basketball storm

Chapter 283 We were abused by an old man

"Master, are you sure? Why don't you go to another scene? This one is more fierce."

Zhang Luowei kindly persuaded him. After all, at this age, he is prone to injuries. As soon as the old man is injured, he may directly fly up on the field, which is still very scary.

Lin An hurriedly indicated that he was in good health, and even made a three-pointer with a shot.

In the end, there was really no way for Zhang Luowei to agree to Lin An's request.

"Old Zhang, are you crazy, why don't you take him?" The teammates were a little reluctant.

Zhang Luowei shook his hand. "It's okay, if you like to fight, you can take it with you to make it more difficult for yourself. Besides, if you really lose, you can drink your saliva by the way."

The teammates could only agree, but everyone still didn't believe that they would lose, just because their teammate was Zhang Luowei.

This guy who came back from the United States is not easy. He is the MVP of the local AUU junior high school league in the United States. He was rated as a four-star high school student in high school, which is not to say that he is not strong.But these days, Chinese people don't pay attention to the strongest Chinese high school students in the United States.Now with the development of Huaxia, in the third year of high school, he came back with his parents to make a living.

And Zhang Luowei also joined the strongest basketball high school in Tianfu, Tianfu No. [-] Middle School.

With a height of 1.9m[-], he serves as the team's small forward or power forward. He has a terrifying mid-range shot, and his good weight makes him invincible on the court.

At the beginning of the game, Zhang Luowei politely passed the ball to Lin An, who looked like an old man.

Seeing that the opponent was not defending at all, Lin An used an awkward three-pointer again.But this time it was obviously not thrown in.

Passers-by on the sidelines looked fresh.

"This uncle is still playing with young guys at such an old age, so be careful not to get hurt."

"It's fun. At this age, he is a person who can play."

Apparently, passers-by regard the old man's playing as a funny thing.

Then Lin An became a colander and was broken through by the opponent once.

Lin An thought to himself: Young people like to do things for themselves, not martial arts!

Next, Zhang Luowei swung himself. Facing the defense, he ignored the pull and made a hit.

Lin An secretly praised: "Good shot, fine!"

Next, Zhang Luowei and his high school teammates scored at 10:5.

Zhang Luowei saw that he was leading so much, so he gave the ball to Lin An again. Lin An pretended to dribble in a disguise and missed, but was intercepted by the opponent and made a fast break. The score came to 10:7.

Some people in the crowd began to complain.

"I thought there was something there? So it's such a dish! I knew I was going up."

"Yes, come down quickly, don't be ashamed."

Zhang Luowei, including his teammates, became a little impatient and planned to come next by himself.

Feeling the changes around her, Lin An knew that the opportunity had come.

Next, the opponent served the ball. Interestingly, the player on the opposite side was wearing Lin An's home jersey. Lin An was very moved. Seeing his fans here, he felt that it was unreasonable not to steal two.

Lin An did not return to the backcourt, but waited.

The opposing point guard thought to himself: What is there to be afraid of an old man!

He intends to pass directly.

When the two were close together, Lin An took out the ball like lightning and slapped the basketball into the air.

"Fuck!"

The other party couldn't help but swear.

Lin An got the basketball early and rushed to the three-point line.The opponent wanted to make up for it, so he didn't restrain himself and sprinted with all his strength.

After Lin An sensed the opponent, he made an emergency stop and dribbled the ball behind his back to shake off the little point guard wearing his jersey.

As a result, the one on the opposite side confiscated his strength and slipped directly to the ground.

"Oh~!"

The fans watching the game were stunned. They didn't expect that the old man who would miss the ball in the last round would steal a young man in his 20s and knock him down in the next round.

What kind of fairy script is this.

In the end, Lin An threw it into the air, and Zhang Luowei hurried over, performing an alley-oop.

"Good shot! Grandpa!"

Zhang Luowei clapped hands with Lin An excitedly.

Lin An's performance on this ball looked completely different from before, and Zhang Luowei felt that the opponent had practiced before.

Next, Zhang Luowei passed the ball to the old man and returned the ball to the opponent.

Lin An held the ball to face his fans, and it was very fun to watch the opponent gnash their teeth.

So he began to dribble the ball slowly, knowing that the opponent would definitely attack directly.

Lin An speeded up and avoided the steal in disguise.

What happened next shocked the facial features of everyone present.

Lin An came to a group of fancy dribbles, showing off his opponent with dazzling moves. He didn't expect that the old man he thought was weak would suddenly show you a move that you always wanted to learn but couldn't.

It's as shocking as if your aunt who usually dresses very earthily suddenly tells you that she is the Queen's model of Victoria's Secret.

At this moment, Lin An suddenly took the ball and hit the opponent's head. Before the opponent could react, the bounced basketball was hidden by Lin An in his clothes and spun around.

The lad is numb.

And Lin An also easily entered the penalty area and faced the defender with a lever to hit the board.

At this time, Zhang Luowei hadn't recovered yet, and he felt that his five senses were also shocked.

"Master, are you a member of the Harlem basketball team when you are young?"

"He Lin team, I used to play for the Forestry Bureau."

Well, this is pure nonsense.

Then Lin An didn't hide, and started to show off.

Three-pointers, fast breaks, and steals were all played again.

He and Zhang Luowei once again had an alley-oop.

The score also came to 19:7.

Passers-by have become Lin An's trumpet fans at this time, and every move of Lin An will attract cheers.

At this time, Zhang Luowei felt more and more like a person, but he just couldn't remember.

"Young man, let me finish the next ball."

"Okay! Grandpa, please go ahead!"

Lin An wasn't polite anymore, and directly tried his best to cover up and easily pass the defender.

Lin An, who came to the restricted area, played basketball.

Then he jumped up, grabbed the basketball and dunked it into the hoop.

Lin An jumped off after hanging on the frame a few times.

Some passers-by were already scratching their heads exaggeratedly, they couldn't believe what they saw.

An old man dunked him!

Dunk!

It was unbelievable, many people at the scene couldn't dunk, but an old man dunked one easily.

"Fuck, this old man is already at this age, can he still dance?"

"Damn it! His body is too good!"

"I'm not as good as an old man!"

But Zhang Luowei didn't believe it, he didn't believe he could still dunk at this age.

This is also a fantasy in the United States.

Lin An thought that it was time to reveal the mystery.

Thinking of this, Lin An's operation scared everyone on the scene.

I saw Lin An tear off the white beard on his face.

"What is he doing? Doesn't it hurt?" "You silly, that looks like a fake beard."

And Lin An also tore off the fake scalp.

At this time, everyone has seen the true face of the old man.

There was an immediate commotion at the scene.

"Lin An!" A young man recognized it first,

"I knew it! This style of play is too similar to Lin An!"

"Fuck! You're so good at playing, what does Lin An think, it's too good to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger."

Lin An came to Zhang Luowei's side and said with a smile, "You played well. I'm very optimistic about your future."

Zhang Luowei looked like a fan. He didn't expect that the old man he played with today was an idol in disguise.

This is the first meeting between Lin An and Zhang Luowei.

(End of this chapter)