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He Jiang and Xu Fanming made a plan to practice together every evening at six, in the campus gym. At first, Xu Fanming was doing great. His skills had always been solid, with his main issue being mental composure. Without the pressure of an actual match, he was able to perform even better during practice, often pulling off unexpected game-winning shots. So by the third day, He Jiang said, “Let’s do a one-on-one.” As they played, Xu Fanming’s weaknesses gradually became apparent. He started…- 160.3 K • Ongoing
- By the time He Jiang got Xu Fanming back to the dorm that night, it was nearly one in the morning. Half-carrying and half-dragging him, He Jiang brought him all the way to his own dorm. When the door opened, his roommate was already in pajamas. Upon seeing He Jiang, he stepped aside on his own to let him in. He Jiang hauled Xu Fanming onto the bed. The moment his head hit the pillow, Xu Fanming was out cold, snoring softly as he slept. Before leaving, He Jiang gave him a long, quiet look, then turned…
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- The court had gone quiet. He was standing just outside the court, around nine or ten meters from the basket. The three-point line was only a little over six, yet he had casually raised his hand and taken a shot. The range alone was shocking. Not only was it accurate, but his form was clean and controlled. The ball arced beautifully as it flew. It spun gently through the air and dropped into the hoop as if everything had been under control from the start. It was nothing short of stunning. Pan…
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- He Jiang kept his promise. With two minutes remaining before the end of the game, Qinghuo’s had the ball. Fang Ruihan dribbled the ball from the backcourt to the frontcourt, then passed it to He Jiang before Gao Dong could move in to defend. He Jiang glanced at Xu Fanming. Xu Fanming instinctively swallowed, then reached out and caught the ball flying toward him from He Jiang’s hand. This was the final play. Xu Fanming glanced at the scoreboard. The numbers read seventy-five to eighty-four.…
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- The third quarter ended with the scoreboard frozen at 66 to 68. Not only had Qinghuo caught up, they had even pulled ahead by two points. In that quarter alone, Qinghuo had clawed back a full 30 points. Of those, He Jiang had scored 16 by himself, including several three-pointers. For the team, it was finally a chance to vent their frustration. But for Xu Fanming, that last dunk from He Jiang felt like a blow to the head. He couldn't shake the gloomy weight pressing down on his chest. His…
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- Shuanglan’s strength lay in their aggressive forwards. Because of that, Qinghuo needed a strong and stable defensive backcourt. How could they turn this disadvantage into an advantage? Right after Wen Qin’s soaring three-pointer, the players of Shuanglan froze where they stood. For a moment, everyone forgot to move. A strange sense of dread crept up each of their spines. Truth be told, there was still so much about Qinghuo they didn’t know. The strength of their newly added No. 6 small…
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- There were three children in Wen Qin’s family. An older brother, a younger sister, and him in the middle. So naturally, he was also the least noticeable one of the three. His older brother had always done well in school, graduated from a top university, and now worked at a foreign firm. His younger sister, on the other hand, was a problem child. Rebellious, wild, with no interest in studying. She was in her third year of middle school, and the whole family was busy helping her prepare for the high…
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- He Jiang led his mother a few steps away from the team’s bench, to a quiet spot where no one else was around. Then he turned and looked at her. “Mom.” His throat tightened. Part of him had wanted to ask if she had seen him play just now. But the moment the thought came to mind, it felt too strange, too out of place, so he held his tongue. To his surprise, she spoke first. “I just arrived. I saw a bit of your game. But like I always say, make sure you stay safe.” He Jiang gave a dry…
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- Fang Ruihan called out to Xu Fanming again, fixing his gaze on him as he said, “Fanming, you, He Jiang, and Zhu Xuyao need to hold the paint.” Xu Fanming glanced at Fang Ruihan with a defeated look, then gave a silent nod. Right now, everyone had to be fully focused. “Now,” Fang Ruihan said as he looked at the team, “listen to me carefully.” In the second half of the second quarter, as team captain, Fang Ruihan made a firm decision. He and Wen Qin would take the backcourt. He Jiang…
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- After failing to block the shot and getting slammed to the ground, Xu Fanming never quite recovered. Even when he walked, his steps felt light and unsteady. In the first quarter, Qinghuo fought back fiercely, matching Shuanglan’s aggressive pace with sharp defense and relentless pursuit. The first quarter ended with a score of 23 to 20. Qinghuo trailed by just three points. During the halftime break, Xu Fanming sat alone drinking water. His gaze flicked toward Gao Nan and Gao Dong on the…
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