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Xue Qingning was stunned after throwing it out, and she didn't seem to expect that she could hit it.He looked at his hands, and the first thought in his mind was: This is... the basketball that Li Wei played very well before?Seems pretty simple.

So... maybe he can do it too?

Several street youths with colorful hair cast their eyes on him one after another, thinking that his shot just now was to provoke him to kick the ball. They all stood up and asked unfriendlyly: "What? Who are you?"

Xue Qingning remained silent and didn't even look at them, thinking that she should go back early, otherwise it would be against the team rules to stay outside for a long time.

A few young people challenged him: "Why don't you talk? Do you look down on people? Come and fight if you are so powerful?"

Xue Qingning shook her head, reason prevailed.The captain told him that they should protect their hands when they play e-sports, and basketball, a sport that hurts hands, is not allowed to play.So he walked over, picked up the plastic ball made of folded cups in front of everyone, threw it away, and threw it into the trash can several meters away.

The captain said that littering is not allowed anywhere.

Xue Qingning said to those young people whose eyes became more and more unkind, "I don't."

A few street youths saw him showing his hands, thinking that he was some kind of expert who came here to deliberately provoke them. If he didn't fight them, he would despise their strength!A young man in the lead immediately stopped him: "No! You have to fight! How can it be so easy to leave if you touch the basket? Who will you show your arrogance to!"

Xue Qingning ignored him, walked around the man silently.

Another person with dyed yellow hair shouted behind him: "I thought it was some kind of master, are you afraid that you have no seeds?"

There was another one who was a little shorter and shouted provocatively: "That's right, if you don't have it, tell me sooner! Since it's useless if it grows on you, why don't you cut it off as soon as possible!"

Xue Qingning stood with her back to them, and the young player from Zaun replied coldly: "Then you should be cut into pieces."

The caller was taken aback for a moment, obviously annoyed, and was about to step forward to argue.Xue Qingning bent down and put the bag of fried chestnuts in sugar on the rest chair outside the basketball court.He walked over to pick up the basketball on the ground, and then said to the first young man, "I'll give you 5 minutes to explain the rules."

The man obviously didn't believe it: "You don't know how to play basketball? Are you still a man?"

Xue Qingning really doesn't know how to do it. He has basically been absent from physical education classes since he was a child. Because his body is often scarred and bruised, he cannot attend physical education classes.Later, I went to the society and was busy with work, so I didn't have time to play.

He slapped the ball on the ground a few times, took a light breath in the blink of an eye and slowly let go of his chest: "Don't tell me? Then I'll hit you in the face."

"You said, can I hit it?"

At the beginning, I suddenly felt a chill on my back, and I don't know why I was a little frightened by this cold guy.He winked, and the people around him gave him a brief explanation of the rules with a little reluctance.Xue Qingning listened quietly, as if he was reading the skills and description of the game before the game started. After others finished speaking, he threw the basketball in his hand to the basket with one hand.

It's in the middle again!Another long three-pointer!

The moment the basketball landed, he said lightly: "Then, let's start."

Xue Qingning, who had only listened to the specific rules of the game for a few minutes, touched the ball and lost it without even thinking about it.He had played shooting machines with Li Wei in the video game city before, so he was experienced in fixed-point shooting and accuracy.If basketball is regarded as an FPS-type video game, he is nothing more than holding a 98K to shoot and shoot at COSCO.

But this sport is much more than that. Several people were startled by his extremely high shooting percentage. After playing for a while, they gradually realized that Xue Qingning really didn't know how to play. He was indeed a complete novice.Whether it's a layup or running with the ball, there is no technique at all.

So a few street youths started to grab the ball under his hands, circled around a few times, and slapped the ball away from him in an instant.

Xue Qingning didn't even want to go after him directly, someone started to stop him directly and didn't intend to let him go.The moment the two faced each other, Xue Qingning only glanced at him indifferently, and unexpectedly also used the dribbling skills that the man showed just now, it was exactly the same!

He shook the blocker away, learned and sold it now, and immediately started to use it. This skill that was too shameless appeared on him as a matter of course.

Xue Qingning took three steps to snatch the ball from others, then took off and leaned back, took aim, and threw it!

His slender body frame is lighter, and his shooting posture is graceful and beautiful.The basketball hit the basket again, another hollow ball!

While others were still in a daze, Xue Qingning ran over to hold the ball, hit the ground and patted it, as if hitting someone's heart.He thought for a while and asked a question sincerely: "Are you guys too weak, or am I too strong?"

"...Fuck!" The street youth was angry, and was about to rush forward to shoot the ball.

Xue Qingning just thought about him, but the man was too impulsive, and even fought against the rules.Xue Qingning wanted to dodge subconsciously, but the other yellow-haired man sneaked up from him to attack and snatch the ball.Unexpectedly, Huang Mao deliberately used a bit too much force this time.

As soon as Huang Mao grabbed the ball, Xue Qingning felt a sharp pain in her little finger the moment the ball flew out, as if it had been severely scratched, and the knuckles of her little finger and ring finger were rubbed and twisted.

