fake basketball player

Chapter 77

Chapter 77 Thirst on
system space.

"Congratulations to the host for winning the 30 experience point reward! In view of the host's good performance, the system provides the host with a chance to draw a lottery for free." In the empty system space, the voice of the system assistant Bertha sounded.

"It's only a lucky draw chance!" Fatty was a little dissatisfied with the system's reward, anyway, he said that this time the system stipulated to score 40 points, but he scored 49 points, and he beat that stupid bear.

The fat man still remembered the face of the big stupid bear who hated himself but couldn't hit his face after the game.

I still remember that the reporter asked him after the game, how did he feel about Zach saying that he wanted to beat you by 20 points, but you won in the end?He still remembers his pretentious answer, you have to ask him this!But I have to tell him, don't pretend to be aggressive, be careful of being struck by lightning!The scene where Big Clumsy Bear flicks the microphone and leaves when he hears his answer.

Think about it and feel refreshed.

According to Fatty's original expectation, this time there will be two lucky draw chances, how come there is only one chance?

This system evaluation is too cheating.

This is not reasonable.

Impossible only once, at least twice.

There are no two resolutely not.

"Just one lottery draw. Whether the host accepts the system reward." Bertha continued.

The fat man didn't answer.

"It only takes three seconds for the host to accept the reward from the system, three~~~one" Bertha began to count, and counted directly from three to one. Fatty didn't expect it and was afraid of missing it, so he hurriedly said: "Pick up, I can't take it yet." Is it?"

Bertha had also figured out the fat man's temper, her eyes were full of triumph after victory.

After accepting the system reward, the fat man was still puzzled and asked, "Why did I perform so well? It's unreasonable to only get one chance to draw a lottery!"

It was said that Bertha's forehead was also covered with black lines, why did I perform so well?Have you ever said that you performed well? That should be left to others.I have never seen a narcissist like you.

Bertha controlled her emotions, and glanced at the fat man, "Do you really think you are doing well?"

"Isn't that? The system stipulated that I only scored 40 points, and I scored 49 points. And I also beat that stupid bear..." The fat man began to brag about his achievements, but when he thought of his dozens of free throws Going forward, he is not very confident. Although he won the game and the task is completed, he is still extremely aggrieved. Why can't I even do such a simple free throw?

Isn't free throws easy?
But~~~~ah.The fat man sighed silently.

"Come on, come on, I know what you think? Don't you just think that what you give is not proportional to what you get? Do you think the system rewards you less?" Bertha looked at the fat man and said.

"That's not true." The fat man took it for granted.

"But do you really think your performance is really good? The system mandate is 40 points, why did you score 40 points? And what about your free throws?" Bertha hit the fat man's sore spot this time, because When it comes to free throws, Fatty always has a guilty conscience.

Silence again.

"I asked you to score 40 points, but you scored 49 points for me. I will not pursue this. But what happened to you when you made free throws? I am afraid that you are the worst in the history of the league." Bertha hated iron No steel authentic.

"No, no, it's not that bad." The fat man was sweating coldly on his forehead.

"It's not that bad, do you think it's good? Even Shaquille O'Neal, who has the worst free throws in the league now, has a 30%-50% free throw percentage. What about you? You only made 16 of 2 shots, and these 2 goals were just a coincidence. Tell me. Are you hitting free throws?"

Bertha poured cold water on the fat man.

In fact, the fat man thought about his free throw problem, but he didn't expect it to be the worst in history.

Even so, the fat man still felt a little strange, but he couldn't tell where there was a problem, he just felt something was wrong.

But Fatty didn't care too much about it anymore, the free throw was so bad, now is not the time to argue about it, for him, solving this problem is the key point.

He is also fed up with the problem of being frustrated with free throws.

Think about the game against the Trail Blazers, being pressed on the court at the end of the fourth quarter, watching the Pacers get slaughtered, but there is nothing you can do, what kind of feeling is like watching yourself helplessly The woman was humiliated in front of him, but he could only hold back but was helpless.

Let alone suffering this feeling for the second time, even thinking about it, Fatty felt extremely aggrieved.

Moreover, Fatty, who was used to staying on the field and killing all directions, suddenly went to sit on the drinking fountain, especially at critical moments, and felt very uncomfortable.

And all this trouble for him is because of his free throw problem.

Therefore, for Fatty, he couldn't wait to solve this problem. This was even more eager than the rebounding skill [Rebound King] he was interested in, and his desire was also raised to the maximum.

I can't wait to solve the problem of free throws. Although Bertha is very fierce, the fat man still bites the bullet and said: "I also know that my free throws are like shit..."

Hearing this, Bertha stretched out her index finger and shook it in front of the fat man, "No, no, it's worse than shit."

Fatty could only accept Bertha's evaluation, and said shamelessly, "It's worse than shit. Sister Bertha, do you know how to improve my free throws?"

"You're stupid! Look at the mall and exchange it for a free throw skill, wouldn't it be enough?" Bertha pointed to the fat man's forehead, with a look of hatred for iron.

Hearing this, the fat man suddenly realized, "Oh, yes. I'm an idiot."

As she said that, she wanted to enter the system mall, but Bertha stopped her, "Aren't you going to draw a lottery?"

Hearing this, Fatty also stopped immediately, and said with a smile: "Why? You see, it's not easy for me, right. It's very hard to complete the task."

"It was very hard." Bertha also said in the fat man's tone.

Bertha also took out the turntable.

Fatty is no stranger to lottery draws. He started to turn the turntable, and the turntable also started to turn very fast.

This time the fat man was not as lucky as the previous few times. He didn't get the skill award, but only got 100 experience points.

For this, Fatty is actually very satisfied in his heart. Although he also wants to get the skill award, but that is the probability of winning the lottery, so he doesn't have much hope, but the experience value is only the probability of winning the special code, which is still very promising drawn.And the fat man won 100 experience points, so he wanted to jump up, but he suppressed it and pretended to be calm on the surface.

Looking up at a 45-degree angle, I feel inexplicably: Alas!I've been exhausted from the experience value all day long, that's all.

Bertha really couldn't stand the fat man's behavior, so she went directly to her small room for a beauty sleep. With this fat man, she would collapse sooner or later.

Seeing Bertha walking back to the room, the fat man also asked, "Sister Bertha, sister Bertha, are you okay?"

"What are you doing?"

"You won't accompany me to the mall."

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(Guaranteed one update. I don’t know how many updates there will be today. I checked and there are at least 2 updates. Everyone broke me yesterday. I updated 1.5 words a day. Are you still here today?)
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