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"You guys are no good. You need to step up your game, class monitor," Zhang Fu said with a smile to Lin Chuan, who was holding the ball. They were now leading by three goals and had a significantly better momentum.

Lin Chuan didn't show much change in expression. This kind of trash talk, common on the basketball court, is meant to mess with someone's mentality. He replied, "Don't worry, there's still time."

Zhang Fu, a high school freshman, was already nearly 1.8 meters tall. With his broad shoulders, Lin Chuan felt as if a bear-like figure was blocking his way. If someone were less timid, they might have been intimidated by his imposing presence.

Lin Chuan simply dribbled the ball, deliberately creating some distance between them, holding the ball in his left hand while stepping to the left with his right foot, making a gesture as if he was about to break through to the left.

Zhang Fu kept a close eye on the other person's movements, so he subconsciously moved a small step to the right as well.

At this moment, Lin Chuan stepped on the ground with his right foot, and the basketball in his left hand landed again. He turned around, the basketball bounced up after hitting the ground, and he switched to holding the ball with his right hand, breaking through Zhang Fu's right side directly.

This is a rare step-back turn on the basketball court. Lin Chuan easily bypassed Zhang Fu in just one round and then scored with a layup.

"That was a beautiful shot," Liu Lei said.

"Damn, my brother Lin is awesome." Wang Xu also gave a thumbs up.

A burst of enthusiastic applause and cheers erupted from the audience of Class 5.

"Our class monitor seems to be pretty good at basketball," one of the girls said.

"Yeah, yeah," the other girls chimed in.

Although these girls didn't really understand the rules of basketball, they could tell that Lin Chuan's shot just now was very well played, even without any prior knowledge.

Zhang Fu, who looked as burly as a bear, was easily defeated and escaped by Lin Chuan in just one exchange, as if he had been toyed with.

By the time Zhang Fu tried to keep up with Lin Chuan's movements, he realized he was already too late. When he turned around, Lin Chuan had already completed the layup, and he could only see the basketball bounce into the net.

In the subsequent matches, Lin Chuan on the field would not only play, but also constantly raise his hand to direct his teammates' positioning, giving off a somewhat commanding and authoritative feeling.

Class 5 quickly caught up with several more goals, and with the help of his teammates, even Wang Xu scored his third goal, finally tying the score at 20-20.

"There's only one minute left!" the boy in charge of timing shouted.

The game restarted, and Zhang Fu took over the first ball from his teammate. Even a seasoned player like him couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Although the score has been caught up, there is not much time left. He only has one minute left. If he seizes the opportunity, he can win the game. Just thinking about it is exhilarating, especially to win the game in front of so many people.

After taking a deep breath, without any warning, Zhang Fu accelerated and broke through to the right. Lin Chuan quickly followed, but the next second, he felt his shoulder bump into someone. It was his teammate who had already blocked the way.

This is the pick-and-roll tactic in basketball, a simple yet exceptionally effective team play.

Zhang Fu successfully broke into the paint. Facing Wang Xu, who was helping to defend, he faked his way past him. The basket was not far away. He took three steps forward when a figure jumped up beside him.

That was Wang Guohua, who was in charge of rebounding. He jumped up next to Zhang Fu, and although he didn't block the shot directly, he still touched the basketball. The basketball hit the rim and bounced back, giving Liu Hao possession of the ball. He immediately dribbled towards the opponent's half of the court. Just as he crossed half-court, someone double-teamed him and stopped him.

Faced with the double team, Liu Hao hesitated for a moment. He was a bit far from the basket, and although it was a good opportunity to make a game-winning shot, he wasn't confident he could shoot from a distance. After a moment's hesitation, he gritted his teeth and threw the ball elsewhere.

Lin Chuan caught the ball and stood right at the three-point line.

At that moment, the boy in charge of timing shouted from the sidelines, "Twenty seconds left!"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone on the court became inexplicably nervous, even the girl who didn't understand basketball. Lin Chuan, who was holding the ball, naturally became the center of everyone's attention.

Lin Chuan simply bent his knees slightly and made a throwing motion.

The third-class defender was startled and hurriedly jumped up, only to find that Lin Chuan's shot was just a feint. The moment the boy jumped, Lin Chuan started his layup and dribbled the ball from the side of the court into the restricted area.