At that moment, compared with winning or losing in basketball, a huge panic cast over his whole body.Xue Qingning suddenly stopped all movements, and subconsciously raised her hand to look at her palm, only to see that her ring finger and little finger were reddened, and her knuckles seemed to have been rubbed by sandpaper, and they were tingling and burning.

The basketball landed on the ground and bounced several times, making several empty sounds on the cement court of the hip-hop park.

Xue Qingning stared blankly at the hand she depended on for a living. It was the five fingers that could be linked with the RL brothers, and Li Wei recognized and appreciated the capital to fight side by side with him.Suddenly a chill swept over his body.He found himself so afraid of being hurt for the first time.

"Hey, are you still fighting?"

"...No more beatings." Xue Qingning breathed a little faster, rubbed those two fingers, his eyes were a little erratic as if he was a little panicked, he turned and left, "I, I was wrong, I won't be beating again."

A few street youths who were playing basketball saw that this man seemed crazy, and they were immediately unconvinced: "Hey! You can play if you want to play, and you don't play if you don't want to? Do you think we are fun? Stop the fuck!"

Xue Qingning held her aching and swollen hand and just wanted to leave immediately.Go back to the hotel immediately, close the door, and don't let anyone know that you were out tonight.

Grabbing his shoulder with one hand, the yellow-haired young man said relentlessly, "Leave after beating! Otherwise we will be beating you!"

With his back turned to him, the boy uttered a syllable from his throat: "...Get lost."

"You son of a bitch is looking for death!" Huang Mao shouted angrily.

Xue Qingning stopped there, her consciousness a bit chaotic.Feeling Huang Mao's hand pulling him just now, he suddenly turned around and punched him as if his nerves were broken.Huang Mao was caught off guard and was hit. Just as he was about to fight back, he grabbed his hair, which was too long, and quickly dragged it aside in a few steps.The gestures and actions are all violent to scary.Either he did it often, or he often saw others do it.

Several other people wanted to come forward to help, but after he dodged a punch, he kicked one person hard in the stomach and kicked them far away.

Huang Mao felt that this skinny man was crazy, his movements were too ruthless and precise, and the tingling pain from his scalp was like tearing.The boy's arm strength was unexpectedly strong, the yellow hair was dragged and saw something around him, his pupils immediately contracted, and he knew what this guy wanted to do in fear.

This is a hip-hop park, full of concrete walls and graffiti art.Some of the walls were severely damaged, and where he was dragged, there were a few cold moving bricks around him.

The one led by the youth on the street was kicked so painfully that before he could react, he saw Xue Qingning sitting on top of someone else, with a very skillful posture, pinching him with one hand, and touching a brick with the other hand, facing Huang Mao's head high Lift it up and smash it down!

"stop!!!"

I don't know who shouted that sentence, the voice was too frightened and flustered.

Xue Qingning's hand carrying the bricks suddenly stopped in the air, panting violently without even realizing it.

This is not right...so abnormal...

He is, where did he learn these things... Because his hand is injured, if he is unhappy, he will attack others...

Who taught him this?

Xue Qingning took a deep breath, looked at the terrified Huangmao, and suddenly felt that this posture was too familiar.Choking someone's neck, holding a hard object in his hand, fiercely trying to put someone to death... Isn't this a scene he has experienced countless times?

The violent tendency that suddenly appeared on his body made Xue Qingning even more frightened. After realizing this, he felt his body was falling continuously, and his whole body was trembling uncontrollably.He thought that the first person he wanted to imitate at the critical moment of fear and panic would be the person he hated the most.

——The young man went to the abyss to slay the dragon, but the dragon had disappeared, and turned into a lingering vengeful spirit that possessed the young man, making him grow scaly fangs and poisonous thorns.

Xue Qingning stood up abruptly, her face pale under the monster-like eyes of several people.

Huangmao yelled angrily at him in shock: "Are you crazy!!" He even remembered to compete with him again.But the moment he met Xue Qingning's eyes, he was too scared to speak.

Xue Qingning smashed the bricks in her hand regardless, turned around and ran away like a madman.

He didn't get back to the hotel until close to three o'clock in the morning.

Almost tremblingly, he took out his room card. After swiping open the door, he didn't even have time to plug in the card to get the power. He just kicked his shoes casually, stumbled into the coffee table and the door frame, and buried himself in the big hotel bed.

He buried his head face down in the pillow, and lay on his stomach in a position where he wanted to suffocate himself.

In the darkness, like a suffocating person, Xue Qingning exhaled the last breath of oxygen from her lungs, and let out a long sigh.After sighing, he suddenly felt cold, and even shivered a little, pulled off the quilt and covered himself vigorously.

One of the most powerless and frightening things in life is to see yourself gradually becoming the person you hate and want to be the most.

The author has something to say:*

Speaking of which, I used to hate my dad too.He secretly swore in his heart that he would never become like him.

For being arrogant, irritable, impatient and cranky

But when I grow up, many people around me say that I look like him

Whether it's appearance or some ways of dealing with people...

Really helpless.

In the composition of a person's personality, there are the education he has received, the road he has traveled, the books he has read, and the people he has met.

People still need to learn to reconcile with themselves.

……

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