Chapter 56: Extreme humiliation!

"Fine!" He Chen didn't refuse again.

Even if he went first, he had plenty of ways to make Fang Yifan lose without a word to say.

Fang Yifan immediately squatted slightly and started defending, his eager eyes clearly indicating he was ready to steal the ball and launch a counterattack at any time.

Seeing He Chen dribbling sideways, he immediately leaned in, putting pressure on He Chen, and even started stealing the ball with his hand.

As soon as he touched him, he felt something was wrong.

Although He Chen belonged to the heroic handsome type, his figure wasn't overbearing, and you couldn't see muscle lumps normally, but now that he leaned in, he immediately felt like he had hit a wall; he couldn't push him at all.

He was even being hit hard by this moving wall, his ribs aching from the impact. After a few times, he couldn't take it anymore and took the initiative to retreat, clearing the way for the attack.

He watched helplessly as He Chen dribbled and went for a layup, the ball rubbing against the backboard and going in.

For a moment, he regretted it.

If he had known He Chen was this hard, he shouldn't have given the first move to He Chen.

When the strength difference isn't big, whoever goes first might really be the winner.

But he quickly reacted that something was wrong. Listening to the discussion coming from his ears, he couldn't help but be ecstatic, pointing at He Chen and laughing loudly: "You traveled! Haha! You actually traveled!"

"What traveled?" He Chen asked knowingly, not in a hurry to win, playing with him first!

"Sure enough, you play fancy basketball, you haven't even fully mastered the basic basketball rules!" Fang Yifan mocked: "A layup is three steps, not four! You took an extra step! The goal just now doesn't count!"

"Nonsense!" He Chen smiled: "This is my classic LeBron layup; how could it be traveling!

Do you know, or does the NBA know?

If this counts as traveling, how did LeBron ascend to the throne as emperor and even become the vice-GOAT?

The best player in NBA history, second only to the true GOAT Jordan, even the Black Mamba Kobe was suppressed by him.

Are you telling me he has always been traveling on layups and the goals didn't count at all?"

"..." Fang Yifan and many NBA fans were collectively speechless, their expressions exceptionally distorted.

Was He Chen right or wrong?

Too right!

But this is a secret that everyone knows is easy to do but hard to say!

You can't say that the NBA is a joke, that as long as they want to promote someone, anyone can be promoted to emperor, GOAT, vice-GOAT, and such best players in history, right?

If that were the case, wouldn't they, who love the NBA, become jokes?

This He Chen is truly as poisonous-tongued as ever, and his perspective is like a poisonous snake, always able to attack unexpectedly.

And he is truly black!

Not just a little black fan!

But a big black fan!

He really dares to blacken!

Qiao Yingzi and the other girls didn't listen to these, but listening to the boys on the side quickly popularizing science, they also knew what had happened, and immediately guessed that this must be He Chen intentionally teasing him, using this method to let him have a chance.

"Fine, I traveled, it's your turn!" Sure enough, He Chen admitted he had traveled, the first goal didn't count, and gave the ball possession to Fang Yifan.

Fang Yifan, seeing He Chen throwing the ball over, subconsciously reached out to block in front of his face, but thinking of so many people watching, this action was too weak, so he forcibly stopped this weak defensive action, and instead followed He Chen's fancy ball catching, dribbling the ball silkily to the serve point, and then signaled He Chen to come over; he was going to attack.

He Chen cooperated and went up to block.

Fang Yifan immediately became energetic, squatted slightly, dribbled the ball between his legs, and his shoulders shook, ready to break through at any time.

It would be best if he could shake He Chen to the ground in front of everyone; then all his grudges would be avenged.

It's just that He Chen remained unmoved, not following his increasingly large ball-shaking movements at all.

Fang Yifan secretly called it a pity, but still decisively chose to break through directly.

Since he didn't choose to follow closely, don't blame him for accelerating and breaking through.

If he couldn't shake He Chen, winning against He Chen and making He Chen call him daddy would also be revenge!

Just as he passed He Chen with the ball and was ready to turn his head to give He Chen a provocative, mocking close-range look, his hand felt loose, and the ball he patted didn't arrive as scheduled. His heart sank, and he looked down, sure enough, the basketball had disappeared.

With the uproar of the surrounding crowd and the deafening cheers of the girls, he didn't need to look to know where the basketball had gone.

Looking up, he saw He Chen already dribbling the ball unhurriedly, without any intention of taking advantage of his unpreparedness to launch a fast break and take a goal.

Damn it!

What kind of contempt is this!

Fang Yifan felt hatred in his heart, but didn't lose his reason, instead taking advantage of the situation to defend again, not giving He Chen another chance for a fast break, his arms dancing, and he also wanted to learn from He Chen to steal the ball.

However, he couldn't do it at all.

Because he didn't even see clearly how He Chen stole the ball; He Chen's movements were too fast and too silky.

Sure enough, he struggled against He Chen's LeBron-style impact, and then could only watch helplessly as He Chen hit him and started a layup again.

One step, two steps, three steps!

This time, He Chen didn't take four steps again, a standard three-step layup, the basketball rubbed against the backboard and went into the hoop silkily!

"This counts as 1:0, right?" He Chen looked at Fang Yifan with a smile.

"..." Fang Yifan, listening to the deafening cheers in his ears, gritted his teeth and shouted: "Come again!"

He still didn't believe it... he would really be beaten 7:0!

Right!

Now his confidence had withered instantly; the expectation had dropped from shaking He Chen to make He Chen look bad, to just winning against He Chen, and then to now having a bad premonition that he might lose, so he absolutely didn't want to be beaten 7:0 like the loser Ji Yangyang, "losing all face."

Although he didn't know the 7:0 meme, he instinctively felt that this was the ultimate humiliation!

"Why did you have to provoke him!" Qiao Yingzi couldn't help but complain.

She knew now that He Chen was indeed teasing Fang Yifan; the first four-step layup was both a mockery and to let him have a chance, so that Fang Yifan would have no excuse not to admit defeat.

And He Chen dared to do this, it must be based on absolute strength.

Fang Yifan knew He Chen was extraordinary; Ji Yangyang had been strongly crushed by He Chen in racing, his dream shattered, so how could he dare to provoke He Chen in basketball, which had a lower threshold and could be played by anyone!

The key was that this wasn't even your strong suit!

If you were a sports student who could play basketball well, she wouldn't say anything more.

But you clearly aren't!

You know a little bit of everything, but you aren't proficient in anything!

"What else could it be for!" Huang Zhitao's leisurely roasting made Qiao Yingzi's expression freeze, and she became even more uncomfortable.

For Fang Yifan, she really didn't have any meaning.

And for He Chen...

Now that they were fighting, what did this count as?

Is it like Fang Yifan fighting with Ji Yangyang for her best friend Tao Zi?

Especially since it was said by her best friend, who was the person involved at the time and knew everything, it made her emotions roll.

Embarrassment, shame, shyness, anxiety... all sorts of emotions made her at a loss, and she could only clench her teeth and shut her mouth, fearing that she would say a line like "You guys don't fight anymore, this won't kill anyone," which would be a black history she could never get past in her life. ===== CHAPTER 57 =====