The School Beauty's Super Rogue

Chapter 1366: Chapter 1361: I Don’t Know How to Play Basketball

Qin Hao’s expression caught in Wang Feng’s eyes was just putting on an act.

He sneered: "Buddy, you’re scared now, aren’t you? Actually, I called you out for another reason, because I like the beautiful girl next to you, you know? Beating you up in front of her, that sense of accomplishment is really exhilarating."

Seeing Qin Hao squinting his eyes, Wang Feng flashed a hearty smile, but his voice was cunning: "In contrast, it’ll be much easier for me to steal her from you. Don’t worry, when the time comes, I’ll treat the lady well, I’ll be gentle."

Qin Hao didn’t get angry, reaching his level, words couldn’t stir his mind anymore.

At this moment, the young man who had been hit by Qin Hao’s basketball ran over, giving Qin Hao a thumbs up: "Bro, you’ve got some strength there, you smashed my nose in."

"By the way, my name is Zhou Jing, what’s yours?"

Qin Hao didn’t answer, but Zhou Jing continued talking to himself: "Bro, you’re pretty daring, got fooled by Wang Feng’s wickedness? You thought he was a sunny boy? Actually, he’s not, alright!"

Qin Hao realized that Zhou Jing was the kind of person who’s both outgoing and chatty.

But Zhou Jing meant no harm, he just had a blunt mouth.

"Zhou Jing, can you stop yapping!"

Wang Feng frowned, showing displeasure: "I like stealing girls, yes, but I’ve never made you wear a green hat."

"Hehe! My right hand would never betray me!" Zhou Jing chuckled, lifting his right hand.

"Disgusting!"

Wang Feng pushed him away, then looked at Qin Hao with a contemptuous smile: "No need to compete in opening shots, I’ll let you take the first one!"

With that, he caught a basketball someone tossed over, stuffed it into Qin Hao’s hand and said, "Go ahead!"

"Brother! Go beat this fake giant to a pulp for me!"

Zhou Jing, outside the court, shouted with hands cupped around his mouth.

"You’re the idiot giant! Your whole family are idiots!"

"Zhou Jing, you bastard! Lost to Senior Wang and started slandering! No class!"

"You call yourself a man and you’re still such trash! What a disgrace!"

Even after being mocked by mindless fans, Zhou Jing was unafraid and shouted loudly: "You all keep shouting! I won’t care, as long as Wang Feng loses!"

The mindless fans were infuriated by his shamelessness, but couldn’t argue back.

...

On the other side, after Qin Hao received the ball, he seriously glanced at the basket.

"What are you waiting for? Are you so scared you’re weak in the legs?"

Wang Feng blocked in front of him, making a professional defensive maneuver, wearing a derisive smile: "That’s right, I’m so much taller than you, chickening out is understandable. Actually, I can give you a way out."

Having said that, he paused, licked his lips, and said: "As long as you let me play with that pure girl for a few days, I can win you by a small margin this time. Of course, losing is impossible, because I’m Invincible. Nobody would believe losing to trash like you."

Qin Hao frowned: "Do you people live off talking?"

"What do you mean?" Wang Feng got a bit angry: "I kindly give you a chance, and you don’t appreciate it, fine, but you insult me? Now, I’m going to beat you to a pulp!"

As soon as he finished speaking, originally calm-faced Qin Hao frowned: "Annoying."

Immediately, he raised his arm, lined the ball with the basket, and gave a gentle flick of his wrist.

The basketball flew quickly, over Wang Feng’s head, descending toward the basket.

"What!"

Wang Feng turned around with a look of surprise.

This is from outside the three-point line? This guy actually shot it? Could he be a practiced player?

At this moment, the basketball descended, brushed the net, and landed on the ground, a few centimeters short of the basket.

Wang Feng was stunned for a full three seconds before snapping out of it, turned around, and laughed at Qin Hao: "Hahaha! I thought you were a pro! Turns out you’re just trash!"

...

"Hahaha! This kind of skill? Shooting from so far, I thought he was a pro!"

"Exactly, from that distance, even Senior Wang doesn’t have a guaranteed hit, right?"

"Now I see it, this guy’s a fool."

"Zhou Jing, weren’t you betting on him? Why don’t you say something now!"

The shameless Zhou Jing now kept his mouth shut, with a face full of sorrow, he muttered: "Bro, with this level... don’t shoot if you’re unsure! I’m speechless!"

...

Qin Hao paid no mind to the outside comments.

He stared at the basket, eyes showing some understanding.

Need a bit more strength, hmm, almost there.

"Little trash, now it’s my turn to attack, are you ready to get beaten?"

At this moment, Wang Feng walked over with the ball, wearing a disdainful smile.

"Go ahead."

Qin Hao said nonchalantly, standing there upright.

"Haha, you’re defending like that?"

Wang Feng increasingly thought Qin Hao was an idiot.

"To defend you, I could do it with my eyes closed."

Qin Hao said nonchalantly.

"Are you stupid?"

Wang Feng immediately got mad, being looked down upon by this guy? How could he stand that?

Angry, Wang Feng dribbled and moved. With a nimble sprint, he overtook Qin Hao and reached the basket.

"Haha! This loser didn’t even react, this is his skill level?"

Wang Feng sneered, doing a three-step layup, jumped up, about to dunk and humiliate Qin Hao.

Bam!

After jumping high, Wang Feng grabbed the basket frame with both hands, the sound made him feel quite pleased.

"Little trash! How does it feel to see my dunk?"

Wang Feng hung on the rim, his body dangling mid-air, began taunting before landing.

In a solo game, the most humiliating scenario is undoubtedly being dunked on.

And Qin Hao, being humiliated so fiercely by him, what kind of expression would he have?

Wang Feng was just about to land when he heard Qin Hao say calmly: "The stance is nice, but it’s a shame you’re blind, couldn’t even find where the ball was."

"What did you say?!"

Wang Feng reflexively got mad, realizing the voice came from beside his feet, looked down, there was Qin Hao, leisurely standing there, holding a... basketball!

"Whose basketball is this?"

Wang Feng was a bit puzzled, checked under his feet, there was no basketball.

He scanned around, still no basketball!

"What!"

Wang Feng’s face changed slightly, recalling that during the dunk, he seemed to have been missing something, was it the basketball?

Impossible! He intercepted my ball? When did that happen?!

Wang Feng’s eyes widened, looking as if he’d seen a ghost.