Chapter Seventy-Fifth: Falsely Transmitted True Shooting

  A loud "slap" sound. The tall, bald man felt the basketball in his palm being slapped away by a hand from the side. The tall, bald man caught a glimpse of a figure flashing past him, already controlling the slapped-away basketball in his hand.

  After being blocked, the tall guy didn't look flustered or depressed. He immediately adjusted his position and switched from offense to defense. At this time, the tall guy clearly saw who had blocked his fadeaway shot. Now, outside the three-point line, slowly moving the ball that was blocked by himself was the youngest-looking of the four opponents.

  Lin Xiaoyu slowly operated the ball that had just been passed to him by the tall, bald-headed player outside the three-point line. Lin Xiaoyu wanted to pass the ball to his teammate who had appeared in an open position, but he found that his three teammates seemed to want him to attack himself at this time. None of them went to run for position and ask for the ball, instead they pulled away the defensive players to create a favorable space for Lin Xiaoyu to break through under the blue sky.

  Seeing this situation, Lin Xiaoyu had to take the initiative to attack. Lin Xiaoyu drove the ball to the right side, and when his defender blocked his path to the right, Lin Xiaoyu made a very smooth turn, spinning around with the ball from his own right side to the back, easily shaking off his defender behind him.

  After shaking off the defender, the direct line between Lin Xiaoyu and the basket became unobstructed. Lin Xiaoyu then followed this undefended path to charge straight to the basket.

  The tall, bald-headed player saw his teammate being screened out and abandoned Zhang Zhihui, who was tightly defending under the basket, to move into the three-second zone in the middle lane to block the opponent's upcoming layup.

  Lin Xiaoyu, who had already driven the ball into the three-second zone, saw a bald-headed tall man come over to block his way to the basket, but Lin Xiaoyu didn't change his pace because of this sudden defense. As he ran, Lin Xiaoyu picked up the ball that had just bounced off the floor with one hand, took a big step forward with his right foot, and then wrapped the ball around his back with his right hand.

  The bald and tall player saw his opponent rushing towards him, already holding the ball to complete a two-and-a-half step layup. However, he didn't jump up to block or disrupt the opponent's rhythm. Instead, he stretched out his right hand to intercept the opponent who was driving to his left side on the right side.

  This wasn't a misjudgment by the bald and tall player, but because he noticed that the opponent's gaze was directed at his right rear side. The bald and tall player knew that Zhang Zhihui, whom he should be defending, was standing behind him. Now that he had come to provide support defense, Zhang Zhihui behind him was in an unguarded state. The bald and tall player knew that the opponent who was about to drive to the basket must have wanted to pass the ball with his backhand to Zhang Zhihui, who was in a better scoring position. Therefore, the bald and tall player made the move to intercept this backhand pass.

  The bald-headed tall guy knew his judgment was correct, because he had already seen the basketball appear on the left side of the opponent who was about to make a backhand pass. The bald-headed tall guy knew that this ball would soon be blocked by himself in mid-air.

  But the bald and tall right hand stretched out did not touch anything, because the basketball that had just appeared behind Lin Xiaoyu's left side with half of its body exposed immediately disappeared behind Lin Xiaoyu's back, but quickly reappeared in Lin Xiaoyu's right hand stretching out to the front right.

  These movements were completed between the spark and the stone, neat and efficient, and familiar with ease, without giving the tall and handsome man any time to react.

  "Got played......" The word suddenly appeared in the mind of the tall and bald guy, but at this time, all he could do was watch with his own eyes as his opponent easily scored a two-and-a-half-step layup.

  When the basketball lightly wiped the net and fell to the ground, a warm applause burst out from outside the court.

  This goal is really too beautiful, a two-and-a-half-step layup can actually make a fake backhand pass to shake off the opponent in front of him, and then score easily. Most people only see such goals on TV when those stars occasionally do it, and they didn't expect such moves to appear right in front of them, how could this not make the spectators at the scene burst into cheers?

  "My god, that guy is so awesome! He can even do a move like this when going for the basket. I thought he was going to pass the ball out with his backhand, but unexpectedly he pulled it back and went for the basket. This guy is just too awesome..." An audience member in his twenties wearing a red basketball vest couldn't help but exclaim.

