I really don't want to date a girl addicted to the internet!

After a short break, a member of the basketball team wearing an assistant referee badge came to the rest area to remind them, "Chen Hao, it's your turn."

The three who had been waiting for a long time stood up. Chen Hao looked at Cheng Fei and the vice class monitor with excitement, "You two, this time you must go all out and win the game beautifully!"

"Go for it, high school boy longing for love!" Du Xinhua, who was in charge of logistics, said in a monotone tone.

Chen Hao nudged the boy next to him with his elbow and lowered his voice, "Cheng Fei, remember to feed me all the balls. My lifelong happiness depends on this. I will definitely repay your great kindness in the future!"

He had spent a long time discussing things with the two of them just now, hoping to impress Fang Qing.

"No problem." The boy nodded seriously.

"Don't worry, I'll do my best to cooperate with you." The vice class monitor pushed up his glasses.

"It's already upgraded to the level of lifelong happiness?" Du Xinhua exclaimed in surprise. "Why do I have this ominous feeling..."

Amidst the attention of many, the three players walked onto the court, facing their opponents. The referee stood between the two sides, holding a coin. In three-on-three basketball, the first player to have possession is determined by flipping a coin.

"Look, look! Cheng Fei is coming on stage..."

"Great, it's finally here..."

Go Cheng Fei!

The previously rather quiet audience seats suddenly became lively.

"Frontline." Chen Hao's eyes burned with fierce fighting spirit as he stared intently at his opponent as the team captain.

"Then I'll choose the other side," the opposing captain with flowing bangs smiled.

The referee tossed the coin into the air, caught it in his palm, and opened it to reveal heads.

"Yes!" Chen Hao shouted, clenching his fist.

The enemy captain smiled and shook his head.

The game started, and Cheng Fei stood outside the three-point line. The moment he received the ball from the opponent, he lowered his center of gravity and dribbled quickly. Even without starting the zero-speed dribble, his speed was still surprisingly fast.

The boy's opponent was clearly stunned when he was suddenly passed by, and only turned around and chased after him when he heard gasps and cheers from the audience.

The boy had brought the ball to the inside, seemingly poised to drive straight in unimpeded. But as the opponent hastily adjusted their position, he suddenly made a long pass to Chen Hao on the side of the basket.

"Leave it to me!" Chen Hao grinned, as if he could already see himself making a swift layup and scoring, while Fang Qing in the stands looked on in astonishment.

The enemy captain who was watching him passed by him, his flowing bangs swaying due to inertia.

In Chen Hao's eyes, Fang Qing's face suddenly transformed into his opponent's smile in a fleeting moment. By the time he came to his senses, the ball in his hand had already disappeared.

His heart skipped a beat.

It was stolen!

The uproar from the audience reached his ears, making him blush instantly.

"hateful!"

Chen Hao hurriedly turned around to chase after them. The opposing captain had already dribbled the ball out of the three-point line and then passed it to a teammate on the other side. The teammate shot directly, and the basketball drew a beautiful parabola and accurately hit the basket.

The electronic scoreboard next to the court showed "0:2".

Cheng Fei caught the falling ball, dribbled out of the three-point line, and brushed past Chen Hao, casually saying, "What's going on? Is he that good?"

Cheng Fei was keeping watch, but when he turned around, Chen Hao had already been dispossessed.

"It was my carelessness!" Chen Hao clenched his fist.

Having regained possession, Cheng Fei passed the ball to Chen Hao midway through another attack.

Chen Hao used a technically advanced back-to-the-basket move to penetrate the paint and then turned to shoot.

The ball traced an eerie arc, struck the high part of the backboard off the rim, and bounced off, landing perfectly in the opponent's hands.

The opponent made a long pass that sent the ball out of the three-point line, and he took another long-range shot, which bounced off the backboard and into the basket.

"0:4"

Amidst the cheers from the audience, Chen Hao stared in disbelief.

