Chapter 26: On Stage! (Please collect!)

  The people from the Public Administration Department had already arrived at the basketball court, and as soon as the Art Department people came, the game naturally started quickly. There were thousands of spectators, and among them was Feng Bingning, a beautiful girl. The players from both sides, the Public Administration Department and the Art Department, all gave their best efforts.

  The game continued, although the art department's cheering voices were louder, but on the field, the art department's score was constantly falling behind. No way, the art department had many beautiful girls, but the number of boys was relatively small, and most of the boys who studied art were not very interested in sports, so a department that barely managed to form a team could only hope for a miracle victory.

  "Damn, these guys are too aggressive, it's easy to get hurt." A boy in their class said beside them. At this time, Chu Feng and his friends didn't leave, Chu Feng wouldn't leave until he finished his exercise today. As for Zhou Wen and the others' words, they had arrived here, so they definitely wouldn't just walk away at the beginning.

  "Ah!"

  Just as the boy finished speaking, a painful cry rang out. On the side of the art department, one guy suddenly fell to the ground. Just now when they were fighting for it, he accidentally twisted his foot.

  "* , I'm really jinxing it. If the art department doesn't make up for it, won't this basketball game end prematurely?" The boy said gloomily, and this possibility is indeed there. Although some boys from the art department also came, if they didn't have two brushes, not many people would dare to go up and lose face in front of so many people at this time.

  However, the art department was not so bad. One boy went down and soon another boy came onto the basketball court. But a very unfortunate thing happened, in just a few minutes, another person from the art department got injured and left the field!

  "How's it going? Can any of you guys step up your game a bit?" The class president of the Art Department's Class 1 urged, there were only three classes in total, and apart from the four on the field and the two who got injured and left, there were only three boys left. At this moment, only two of them had arrived, and the two boys looked at each other with a helpless expression.

  "This, I've never played basketball before, not even the rules are clear." One of them said with a bitter smile. "It's not that I don't want to work hard for the class, it's just that I get out of breath after running a few steps, and going on the court is useless." Another, slightly chubbier boy said.

  "Are you done yet? It's only been ten minutes or so, if there really is no one else, why don't you just grab someone from the scene?" One of the five guys on the court, who was at least 1.9 meters tall, shouted out while continuously playing with the basketball in his hand. Although he was speaking to the art department crowd, his gaze fell mostly on Feng Bingying.

  Luo Bin is a sophomore in the Public Administration Department and also a member of the school basketball team. His family background is considered to be quite good, and he himself is tall and handsome, with decent basketball skills, making him quite confident. He was looking forward to this match between the Public Administration Department and the Art Department, thinking that if he performed well, he might even catch the eye of a beauty.

  But it's only been ten minutes, and many of the tricks up his sleeve haven't been used yet. The art department has already withered away, so Luobin naturally felt a bit unwilling, which is why he said those words.

  "Foolish child, thinking that a few basketball tricks can move Feng Bingbing." Chu Feng muttered to himself, Luo Bin's thoughts were obvious to most people in the audience, but they didn't know like Chu Feng did that Feng Bingbing had such incredible strength, so their gazes at Luo Bin weren't as strange as Chu Feng's.

  "What does everyone think?" asked the class leader of Art Department Class 1. The class leaders of Classes 2 and 3 nodded slightly, and in the history of Yangcheng University, there have been cases where a department had no one to replace when they were unable to participate, so someone from the surrounding audience would be pulled in as a substitute. However, by the time it got to this point, regardless of the final score, the team that needed to pull someone in had already lost.

  "Feng Bing Ning, give Feng Bing Ning the ball, let Feng Bing Ning throw it!" Suddenly, a voice in the crowd shouted loudly, and as soon as he spoke, he immediately got quite a few echoes.

  "Feng Bing Ning!" "Feng Bing Ning!"

  In a short period of time, the basketball court here has already been quite loud! This situation made Feng Bing Cong slightly furrow her delicate eyebrows, but after glancing at Chu Feng on this side, a faint smile appeared on Feng Bing Cong's face.

  "Alright, I'll do it myself then. But forget about the ball toss, basketballs are heavy and might hurt someone." Feng Bing said with a light smile. As soon as she spoke, everyone immediately fell silent, so although her voice wasn't loud, basically everyone heard her clearly.

