[Black basket] Beep!You foul!

The only consequence of a man's good cooking skills is that the man is single.

Shi Haichuan, who was eating noodles, sighed.I took another bite of the fragrant noodles.

Heizi who was sitting across from him stuffed himself into the sofa, and it was impossible to see what he was thinking on his face.

"Let me confirm with you. When you were in the three armies, although you couldn't shoot every shot, you still had 10 out of 4 or 10 out of 5. This kind of result is something that children with a little basketball foundation can do. Yes." Shi Haichuan's chopsticks accompanied the noodles, but his eyes were on the person opposite.

The junior high school student on the opposite side nodded silently.Basketball shooting is a very important part, and it can also be contacted alone, so he often practices shooting alone after everyone goes back. Although he is not as good as Midori, he can always make a few shots.

The referee on the opposite side was eating noodles, and burped by the way, and said, "Didn't you say that there is a basketball court near this place? Take your ball, and I will tell you what's going on."

Heizi nestled on the sofa, and said for a while: "Let me go back and have a meal first. Can I take the thermos back?"

Only then did Shi Haichuan touch his head and part his mouth: "Your mother's soup is delicious, and it's a work of art when paired with my noodles."

"I will tell my mother this sentence exactly, and then let her come to ask you for cooking." Heizi said, and put on his shoes in the hallway.Only then did he reach out and get the thermos cup his mother gave him from Shi Haichuan's hand.

After sending Heizi out, Shi Haichuan thought about what the fat man said to him before, and finally found the suitcase under the bed, and put the toiletries and a change of clothes in it.Well, there are also their own documents.

Shi Haichuan touched his referee certificate again, and his date of birth was written on it. When he was an athlete, he falsified his age in order to play a few more games, so it took a lot of time to get the referee certificate. It took a lot of effort to get my real birthday.He looked at the referee certificate before looking at the electronic clock beside the bed, still feeling a little delusional.

Um?Electronic clock?

Shi Haichuan held the electronic clock in front of his forehead, thinking that his head must have been pinched.

The referee's certificate is changed every year, so it says that he is 21 years old. Although the yellow-haired man couldn't understand Chinese, he guessed a little bit by combining the man and Arabic numerals.

But there is a difference of three years between the time on the certificate and the time on the electronic watch.

Shi Haichuan almost hugged his head and jjj.

"I'm not 21, but 24. No wonder Chen Da can get a marriage certificate."

Suddenly, Shi Haichuan, who was three years old, rolled around on the bed wrapped in the quilt, when he heard the sound of Heizi ringing the doorbell below.

He sat up quickly, straightened his clothes and hair, and went to open the door expressionlessly.

Heizi outside the door was equally expressionless, and said, "I'll take you to the nearby outdoor basketball court, but I don't know if it's taken over."

Shi Haichuan pointed to the yard outside his high-end villa: "Actually, I just found out that there is a basket there."

Heizi looked at Shi Haichuan with a faint expression, as if he wanted to eat Shi Haichuan.

"Don't look at me like that, I really don't know why there is a basketball hoop there. You have been living on the opposite side, don't you know what the house opposite you has?" Shi Haichuan was a little annoyed, and moved Heizi's cheek with his palm, making him Stop looking at yourself that way.

Heizi didn't resist Shi Haichuan's movements, but said: "Your place has always been locked, and I have never seen anyone living here. At least I have moved here for three years and have not seen anyone go through this door." came out."

"No wonder, otherwise, if I were your neighbor, you should have told me where I lived the day before yesterday instead of being taken to that local tyrant's house."

"Local tycoon?"

"It's the kid with the red hair."

Shi Haichuan hummed twice, looking at where he lives now, he felt that he was also at the same level as a local tyrant.

Well, one more maid or something.

For a moment, Shi Haichuan's heart was full of joy, and he didn't know what lewd things he was thinking about.

"Mr. Stone. Mr. Stone?"

Heizi yelled a few times to see that Shi Haichuan was still sleepwalking, so he simply threw the basketball in his hand and smashed it firmly on Shi Haichuan's stomach.

Shi Haichuan took advantage of the opportunity to pat the ball in front of his house and rubbed his stomach: "I've been refereeing for a long time, and I haven't really played for a long time. Don't care about my skills."

Heizi didn't believe it at all.

The previous practice match made Shi Haichuan feel that he was a little lack of exercise. In order not to be so embarrassing, it would be better to greet No. 15 first.

"This time it's mainly about your problem. I can see your passing movement very clearly. Come here and dribble the ball, and I'll defend." Shi Haichuan walked towards the rack, waited until he was near the free throw line, and then put The ball was passed to Heizi.

Heizi's ability to pass the ball is his specialty, but he is a little unskilled in dribbling. The first time he was easily slapped by Shi Haichuan, the second time the ball rolled to Shi Haichuan's side even before it reached Shi Haichuan's side.

