Chapter 30: Practicing? Awkward!

Are girls these days really so passionate about basketball? Ming Han was still a little puzzled! Since everyone is a basketball enthusiast, let’s grow and improve together! That’s what Ming Han thought, and that’s exactly what he did.

There was no denying it—Ming Han was truly remarkable. He arranged for two girls of “flower” caliber to practice on the court together, both under his guidance.

The boys watching nearby were wide-eyed. Why were two beautiful flowers growing next to a pile of manure?

Lin Jingjing frowned when she saw Chen Li. “Chen Li, what are you doing here?”

Chen Li was quite well-known; several boys in Lin Jingjing’s class had been pursuing her.

Chen Li replied coolly, “Same as you. Practicing basketball.”

Ming Han laughed heartily. “You both like basketball so much—I’m genuinely happy! From now on, I’ll be your coach, and you’re disciples in the same school. Be kind to each other!”

“Get lost…”

When Ming Han began teaching them how to shoot, he realized how tricky it was. Girls tended to use both hands for force, and when they tried the standard shooting posture, their shots barely reached the rim.

The worst part was, these two young ladies weren’t really interested in practicing—they kept bickering on the sidelines.

“You’re pretty, but your shooting form is awful.”

“You’re not much better—you look like a big white goose!”

Ming Han was at his wits’ end. Weren’t they supposed to be fellow disciples? Couldn’t they be angels to each other?

Though Ming Han found it annoying, to many of the boys who came to practice, he must be the son of some rich family! He looked decent enough, but boys always judged another guy as just two eyes and a nose—what difference did it make? Then, two exceptionally beautiful girls wanted him to teach them. Yet he wasn’t listed among the school’s basketball legends.

“Hey, I’m Xu Guanming from Class Six, ninth grade! If you want to play, you can join us. Our skills are pretty good, and our class won the championship this year.”

Xu Guanming had no idea what was really on these girls’ minds. He assumed they genuinely loved basketball.

Chen Li pointed at Lin Jingjing. “She loves basketball. Guide her well.”

Lin Jingjing retorted, annoyed, “Didn’t you just say you can’t fix your shooting form? Let the senior help you out!”

The two girls kept chattering away, leaving Xu Guanming utterly bewildered.

Seeing neither girl was interested in his offer, Xu Guanming had another idea. He glanced at Ming Han. “Hey, want to play five shots with me?”

Xu Guanming thought, If you refuse my challenge, you’ll lose face in front of these girls.

Ming Han actually wanted to play against Xu Guanming, but his foot was injured—he couldn’t manage a one-on-one. He was just thinking of how to decline.

“He can’t play with you,” Chen Li said coldly.

“Why not? It’s just for fun. We can learn from each other and improve!” Xu Guanming was more irritated—how could such a beautiful girl side with this guy? “Or are you afraid, mate?”

Ming Han shrugged. “I’m not afraid of anything, but my foot’s injured. I really can’t play one-on-one right now. When it’s healed, I’ll duel you three hundred rounds.”

Xu Guanming thought, Who wants to play with you three hundred rounds? I just want to embarrass you in front of these girls. “That’s a shame. I really wanted to see your great skills, Ming Han!”

Ming Han laughed loudly. “You’ll have your chance. You’ll definitely witness my extraordinary skills.”

Seeing Ming Han’s shamelessness, all three present were speechless.