GBP Chapter 95 Winning the Competition, Su Peixue Long Jump in the Afternoon
Chapter 95 Winning the Competition, Su Peixue Long Jump in the Afternoon
The timeout ended. The vocational college coach implemented a double-team strategy against Lin Ran.
After the tip-off, the two perimeter players from the vocational college started marking Lin Ran. As soon as Lin Ran crossed half-court, they closed in, one marking him directly and the other providing side-to-side help defense.
After receiving the ball, Lin Ran didn't force a shot. Instead, he made a bounce pass, and the ball passed through the gap between the two players, landing precisely in the hands of Zhao Xiaopeng, who was in the open corner.
Zhao Xiaopeng received the ball, took a step back, and launched a three-pointer, which went in.
Two players couldn't stop him, so the vocational college fielded three. Lin Ran was surrounded by three players at the top of the arc. He jumped up, seemingly about to shoot, but with a flick of his wrist, the ball crossed half-court and landed in the hands of Li Rengang, who was open under the basket.
Li Rengang easily scored with a layup.
The two sides launched a back-and-forth offensive.
The first quarter ended with the score tied at 20-20.
At halftime, Luda University led Vocational College 38-32.
Lin Ran scored 28 points!
The stands at Luda University were filled with shouts of "Lin Ran," from the first row to the last, from students to teachers, and even the uncle selling grilled sausages at the entrance peeked in.
Zhou Bing'an clapped his hands repeatedly on stage, then turned to Cai Yiheng and said, "Old Cai, your Liu Chuanfeng is pretty good, but our Lin Ran is even better, hahaha!"
Cai Yiheng gave a forced smile and tapped the lid of his cup against the rim several times.
Lin Ran continued to score in the second half, and by the end of the third quarter, the point difference had widened to double digits.
In the fourth quarter, the vocational college coach made a gesture on the sidelines: pressing his palm down and then clenching his fist. It meant to increase the intensity of the defense. In other words, to make more aggressive moves.
The vocational school started double-teaming Lin Ran, not in a normal two-man situation, but with players pressing close to his body. When cutting the ball, they would elbow him in the waist; when boxing out, they would knee him in the thigh. Every time Lin Ran jumped, someone would be squeezing his lower body from below.
Lin Ran was sent to the free-throw line time and time again.
He stood at the free-throw line, caught the ball, dribbled twice, bent his knees slightly, and shot. Goal. Another free throw, another goal.
Next, the opponent's actions seemed to become increasingly aggressive!
Lin Ran received the ball at a 45-degree angle, faked out a defender, and then pulled up for a jump shot.
The moment the ball left his hand, he saw Onion Head take an extra step forward!
You son of a bitch!
Lin Ran's expression turned cold, and he adjusted his center of gravity in mid-air.
When he landed, his heel hit the ground first, and his entire weight landed on Onion Head's foot!
Onion Head screamed and collapsed to the ground, clutching his foot. Lin Ran had stepped on his ankle!
The referee stopped the game. The stadium was silent for a moment, then the Luda University stands erupted. "Shameless! He'll injure someone by tripping them!"
Coach Sun protested to the referee from the sidelines. Some people in the Luda stands started booing, "Where are the referee's eyes?!" "He didn't even call it!" Yao Ziwen stood up and shouted at the opposing team, "If you can't beat them, you cripple them? Is this the kind of quality you vocational college students have?"
Zhou Bing'an turned to look at Cai Yiheng, "Your school is too underhanded."
Cai Yiheng's expression froze: "I'll change the coach after the game!"
Making such a terrible foul is utterly shameful!
He tried to steal a chicken but lost the bait instead! He hurt himself! Isn't that a joke?
Cai Yiheng wanted to step on Zhou Bing'an, but he never intended to use such underhanded methods.
The referee called a flagrant foul on Onion Head. Onion Head was helped off the court by his teammates. Lu Da got two free throws and possession. Lin Ran made both free throws.
