This star is from the earth

When Han Jue trotted all the way to the basketball court, Zhang Yiman was standing alone under the basket, shooting the ball with great joy.

Zhang Yiman likes sports and is very curious, badminton, tennis, football, table tennis... She knows a little bit of any sports that she can come into contact with.

Only basketball is not very good.

It’s not that she can’t learn how to play, but that Tan Nian warned Zhang Yiman to stay away from basketball and forbid her to play, because just like a singer must protect his voice at all times, a musician can’t pay too much attention to the protection of his fingers . Therefore, apart from the shooting machines in the amusement park, Zhang Yiman rarely touches the ball in other places. Even if he touches it, he plays alone, throwing baskets, and does not participate in the confrontation.

Zhang Yiman has been away from campus for a long time, and rarely has the opportunity to stand on the court, let alone touch a basketball. Just now, I saw a basketball hidden in the jungle from a distance, and the addiction in my heart suddenly came up, so I ran over and dug it out, planning to play with it a little.

It doesn't matter even if I can't fight, watching her boyfriend sweating on the court while she cheers on the sidelines, this was once Zhang Yiman's vision and envy.

"Uncle!"

Seeing Han Jue trotting, Zhang Yiman greeted Han Jue and threw the ball over, wanting to see Han Jue play.

Han Jue was athletic and responsive, and with Zhang Yiman's loud reminder, he easily caught Zhang Yiman's floor pass.

"I'm not very good at it, uncle, come here." Zhang Yiman said.

Han Jue looked a little embarrassed when he heard this: "I don't know much about it either."

Zhang Yiman smiled and said nothing. She doesn't play basketball, but she also plays other games. She knows that masters have a common problem of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. Last time, Han Jue said that his swimming level was average and he didn't know how to swim very much. Later, except for teaching, Zhang Yiman could see that Han Jue's own swimming level was very strong.

But now that she heard Han Jue's modest words again, she wanted to see Han Jue fight even more.

"It's okay, come on!" Zhang Yiman blinked her big eyes and looked at Han Jue with great interest.

Han Jue was holding the ball, not knowing what to do with it.

How about a fancy dribble? Or coolly shoot a long-range three-pointer, then turn around and raise your arms before the ball falls into the net? Or a tomahawk dunk?

Han Jue looked down at the basketball in his hand, and made a decision without hesitating for long.

I saw that Han Jueping grasped the basketball with one hand in an understatement and did not drop it.

"Oh!" Director Wang seemed to have sensed something, and with an excited expression on his face, he directed the cameraman to focus the lens firmly on Han Jue. Shoot close-ups for close-ups, and medium shots for medium shots.

"Wow~" Zhang Yiman looked at Han Jue who could hold a basketball with one hand, and held both hands in front of his chest, looking at Han Jue with eyes that almost turned into hearts.

In the next second, Han Jue fixed the basketball with both hands, and then moved forward...

The basketball came out of his hands, bounced on the ground, and crashed straight into Zhang Yiman's arms.

Director Wang: "Okay..."

The latter words were abruptly held back.

"?" Zhang Yiman held the basketball in his hands, but he didn't react.

There was about three seconds of silence.

Zhang Yiman thought for a while, then passed the ball back.

In the next second, Han Jue passed the ball back again.

They repeated this twice, Zhang Yiman finally couldn't bear it, and asked, "What are you doing?"

Han Jue replied: "I'm passing the ball."

"You show off your unique skills, uncle?"

"This is my trick." Han Jue looked serious.

He really can't play basketball.

When he was in school in the previous life, because of his withdrawn personality, as long as it was a team sport, he was almost isolated from him. And he doesn't like sports. In physical education class, when other boys rushed to play basketball and badminton, he would hold a book and find a place to read until the end. It can be said that apart from running, Han Jue does not know any competitive sports.

Zhang Yiman threw the ball back: "Then I don't want to watch your tricks, I want to watch dribbling and shooting."

Han Jue didn't speak, and after silently passing back and forth with Zhang Yiman twenty times, he understood Zhang Yiman's determination. Unable to accept the hospitality, Han Jue could only try to dribble the ball. With luck, I found that it was OK, and it went smoothly.

[The muscle memory is still there! 】Han Jue was a little relaxed and a little surprised.

When Han Jue walked to the basket and tried to wipe the board to shoot, the ball slammed into the backboard and bounced far away.

Han Jue stared at the running basketball for a while, then turned to Zhang Yiman and said, "Look."

Zhang Yiman went to see the basketball.

"It's not watching the ball, it's watching me," Han Jue said, "I really can't play."

"It shouldn't be like this!"

Zhang Yiman was a little shocked, because a minute ago, she always thought that playing basketball was the basic skill of a school bully. As a school bully who is idle and doing nothing, since he doesn't plan to waste his time on studies, what else can he do besides playing basketball?

"I practice singing and dancing very diligently." Han Jue said.

"Oh..." Zhang Yiman nodded unwillingly, and then was surprised, "Ah! Uncle, how do you know what I want to ask?"

"It's written all over your face."

Zhang Yiman laughed and ran to pick up the ball, then said confidently to Han Jue, "I'll teach you!"

Han Jue didn't refuse, and the scene became [Teacher Zhang's Basketball Classroom], teaching dribbling and layups.

Han Jue learned quickly, and the way Zhang Yiman looked at him gradually became strange, feeling that Han Jue was playing tricks on her.

"Hello everyone, I'm today's substitute teacher—Mr. Han! In the first lesson, how does a girl who is 1.7 meters tall dunk?" Han Jue said seriously to the camera, "No surgery, no medicine , first draw up an exercise schedule, three times a week for anaerobic exercise, five times for aerobic exercise, and persist for half a year. When the weight and body fat drop to a certain level, and the body and skin improve, find a 1.85m Strong boyfriend, let him pick you up..."

