I'm such a lovesick person.

Chapter 49 Dominates the stadium!

He shot three three-pointers in a row, one hit the rim, one hit the backboard, and one missed.

All three goals were lost.

But Wei Lin managed to grab two rebounds!

Everyone suddenly had a feeling that if Wei Lin had not missed the ball three times the last time, he might have been able to grab the rebound!

Putting aside his shooting skills, Wei Lin is obviously a good rebounder.

What surprises everyone is that since you are obviously not good at shooting, why do you insist on shooting three-pointers?
The closer you are to the basket, the higher your shooting accuracy will be. This is common knowledge. You can definitely get closer to the basket before shooting, right?
"Brother, how about you pass the ball more?"

"Brother, if you can't do three points, how about trying two points?"

"Ahem, you should grab more rebounds."

Wei Lin's three team members persuaded him with a smile.

The opponent's number 3 also smiled and said to Wu Feiyu: "This guy is really good at rebounding, but his shooting... cough cough!"

Wu Feiyu frowned and said calmly, "It's our turn to serve."

Everyone immediately looked at the basketball that had rolled under the basketball hoop, including Wu Feiyu, and their eyes lit up slightly.

The ball is at Zhuang Qing's feet.

Zhuang Qing, who has an outstanding figure and appearance, is very famous in this sports center. Not only the badminton players, but even the group of young people on the basketball court often pay attention to her.

"Beautiful sister, please throw the ball to me."

No. 3 reached out for the ball with a smile.

Zhuang Qing didn't say anything.

Under Wu Shilan's surprised gaze, she slowly stood up, dribbled the ball calmly, and came to the three-point line in the bottom corner.

She held the ball with both hands and used the usual two-handed shooting posture of women to push the basketball out in a high arc.

The basketball reached its highest point in a beautiful parabola, and then went into the net with a "swish".

This is the look she should have when shooting a three-pointer. She glanced at Wei Lin proudly, then returned to Wu Shilan and said calmly, "Actually, I can shoot three-pointers too."

"Sister, you are so awesome!"

Wu Shilan clapped her hands excitedly.

Facing Zhuang Qingru's coaching-like shooting, Wei Lin just smiled and didn't say much.

But others are not like that.

"Holy crap! Beautiful sister, you often watch people play basketball, so you know it too!"

"I've never seen a three-pointer with such a high arc. It's so damn beautiful!"

"Amazing! I've never seen a woman shoot such a beautiful basketball!"

Both Wei Lin's teammates and Wu Feiyu's teammates were madly praising Zhuang Qing's wonderful performance, and the way they looked at her had changed.

Wu Feiyu also looked shocked.

It was not until this moment that he suddenly realized that Zhuang Qing frequently looked at the basketball court next door during her free time playing badminton, simply because she also loved and was proficient in this sport.

Instead of having any good feelings towards Wu Feiyu as my sister said.

"continue."

Wu Feiyu looked a little disappointed and urged No. 3 to serve quickly.

The game continues.

Wu Feiyu, who had previously ended the battle with a breakthrough layup, seemed to think that this was meaningless. He then honestly participated in the defense and often passed the ball to his teammates for them to attack.

His teammates were far inferior to him in level, many of their attacks ended in failure, and most of the rebounds fell into Wei Lin's hands.

As if he had listened to his teammates' advice, Wei Lin no longer chose to shoot three-pointers, but chose to pass the ball after getting the rebound.

He doesn't play much defense.

He would occasionally set screens when his teammates were attacking, and when they ran into open space, he would decisively and accurately deliver the ball.

"Well done!"

"Brother, you can pass the ball!"

"Brilliant!"

After receiving the pass from Wei Lin, No. 7, No. 23 and No. 8 did not need to make any adjustments and could directly shoot or layup to score.

——They had never had such a wonderful feeling.

In the past, the ball passed to them by other teammates was either in the wrong position, requiring them to swing their bodies to catch the ball, or the force was not enough, and the ball did not feel right when it entered their hands.

For such a ball, they need to adjust their posture again or bounce the ball to find the feel again.

A split-second delay allowed the opposing defense to get into position, depriving them of an easy scoring opportunity.

The ball passed by Wei Lin was absolutely perfect.

When they get the ball, they don't need to do any unnecessary movements. They can immediately shoot or layup and score easily.

The score gradually increased from 5 to 1 at the beginning to 8 to 7.

After Wu Feiyu stopped participating in the offense and Wei Lin no longer forced three-pointers, the score between the two sides gradually narrowed.

Under the basketball hoop, Zhuang Qing's eyes gradually turned strange, and she saw something.

She understands football.

