When Qin Fan picked up the basketball and was about to start again, Ji Yangyang decisively admitted defeat.

"You jumped too high. There's no need to compete. I admit defeat."

Even when admitting defeat, Ji Yangyang still put on a high attitude and looked very cool, as if telling the other party, I lost to you not because of how good you are at playing basketball, but because of your good physical fitness, that's all.

What's the point of using your body to bully others? What we are competing for is your ball skills!

Qin Fan understood what he meant, "How about this, I won't dunk, okay?"

Ji Yangyang still shook his head, "Even if I pass you, you'll still block my shot. There's no point in continuing the competition."

"Then what do you think we should do?"

"If I break through you, you can't chase me and block me."

"can."

Qin Fan agreed without hesitation. Even without dunking or blocking the shot, he still had a way to make Ji Yangyang admit defeat with conviction.

Since Qin Fan scored the last goal, he continued to attack this time. Ji Yangyang returned the ball to the opponent and got into position.

This time he finally learned his lesson and did not leave Qin Fan so much room for breakthrough. However, he did not know that Qin Fan had loaded Owen's breakthrough skill.

Irving's ability to combine with the ball can be said to be at a historical level.

Ji Yangyang personally experienced what it meant to be crushed by basketball skills.

Qin Fan suddenly changed his rhythm while dribbling, his body swayed to the right, and then with a crossover he pulled the ball to his left hand. Ji Yangyang was slightly shaken and quickly adjusted his center of gravity to move to the right, but it was still too late.

When he moved over, Qin Fan had already passed him by half a body length. With a slight squeeze of his shoulder, Ji Yangyang lost his defensive position and was forced to follow Qin Fan all the way to the basket. He watched helplessly as the opponent started to layup and gently put the ball into the basket.

The wind is light and the clouds are clear, and the air is free and easy, as if there is not a trace of worldly air.

Qin Fan showed another kind of beauty to the audience around him. There was no violent dunk, and every step seemed so easy, but you just couldn't defend against it!

Ji Yangyang was almost depressed. He knew that his opponent was giving him some concessions, but he was still crushed the whole time. This feeling was so fucking terrible.

He decided to continue cheating!

I've already denied it once, so what's the big deal if I deny it again?

"You won me over with this shot thanks to your speed. It's no different from the dunk just now."

Ji Yangyang spoke again, attributing the goal to Qin Fan's fast speed. It was not Qin Fan's fault, and he would never admit it.

Qin Fan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and nodded, "Okay, then I'll slow down a bit."

After the third ball was kicked off, Qin Fan took the initiative to dribble the ball closer to Ji Yangyang, turned around and leaned against him with his back, preparing to play a back-to-the-basket single.

In addition to Irving's skills, Qin Fan also has Jordan's post-up and fadeaway techniques.

In order to avoid being accused by Ji Yangyang of using his body to bully others, he did not dare to use force to lean back. He just used fake moves of swaying left and right and changes in the rhythm of dribbling to make Ji Yangyang flustered.

In Ji Yangyang's eyes, the opponent was full of fake moves. He always thought that Qin Fan would turn around and jump shot in the next second, but he just didn't do it.

Sometimes left, sometimes right, each time pretending to turn around, and then pulling the ball back. Ji Yangyang's defensive rhythm had been disrupted long ago, and he adjusted his steps according to Qin Fan's rhythm throughout the whole process.

When he thought he had caught up, he tragically discovered that Qin Fan suddenly took a step back and stood outside the three-point line, suddenly widening the distance between them.

At this moment, Ji Yangyang's center of gravity was leaning back, in order to prevent the opponent from turning around and breaking through. He could not adjust at all in a short period of time.

In the eyes of the audience, when Qin Fan stepped back, Ji Yangyang stood there like a piece of wood, as if his brain had short-circuited at that moment.

The weird contrast was so confusing that people who didn’t play basketball often had no idea what was going on.

Qin Fan even had time to adjust his center of gravity before jumping and shooting on the spot.

The ball was gently flicked out with the fingers, and the basketball drew a beautiful arc in the air and went into the net.

The three-pointer that was shot easily was more impressive than the slam dunk.

I can't dunk because of the difference in physical fitness. There's nothing I can do about it. I was born into this kind of family and can't blame myself for having bad genes.

But this three-pointer was different.

As long as you are willing to practice, ordinary people can also achieve a certain hit rate with this thing.

Even if Ji Yangyang didn't want to admit it from the bottom of his heart, he had to face this problem. Qin Fan's basketball skills were far superior to his.