Zhang Fu and his teammates were no rookies either. The two of them had given up marking their opponents and were focusing all their efforts on defense. They were betting that Lin Chuan wouldn't pass the ball on the last possession.

Seeing Lin Chuan start his layup, Zhang Fu was overjoyed. He had guessed correctly. Now it was two against one under the basket, and the two had excellent teamwork, which could completely block Lin Chuan's layup route!

This would lead to a tie and extra time, with the advantage still in their hands.

Lin Chuan took the final step, leaping off the side of the basket and lifting the basketball with both hands.

Zhang Fu and another boy with a buzz cut leaped high, sandwiching Lin Chuan and slapping the basketball in his hand.

Just as they were about to touch the basketball, Lin Chuan suddenly lowered his hand holding the ball, pulling it down towards his body. He adjusted his direction in mid-air and leaped over the two men's raised hands.

At the same time, extend your right hand outward and toss the basketball up from the other end of the rim.

"Time's up!" the boys in the audience shouted.

Lin Chuan landed steadily on both feet, while the basketball traced a perfect arc along the rim and slammed into the net.

The score is now 21-20, Class 5 has won the game!

After a few seconds of silence, the basketball court erupted in enthusiastic applause and cheers.

They thoroughly enjoyed watching this game, especially the final shot that sealed the victory. Although it wasn't the kind of violent aesthetics of a dunk, the boy's movements were so light and graceful. In their words, it was incredibly stylish, so very stylish!

"Holy crap, our class monitor is kind of handsome, isn't he?" one guy exclaimed.

"That last layup looked familiar," another boy said. "I think I saw someone use that in the NBA."

"Of course you recognize it. It's from 03, Kobe's game against the Spurs," another veteran NBA fan said. "Back then, he was facing the defense of Horry, Duncan, and Parker when he made that layup."

This shot certainly doesn't reach NBA level, but for a high school student, that should be the limit.

Wang Xu jogged over, gave Lin Chuan a thumbs-up, and said, "Dude, are you Kobe?"

"I was just going to make a layup, is it really necessary to make such a big deal out of it?" Lin Chuan said, adding that young people are always so easily alarmed.

"The last shot was amazing," Wang Guohua said.

"Everyone played really well," Lin Chuan said, then looked at Liu Hao, "The last pass was good."

Liu Hao looked at Lin Chuan but said nothing.

Wang Xu felt that if he had made a shot like this even occasionally, he would have been happy for a long time. But to make it a game-winning shot in front of so many people was incredibly exhilarating! Especially the girls on the court, their eyes were practically lighting up when they looked at Lin Chuan.

He couldn't help but pat Lin Chuan on the shoulder and click his tongue, "Damn! I'm so fucking envious of you!"

Lin Chuan looked at Zhang Fu beside him and asked, "We won, right?"

Zhang Fu glanced at him, quite impressed. "You're really good. Were you on the school team before?"

"No, just playing casual basketball," Lin Chuan said.

Zhang Fu didn't say anything, but gave a thumbs up. He couldn't have done that last shot if he were in Zhang Fu's shoes, so he was quite impressed.

While everyone was still excitedly discussing the last shot, many people came over to praise the class monitor for being so amazing. Lin Chuan, however, didn't like being watched and quietly squeezed out of the crowd to make his escape.

He was suddenly tapped on the right shoulder. He turned to look to the right, but there was no one there. When he turned back, he found a girl standing on his left.

"You played well," the girl said with a smile.

"Not bad, played normally," Lin Chuan shrugged. "How was the last shot?"

"It's alright, but you should still thank me for cheering you on."

"I saw it, I saw it," Lin Chuan said. "Without Miss Chen's encouragement, the last ball might not have gone in."

Chen Xiyu smiled with satisfaction.

"Not bad, not bad, you did very well." Instructor Liu walked over, grinning. This was the first time they had seen their instructor smile so happily today. He even waved to Instructor Zhang beside him, "Your class was good, but it's just a little bit short."

Instructor Zhang gave a wry smile. Why is it so hard to beat that guy even once?

"Instructor Liu, what about the promised ice cream?" a student asked boldly.

"I'll buy it for you guys when we rest later," Instructor Liu said with a smile.

"Yay! The instructor is awesome!" the students cheered again.

"It's almost time, let's go back to the assembly point," Instructor Liu said.