"Don't take it to heart." The vice class monitor patted him on the shoulder as he dribbled past.

"It was just a minor mistake!" Chen Hao took a deep breath.

So what happened next...

"Oops!"

"How could this be?!"

"impossible!"

Damn it!

"What's wrong with me?!"

Under the astonished gaze of the audience, the two students from Class 6 of Grade 1 kept passing the ball to Chen Hao, the captain. The boy with the pompadour hairstyle, who had performed quite well yesterday, not only failed to score a single goal, but also kept creating opportunities for the opponents.

Just then, the announcement came over the loudspeaker: "Alright, after the joyful three-legged race, while the other events are on break, let's turn our attention back to the basketball court."

"Okay, let's take a look at the situation of the 3x3 basketball elimination tournament."

"As expected, the three brothers under the moon, whom the senior sister favored, have advanced again. They are indeed strong contenders for the championship. And the one currently competing is... wait, is it a fixed match?"

"Fake, fixed match?"

"Or maybe the scoreboard was malfunctioning, but in any case, there was a game with an astonishing score of 0 to 10."

"Perhaps the difference in strength is too great..."

"Let's take a look. Currently, the team behind is Haotian Team from Class 6 of Grade 1. They are one of the four seeded teams, and their opponent is the team you mentioned from Class 1 of Grade 2, which ranked second in the group stage. Is the gap between the two teams really that big? That's too exaggerated."

"Perhaps the player's condition is off..."

"Who knows? Anyway, let's keep an eye on this game. Currently, Cheng Fei from Class 6 of Grade 11, wearing jersey number 11, has possession. Cheng Fei is dribbling, wow, he's so fast! He passes the ball to Chen Hao, wearing jersey number 10, who goes for a layup! But he misses and gets the rebound. Possession has fallen to Class 1 of Grade 2. This doesn't look good."

"Judging from this goal, they are indeed a bit out of sorts. Let's not focus on it too much, so as not to put more pressure on them."

"The senior is so gentle, and she's right. The women's high jump is about to start, let's watch the athletes' amazing performance..."

Meanwhile, on the basketball court...

"1:12"

The only point was scored by Cheng Fei's layup.

The bright red electronic scoreboard was reflected in Chen Hao's pupils, making him dizzy.

The atmosphere in the audience was strangely awkward, with murmurs of discussion surrounding him from all sides like snakes.

"I've submitted my bid about ten times already, and I haven't won even once..."

"Your accuracy was pretty high yesterday, but what happened today..."

"To be seeded with this kind of strength is truly astounding..."

Chen Hao stood still and shook his head, feeling as if the whole world was spinning.

"Why isn't he moving..."

"I seem to be in really bad shape..."

"At this rate, we're doomed to lose..."

In this atmosphere, Cheng Fei, who was dribbling, suddenly stopped and, under the surprised gaze of his opponent, expressionlessly reached out and tugged at the opponent's clothes.

The referee immediately blew his whistle to indicate a foul.

"I request a pause." The boy raised his hand.

……

423. Chen Hao shouted the boy's name.

After the match was paused, a new round of discussion broke out in the stands.

"Why did he ask for a pause when he was grabbing someone's clothes...?"

"Because timeouts need to be requested during a dead ball situation, and in 3x3 basketball, a dead ball situation only occurs due to fouls or special circumstances, he had no choice but to do it this way..."

"We should probably adjust our tactics. We can't let that guy with the pompadour be the scorer anymore. If all else fails, we should bring in a substitute..."

"Do they have substitutes...?"

Three girls in a corner of the stands were also watching the game.

Zhou Han clenched her small hands together, her face full of worry, "Oh no, oh no, is Cheng Fei going to be eliminated?"

"Why didn't he dunk?" Ruan Jingyi's face showed a hint of confusion.

