At the beginning, Gu Jia and Jiang Nansun were intercepted, and Qiao Yingzi pursued them

"..."

Ji Yangyang's eyes turned cold, and at this moment, Peng Jiahe's voice spread throughout the basketball court.

"Brother, come on, kill that idiot."

He didn't know that the other party was coming for him, and his face looked very ugly.

"If you lose later, don't blame me for bullying you."

Qin Fan smiled casually, "If you can beat me, the Typhoon Son at the school gate will be given to you directly."

"Really?"

Ji Yangyang's heart moved, "What if I lose?"

"You don't have to pay any stakes. There's no shame in losing to me."

"Stop looking down on people!"

Ji Yangyang was extremely annoyed after being repeatedly bullied by Qin Fan. He turned to the players and said, "You guys go down first. I want to challenge him one-on-one!"

The other students felt that something was wrong and had already wanted to leave, but when they heard this, they walked under the basketball hoop and became spectators with great interest.

Originally, Qin Fan planned to change his position and continue playing half-court three-on-three with Ji Yangyang and the others, but he didn't expect Ji Yangyang to be so tough and specifically asked to challenge him.

Qin Fan thought about it and hooked his finger at the four classmates who had just left the field.

"I'm so sorry. Because of me, you guys can't even play ball. Come here and get your money."

As he spoke, he took out a stack of old grandfather's bills from his pocket and gave one to each person.

The four students who went down later were a little uncomfortable when they saw the first extra receiving the money. Why did he get the money while they had no money? They didn't expect Qin Fan to be so open-minded and give money to everyone.

This scene made the students watching envious and jealous.

If I had known there was money to be made, I would have gone to play basketball with Ji Yangyang just now.

"Thank you, brother!"

"Brother, I support you, you must win!"

Qin Fan smiled happily and took out a picture of an old man and handed it to him, "Little smart guy, I like your cleverness in talking."

"Sister Jiahe, your brother is so generous!"

Qiao Yingzi was surprised. She realized the power of money for the first time. With only a few hundred dollars, she persuaded Ji Yangyang's classmates to rebel.

"It's only five hundred yuan, not even enough for him to have breakfast..."

Peng Jiahe suddenly had an idea. He could bribe a classmate with just one hundred yuan. This deal was worth it. It was a good opportunity to attack Ji Yangyang, and he couldn't miss it.

After thinking about it, Peng Jiahe walked into the arena, took the stack of money from Qin Fan, waved the money and said loudly, "Anyone who supports my brother in beating up that idiot will get 100 yuan each!"

“Me!” “I support you too!” “Give it to me, give it to me…”

There was an uproar in the place. In their entire lives, they had never seen anyone who treated money so lightly. Everyone immediately swarmed over.

Seeing that her cousin had such a popular base, Peng Jiahe was immediately overjoyed. She was not in a hurry to give out money, but instead loudly reminded her classmates.

"When we have the duel later, everyone cheer for my brother in unison. Remember, my brother's name is Qin Fan, so you should all call him Brother Qin Fan. Did you hear that clearly?"

"I heard it! Come on, Brother Qin Fan, we support you!"

"Not bad, not bad. Line up and come get your money one by one!"

Everyone was unexpectedly efficient. In less than half a minute, they quickly lined up in a long queue and received money from Peng Jiahe one by one.

Qin Fan looked at this scene with a mixture of laughter and tears. The little girl's learning ability was really excellent. She grasped the essence of money-making so quickly.

By spending this amount of money, the away game instantly becomes the home game, which is very nice!

Ji Yangyang's face turned completely black. He couldn't understand why everyone betrayed him after it was just a hundred yuan. Even Huang Zhitao, his die-hard fan, joined in the fun and lined up at the back of the queue to collect the money.

Everyone acts as if they have never seen money. Is two years of friendship between classmates so worthless?

Qiao Yingzi asked Huang Zhitao, "Don't you support Ji Yangyang? Why did you come here to collect the money?"

"Of course I support Ji Yangyang, but it's enough to just support him in my heart."