When Wei Lin and Wu Feiyu stopped participating in the offense, the scores between the two sides became closer and closer. The key was that Wei Lin could always grab the rebounds, and nine out of ten times the ball he sent in could go in!

"In terms of overall perspective, that guy is not even a little bit inferior to Wei Lin. He is not even on the same level."

"That's right, Wei Lin's basket is a little bit lacking, otherwise..."

Zhuang Qing commented secretly.

"Almost there, give me the ball."

When No. 3 served again, Wu Feiyu took the initiative to ask for the ball, wanting to end the fight quickly.

By now he had to admit that Wei Lin could play basketball, but what he wanted was to compete with Wei Lin on the basketball court, not to play like he was doing now.

Without Wei Lin to defend, he couldn't show his ability with swift breakthroughs, and he didn't feel happy even if he scored.

When he went to defend Wei Lin, before he could get close, Wei Lin would pass the ball to his teammate in the open space, helping his teammate to score smoothly.

In short, don't get entangled with him and don't have any direct contact with him.

So, he played poorly in this game.

Seeing that the score was getting closer and closer, and that his side might even lose, he could only resolve the battle in the way he was best at.

"Oh!"

The earth fell into his hands.

The moment he got the ball, Wei Lin, who had never been good at defending, stood in front of him for the first time.

Wu Feiyu was stunned and looked at Wei Lin's face, and then he saw a pair of eyes that were calm to the point of being disturbing.

"You're finally willing to defend me?" Wu Feiyu was immediately excited, his fighting spirit ignited by him. He snorted, "You're only defending me now, isn't it a little late?"

Wei Lin opened his hands, grinned, and said, "Come."

"it is good!"

Unlike facing others, Wu Feiyu patted the basketball and chose to face his back towards him.

From Wei Lin's acceleration when he grabbed the rebound, he knew that Wei Lin was not inferior to him in speed. People who are good at rebounding not only have amazing jumping ability, but also often have outstanding judgment.

Most of these people are good at stealing the ball.

Wu Feiyu was afraid that Wei Lin would steal the ball from him when he changed direction in front of his body, so he turned his back to him, preparing to use force to squeeze and complete the breakthrough.

at the same time.

Ni Yang, a skinny guy from Linjiang University, and several of his friends just stepped into the Feiyu Sports Center with basketballs.

Several people were discussing along the way, talking about who had better skills. Ni Yang's friends all said that Wu Feiyu was very good and no one could beat him in a one-on-one match at the Feiyu Gymnasium.

Ni Yang, who often plays basketball with Lin Bo, says that Lin Bo is better and is definitely not worse than Wu Feiyu.

Unfortunately, his teammates had never played at Linjiang University and didn't know Lin Bo's true abilities. In their minds, Wu Feiyu was the true master. "Uh, that... master Lin Bo mentioned?! Why is he here?"

As soon as Ni Yang came in, he saw a familiar figure defending Wu Feiyu on the court.

Even now, he still doesn't believe what Lin Bo said. He thinks that Lin Bo only exaggerates Wei Lin's basketball achievements out of respect for his predecessors.

After all, Wei Lin's performance on the court that day was not worthy of Lin Bo's praise at all.

"Hey, there's a strange older brother guarding Brother Wu!"

"Haha, Brother Wu, isn't it as easy to cross him as crossing a main road in the early morning?"

"Is not this nonsensical?"

Ni Yang's teammates laughed and joked.

Ni Yang, who had always regarded Lin Bo as his idol, stared at Wei Lin's figure and shut his mouth tactfully, not daring to reveal a word about Lin Bo's admiration for Wei Lin, so as not to embarrass himself.

"Boom! Boom boom!"

The basketball hit the wooden floor hard.

Wu Feiyu began to exert his strength secretly.

He pushed his body backwards very steadily, and as soon as Wei Lin's steps became unstable, he would immediately rush to the basket.

"You are indeed not as strong as me!"

When pushing back twice, Wei Lin took a step back, but quickly came forward again.

"So what if it sticks?"

"I'm still getting closer to the basket. As long as I can get near the basket, I can score easily!"

Wu Feiyu sneered in his heart and pushed back again.

But this time, Wei Lin, who had been resisting him, seemed to lose his strength in an instant.

Wu Feiyu pushed with all his strength, and suddenly hit the air.

He stumbled, and the hand that was hitting the ball and his body fell backwards.

Wei Lin had already moved forward and took advantage of his unstable position to steal the ball cleanly.

After taking two steps back, Wei Lin suddenly took the ball from outside the three-point line and rushed back, turning from the defensive side to the offensive side.

The two exchanged identities!

"Damn it! Brother Wu got the ball stolen by him!"

People on both sides were shouting and all eyes were staring at them.

