I, Yan Jiefang, will live to 2025 in this courtyard house.

Yan Jiefang keenly sensed the opponent's targeted defense and knew that he had already slept his best and achieved his goal.

He stopped focusing on showing off his skills, deliberately toned down his brilliance, and stopped forcing himself to score.

In the last few dozen seconds, he deliberately drew away the defensive firepower of two or three opponents.

Constantly making runs to draw double teams creates ample space for teammates to attack, while maintaining steady ball control and making precise passes ensures that the initiative on the field remains firmly in their grasp.

Aside from making one three-pointer, he gave almost all other offensive opportunities to his teammates, steadily maintaining their hard-won lead.

Everyone in the audience was stunned. From the initial shock and excitement, they were left with nothing but admiration and amazement.

No one expected that this seemingly hopeless game would be turned around by a first-year high school substitute making his first appearance on the field!

Many people from mechanical and electrical engineering schools inquired about the student's background.

The final whistle blew sharply, and the game came to a complete end.

With a score of 51 to 47, Beiwu Electric pulled off a hard-fought away victory from the brink of defeat.

The audience remained stunned for a long time, the cheers still ringing out, and many people's eyes were fixed on Yan Jiefang.

The team members from the Electrical Engineering School were somewhat dejected.

Their previously unassailable advantage was completely shattered in just two or three minutes by a substitute rookie, causing them to lose their composure.

The members of the Beiwu Electric team gathered around, their eyes filled with disbelief and heartfelt admiration as they looked at Yan Jiefang.

After the match, Yan Jiefang's name quickly spread throughout the two schools, and he became known as the dark horse.

On the sidelines, a teacher, clutching his camera, hurried away, his face beaming with excitement.

He wanted to develop the amazing dunking shots he had captured as soon as possible and take them to a newspaper he knew to publish them.

The teachers and team members from Beiwudian walked back to school in high spirits.

Coach Li called Yan Jiefang over again, praised him in front of everyone, and said that he would increase Yan's playing time in the later games.

After he leaves the field, he should practice passing and footwork more.

He discovered these weaknesses through Yan Jiefang's mistakes in the previous match.

Yan Jiefang nodded to indicate that he understood.

Coach Li then carefully explained the gains and losses of the match before dismissing the team.

After the coach left, the team members did not disperse but gathered around to greet Yan Jiefang.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, Yan Jiefang's rise to prominence is now unstoppable, as evidenced by today's match.

It would be better to build a good relationship with him now, so that things will be easier for us in the team later.

Even the two or three people who had previously been hostile towards him came over and said nice things to him for free.

By the end of the afternoon, most of my roommates had heard about it.

This is because schools are small and have few students, so information spreads very quickly.

If it were the university he attended in his previous life, it would definitely be much slower.

When Yan Jiefang returned to his dormitory that evening, his roommates all congratulated him.

Some gossipy classmates asked for details.

Yan Jiefang patiently picked out everything he could say.

They repeat themselves almost without ever saying the same thing twice.

For the next week, Yan Jiefang spent his time on normal study and training.

Thanks to Coach Li's targeted training, his passing, footwork, and defense have all improved significantly.

They reached 70 and 65 points respectively.

In terms of basketball skills, he is now above average and has no major weaknesses.

There has been very little improvement in dribbling and shooting.

One reason is that the improvement of each skill becomes slower as you progress, and the other is naturally due to the reduction in training time.

But with a shooting accuracy of over 80, he would be an absolute top shooter no matter where he is!

This includes the probability of making shots, including three-pointers.

Of course, this shooting percentage is not fixed and will be adjusted according to his shooting position.

The closer you are to the basket, the higher your shooting percentage.

The three-point line is the standard 80% shooting percentage.

Less than 60% of the time was spent outside the halfway line.

This Sunday, the Northern Electric Power Company will once again set out to face Factory 738.

A team whose strength consistently ranks third in the Jiuxianqiao and Dashanzi area.

In the past, when Beiwu Electric, whose strength was in the middle to upper range, encountered them, they won more often than they lost.

They could barely manage an arm wrestling match.

But this time, with Yan Jiefang in charge, Coach Li's confidence increased significantly.

His only regret was that the Beiwu Electric Basketball Team had been eliminated in the vocational school basketball league in early November this year.

If Yan Jiefang had been chosen to play from the beginning, the outcome might have been completely different.

It's all his fault for being too cautious and missing a good opportunity.

. . .

Just as Yan Jiefang was dominating the competition, the turmoil at courtyard house number 95 was quietly brewing.

The deaf old woman in the backyard regretted it terribly after taking home the homeless, mentally challenged Zhu to stay temporarily.

Born in 1885, she is now 76 years old and can still barely take care of herself.

Having lived a life of luxury and been used to being waited on hand and foot, they are now impatient with having no one to take care of them and having to do everything themselves.

At first, she took in Sha Zhu, thinking that she would have another laborer and another person to rely on.

I can't expect her to do much housework, but I can run errands and get some free meals from the cafeteria that Sha Zhu brings back, so it's not bad to get some benefits.

In the end, it was all for naught.

She asked Sha Zhu to empty her chamber pot several times, but he ignored and refused.

Every day, Sha Zhu would bring back food from the cafeteria, and Qin Huairu would receive none of it.

The resentment that had been building up inside her made her increasingly dislike Sha Zhu, and she was filled with frustration and anger.

In the middle of the month, around dusk, Sha Zhu, with a lewd smile on his face, sauntered back to the backyard of the courtyard house.

He had just taken advantage of Qin Huairu again, touching her small hand.

I felt wonderful inside, completely relaxed, and couldn't suppress the smile on my face.

He completely ignored the deaf old woman sitting at the door with a livid face.

He went inside and lay down, crossed his legs and swayed leisurely, humming a tuneless little tune, looking quite pleased with himself.

This carefree attitude completely ignited the long-simmering anger within the deaf old woman.

"Bang Bang Bang!"

He slammed his cane hard against the wooden threshold, the dull sound abruptly interrupting Sha Zhu's smug state.

Sha Zhu looked up impatiently and immediately noticed the old lady's displeasure:

"Grandma, what are you knocking for?"

Qin Huairu is pregnant and the family is almost starving. I can't just watch her and the baby go hungry!

From now on, the lunchboxes will naturally have to be given to her.

You're old, you don't have many days left to live, why get so worked up? Wouldn't it be better to just lie down and wait to die?

These words completely struck at the deaf old woman's bottom line. She trembled with anger, her lips quivering, her cloudy eyes fixed on Sha Zhu, her voice hoarse yet sharp:

"Silly Zhu! I must have been blind to take you in! I thought you were old enough to be sensible..."

And what happened? You showed absolutely no respect for me, the old woman who took you in!

I'm almost thirty, and I've wasted my life!

She slammed her cane down hard, her anger surging:

"I'm old and have difficulty moving around. You keep making excuses when I ask you to help with the housework!"

I took you in, and even if I don't get any benefit from it, at least you can't be this angry with me!

Do you even have a conscience?

Sha Zhu's face stiffened from the scolding; he was unhappy but knew he was in the wrong.

For a moment, he had no way to refute her, so he could only reluctantly put down his swaying legs and remain silent.

Deep down, he still felt that he had done nothing wrong in cherishing Qin Huairu.

At this moment, the neighbors who heard the commotion gathered around, keeping quiet and secretly watching the show.

Let's wait and see how things develop.