Professional Basketball Technique and You Haven't Played Basketball in a Long Time?

The next day.

The blazing sun hung high.

Lin Fan lay on the bed, playing idly on his phone and occasionally looking at the little sparrow pacing back and forth on the windowsill.

At this moment, Ma Zhong slowly opened his eyes. He rubbed his dizzy head and said in a hoarse voice, "Brothers, it's time to get up."

"Okay," Lin Fan acknowledged, climbing straight out of bed.

Zheng Jinbao said, "Lin Fan, I rarely admire anyone. But I have to say... I admire you!"

"Yesterday, we drank about two cases of beer, right? You actually drank the three of us under the table and you're totally fine!"

With two cases of beer, Lin Fan naturally wouldn't have any issues.

After all, he was capable of drinking a thousand cups without getting drunk!

"Lin Fan, are you from the Northeast? You can hold your liquor so well," Song Yi said.

Lin Fan smiled. "Northeast? What are you talking about? My hometown is Qing City. All right, hurry up and get up."

After a bit of dawdling, the guys finally crawled out of bed.

I must say, being young is great.

Right after waking up, Zheng Jinbao, Ma Zhong, and Song Yi were all still extremely dizzy with heavy heads and light feet.

However, after getting up and eating breakfast, the three of them were jumping and full of life again.

The morning session was a theoretical math class taught by an elderly professor. Zheng Jinbao and Song Yi listened until they were dozing off.

Ma Zhong was a good student who listened attentively and took notes constantly.

As for Lin Fan, he sometimes listened to the lecture and other times flipped through the textbook on his own.

After the class bell rang.

Ma Zhong said, "Lin Fan, you just came to class. If there's anything you don't understand, feel free to ask me anytime."

He had noticed that Lin Fan didn't really listen during class, but kept flipping through the book instead.

Therefore, he assumed Lin Fan didn't understand.

However, how could Ma Zhong know that Lin Fan wasn't listening not because he didn't understand, but because he found it far too simple.

Zheng Jinbao yawned and said, "That's right. Ma Zhong isn't great at much else, but his studying is pretty decent."

"What do you mean I'm not great at other things?" Ma Zhong protested.

Zheng Jinbao chuckled and said, "Then should we hit up a club tonight?"

Ma Zhong's entire face turned instantly red. He opened his mouth, but nothing came out.

"All right, keep chatting and we won't even be able to squeeze into the cafeteria later," Song Yi interrupted.

I have to say, the Jiangbei University cafeteria was very different from Lin Fan's high school cafeteria.

Lin Fan's high school cafeteria was quite similar to a fast-food restaurant.

However, the Jiangbei University cafeteria was completely different.

There were crockpot soups, roast goose rice, stir-fries, barbecued meat, ramen, and everything else you could imagine, with an enormous variety of options.

The students at Jiangbei University loved eating there too, and every station had long lines.

At that moment, the time reached 12:00.

Lin Fan's phone vibrated slightly, and a red envelope appeared.

Taking advantage of the free time while waiting in line, Lin Fan tapped the screen repeatedly.

"Ding! Congratulations, you received 5 yuan."

"Ding! Congratulations, you received 1,000 yuan."

"Ding! Congratulations, you received 10,000 yuan."

"Ding! Congratulations, you received 3 yuan."

"Ding! Congratulations, you received Professional Basketball Technique."

When he opened this red envelope, the time had reached 12:01.

It was precisely at this moment that it was Lin Fan and the others' turn to pick their dishes.

The four young men all picked quite a bit of meat with a wide variety, and they all ate with great enjoyment.

Song Yi said, "There are no classes this afternoon. A few friends and I are getting together to play basketball. Lin Fan, you should come along too."

Lin Fan figured he didn't have much going on this afternoon anyway, and since he had just acquired Professional Basketball Technique, he could use this opportunity to try it out.

Thinking of this, Lin Fan nodded and said, "Alright."

Song Yi threw an arm around Lin Fan's shoulder and said very happily, "Good brother!"

