"Hey, hey, hey~! Classmate, don't be in such a hurry to leave~!"
"What was that move just now, the one where you spun a basketball on your finger?"
"And also, what was that thing where you faced away and rammed the air with your shoulder?"
After Qing Mo showed the basketball-loving classmate the video twice, he had planned to head back to the classroom and continue class!
But this classmate, seeing this kind of basketball video for the first time, insisted on pestering Qing Mo and wanted him to show him the video a few more times!
What was more, he was extremely curious about some of the moves in it and thought they looked especially fun and cool!
"The fingertip ball-spinning move is something you can learn yourself if you practice more!"
"As for that move you mentioned, the one where you ram the air with your shoulder, that's a technique from Eight Extremes Fist called Iron Mountain Lean!"
Looking at the classmate who kept following him, Qing Mo explained in a low voice, somewhat impatiently!
"Eight Extremes Fist? Iron Mountain Lean?"
"Hey, hey! Classmate, do you know that Iron Mountain Lean thing you just mentioned?"
"I know a little, I know a little~!"
"You know it? That's great! Teach me, teach me, will you?"
After getting a definite answer, the basketball-loving classmate hurriedly grabbed Qing Mo's arm!
He looked entirely like he would not let Qing Mo leave unless he taught him!
"Stop, stop, stop. Don't go tugging at me!" Qing Mo lightly shook his arm. "If you want to look like they did in the video, it's not enough just to learn it—you have to practice a lot too!"
"Practice? How?"
"You want to practice with me?"
The classmate, whose face no longer bore those pitch-black cracks,