. As long as it goes in, it's fine."

"Oh."

"But don't be too anxious. Start with the standard movements first. Once you're proficient, you can think about other things. By the way, did you notice that the shooting motion I just did was like throwing a shot put..."

After teaching a few people for a while, everyone dispersed and Wang Lin went straight back to Gensokyo, waiting to come back tomorrow when teaching continued.

Anyway, it’s free to be invited here by the group owner, and no points are required.

After taking just two steps, Wang Lin suddenly felt something flying towards him, and he almost subconsciously dodged to the side.

Click!

There was a sound of ice breaking, and when he turned around, he saw a fairy with blue hair and three pairs of ice crystal wings right behind him.

"Oh? Isn't this the strongest in Gensokyo? Why would you, the strongest, attack me?"

"Hehehe! You actually managed to dodge my Cirno's attack. Wang Lin, you passed. Wait, what are you going to do? Don't... uh... hehe~!"

The fairy who was laughing with his hands on his hips in the air was touched on the head by Wang Lin.

Then it fell, becoming increasingly quiet until Wang Lin left, when it came back to its senses.

"Strange, what happened to me just now? What was I doing just now? I remember it seemed very comfortable... Oh, right, Wang Lin!"

At this moment, he wanted to find someone but couldn't find him. Wang Lin had already arrived at the underground library.

When passing by, Patchouli called me again, for the same reason as last time.

"Like this...Wang Lin."

"what happened?"

"let me try."

"..."

what?

"Don't look at me like that. If you want to do research, you must first understand it. There's no better way than experiencing it yourself. Don't dawdle."

"That would be rude."

Following Patchouli's instructions, Wang Lin put his hand on her head and began to touch it.

Patchouli was much better than Cirno. She didn't indulge in it right away. Her spirit resisted for a while.

However, as time went on, Patchouli gradually forgot the original purpose of her research. She closed her eyes and began to feel it wholeheartedly.

This went on for a long time, and then Wang Lin stopped. Patchouli unconsciously leaned her head over, then suddenly reacted and took two steps back.

Her delicate round face had turned a little red on both sides, and it seemed that she had realized how shameful the thing she had just done was.

"Miss Patchouli?"

"Ahem! This is just research. Research. Fran should be waking up soon. Go ahead."

It was obvious that Patchouli was just trying to hide her embarrassment.

Wang Lin didn't point it out. He said a few more words and went to the room in the basement.

...

In another world, Tomoka Minato returned home and started eating dinner not long after.

He looked at his father Minato Shinobu who looked thoughtful while eating, and then looked at his mother Minato Kaori who looked worried beside him.

Tomoka Minato felt that the atmosphere was a bit solemn, but she didn't know what to say.

"Zhihua."

"Yes!"

"Did you go play basketball again?"

"..."

"I've been falling behind in flower arrangement and tea ceremony lately."

"I'm so sorry, Dad. I'll make it up to you."

Seeing his daughter's face full of admitting her fault, Minato Shinobu seemed to want to say something, but he just opened his mouth and finally closed it.

"Let's eat."