"It must be because the opponent is defending us so well that we have no chance. It's all Chen Hao's fault for being unreliable and letting us down at a time like this!" Zhou Han's little fist hardened.

Asuna Nagasaki rested her chin on her hand, smiling as she watched the match. "Don't worry, Cheng Fei will definitely win."

"Could it be that they did it on purpose? Asuna, do you know what's going on?" Zhou Han suddenly turned her head, her round eyes widening slightly.

"I don't know, I just believe in Cheng Fei, after all, he's very capable." Nagasaki Asuna shook her head nonchalantly.

"That's true, but..."

At the highest point of the audience, Lin Xuanqi rubbed her temples, feeling a bit amused by her own anger. "Yesterday I felt that his two teammates were unreliable, and he himself was only half-baked. Oh well, it's better to wrap things up early. The company has been incredibly busy these past two days anyway."

"It's not entirely hopeless." Ye Shuang sat upright to the side, her gaze fixed on the boy's back, her calm expression thoughtful.

In the rest area, the brief timeout during a three-on-three basketball game is only enough for a few words to be spoken.

"It's all my fault. I got more and more nervous and dragged you down. I'm sorry!" Chen Hao shouted, his face flushed, and bowed at a ninety-degree angle through gritted teeth.

"There's no point in you bowing down now. You should think about what to do next." Du Xinhua, who was handing the three of them sports drinks, shook his head.

"There are less than five minutes left. Realistically speaking, it's hard to catch up by eleven points..." The vice class monitor, panting heavily, pushed up his glasses and looked at the scoreboard. After Chen Hao's problem, he had tried his best to help Cheng Fei turn the tide, but unfortunately, he was just there to make up the numbers and couldn't make much of a contribution.

"Cheng Fei!" Chen Hao suddenly looked up and called out.

"What?" The boy, who was drinking water, put down the bottle, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and his calm expression was no different from any other time.

"I'm shaking all over, I can't go on, I can only rely on you from now on!" Chen Hao pressed his hands firmly on the boy's shoulders, as if grasping at a lifeline.

Du Xinhua observed his body and nodded, "Although I really want to say that a man shouldn't admit he's not good enough, he is indeed trembling very badly. It seems that his psychological defenses have completely collapsed."

"What about your senior classmates if I show off?" the boy said, screwing the bottle shut.

"It's not just about the senior students anymore. Every match in the knockout stage is a life-or-death situation. We absolutely cannot stop here!" Chen Hao's face showed a resolute yet sorrowful determination.

"That's true, there's nothing we can do about it then." The boy nodded.

"Can we still win?" The vice squad leader looked at him, his face showing hesitation.

"Just pass the ball to me." The boy said casually.

"Cheng Fei, I owe you a favor this time!" Chen Hao pursed his lips.

"Let's talk about it after we win," the boy patted him on the shoulder.

Then the referee blew his whistle, "Timeout is over."

The three exchanged a glance and walked side by side toward the court.

As they were talking, the three brothers under the moon, who had finished their morning game, walked past the court carrying their bags. The three men, dressed in matching white jerseys, were tall and strong, with tanned skin that exuded power.

"Hey Kai, look! It's 1 to 12! It's even more outrageous than before!" A frivolous-looking guy with an earring patted his companion on the back.

A companion with black arm guards was drinking water when he suddenly spat it out. He turned to look at the scoreboard not far away and asked, "Which class are you from?"

"Class 6 of Grade 11, isn't that the top team from Grade 11? I didn't expect them to be this bad."

"Pfft, the beneficiary of random grouping, let's go eat, I'm starving."

"That makes sense, my girlfriend is waiting for me."

As the three on the field quickly walked away, the three on the field resumed the game.

Because Cheng Fei called a timeout after committing a foul, possession of the ball was given to the opponent.

With all eyes on the stands, the opponent launched an attack, quickly passing the ball into the paint with a clean move, and then jumping for a layup, as if a replay of the goal before the timeout had been played.