Jiang Ye slapped Song Shi'an on the back, almost making him stumble forward. "Wow, my good brother, what other skills do you have that we don't know about? You're so good at tennis, and you can play basketball too?"
Song Shi'an rubbed his back and smiled sheepishly. Tennis was like having a cheat code from the system, but basketball was real skill, and the quality was different.
Chi Xun adjusted his glasses, a little worried. " Shi'an is a public figure now, it's not good if she gets photographed doing anything."
"I'm not some top-tier celebrity, don't worry." Song Shi'an waved his hand.
Jiang Ye pointed to the end of the corridor. "Okay, there are clothes in the changing room, all sizes are available. Just find yours and change. The second half starts in ten minutes."
Song Shi'an immediately went to the locker room to change into his jersey, a white outfit.
He looked at himself in the locker room mirror, hesitated for a moment between wearing a mask and not wearing one, then thought, "Never mind, wearing a mask would look too weird..."
He walked into the arena with his face completely exposed.
A girl in the stands who was drinking water saw his face and almost spat the water out of her nose.
She rubbed her eyes hard. Oh my god, isn't that Song Shi'an?! Is she still half asleep?
Several girls nearby also gasped in surprise at the same time, and the next second they all raised their phones.
The entire stands seemed to be infected, with cameras pointing at the stadium from all directions.
Chi Xun rubbed his forehead on the sidelines, thinking that this ancestor probably had some misunderstanding about his fame.
Song Shi'an walked over to Jiang Ye: "All changed, shall we begin?"
The referee blew his whistle, and the tall captain on the opposing team looked him up and down, then scoffed, "Did he hire an off-court helper? Can this Little White boy even handle it?"
After speaking, she felt that this person looked familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen him before. It seemed that he was an outside help that Pei Zhiyan had found, and her heart jumped instantly.
Upon hearing this, Song Shi'an's rational mind snapped. What Little White "? My dad's got a bigger one than yours!
He took a deep breath and swallowed back the words that almost escaped his lips; the true test would be on the field.
The second half began with intense action, as the opposing team clearly adjusted their strategy, focusing their defense on Pei Zhiyan, with two players marking him closely and denying him any chance to receive the ball.
After Jiang Ye received the ball, he was blocked on the sideline and couldn't find a passing route. He was about to be forced out of bounds.
A white figure cut in from the side.
Song Shi'an took the ball from Jiang Ye, and the opposing power forward immediately pressed forward, being half a head taller than him.
Song Shi'an didn't force a drive; instead, he lowered his center of gravity and changed direction, switching the ball from his right hand to his left, and he had already flashed to the side and behind his opponent.
Before his opponent could react, he had already jumped, flicked his wrist, and the ball went into the net.
A burst of screams erupted from the stands.
The opposing captain's face darkened. He gestured to his teammates, and the defensive formation immediately shifted towards Song Shi'an's side.
Song Shi'an remained calm. After receiving the ball, he first observed the positions of his teammates. Seeing that Pei Zhiyan was being closely marked, he directly passed the ball to Jiang Ye in the corner. Jiang Ye caught the ball and shot, and the ball went in cleanly.
The score started to close.
The opposing team wasn't to be underestimated either; leveraging their physical advantage, they forced several attacks inside, keeping the score difference close at five or six points.
Song Shi'an became more and more relaxed as the game progressed. During a fast break, he received a pass from Pei Zhiyan and used the momentum of his sprint to jump directly into the air.
He arced through the air in a smooth arc, slamming the ball into the basket with one hand.
The stadium roof was almost blown off by the screams. Chi Xun stood on the sidelines, holding his phone, jumping up and down to find the right angle, pressing the shutter faster than a burst of fire.
My brother looks amazing! These photos have to be shared on the supertopic.
The opposing captain's face was so black it could drip ink.
With one minute remaining in the game, the Finance Department is trailing by one point.
The opposing team collapsed across the board, blocking everyone out. Song Shi'an had the ball outside the three-point line, and the defender in front of him spread his arms like a wall and pressed down on him.
Jiang Ye was stuck on the sideline, and Pei Zhiyan was surrounded by two people behind him, completely blocking his passing lanes.
The stands fell silent; some people buried their faces in their hands, unable to watch.
If they miss this shot, they'll have to watch as the opposing team humiliates Pei Zhiyan.
Without hesitation, Song Shi'an jumped directly from beyond the three-point line with three seconds left on the clock. He flicked his wrist, sending the ball soaring through the air in a high arc.
The ball pierced the net the instant the whistle blew.
The venue was silent for three seconds, then the whole place erupted.
The team member who stopped Song Shi'an stood still, his expression as if he had witnessed something that defied the laws of physics.
The opposing team's captain immediately swore.
Song Shi'an was stunned. He had just taken a gamble, and it actually went in.
Did he step in dog poop today? He decided to buy a lottery ticket when he got back.
Jiang Ye rushed over and slapped him on the back, this time really not controlling his strength. "That was so cool!" After saying that, he turned around and raised his chin at the opposing captain, "A bet's a bet, go ahead and yell."
The opposing captain's face darkened, his lips twitched several times, and he managed to squeeze out a single word. "... Dad."
Jiang Ye covered his ears and turned to the side. "What are you mumbling about? I didn't hear you, call out!"
The opposing captain, with his eyes closed, shouted with a desperate air, "Dad!"
After saying that, they turned to leave, Chi Xun blocked their way. "And one more thing, apologize to the person you just injured."
The teammate next to him got impatient. "We've already called, what more do you want!"
A chorus of boos immediately erupted from the stands. One particularly loud boy stood up and shouted, "You hit someone and didn't apologize? Aren't you ashamed?" The entire stadium erupted in boos.
The athletes were caught in a dilemma, torn between staying and leaving amidst the boos from the crowd. In the end, the player who had caused the collision walked up to the injured player and forced out three words through gritted teeth. "I'm sorry."
After saying that, the group slunk away from the venue, their pace much faster than before.
Just as Song Shi'an breathed a sigh of relief, a girl rushed down from the stands, holding a bottle of sports drink in her hand, her face flushed. " Shi'an, you must be tired, this is water I bought for you!"
Song Shi'an quickly took half a step back and pointed to the water bottle in Jiang Ye's hand. "Thank you, thank you, but I have one, you don't need it."
Before he finished speaking, several more people surrounded him.
He turned to look at Pei Zhiyan, the usually imposing young master who was being blocked by two female classmates holding up their phones next to the scoreboard.
That evening, the video of the match was uploaded online in extremely high definition.