Zhuang Qing and Wu Shilan stopped drinking water. Their bright eyes fell on Wei Lin and Wu Feiyu, with a solemn look on their faces.

"I, my brother..."

Wu Shilan was saying something that she herself couldn't understand.

Zhuang Qing took a deep breath.

Wei Lin's eyes at this moment suddenly reminded her of the scene on the Nanshan trail when Wei Lin rushed into the bushes to find her, and suddenly hit the migrant worker with his trekking pole.

"Is this the real Wei Lin?"

Zhuang Qing's eyes were focused, and she couldn't help but sit up straight under the basketball hoop.

"Brother Wu's ball was stolen!"

One of Wu Feiyu's team members was still exclaiming in disbelief.

"What? Wu Feiyu's ball was intercepted?!"

"how is this possible?"

The people on other basketball courts were also alarmed by the noise. They stopped playing and even ignored the balls and all rushed towards this half-court area.

Ni Yang and his gang also quickly gathered and scattered around the court.

In the Feiyu Sports Center, there are also several masters of the same level as Wu Feiyu, and neither of them can defend against the other in the attack.

Wu Feiyu's one-on-one skills are even more outstanding. He is always successful in breaking through and making layups, and almost no one can defend him.

When encountering an opponent of equal strength, he is usually unable to defend against the opponent, and the opponent is also unable to defend against him.

Like today, it was the first time for him to have the ball intercepted during a one-on-one breakthrough.

Naturally eye-catching!

“So many people watch you play.”

Wei Lin pulled up the corners of his mouth to smile, and dribbled the ball skillfully behind his back.

When Wu Feiyu was about to speak, his left shoulder suddenly sank and his body's center of gravity tilted to the left along with the ball.

Wu Feiyu's words were stuck in his throat, and his steps and center of gravity shifted.

"Oh!"

The basketball hit the ground behind Wei Lin and instantly bounced back to his right hand. His slightly sinking shoulders and body suddenly stopped.

"Oops!"

Wu Feiyu didn't have time to adjust his shifted steps and center of gravity. He turned his head and saw Wei Lin pass him like lightning, reach the basket in three steps, and easily put the ball into the basket with a small hook shot.

"Brother Wu was passed!"

"He beat Brother Wu in a one-on-one duel!"

In the stadium and at the edge of the stadium, the contestants and onlookers were all exclaiming.

Wu Feiyu's face was gloomy, and he shouted, "Come again!"

Wei Lin got the ball and threw it to teammate No. 7 standing at the three-point line and said, "Serve."

No. 7's face was full of respect. After receiving the ball, he passed it back to him without saying a word.

The moment Wei Lin received the ball, he quickly retreated to the three-pointer in the bottom corner, which was exactly where Zhuang Qing had shot before.

All the contestants, including Zhuang Qing and Wu Shilan, knew that his three-point shooting was not accurate, and they all looked at him strangely.

Wu Feiyu also mocked him and shouted, "Grab the rebound!"

So a group of people swarmed under the basket, all ready to grab the rebound, and no one really tried hard to defend Wei Lin.

Wei Lin used a sudden move and the basketball also showed a high parabola and then fell steadily into the basket.

"Shh!"

The moment the ball went in, while everyone was still shouting and cheering, Wei Lin headed towards the three-point line in front of the basket and shouted, "Serve!"

No. 23 got the ball and threw it back to No. 7 outside the three-point line, and No. 7 passed it to Wei Lin again.

Seeing Wei Lin standing outside the three-point line again, Wu Feiyu immediately rushed over at his fastest speed and watched Wei Lin raise his hand and stand on tiptoe again.

Wu Feiyu opened his hands and leaped high into the air like an eagle swooping down for its prey, as if he was about to block the shot.

Wei Lin's heels left the ground and suddenly returned to their original positions in an instant!

Before Wu Feiyu landed in the air, he rushed to the basket again like lightning. When Wu Feiyu realized that it was a fake, he looked back and found that Wei Lin had also taken off.

"Fuck! That jump is too damn high!"

Someone shouted at the top of his lungs.

Several of Wu Feiyu's teammates gathered under the basket and wanted to intercept, but they found that Wei Lin was already in the air above their heads and could only sigh in despair.

Wei Lin in mid-air, facing the basket at an angle, stretched his body, and glided in a tomahawk posture.

"Bang!"

He finished with a dunk with great force.

Zhuang Qing stood up quietly under the basketball hoop.

……

　Lao Ni, who is 172cm tall, can only jump to the bottom edge of the backboard and has never touched the basket in his life.

　　Dunking is a dream, but I know it is just a dream. With my athletic talent and height, it will never come true.

　　So, I asked Wei Lin to help me make it happen!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)