Chapter 4: The Old Brother Who Puts on Airs

  Perhaps it was the cold wind, or perhaps it was nearing the end of the period, but after the "love letter incident" ended, it quickly dissipated, and the male hormones in the boys' bodies didn't get any relief, as if they had transformed into stimulants, allowing everyone to vent their emotions like wolves on the field!

  "Older brother! Pass the ball, quickly..." Just as Cheng A was about to dribble past his defender, he heard older brother's voice calling for a pass.

  Saw the old table under the basket, bent over and staring in his own direction, with a "ambiguous" look in his eyes, making A feel a chill! Without hesitation, he passed the ball to him...

  The elder brother's beautiful pass sent the ball over, flashing past the opposing defender, and into the basket.

  "Old buddy, you're doing great!" Old buddy ran over and patted A's shoulder with a very "appreciative" tone!

  Cheng A gave him a dirty look, every time on the basketball court he was his sidekick. At 16 years old and 176 cm tall, although not exceptionally outstanding, in their age group if you didn't count grades, just height, he was already among the best. Of course, don't even mention grades, always at the bottom of the school, in junior high he was the "bottom-ranked prodigy"! Every time his uncle compared him to Cheng A, he would say with a self-proclaimed "selfless dedication spirit", "If it weren't for us holding up the rear, Old Cheng would be ranked first. If there were only Old Cheng left, wouldn't he also be last?"... Whenever this happened, his uncle would chase him around the village, hitting him with a flat stick, and he couldn't even speak, just covering his head with both hands and running wildly around the village.

  In an instant! The whole village was in an uproar, with chickens flying and dogs jumping...

  "Hey! Old brother, you're spacing out again. I'm telling you to have some professionalism, okay? Where's your focus during class?" Just as soon as he spaced out, he failed to catch a pass from his teammate, and immediately drew criticism from old brother.

  "We're just 5 points away from overtaking them, let's go!" Lao Biao shouted with his arms raised high, exuding the demeanor of a great general! "Let's go!" Perhaps infected by Lao Biao's passion, everyone responded loudly.

  At this time, even Lian Cheng A himself felt that his old friend was still charming at this moment. Although it was only a little bit, it was better than nothing!

  But the old table's next move, flying a kiss at the teaching building, almost made him fall into "dog eating shit". This is too pretentious. It turned out that encouraging them was to show off in front of those girls leaning on the balcony of the teaching building...

  At that time, when they were fighting on the court, there were many senior sisters MM lying on the teaching building, evaluating and commenting on the people sweating on the court. Basketball is recognized as one of the most masculine sports after football! Basketball players are also a profession favored by women, so at that time, even if his physical condition was not suitable for the football field, Cheng A still participated in this sport without hesitation. Of course, he went for the former, but Lao Biao's intention made people suspect...

  "Old brother, pass the ball!" The shout came from under the opponent's basket! At this time, Cheng A was slacking off at mid-court. This is too physically demanding! He could hold on for the first half, but in the second half, he was panting and couldn't catch his breath... Old brother grabbed the rebound, gave him a warning shout, and the ball quickly left his hand, flying straight to Cheng A's hands...

  "Ah, you don't know how to be gentle!" Cheng A cursed non-stop, his right hand barely controlling the ball, his left hand constantly waving up and down in pain! At that moment, he really had the urge to scold his mother...

  "We're in trouble! I didn't mean to, you know my straight line is the most powerful." Lao Biao said with an innocent face.

  "...became A, at that time really wanted to hit the old table's slightly sunken square face,"Damn it! You know your straight pass is the most powerful, and you still pass straight. You say you passed and that's it, but you also say it wasn't intentional..."Isn't this clearly telling me that you're being intentional?!

  "Little E, look at Yan B's posture when he snatches the ball, it's so handsome! And that pass is so powerful, even Cheng A, that bookworm (author: "Where did my pig feet go? He's clearly very handsome and heroic?!") can barely catch up. The school flower's best friend, Pu F, stared at Lao Tiao's eyes with sparkling eyes."

  "What's wrong? Didn't he catch it?" The school flower argued back.

  "Can't you just barely catch it?!"

  "...just barely catching it doesn't count as catching it?" The school flower silently said

  "Hey! I didn't expect you'd care so much about that bookworm!" Pu F teased.

  "You're courting death! What are you talking about?" The school beauty's heart skipped a beat as she immediately denied it.

  "Look, our school flower's face is all red, yet she says nothing." Pu F continued to attack.

  "How can I blush?" Perhaps it was a natural reaction, or perhaps it was a guilty conscience, the school flower covered her face with both hands.

  "Still saying nothing, what's with the covering of your face? Are you feeling guilty? It seems that our proud Yang Da Xue Hua has also been moved by spring desires!" Pu F exclaimed loudly and recklessly, instantly attracting the suspicious gazes of the crowd.

  Seeing everyone's suspicious eyes, the school flower turned around and slipped into the classroom, flashing away! And provoked a burst of laughter from Pu F again...

  At this time, the excellent girl was walking over from the corridor, heard Pu F's teasing, and looked at the court with a complex gaze, then looked at the school flower slipping into the classroom, and the original complex eyes flashed a hint of strangeness!

  At this time, Cheng A did not know about the interlude in the corridor, and was single-mindedly controlling the basketball in his hand, looking for an opportunity to break through.

  Suddenly a white shadow flashed before my eyes, and Lao Biao arrived, standing tall like a swordsman in a martial arts novel, with an air of coolness, pride, and loneliness all at once. He was as sharp as the western gate of the Forbidden City, yet as lonely as Dugu Qiubai hiding in a deep valley (a bit pretentious...).

  The people who were originally defending against him were also blocked by Lao Biao's momentum, and the opportunity was not to be missed! Cheng A quickly turned around with the ball, taking advantage of the fact that another member of the opposing team had not yet reacted, quickly took a step forward to surpass the opponent, and swiftly took a second step to adjust his posture. On the third step, he jumped up to shoot, and the three steps were completed in one breath! The basketball rubbed against the board and turned around on the rim before falling in! A standard three-step layup won him a round of applause.

  "Little E, Little E scored a goal again, and he used that three-step move you were talking about, it was so cool!" Pu F exclaimed while running into the classroom and gesturing wildly.

  The classroom fell silent again, and the three big steps didn't know what she was looking at. Seeing her proudly gesturing, everyone burst out laughing!

  "...is a three-step layup! How many times have I told you." The school flower rubbed her forehead in exasperation.

  "Oh! Right, it was that 3-8 step layup, you didn't see how cool the posture was!" Pu F's eyes sparkled with stars, as if the previous blow to Cheng A had never happened.

  "Yes!" Cheng A himself couldn't help but snap his fingers, the basketball he had been practicing for several years finally showed some promise.

  "Old Tab is doing well!" Hadn't even finished gloating when Old Tab gave him a big bear hug!

  "Today, it's all dirty handprints!" Cheng A looked at the "palm print" on his white jersey, then at his cousin's sly smile, and endured it, considering your passing skills...

  But also didn't forget to give him the middle finger