What's even more infuriating is that every time this guy scores a goal, he does it with a cool and relaxed look, as if he's at ease, as if telling the onlookers that he can do it more perfectly, and it's only because his opponent is so lame that he's putting in so little effort.

What a bully!

The subsequent developments were so calm. In the next two balls, Qin Fan used different methods: frontal breakthrough + European step layup, back-to-the-basket + turnaround jump shot. No matter which method, Ji Yangyang could not defend him.

"My cousin is so awesome! I love you!"

"I want to give birth to a baby for you..."

Peng Jiahe was so excited that he almost went crazy. It had been almost a year since he returned to China, and he never noticed that his cousin was so good at playing basketball. He beat Ji Yangyang as if he was beating an elementary school student, and he didn't even sweat.

Huang Zhitao's eyes widened as he watched, his hands tightly gripping Qiao Yingzi's arms, his eyes almost wet with excitement.

"Ouch, you hurt me." Qiao Yingzi pried her hands apart.

"So cool! This is the first time I've realized playing basketball can be this cool!"

Seeing Huang Zhitao's crazy expression, Qiao Yingzi couldn't help but raise her hand to support her forehead. "Your Ji Yangyang was beaten to a pulp, why are you still so excited?"

"What about my Ji Yangyang? Don't say that. I have nothing against him. I never realized before that he was such a bad basketball player."

"That's because his opponent is Brother Qin Fan. I can only say that Brother Qin Fan is too powerful!"

"Yingzi, please ask Jiahe if her brother is really with Teacher Li."

Qiao Yingzi's eyes became even weirder. "Why are you gossiping about this? Could it be that you've fallen in love with Brother Qin Fan?"

"So what? Don't you think Brother Qin Fan is too perfect? ​​He's so handsome and plays basketball so well. Haven't you heard other students say that with this level of skill, he can become a professional player?"

"Yes, Brother Qin Fan is very perfect, so there is no way he would be interested in you. You'd better give up this idea as soon as possible. Besides, he is already in a relationship with Teacher Li, so what's the point of you getting involved?"

“I’m not afraid of competition.”

Huang Zhitao straightened his pair of little pigeons, full of confidence.

She had been the school belle for two years, but was recently surpassed by Peng Jiahe. Peng Jiahe is Qin Fan's cousin, so it is impossible for the two of them to be together.

As long as he could get rid of Teacher Li, his chances would be pretty good.

"If you want to ask, go ahead. I'm so embarrassed. If Sister Jiahe misunderstands that I'm interested in Brother Qin Fan, then I won't be able to explain it clearly."

Qiao Yingzi refused Huang Zhitao's request for help. Huang Zhitao had no choice but to squeeze over and ask Peng Jiahe in person.

Peng Jiahe looked puzzled. "Why are you asking this?"

Huang Zhitao pretended to be indifferent, "Nothing special, just curious."

"Are you really just curious? You didn't help my brother?"

"Really? I'm not lying to you!"

Huang Zhitao's immature acting skills could not be hidden from the clever little Peng Jiahe. He instantly noticed her little thoughts, rolled his eyes, and stretched out a finger.

"You help me with my homework for a semester, and I'll help you create opportunities. Whether you can take down my brother depends on your own ability!"

Huang Zhitao felt a surge of heat in her heart, but then she felt a little shy.

Is it a bad idea to be so proactive? Will Qin Fan think I'm a casual girl?

But then I thought again, Qin Fan is not a student of the school. Even if he came to the school, he was here to find Teacher Li. It would be bad to poach him in front of Teacher Li, right?

Without Peng Jiahe creating opportunities, it would be difficult to contact Qin Fan.

"I said I didn't mean that. I'm just curious. I can help you with your homework, but you have to make sure you copy the answers again after you're done. Don't let the teacher find out. As for creating opportunities or something like that, it doesn't really matter."

"Does it really not matter? I want to take it seriously!"

Seeing Huang Zhitao trying hard to act calm but with an anxious look in her eyes, Peng Jiahe held back her laughter and teased her on purpose.

"Hey, Sister Jiahe, can I call you sister too? You are my real sister!"

"Alright, alright, there are so many girls who like my brother. You're not the first one to bribe me. Since we're classmates, I'll definitely help you create opportunities."

In such a short period of time, Peng Jiahe has already figured out a strategy to take advantage of both sides.

Huang Zhitao helped her with her homework while she asked Qin Fan for some benefits.

Huang Zhitao is a real school beauty after all, so it’s not too much to sell her for 10 or 20 million, right?

In addition, it can also hit the silly Ji Yangyang and poach his die-hard little fan girl. I wonder what his expression will be.