  "Yes, that action was so cool, just like dancing... I've only seen NBA players do this on TV, didn't expect to see it here... And it's done exactly the same way as on TV, so smooth and beautiful... Can't believe it!" Another spectator, B, who had taken off his shirt and put it over his shoulder, chimed in.

  "The guy who just scored, I've been watching him play at Tingyun since he was a middle school kid. Back then, I could still defend against him... But now his skills are almost on par with Zhang Zhihui's... This guy is really something else when it comes to playing ball. Nowadays, whenever I play against him, it's basically a guaranteed defeat..." said spectator Bing, wearing a drenched jersey, to his friend beside him.

  "What just happened with the goal...... I just sneezed and didn't see......" Because of a sneeze, audience Ding missed the wonderful goal that had just occurred. He hastily asked his companion who was still excitedly cheering beside him. He couldn't imagine what kind of wonderful goal had appeared on the field during the time he sneezed. The cheers erupting from the field made him very curious.

  "Hey, Xiao Yu. That fake pass just now even fooled me, I really thought you were going to pass the ball to me! When did you learn this trick?" Zhang Zhihui gently patted Lin Xiaoyu's back of the head and scolded with a smile.

  Lin Xiaoyu scratched her head in embarrassment and smiled, saying: "I saw 'White Chocolate' play like this before, so I learned it. Hehe."

  The cheers outside the court made Lin Xiaoyu feel extremely comfortable, this feeling made Lin Xiaoyu feel like she was floating on cloud nine, Lin Xiaoyu thought that this was one of the greatest joys basketball had brought to her.

  Zhang Zhihui just made that bald-headed tall guy make three consecutive alley-oops in front of him, so after Zhang Zhihui received Lin Xiaoyu's pass, he also came up with a dunk, although Zhang Zhihui's dunk angle was not as big as the bald-headed tall guy's, but Zhang Zhihui's precise dunk still sent the bald-headed tall guy's team off the court.

  "Your fake action is really powerful, your eyes even fooled me." When losing the game and leaving the court, the tall bald man walked to Lin Xiaoyu's side and praised him. The tall bald man's face didn't show any disappointment from losing the game, but instead showed a kind of excitement from playing with Lin Xiaoyu.

  Lin Xiaoyu likes playing with people who don't take winning or losing to heart. Lin Xiaoyu also smiled and said, "Your backhand is quite powerful."

  "Haha, let's play basketball together again sometime, I have something to attend to and need to leave first. See you later." The tall bald man also bid farewell to Lin Xiaoyu with a smile, and nodded at Lin Pingfeng and Zhang Zhihui as well. The tall bald man thought it was quite interesting playing basketball with this younger guy.

  "Xiao Yu, don't you really know him? Haven't you seen him before?" Lin Pingfeng walked over and curiously asked Lin Xiaoyu.

  "Haven't seen it before." Lin Xiaoyu found it a bit strange that Lin Pingfeng would ask herself such a question.

  "That's strange, he should be the basketball team of your Experimental Middle School. Last time our Fourth Middle School played against Experimental Middle School, I was defeated by this guy. How can you not know him if you're also on the basketball team?" Lin Pingfeng asked out of curiosity.

  "What? He's on the Experimental Middle School basketball team? No way, I've never seen him at school before." Lin Xiaoyu was a bit incredulous.

  "It's absolutely him from your experimental middle school. He seems to be in the same grade as me, logically speaking, he shouldn't have graduated yet, how come you've never seen him at school? He's the leader of the school team!" Lin Pingfeng was puzzled.

  Lin Xiaoyu couldn't answer Lin Pingfeng's question, and she was certain that there was no such person in her school team. She joked that she trained with the team every day and everyone knew each other, but this person was someone she had only met today. How could he be a teammate from her experimental middle school? Lin Xiaoyu thought Lin Pingfeng must have made a mistake.

  "What are you two talking about? It's time to start playing basketball, hurry up and come over to defend." At this point, Zhang Zhihui called out to Lin Xiaoyu and the others to come over and start playing.

  Lin Xiaoyu could only throw this question aside and continue to work hard on the court, sweating out her youth.