"Ah~~" Zhang Yiman smiled and was picked up by Han Jue and sat on his shoulders.

Han Jue carried Zhang Yiman on his shoulders and walked towards the basket step by step.

Walking to the edge of the basket, Zhang Yiman raised the basketball in his hand, "Then put the ball in the basket!"

After putting Zhang Yiman down, Han Jue shouted: "Slam dunk is as simple as that!"

Zhang Yiman ran over with the ball in his arms, jumped and laughed and said that he would do it again.

Then came the second lesson.

"Lesson 2, this move is amazing, the ball is divided by people. That's right, football is divided by people, and basketball is also used!" Han Jue asked Zhang Yiman to defend him, and Han Jue dribbled to dribble the ball to Zhang Yiman In the front, after taking a few shots, he put the ball on the ground, then stepped forward to hug Zhang Yiman and put her down, and when he fell to the ground, he pressed down on his skirt in a gentlemanly manner. Then when Zhang Yiman got up, Han Jue quickly picked up the ball on the ground, stepped forward, and made a three-step layup.

"Successful score!" Han Jue's right hand was in the shape of a chicken's claw, rigidly maintaining the final ball-handling gesture, turning around in a circle to show his demeanor in all directions.

Zhang Yiman rushed to the scene quickly, threw herself on Han Jue's back, and said that he would suspend his class, "Don't mislead me anymore!"

"Wait, I still have three class hours to finish!"

"in spite of!"

Looking at the two people playing and laughing, Director Wang felt that he was much younger.

After Han Jue and Zhang Yiman fought for a while, a class of freshman students came to PE class.

After seeing Han Jue and Zhang Yiman, those forty students ran over screaming, and then stopped far away to watch.

Surrounded by so many people, no matter how thick-skinned Han Jue and Zhang Yiman were, they were too embarrassed to show off their point-and-shoot skills, so Han Jue said let's go.

As soon as they left, the students were crying and howling, very disappointed, begging for autographs.

Zhang Yiman and Han Jue only saw about forty people in a class, not many, so they agreed.

The students cheered and lined up consciously.

Han Jue asked for the signature paper from Xiao Zhou. He asked for two books, one for him and one for Zhang Yiman. The two stood separately, so the team was divided into two groups. Most of the boys go to Zhang Yiman, and most of the girls go to Han Jue.

The students went to Zhang Yiman's place after waiting for Han Jue's. Some students were still not satisfied after one round, so they went to the back for another round. Looking at these forty students, Han Jue felt as if they had signed more than sixty or seventy copies.

After signing, the physical education teacher held the mobile phone and asked embarrassingly if he could take a group photo, a group photo of the whole class.

Xiao Zhou was called to be a photographer. Xiao Zhou is very serious, holding the physical education teacher's mobile phone, looking for light, and arranging the height of the head. If Han Jue hadn't urged him, he could still come up with some ideas and arrange students to take creative photos.

After the regular group photo came out, the teachers and students were very satisfied.

"This is considered a graduation photo!" shouted one student.

This sentence attracted strong approval from other students, and they didn't care whether there were teachers and principals in the photos.

After Han Jue and Zhang Yiman bid farewell to this lucky class, it was almost time for school to end. When the number of people in the school did not increase all of a sudden, they were ready to evacuate.

After Han Jue and Zhang Yiman left the school, they first went to buy milk tea, then sat in the dessert shop for a while, and left a message on the couple wall, fulfilling Zhang Yiman's student dream. Just finished today's recording.

With a satisfied smile, Zhang Yiman rushed to participate in the evening trip with the sadness that he would have to wait another month to see each other. When she got home at ten o'clock, she was still in a very happy mood, and she was bouncy and windy when she walked.

When they entered the house, Zhang Yaohui didn't come to greet them, and neither did Zhang San, so Zhang Yiman knew they were in the yard.

The courtyard did not turn on the lights. Zhang Yaohui was sitting on a rattan chair in the courtyard, enjoying the evening breeze, playing with his mobile phone. The faint screen light illuminated him very permeatingly.

Not far away is Zhang San anxiously circling a tree trunk.

Zhang Yiman walked over and skillfully turned on the lights in the yard, then took Zhang San's toy from the tree, and scolded her father, "Dad, why did you throw that toy up again!"

"It threw it up by itself." It's not the first time Zhang Yaohui has done this, nor is it the first time he has been taught a lesson by his daughter, so lying and throwing blame is very perfunctory.

Zhang Yiman took the trouble to say that Zhang San was still a child and he should not be bullied. She untied her hair, poured milk in the kitchen, and had a distant conversation with Zhang Yaohui: "Master is having lunch with us today."

"Oh?" Zhang Yaohui became interested, and looked away from the phone, "What did Teacher Tan say?"

Zhang Yaohui knew about Tan Nian's strictness, and he also knew about Tan Nian's dissatisfaction with Han Jue. Last year, Zhang Yiman and Han Jue participated in "Let's Fall in Love". As soon as the first episode of the show came out, Tan Nian called Zhang Yaohui and asked Zhang Yaohui what he thought, how could Zhang Yiman and Han Jue be put together .

"Master asked the uncle a lot of questions, and I was so nervous listening to it."

"En." Zhang Yaohui nodded, as expected.

"Uncle is also very nervous, more nervous than when I was eating with you in America."

"Sure, I'm more gentle."

"Fortunately, Uncle's quality passed the test. After chatting with Master, he became like you. I have a very good impression of Uncle!" Zhang Yiman smiled.

"Hehe," Zhang Yaohui also laughed, "That's good."