Thinking of this little script that kills three birds with one stone, Peng Jiahe narrowed his eyes happily and secretly praised himself for being so clever.

.......

506: Officially eating Li Meng! It’s the first time!

After winning with an absolute advantage of 5:0, Qin Fan walked over and touched Ji Yangyang's head with a comforting smile.

"Student Yangyang, you're a senior now. You should be doing things students should be doing. Things like basketball, video games, and racing should take a back seat to studying."

"I'm not trying to persuade you to focus on your studies. What I'm saying is that sports require talent. Without talent, even if you work ten times harder than others, it won't make much difference. In comparison, studying is the shortest path to success."

Ji Yangyang shook his head and shook off Qin Fan's hand.

"You are not my parents, so don't preach here."

"I'm not preaching, I'm just telling you a harsh reality. At least when it comes to basketball, your talent is terrible. From now on, just treat this as a hobby."

Ji Yangyang stared at him stubbornly. He had just been beaten 5:0 and he didn't know how to prove his talent. The only thing left was that unyielding look.

After physically torturing Ji Yangyang and then mentally destroying his confidence in basketball, Qin Fan said this was a good move.

People mature by recognizing their own mediocrity and accepting it. Qin Fan was simply trying to help Ji Yangyang realize his true self. If Ji Yangyang were to lose all confidence and become self-destructive, that was definitely not Qin Fan's intention.

His intention is good!

"Qin Fan! Peng Jiahe! You two come here!"

At some point, Li Meng appeared on the basketball court, standing there with his arms folded and a cold face, as if to say, "I'm very angry, you guys take care of yourself."

Seeing Teacher Li coming, everyone scattered instantly. Peng Jiahe hurriedly put the remaining money into his pocket, skipped over and hugged Li Meng's arm.

"Teacher Li, you came too late. It's a pity that you didn't see my brother dunk."

Qin Fan then came over and asked, "Are you off work?"

"No. What's going on between you two? Can you just give out money randomly in school?"

Qin Fan and Peng Jiahe looked at each other and finally understood why Li Meng was angry.

"Did I give out money carelessly? Mengmeng, you must have misunderstood. I just paid for a chance to play. After all, they were having so much fun playing three-on-three, and I ruined the fun as soon as I got on the court. I deserve some compensation."

Peng Jiahe also nodded. "My classmates cheered for my brother so enthusiastically that their voices were hoarse. I felt sorry for them, so I gave them some money to buy some water."

"Stop quibbling. You two are clearly showing off your wealth! Look carefully. This is a school. It's a place to educate students, not a place for you to show off your wealth. Your behavior is destroying the good order of the school."

"How can you taint someone's innocence out of thin air?"

"How did I sully your innocence? What about playing opportunities? Do you even need to buy that thing?"

Qin Fan was confused. "How can I play without paying? Should I ask those students, 'Give me a favor and let me play for a while?' They don't even know me, so who would give me a favor?"

"You are using strong words to make sense!"

"I'm teaching students to realize that any opportunity has potential value, even if it's just a chance to play basketball. Trading playing time for compensation is a legitimate transaction, and they feel comfortable taking the money. It doesn't involve disrupting school order as you're saying."

Li Meng was almost mad, "So it's my fault. I shouldn't have said that to you."

"There's a very simple understanding you have to admit: what we teach in school and what society teaches us are running counter to each other. Schools teach us that hard work leads to wealth, but society tells us that hard work can only provide basic necessities. If you want to get rich, you have to rely on luck."

"The school teaches us to be resilient and have the courage to face challenges head-on, but society tells us that in most cases, the smartest thing to do is to cut losses immediately."

"Schools never teach students how to make money. If you don't find a way to make money in society, you will starve."

"Schools only teach students moral qualities and teach them to be kind to others, but they never teach them how to be on guard against others. However, once they enter society, they discover that everything they see and hear is full of traps."

"Today's students seriously lack the ability to discern information. They can't tell which information is brainwashing, which is real news, which information is likely to be reversed later, and which information is simply a scam. They can't tell at all."

"School teaches us to obey the law and be moral and conscientious, but society teaches us that exploiting legal loopholes and legitimately defrauding government subsidies is one of the fastest ways to make money."

"Let's talk about the recent rise of the new energy industry. A large number of companies used government subsidies to manufacture Lao Tou Le (new energy vehicles). But what are they calling new energy vehicles? At the peak of their rampant behavior, a third of the subsidies were siphoned off by those crappy companies."

Li Meng was completely furious after being hit in the face by Qin Fan's crackling attack.

"According to you, schools shouldn't exist?"

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