Huang Zhitao's matter-of-fact manner made Qiao Yingzi laugh, and she nodded in agreement, "Like you, I support Ji Yangyang mentally and hope he can perform better."

After distributing the money, Peng Jiahe began to direct the students to cheer for Qin Fan.

Qin Fan walked to the three-point line, grabbed the basketball with one hand, and waved towards the sidelines.

Although he is less than 1.9 meters tall, he has a long arm span and big hands, so he can easily catch the ball with one hand. Lan Weiwei is well aware of this, and Qin Fan can always accurately grasp two key points.

"Who attacks first?" Ji Yangyang asked.

"You do it."

Qin Fan threw the ball to the opponent, then stood there, too lazy to even take a defensive stance.

Fighting a high school student on the basketball court is simply bullying.

Ji Yangyang has no physique, no jumping ability, not to mention his basketball skills. Qin Fan is ten blocks ahead of him. How can he win?

But Ji Yangyang didn't know. Seeing Qin Fan's amateurish defensive posture, he couldn't help but sneer in his heart. It was obvious that this guy had never played basketball before and didn't even know the basic moves. He could get rid of him with just one acceleration.

That's what he thought, and that's what he did.

While dribbling, he made a simple change of direction to break through Qin Fan's right side, then accelerated towards the three-point line. After crossing the free throw line, he immediately took three steps and prepared to make a layup.

With this level of skill, you still dare to bet with me? And you even lose a Typhoon Son.

Is Peng Jiahe's brother out of his mind?

As soon as this thought came to my mind, I heard a burst of exclamations.

Before Ji Yangyang could react, he suddenly found that his vision went dark, and something seemed to appear above his head, covering the sky and the sun.

He even saw a pair of black leather shoes appear on his chest.

Those are Qin Fan’s feet!

From the audience's perspective, after being broken through by Ji Yangyang, Qin Fan turned around and followed the other party slowly.

Ji Yangyang thought he had gotten rid of Qin Fan. After all, he was dribbling facing forward, and the opponent still had time to turn around. This time difference was enough for him to get rid of him by at least one body length. Who knew Qin Fan could be so fast.

When Ji Yangyang was about to make a three-step layup, Qin Fan suddenly accelerated and jumped up into the air. At this time, Ji Yangyang had just finished his last layup, and the ball in his hand was slowly picked up by his fingertips.

It was obvious that Qin Fan jumped too early, but his bounce and stay in the air were too strong, as if he was deliberately waiting in the air for his opponent to make a layup.

Then came a brutal block, pressing the ball directly onto the backboard with his left hand.

Just looking at the jumping height, his elbows exceeded the basket.

The onlookers were suddenly in an uproar.

"Wow! He jumped too high! His head almost hit the rim."

"That's right, his toes touched Ji Yangyang's chest, and his vertical jump must have been over one meter."

"Isn't this bullying~!"

There's nothing more humiliating than deliberately letting your opponent break through and then chasing down and blocking their shot.

When Ji Yangyang landed on the ground, he looked up and found Qin Fan floating to the ground holding the basketball in one hand. Even though he was wearing suit pants and leather shoes, his posture was extremely cool.

Ji Yangyang was so angry that his eyes turned red.

Not only was this a chase-down block, but it was also a fucking one-handed block!

"Brother, you're amazing! I love you~!"

Peng Jiahe didn't care about all this. He stood on the sidelines, jumping around happily and was so excited that he was almost incoherent.

Girls of this age do not have a very intuitive impression of wealth. Instead, boys with good looks and good ball skills are more likely to attract their attention.

Even Ji Yangyang's little fan Huang Zhitao was attracted by Qin Fan's exaggerated physical fitness, and her eyes showed admiration.

……

"Teacher Li, something bad has happened. Peng Jiahe's cousin and Ji Yangyang are fighting..."

The physical education teacher suddenly rushed into the office and said breathlessly.

"what?"

Li Meng was shocked. "Qin Fan and Ji Yangyang are fighting? Why are they fighting?"

"No, no, I mean they're fighting bulls on the basketball court. Go and see."