In the following game, Liu Chuanfeng tried desperately to catch up, but his momentum had already been lost.
Lin Ran's shooting touch showed no signs of cooling down, raining down three-pointers wave after wave. When the final buzzer sounded, the score was 65-52. Lin Ran had scored 48 points.
Everyone in the Luda formation stood up, pulled down the school flag, and waved it. Zhou Bing'an stood up on the stage, clenched his fist, bent down, picked up his thermos, and raised it towards Cai Yiheng.
"Cheers!"
Screw you!
"Heh, that kid's pretty good."
Cai Yiheng forced a laugh; he was genuinely annoyed!
What should have been a happy time every year is not making me happy this year!
Zhou Bing'an sat back down, and Duan Chengye leaned over next to him. He whispered a few words about the content development competition that the Computer Science Department was going to hold.
Duan Chengye was taken aback when he heard this. Was this a move to support Lin Ran's startup?
With the support of a key provincial university, Magic Book is like a protective shield, and its growth will be more stable!
He nodded immediately and walked quickly down from the stands.
Lunch at a Sichuan-Chongqing hot pot restaurant.
Lin Ran and Su Peixue sat in a booth by the window.
On the table were a perilla bullfrog hot pot and spicy rabbit legs. The red oil in the pot was bubbling and boiling, and the bullfrog legs were rolling in the soup. The aroma of numbing spiciness mixed with the fragrance of perilla was rising.
Su Peixue picked up a rabbit leg, took a bite, her cheeks puffed out, and a little bit of red oil spilled from the corner of her mouth. She wiped it with her finger.
"You have a long jump competition this afternoon, so eat more. Eat more leg meat to nourish your legs."
"You have to do several rounds of long jump."
Su Peixue licked the red oil off her fingers and looked at Lin Ran with her almond-shaped eyes: "After exercising, your feet sweat, and so do your stockings..."
She blinked her almond-shaped eyes.
Her delicate eyebrows smiled gently.
"Nonsense! How can you say such things while eating? It'll ruin your appetite." Lin Ran shoveled a big mouthful of rice into his mouth.
"But the zookeeper has started showing off the food faster."
Lin Ran finished a bowl of white rice in one go and slammed the bowl down on the table.
"Nonsense!"
Su Peixue tilted her head, raised her foot, and the tip of her little leather shoe gently touched his calf under the table.
"So you're not going to give it to the zookeeper?"
Lin Ran's expression turned serious. He put down his chopsticks and his tone became solemn.
"Your hand is still injured and it's not healed yet. How can you do such heavy work as washing socks by yourself? For your health, you should leave it to me."
"What about Xuexue's pants? Would the zookeeper like them...?"
"Stop. This really won't work. It'll get censored."
After dinner, Lin Ran took Su Peixue for a walk in Park No. 7.
The weather was nice; the autumn afternoon sun wasn't too strong, and the breeze blowing across the lake carried a slight chill.
Su Peixue put her hands behind her back and tilted her head to look at Lin Ran after walking for a short while.
"Zookeeper, my feet get sweaty from walking so much. Are you doing this on purpose?"
Lin Ran quickly stopped and pinched half of the girl's innocent face like a cotton candy.
"Su Peixue, do I look like a pervert?"
"laugh…"
Lin Ran looked around and found a pavilion by the lake. He then pulled Su Peixue inside to sit down.
The pavilion is made of wood, and its roof is covered with vines. Sunlight filters through the leaves, casting dappled patterns of light on the stone floor.
Su Peixue rubbed off her little leather shoes, and her small feet, wrapped in white silk, escaped from the shoes and rested on Lin Ran's lap.
"Zookeeper, pinch..."
Lin Ran held her ankle and pressed his thumb against the sole of her foot.
Through the white silk, it felt smooth to the touch, and my feet were warm from a workout.
I pressed my head down for a while, but didn't smell anything. Maybe it's because everyone's body is different. Just like some athletes can kill a tiger with a sliding tackle, Su Peixue is the kind of girl who smells nice.