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Chapter 35 [Is the anchor a basketball master?] Please follow up.

Author: Eating donuts today

Chapter 35 [Could it be that...the anchor is a basketball master?] - Please read it!!!

With a "buzz" sound, the drone took off.

At this time, the perspective of the live broadcast room also zoomed in to the entire stadium.

Shadiao netizens are very excited:

"Nima, it feels like playing a live game!"

"Too six, just focus on this device. If you don't have any work today, you have to take a look!"

"It's over, brothers, I'm airsick!"

"..."

Glancing at the scrolling barrage on the lenses, Shen Jingbing tied off the laces of his sneakers, came to the field, smiled and nodded to the old man who was still hooking, and said:

"Hey, uncle, let's play together for a while!"

This community is also an old community.

The court is in disrepair and the basket on one side is rusty and broken, so only one side can be played.

The weather was hot, so the uncle wore shorts and a white vest. There were no muscles visible on his body, only the remnants of the male symbol on his head, floating in the wind.

Coupled with the pair of footwear he wears, you can tell from his appearance that he is "high-strength"!

It feels like a fire cloud evil god.

"one comes!"

The bald man was also happy to have someone to play with, so he pushed the ball to Shen Jingbing.

But I don’t know if the uncle didn’t control the intensity well or for some other reason.

His pass was too light and fell halfway through the pass. The basketball rolled and crawled before it reached Shen Jingbing's feet.

After getting the ball, Shen Jingbing patted it, trying to regain the feeling of the ball that had been lost for a long time.

When he was in middle school, he only played basketball during physical education class. He couldn't be considered good at it, and he couldn't even dribble.

Shen Jingbing stood outside the penalty area, holding the basketball in front of his abdomen with both hands, and then threw it upwards, performing a legendary stunt:

"Move the toilet!"

Don't mention it, although Shen Jingbing hasn't played golf in a few years.

But as soon as the stunt was performed, the net was heard to "swipe"——

The ball went in!

Seeing this scene, netizens who knew a little bit about basketball in the live broadcast room were silent:

"..."

"I never thought that I would be able to see such stunts in the Abstract Emperor's live broadcast room!"

"I'm a basketball coach, but the elementary school students under my command don't shoot like this. It's too childish!"

"It's so outrageous! It's so outrageous!!"

"I thought I wouldn't survive today, but it seems I was wrong!"

"Brother, stop voting! Stop voting! What's the difference between this and shitting in public?"

"Hahaha! The familiar feeling is back!"

"..."

Seeing these barrages, Shen Jingbing was also a little embarrassed.

He really doesn't know how to play ball.

But when it comes to shooting, as long as it goes in, it doesn't matter what position it takes.

Compared to the shady netizens, I am very tolerant.

Seeing Shen Jingbing score the goal, he shouted "Hello" and then passed the ball over:

"Not bad! One more!"

After getting the ball this time, Shen Jingbing took a deep breath and planned to make a serious shot.

He learned shooting form in college physical education class:

With your palms open, lift the ball and place it above your head.

The elbow, wrist, shoulder and hand form 3 right angles!

Seeing such a standard shooting posture, netizens can’t help but look forward to it:

"This shooting posture is quite standard! It seems that the anchor has some basic skills!"

"Could it be that the eldest brother was just having fun?"

"Actually...he is a basketball master?"

"Hahaha! The sense of anticipation came immediately!"

"So this is the whole job today!"

"The emperor is indeed the emperor!"

"..."

At the next moment, Shen Jingbing used his arm strength and threw the ball.

The results are surprising.

It's a perfect three-dimensional thing, no one touched the backboard, basket, or net.

The netizen who had been looking forward to it just now was instantly slapped in the face and couldn't bear to look at it and said:

"What a guy! The anchor's power posture is really weird!"

"My eldest brother really doesn't know how to play, the identification is complete!"

"Looking at the anchor's shooting posture, I feel that there is a lack of brainstem beauty!"

"Hahaha, you made me laugh!"

"..."

Seeing the three-no-touch rule he threw out, Shen Jingbing also accepted his fate.

Next, he and his uncle talked about some common topics while shooting baskets.

If someone scores a goal, compliment each other.

At this time, netizens in the live broadcast room finally confirmed that Shen Jingbing was really not doing anything today, but was just playing ball and exercising.

For a time, the live broadcast room lost a lot of viewers.

From the peak of more than 400,000 views, it suddenly dropped to less than 300,000.

This is the first time in Shen Jingbing’s live broadcast history.

But he still played the water ball leisurely.

Suddenly, a roar of motorcycles came from outside the venue, accompanied by noise.

Shen Jingbing turned around and looked.

I saw three high school students wearing Nanxiang school uniforms sitting in a car. Their weight of more than 300 kilograms flattened the car.

A somewhat fierce-looking man with a short hair in the back seat was holding a basketball, turned his head and spit on the ground, and said loudly to his two companions:

"Young man, Lao Zhang, that bullshit, asked the labor and management to stand still today. When will he make me anxious? The labor and management must give him a good look!"

The man with killer glasses riding a motorcycle in front of him hit the accelerator, smiled, and said:

"He's the head teacher, and he's always there every day. Whenever you want to mess with him, just call me!"

Squeezed between the two was a fat, dark man with a baboon face. He turned his head to look at the short-haired man and said coaxingly:

"Come on, you've been practicing sports for so long, don't get fired on impulse!"

The short-haired man hummed:

"When he gets off work, find a place without surveillance, put a balaclava on him and beat him up. Who knows it was us who did it?"

The man with glasses pushed up his glasses, smiled and said:

“Quite interesting!”

After that, he stopped the car.

Baboon Face was the first to squeeze down, took the ball from the short-haired man's hand, and said:

"Okay! Don't talk about those things that are available and not available. Hurry up and play some ball. You'll be bored in school all day, and you're almost getting rusty!"

The man with glasses locked the car, tossed the car keys carelessly, and came to the stadium with the two of them.

There was only one venue, so the three of them naturally squeezed in.

Seeing the arrival of the three high school students, netizens who were still watching the live broadcast started talking about it:

"These people don't look like good people!"

"There are such bastard students in even the devil's capital. I thought all big cities were good students!"

"You're overthinking things upstairs. There are dishes everywhere. I'm also in Shanghai. I'd be grateful if I could go to a junior college!"

"The anchors have to be careful when playing with them. Don't let us call the police if a fight breaks out."

"The man with the short hair looks so fierce. He's tall and big. I'm scared!"

"..."

Although these three people didn't look like good birds, after seeing them throw the ball a few times, Shen Jingbing's eyes lit up.

Although their skills are not superb, they are still pretty good.

Three-step layup, change of direction, dribbling under the hips... they are all quite skillful.

Especially the guy with the short hair seems to be a sports student and is really good at basketball.

Shen Jingbing felt a little happy in her heart and narrowed her eyes slightly.

Victim——

It’s all here!

(End of chapter)