Then, as if remembering that Lin Fan had mentioned yesterday he hadn't played basketball in a long time.

He added, "Don't worry, our skills aren't that great either. We'll just play casually."

After lunch, Zheng Jinbao went back to the dorm to sleep, and Ma Zhong went to the library.

Meanwhile, Song Yi and Lin Fan bought a bottle of Mizone and headed straight to the basketball court.

By this time, four men in jerseys were already waiting on the court.

A dark-skinned, tall, and sturdy man waved from afar and called out, "Song Yi, you're finally here!"

"Let me introduce you. This is our new dorm brother, Lin Fan. He hasn't played basketball in a long time, so don't play too rough later," Song Yi said.

"Got it."

"No problem!"

The four men nodded one after another.

Next, following streetball rules, they spun the basketball to divide into two teams.

Soon, Lin Fan was grouped with a relatively thin man wearing a number 1 jersey and another wearing a number 3 jersey.

Looking at the formed teams, the two men wore expressions full of bitterness and helplessness.

Their skills weren't very good, and they had no height advantage.

And now, coupled with a Lin Fan who hadn't played ball in a long time...

The two of them seemed to already foresee the scene of being beaten to a pulp.

Song Yi, the Big Black Guy, and the Tall Strong Guy were the exact opposite.

The three of them exchanged glances, their faces almost splitting into grins.

"Don't worry, we're just playing casually."

Soon, Song Yi kicked off the game and passed to the Tall Strong Guy.

The Tall Strong Guy then passed to the Big Black Guy.

Following that, the Big Black Guy rapidly dribbled and drove for a layup.

"Swish!"

The ball went through the net, scoring successfully! For the next round, number 1 inbounded the ball and was quickly tightly marked by the Tall Strong Guy.

Helplessly, he had to pass to number 3.

Number 3 barely dribbled for a moment before the Big Black Guy directly intercepted it.

Then, the Big Black Guy took control of the ball again and rapidly drove for a layup.

"Swish!"

Another basket scored! For the third round, number 1 inbounded again. Seeing number 3 closely guarded by the Big Black Guy, he had no choice but to pass the basketball to Lin Fan.

Song Yi, standing not far from Lin Fan, chuckled and said, "Lin Fan, I'm coming to guard you. You better be careful."

As he spoke, he walked toward Lin Fan unhurriedly.

"Whoosh!"

However, before Song Yi even got close, Lin Fan swept past him like a gust of wind while dribbling.

The Tall Strong Guy's brow twitched slightly, and he hurriedly rushed up to block.

Lin Fan didn't care at all, using a fake move to dribble right past him.

The Big Black Guy hurriedly abandoned number 3 to come and intercept.

However, it was too late.

"Swish!"

Lin Fan made a two-step layup, easily putting the ball into the hoop.

Score!

"Nice!" Number 1 and number 3 both cheered happily.

Song Yi said with some surprise, "Lin Fan, your skills... not bad!"

"Not bad," Lin Fan smiled.

The streetball continued.

The Tall Strong Guy inbounded the ball, but was closely guarded by number 1, so he had to pass to Song Yi.

Song Yi smiled and said, "Lin Fan, your dribbling speed was really fast just now. Come and try to see if you can steal my ball."

"Slap!"

Hearing this, Lin Fan raised his hand and swiped, and the basketball was instantly in his hands.

Song Yi froze in place.

That's right!

He had said to try to dodge the ball, but he hadn't meant for him to do it that fast!

Lin Fan, however, didn't pay attention to all that. He turned around, dribbled quickly, and went straight for a layup.

"Swish!"

Another score!

"Good shot!" Numbers 1 and 3 shouted in simultaneous excitement.

Song Yi asked in a dazed manner, "Lin Fan, you haven't played basketball in a long time?"

Lin Fan nodded.

Song Yi:...

If this counted as not having played basketball in a long time, then what did he consider himself? Someone who had never played basketball at all?