Time Traveling: The Basketball Devil Comes

After a while, the courtyard door opened, and there stood a hale and hearty old man at the door. He was very old, probably in his 70s, and the wrinkles on his face were deep and obvious, as if they had been carved with a chisel.

"Uncle Fang, I'm here to see you!" Breeze said a little nervously.

Chen Dongming looked at Breeze in surprise, such an expression was rarely seen on her face.

The old man's eyes were very bright, and he glanced at everyone, and then said to Breeze: "You came a little late this time, I thought you had forgotten me!"

"If you forget, no one can forget you! These are all students from the Qianchuan High School team." Breeze introduced.

"I see, they are all good! Come in!" Fang Bo let everyone into the yard.

The people I went to see before were all poor households, mostly widowed and lonely old people, but this Fang Bo was obviously different from the previous ones.

After entering, I realized that the yard is so big!
Not only was the yard kept clean, but the main room was also bright and clean.There is actually half a standard basketball court on the east side of the yard. The floor is made of plastic. It looks brand new, so it must have been rebuilt not long ago.

It is absolutely impossible for poor households to build half a basketball court in their own yard, and the cost is not small.

Fang Bo didn't let everyone into the room, but indicated that they could sit on the stone bench next to the stone table in the yard.

Everyone put rice noodles and other items on the stone table casually, but Fang Bo didn't even look at it, as if he didn't take it seriously at all.

"According to the time calculation, it will soon be a life-and-death battle for the school team?" Fang Bo seemed to know Qianchuan High School very well.

"That's right! The time and regulations were set by you 20 years ago." Breeze replied hastily.

Chen Dongming was secretly surprised. Qianchuan School has been established for nearly a hundred years, and there have been many people who have come and gone. Unexpectedly, this Fang Bo was the person who could set the rules in the school 20 years ago.

"Alas! Qianchuan High School is not as good as the previous generation!" Fang Bo sighed.

These words made several male students look bad. What does it mean that one generation is not as good as the previous generation? Is this humiliating us? !
"Isn't it a little thoughtless of what you said?" Chen Dongming couldn't take it anymore, and directly turned back.

Breeze's little face turned pale with fright, and he winked at Chen Dongming repeatedly.

Mu Ziqing knew who this old man was, and after hearing what Chen Dongming said, she couldn't help but waved her hand quietly, signaling him to stop talking.

"Yo? Do you disagree with me? Then what should you say when you say this?"

"I think it should be said that there are talented people from generation to generation, each leading the way for hundreds of years!" Chen Dongming said solemnly.

Fang Bo was stunned for a moment, feeling the two words of Chen Dongming, the light in his eyes became brighter.

Mu Ziqing covered her mouth, her face was filled with amazement, she was a word player herself, so her feelings were naturally deeper than others.This is really too good to say, it is so imposing and soul-stirring!
"What's your name?" Fang Bo asked suddenly.

"Chen Dongming, everyone calls me the basketball king!"

The others rolled their eyes when they heard his introduction, big brother, only you can call yourself the basketball king, okay?

"Basketball King? You're an interesting kid, go shoot a three-pointer!" Fang Bo said suddenly.

Chen Dongming was slightly taken aback, what do you mean, did the topic change so quickly?Can't you tell me!

At this moment, Ma Xiaoxi, who was next to Luojiu, suddenly exclaimed: "You...you are the great coach of Qianchuan High School, you count as Qianji Fangtang?!"

Hearing the word Fangtang, Luo Jiu and Duan Yinhe were no longer calm, they stood up dancing and saluted repeatedly.

Fang Bo glanced at Ma Xiaoxi, "It's been so many years, it's rare that young people still remember me."

"I...I always hear my elder brother talking about you at home, and I admire you so much!" Ma Xiaoxi also stood up excitedly.

"It's the past, so don't mention it." Fang Bo said calmly, pressing down with one hand, motioning for them all to sit down and talk.

"Am I still throwing the ball?" Chen Dongming was a little confused, it seemed that the other party was a god-level existence, so it seemed that he was not right to yell at him just now!
"Vote! Cast quickly! Use your best form!" Breeze hurriedly ordered from the side, with a look of hatred for iron.

Chen Dongming didn't have any impression of this old man Fang Tang. He seemed to want to point him out, but are you sure you can point me out?

Picking up a basketball on the ground, he murmured, "I am the king of basketball! Accurate shooting!" Since you want to find fault with me, then pick it up and see what tricks you can come up with.

Standing beyond the three-point line, Chen Dongming casually raised his hand and threw the basketball into the basket.

Fang Bo frowned slightly, and said loudly, "One more!"

Chen Dongming picked up the basketball and lightly threw another one in.

Duan Yinhe murmured: "It's too good to pretend! But it seems that old people like this."

"Okay! You can come back!" Fang Bo said.

"Can I shoot two three-pointers?" Duan Yinhe said from the side.

"Go!" Fang Bo was in high spirits today.

Duan Yinhe took Chen Dongming's basketball and made two three-pointers from different angles.

When Duan Yinhe sat back in his seat, Fang Bo pointed to Ma Xiaoxi and Luo Jiu, "You guys play a quick break!"

Now that Luo Jiu and Ma Xiaoxi knew Fang Bo's identity, they naturally put in a lot of effort and played a very fancy fast break, and finally Luo Jiu dunked.

Bai Zhaoxiang looked at Luo Jiu with admiration, probably in her eyes, Luo Jiu is one of the best basketball players here, and Duan Yinhe is naturally included in it.

"You three are very good!" Fang Bo pointed to Chen Dongming, Luo Jiu and Duan Yinhe.

Seeing that Uncle Fang didn't refer to him, Ma Xiaoxi was a little disappointed.

At Fang Bo's age and identity, he naturally wouldn't take into account the feelings of a poor kid, "Your shooting is weird!" He looked at Chen Dongming with piercing eyes.

"Strange? Why is it so strange?" Chen Dongming was startled.

"Shooting is nothing more than drawing a parabola on the two points of the hand and the basket, and the apex of the parabola of your two shots is the same height, and both are the lowest points of the goal. This is almost impossible! If I didn't see it with my own eyes See, I really think that the computer made the shot. Suppose you stretch the parabola, even if you stand in the backcourt, you should still be able to make the shot, can you tell me why?"

"It should be related to my usual practice habits!" Chen Dongming had no idea that this Fang Bo had guessed so many things after only watching it twice.
"This kind of demanding requirement, if you don't practice hundreds of millions of times, you will never be able to meet it! But I warn you, no matter how accurate your model is, as long as it is fixed, there will be traces to follow, and the future may restrict your progress." Higher. Of course, with your current level, you can go a long way!" Fang Boyu said earnestly.