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Chapter 201: Win the Pretty Points Next Time

The game was finally frozen at 98:87.

When the ending whistle sounded, the audience stood up and applauded desperately.

In fact, for most of the time, they had never sat down.

Because this competition was so exciting, weird and shocking.

Zhuang Buyuan welcomed his eighth victory.

Manor tip: "Congratulations to the brutal manor owner for another victory!"

"Current number of wins: 8/30, please continue to work hard."

"This victory evaluation: an overly single method of winning. Once you encounter tactical changes, you will be exhausted. Please expand your own tactics."

This evaluation is not surprising, because the audience scored 98 points...

Without exception, it was all slam dunk!

One-handed dunk, two-handed dunk, back buckle, turn, rotate, relay...

One game was beaten into a slam dunk contest.

49 slam dunks created a magical game. There is no doubt that this game will be recorded in the history of the world basketball world.

Normally, slam dunk is not an effective scoring method.

Not to mention two points, the limitations are still very large.

But as the opponent, Huancheng was beaten to the point of being beaten without temper. The girls were really too fast. Even if they knew that the other party was going to dunk, they could not stop it at all.

The audience, from the beginning to the moment they were stunned, their worldview was destroyed.

What we watched is not a basketball game, what we played is not a game, yes, that's it!

Don't think too much, just look at it!

The game was nearly an hour longer than expected, because it was paused seven or eight times in the middle of the game. There was no way. The basket was dunked and almost all the baskets in the Xu'an Sports Goods Warehouse were moved over. The workers and masters changed the baskets under the attention of the whole game. They were under great pressure and sweating every time.

Every time I change the basket, I have to carefully check the firmness of the basketball stand, for fear that the girls will dunk it down directly.

Fortunately, the girls' figures are not as terrifying as those human-shaped monsters in the NBA. They are not tall, and the basketball stand can still withstand it.

The leaders of Xu'an University were heartbroken and happy.

After this game, their basketball court will become a legend!

Should I take the broken basket for auction?

Or frame it directly and put it in the school museum?

When the whistle sounded at the end of the game, countless sports reporters rushed forward crazily, wanting to interview Lin Han, who contributed 21 slam dunks, that is, 42 points.

"Student Lin Han, can we ask why you all use only slam dunk? Do you want to convey any information?"

What reporters want to hear at this time is actually the declarations of female players.

For example, "Slam dunk is not a patent for men, but women can do it too."

"I am the little princess of slam dunk, and I am speaking for myself."

But Lin Han obviously didn't think so.

"Uh, if basketball is not in your hands, it will be in danger of being taken away..." Lin Han's answer was very simple.

In the manor, when you are practicing with a pervert, you dare to make a three-pointer? It turns into the other party's three-pointer in the air.

Do you dare to make a layup? If you don’t go up, it will turn into a layup.

If it weren't for the rules, the girls didn't want to dribble, they just wanted to run with their hands tightly on the ball.

There is only one way to break through a perverted sparring defense, which is to hold the ball tightly with both hands, jump up, and put the ball into the basket.

If it is not pulled away in the air, the ball may be in the basket.

In the manor, they try seven or eight times, and maybe they can succeed once.

So, Lin Han added shyly: "I never thought that slam dunk is also a very happy thing. Thank you, brothers in Huancheng."

On the back of the camera, Zhuang Buyuan added his forehead with his hands and shook his head desperately. He did not expect that Mifei'er's training would have such a counterproductive effect, which made the girls develop this bad habit.

How to correct their habits?

Let them know that even if they catch the ball with both hands, it is not safe? Will it be taken away by someone?

Well...it seems like that should be.

But I always feel that... the gap between the games the girls play and the "basketball" game is getting bigger and bigger, and the distance is getting farther and farther...

When Zhuang Buyuan thought so, Lin Han couldn't help but shivered. He always felt that life would become more difficult in the future!

On the other side, I could not get any touching words from Lin Han's mouth, and the reporters found the snowflakes next to me again.

Snowflakes contributed the second-place score in the game, with 32 points, or 16 slam dunks.

Facing the camera and microphone, Xuehua said: "I feel it... Um, can I check the basket next time, my hand is scratched, it hurts so much, wuwuwu..."

She held up a slam dunk, exerting too much force, and her hand was cut and she burst into tears.

Reporter: "…"

Is there a normal person in this team?

Is there anyone who can give us a pleasant interview?

Finally, the reporters saw the village standing on the sidelines not far away.

"Coach Zhuang, can you tell me your views and comments on this game?"

"We won." Zhuang Buyuan smiled at the camera. An uncle who was paying attention to this game is embarrassed to let you down.

A point is added not far away!

Jia Yelian loses one point!

The reporters looked at each other, only such a little bit of thought? Are there no other thoughts?

"Is there nothing else to say? Your team just created a miracle!"

But sorry, the owner of the manor created too many miracles. He was a little immune to miracles and didn't think it was anything great.

There is no way, the reporters can only tempt: "Your team just won a professional team, and they only use slam dunks. Can you please tell me the reason for this? "

"Reason?" Zhuang Buyuan pinched his chin and thought, "There is no way. The girls' skills are too rough. Lin Han's three-point shooting percentage is no more than one-fifth, and at least he won't miss a slam dunk."

Next to him, Lin Han covered his face and begged not to say anything!

So bad!

Reporter: "…"

This is why?

"Then do you have any expectations and expectations for your players?" the reporters asked again.

"Is there any chance of winning?"

I have 22 games waiting!

“What about specificity?”

"I'm improving the scoring efficiency a little, I only have two points each time. Are you tired? And I'm so worried about watching here, I'm all hungry." Zhuang Buyuan said, "Either turn the dunk into a three-pointer, or practice other goalscoring methods as soon as possible!"

The girls lowered their heads and accepted Zhuang Buyuan's criticism.

Turning a slam dunk into a three-pointer?

That is, will you really jump outside the three-point line next time?

The reporters had circles of eyes.

"So do you have anything to say to the fans now?"

"Um... Sorry, I've let you down this time, and we'll win more beautifully next time."

Pretend! Just pretend!

The reporters all wanted to use the camera to smash the heads of the village not far away.

Only Jia Yelian, who smashed seven cups in a certain building, knew that Zhuang Buyuan's words were said to him.

Who said this kid is humble and polite and knows how to advance and retreat?

This kid is so arrogant!
Chapter completed!
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