  "It's no wonder she's a stunning beauty, even the leader has trouble getting everyone to quiet down at once, but Feng Bingjing did it with ease." Chu Feng muttered to himself, just as he was thinking this, Feng Bingjing's hand had already risen, and its direction happened to be facing his side.

  "That guy over there wearing a white shirt, can you please help us out in this fight?" Feng Bing asked. Following Feng Bing's hand, many people's gazes were directed towards Chu Feng's direction, and their eyes landed right on Chu Feng!

  In the direction of Chu Feng, there is only one boy wearing a white shirt! "Eh, Brother Feng, you've won the prize, the beauty has called your name!" Tang Ming looked at Chu Feng's white shirt and smiled slyly.

  Chu Feng looked at Feng Bing Xue and saw the faint smile in her eyes. "Yaya, you've recognized me, I didn't take advantage of you that night, did I?" Chu Feng thought to himself.

  Just as Chu Feng was about to refuse, Long Wang's voice echoed in his mind: "Master, you are no longer an ordinary person. Although it is often necessary to keep a low profile, there is no need to always be low-key. When there is not much danger, being slightly high-profile does not matter. Young people should not always be like old men, they should have some passion and impulsiveness. Experiencing such things can also be beneficial for your mental state in the future. Moreover, Master, you still haven't completed today's training task, and you're itching for action - isn't this a perfect opportunity?"

  "Chu Feng, go up! Go up!" Just then, a boy from his class next to Chu Feng suddenly pushed him into the basketball court.

  "This brother, let's just play and have fun, don't worry, we won't make it too difficult for you." Luo Bin said with a faintly disdainful expression on his face. Chu Feng was only about 1.78 meters tall, much shorter than him, and he also thought that Chu Feng had been pushed into the arena, so he didn't think that Chu Feng's ball skills would be very good.

  He noticed the disdain on Luobin's face and Chu Feng secretly furrowed his brow. He didn't want to embarrass these younger schoolmates, but if Luobin was going to be so uncooperative, he wouldn't mind teaching him a lesson or two.

  "Brother Chufeng, if you feel something is off, retreat immediately." Zhou Wen said in a low voice, and since Chufeng was still relatively close to him at this time, he could hear clearly.

  Turning back to face Zhou Wen, Chu Feng nodded slightly before turning to Luo Bin and saying, "Since this younger brother says so, then let's have some fun."

  "Hmm!" Lu Bin hummed softly, "Alright then, senior, catch the ball. It's been a while since you've touched a ball, I don't know where your sense of the ball has gone."

  Luobin said, the basketball in his hand suddenly flew rapidly towards Chufeng, "Pong!" A faint sound rang out, and the ball stopped in front of Chufeng and was caught by him with one hand!

  "Junior brother's strength is not small." Chu Feng said calmly, but he was somewhat annoyed in his heart. If it weren't for the fact that his physical quality had improved significantly after entering the Holy Prison, he would have become a laughing stock when the ball came down. The force on the ball was quite large, and even if he used both hands to catch it, he feared that he would still be knocked back one or two steps.

  Lu Bin's eyes showed a hint of surprise, he didn't expect Chu Feng to catch the ball with one hand. The familiar people on the sidelines, including Zhou Wen and Tang Ming, were also slightly stunned, it wasn't easy to catch a basketball flying at high speed with just one hand, in their impression, Chu Feng didn't have such skills.

  The basketball was in his hands, a very familiar feeling appeared in Chu Feng's mind, this feeling was as if he had been playing basketball for over a decade and it had already become an old friend!

  "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"...

  Chu Feng started dribbling continuously. At the beginning, there was a slight feeling of unfamiliarity, but in a short time, that unfamiliar feeling had completely disappeared!

  The basketball was flying around Chu Feng's side constantly, that feeling was just like Chu Feng and the basketball were a perfect dancing partner, dancing to a very familiar dance tune.

  "Huh, Tang Ming, are you sure this person is Brother Feng? Could it be that something has possessed Brother Feng's body?" Zhou Wen said dully. At this time, Chu Feng was only dribbling the ball, but the skills he displayed were far beyond what he could compare to. Not just him, on this entire basketball court, there absolutely wasn't a second person with such skills!

  Tang Ming's eyes were also filled with incredulity at this time: "Brother Feng is absolutely Brother Feng, but, damn, when did Brother Feng's basketball skills get so good? Zhou Wen, are you sure you still want to compete with Brother Feng later? One ball one meal, I think in ten minutes Brother Feng won't have to pay for his own meals for a month."

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