Li Meng looked at him angrily, "Can you be more precise? I thought they were fighting suddenly. I was so scared!"

Today is my birthday. Qin Fan stayed in school, he must be waiting for me to get off work. He just wanted to play basketball out of boredom. The physical education teacher was making a big fuss.

"Playing ball isn't the point, they're still giving out money!"

"What kind of money?"

The other teachers all looked over, and the PE teacher continued, "In order to encourage the students to support their cousin and cheer him on, Peng Jiahe gave each student 100 yuan."

"This is too much! We are a key school in the district. How can we have such a show of wealth? What will happen if word gets out?"

Pan Shuai was the first to jump out and object.

"But this is the student's own behavior. The school doesn't have a rule prohibiting giving money, right?"

"If everyone acts like Peng Jiahe, spreading the heresy that money is supreme, and students stop studying and only think about making money, wouldn't the school be in chaos?"

"Mr. Pan is exaggerating a bit."

Pan Shuai knew his excuse was untenable. "Anyway, I think even if this kind of behavior doesn't violate school rules or regulations, it absolutely shouldn't be encouraged. They're all seniors, with tight deadlines and heavy workloads. Isn't Peng Jiahe just fooling around?"

"I'll go see what's going on."

Li Meng nodded. She thought so too. She couldn't let Qin Fan and Peng Jiahe mess around, so she walked out of the office and headed towards the playground.

.......

505: Huang Zhitao: "Jiahe, I want to be your sister-in-law~" The school beauty is throwing herself at him!

On the basketball court, Qin Fan ignored Ji Yangyang's murderous gaze, casually dribbled the ball and walked to the three-point line, waiting for the opponent to come over and take a defensive stance.

At this moment, Ji Yangyang had already realized that there was a huge gap in physical fitness between him and his opponent, so he didn't dare to get too close. He stood inside the three-point line, leaving more than one meter of breakthrough space.

"You're so far away, so I'll just throw it in."

"Whatever you want!"

Qin Fan pretended to collect the ball and jump up, and even though Ji Yangyang knew that his jumping ability was not as good as his opponent's, he still instinctively rushed forward, thinking that even if he couldn't block the shot, it would be good to interfere.

Unexpectedly, Qin Fan had no intention of jumping up and down at all. He just made a fake move of praying to Buddha to deceive his center of gravity, and then accelerated to break through.

Ji Yangyang watched helplessly as the other party passed by him. When he adjusted his center of gravity and turned around, Qin Fan had already stepped one foot into the free throw line and took off directly.

In mid-air, Qin Fan grabbed the ball with one hand and raised it above his head. His entire body was like a fully drawn bow, with an extremely strong impact and beauty. At the highest point of his jump, his forehead was level with the basket.

"Damn, battle axe~!"

On the sidelines, a male student grabbed his face with both hands, his eyes full of disbelief.

That expression was as if he was looking at an alien.

The others were not much better off, and they had an intuitive and accurate impression of Qin Fan's inhuman physical fitness.

What made them feel even more terrified was his powerful ability to stay in the air. His body seemed to stay in the air for a second before he swung his arms and slammed the basketball into the basket.

Although this tomahawk dunk is simple, it is perfect in terms of the relaxation and beauty of the posture, as well as the domineering bounce.

If there is any flaw, it is that the suit pants and leather shoes are too eye-catching and look very awkward.

Having said that, he can jump so high even when wearing leather shoes, if he were wearing sneakers, he would probably jump to the sky.

Similar dunks usually only appear in the NBA, and the students are quite knowledgeable about them, but when it comes from TV into reality, the impact it brings is unparalleled.

Even people who have no interest in basketball can see a different kind of beauty in it.

"Based on this one shot alone, I think Peng Jiahe's brother can play in the CBA."

"What CBA, NBA, that's enough. It doesn't matter how high someone jumps. If you jump, the best you can do is hit their knees."

"Tsk! You make it sound like you can touch someone's thighs just by jumping up."

This earth-shattering tomahawk dunk destroyed all of Ji Yangyang's confidence in basketball.