Shi Haichuan didn't know what expression his face should look like.

Heizi ran to Shi Haichuan to pick up the ball again, ran to the three-point line, and dribbled the ball again.Not at all awkward.

However, when Shi Haichuan shot Heizi's ball away again, Shi Haichuan shook his head giving up, pointed at the basketball hoop and said, "Try stealing a free throw."

Heizi seemed to stare at the ball, resigned himself to the free throw line, and slapped the ball twice on the spot.Get ready to shoot the ball.

"Oops... I told you to shoot, and you told you to pass the ball to me." Shi Haichuan, who was standing under the basket and was about to pick up the ball, made a sound similar to moaning.

Heizi wiped his cheek, and stretched out his hand for Shi Haichuan to pass the ball to him.Shi Haichuan threw it over, still watching Heizi shoot.

In fact, Heizi's movements are quite standard. The ball is half a fist in the air in the palm of his hand, and it is a little closer to the right shoulder.

The action of throwing directly into Shi Haichuan's arms before seemed to let Heizi know that he was using less force. When he shot the second time, the movements of squatting and straightening the pen were more rapid.After making the shot, Shi Haichuan shook his head, stood where he was just now, stretched out his hand and received the ball into his arms again.

Didn't even give the ball a chance to land the basketball.

(Basketball: I love Big Brother Earth~ let me kiss it~=3=~)

Shi Haichuan took the ball and took advantage of the opportunity to pat it beside him. His well-maintained fingers moved up and down along the beating of the basketball.Shi Haichuan bent his head, thinking about how to explain to No. 15.

"You should know that the operation of basketball lies in the hands." Shi Haichuan squeezed in front of No. 15 empty-handedly, then clamped the ball he dribbled on the spot around his waist, and said, "You didn't realize that you were training deliberately. After that, you basically can't use your fingers anymore."

"I haven't trained on purpose." Heizi, I looked at my palm and squeezed my fist, but I didn't think there was anything wrong with my fingers.

Shi Haichuan pulled the corners of his mouth to make the smile on his face more obvious.

"You don't have any interest in yourself. It may be that the person who trained you made you train in order to make your characteristics more obvious. But he may not know the consequences of how to do it."

Shi Haichuan looked at the sky, it was completely dark, but fortunately there was a street light nearby, so he could see where the basket was.

Walking to the bottom line, which was almost in line with the basket, Shi Haichuan raised his volume a little: "I will pass the ball to you later, and you pass it back to me, and I will directly jump for a layup. You can feel your own movements. "Speaking, Shi Haichuan stood on tiptoe, jumped a little, and passed the ball to Heizi.

Heizi was taken aback, but he didn't expect it to be so fast, and reflexively returned the ball to Shi Haichuan. Shi Haichuan stood under the basket and hit the little black corner on the backboard.

Fortunately, the ball went in.

Shi Haichuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Nothing too embarrassing.

Heizi looked at his palm after passing the ball, but still didn't feel anything.

Shi Haichuan scratched his scalp, feeling that it was a little difficult to communicate with the current junior high school students, and he couldn't feel such obvious things.He is not his coach, why should he worry so much?

"You pass the ball very hard. Your teammates with colorful hair are also very strong. As a result, you can't use your fingers to pass the ball gently, but you need to push the ball vigorously with your palm."

Shi Haichuan, who always felt that he talked too much, was not ready to stop there.

He walked up to Heizi and said, "Okay, stretch out your palm. You can see for yourself." Seeing that the junior high school student didn't cooperate well, Shi Haichuan curled his lips, reached out to pick up the opponent's hand, and opened it The small fist that was still half clenched, pointed to the palm of the hand: "Look at this for yourself, do you feel more numb than your fingers? Your instinctive feeling for basketball is to hit the ball with the palm of your hand. It’s not about flicking the ball out with your fingers.”

"I didn't even notice..."

"Of course you didn't notice that you are responsible for passing those colorful passes. There is no way to think about whether you use your fingers or your palms. Anyway, you can just push the ball with your hands." Shi Haichuan rolled his eyes.

"Then is there any way?" Heizi tilted his head, humbly asking for advice.

Shi Haichuan touched his nose, and suddenly stopped talking.

Heizi tilted his head, his hand was still being pinched by the other party.And the street lights on the side of the street began to flicker, as if he felt that he had been working for too long.

"If it's to protect your hands, I still suggest you stop playing."

What Shi Haichuan said was merciless.Heizi's seldom blinking eyes blinked several times in disbelief.

"You heard me right. If you want to protect your hands, you should stop playing."

Shi Haichuan closed his eyes, he didn't even want to see the expression of the junior high school student in front of him, for fear that his heart would soften and he would give other suggestions.