Chapter 111 Shattered

Chen Yuan didn't hear the sound of the famous knife breaking, but he heard the sound of the backboard shattering very clearly.

Moreover, because he retreated early, unlike the other players under the basket who were scrambling to dodge, he stood steadily behind the backboard, watching the 'heavy rain'.

Then, the entire arena erupted in almost insane roars.

"Holy shit, awesome!!!"

"What Shaq reincarnation? He shattered the backboard with a dunk!"

"Ol' Shaq ain't dead yet!"

"Too sick, too fucking shocking, too awesome, I love you!!!"

The whole world was engulfed in a cacophony of noise and roaring, and Chen Yuan felt like he couldn't hear anything.

It was like entering Super-Z mode.

Everyone was celebrating something like crazy.

Not for the win.

But that scene just now made these students from prestigious schools feel a kind of carnival called 'release'.

Exuberant youth is never lifeless.

Chinese students are by no means all the same.

Break the shackles, break the boundaries, break the rules.

And then, I'll fucking blow you up!

"Chen Yuan, God!"

"Fucking get 40 points and start the Northern Expedition!"

"Then, Hengzhong gets zero points!"

"Is this what the top eight in the country are like?!"

"Keep mocking!"

Eleventh High had been losing.

They had always been losers in various competitions.

Their scores were crushed by the other three schools.

This kind of inferiority complex made the students of Eleventh High lose their enthusiasm for research, and they didn't even feel like having fun. After all, in this damn place, everything had to be compared.

And after the competition, the score rankings were hung on the public screen.

As if to say, is it a little embarrassing for such a trash school to participate in our prestigious school club's research program?

They also cursed the school in their hearts, feeling it was delusional to organize such an intense research program; it was simply insane.

But when the basketball game scores were displayed on the big screen, and the team names of Hengzhong vs. Eleventh High were shown, everyone wearing the Eleventh High school uniform couldn't help but feel invested.

This was like a national war in the Olympics.

Even people who usually had a weak sense of patriotism couldn't remain indifferent at that moment.

Especially in such a fierce and popular event.

This game erased all the emo feelings of the Eleventh High students and replaced them with a strong sense of excitement!

When the winning basket was made, countless boys stood up and punched the air, and many girls hugged each other and screamed loudly.

The name of Eleventh High could never be mentioned in the same breath as the other three.

They would definitely lose in academics.

But now, we have won fair and square!

"Awesome!"

Zhang Hanwen rushed to the front and pushed Chen Yuan's chest hard, as if saying, "Bro, what are you pretending for? What are you being coy for? Come on, show off!"

The other Eleventh High players also quickly surrounded him, huddled together, grabbed Chen Yuan's hand, and raised it high.

"What a sick buzzer-beater!"

"We're the fucking champions!"

"Damn, damn, damn, awesome!"

This comeback was so damn satisfying.

It was as exhilarating as a blockbuster movie.

How could it be so dramatic?

During the comeback stage, every ball was played wonderfully, showcasing the ultimate personal heroism.

And the teammates who shared Chen Yuan's victory at close range felt incredibly honored.

They had never imagined that Eleventh High could defeat a strong team outside of Xia Hai.

Even more unimaginable was that Hengzhong, one of the top eight in the country, would be defeated by them.

Before the game, everyone was prepared to submit to the strong.

The huge gap shown at the beginning of the game also made them feel despair and powerlessness.

Until Chen Yuan appeared.

While the Eleventh High players were celebrating unrestrainedly, Yang Jie, Liu Fangyu, and others stood with their hands in their pockets, looking up at the shattered backboard, as if shrouded in a haze, all lifeless.

Losing wasn't scary, what was scary was the 'scary' thing itself.

Chen Yuan was too fucking scary!

Seemingly, the two teams fought to the end, with Eleventh High winning by a narrow two-point margin.

However, if only those 14 minutes were counted, then they were crushed by 38 points by a team with Chen Yuan.

From beginning to end, it was all domination.

Not a single minute showed even a little advantage.

The glass all over the floor was like their shattered self-esteem.

If someone like this doesn't participate in the national competition, then someone like me in college...

Liu Fangyu suddenly started thinking about his future.

He thought he would have a chance to go to a good university after graduation, join the school team, participate in the National University League, and finally enter the CBA through the draft.

But after seeing such a monster, he suddenly realized that he wasn't even considered Hengzhong's ace.

He wouldn't even be in the top fifty in the national high school rankings.

So, how could he have a place in the professional league?

At this moment, he turned to look at Yang Jie, the player closest to becoming a professional.

Then, he saw him lower his head, his expression somewhat complicated.

And, more complicated than everyone else's expression.

No, this guy is...

Suddenly, Yang Jie's eyes stung.

Before he knew it, his eyes turned red.

The last time he was like this was when he was reversed and eliminated in the top eight of the national competition.

This time, it was because of an extremely ordinary friendly match that had no meaning for the standings.

This time, if you didn't look at the process and only looked at the data, he couldn't be blamed.

But like many NBA players, his scores couldn't stand scrutiny.

Because although he had the data, his defensive role was very limited, putting a lot of pressure on his teammates and making them play four against five.

Yang Jie was like that.

He was basically beaten past by Chen Yuan in one step, relying on his teammates to make up for the defense.

It could be said that the game was lost because Chen Yuan blew him up.

Of course, no matter who was replaced with him, they couldn't defend Chen Yuan; they would all be unilaterally crushed.

But Yang Jie was a responsible team leader who wouldn't think that winning was all his credit and losing was due to the team's failure.

But…

But…

This was too fucking despairing!

He supported his forehead with his hand, covering his red eyes.

Yang Jie was directly brought to tears.

Chen Yuan noticed this scene.

But there was no way around it; it could only be said that facing Super-Z, mortals could only endure.

However, he felt that he should show some magnanimity.

"Good!"

He Hongtao in the stands stood up again after seeing the backboard shattered and the score turning into a 72-74 come-from-behind victory. He clenched his fists hard, more excited than winning a million from sports betting: "Chen Yuan is awesome, Eleventh High is awesome!"

Such vulgar language shouldn't have been used in this kind of occasion, but at this moment, the other principals were all dumbfounded as they looked at the court, their inner shock still not calmed down.

The backboard was shattered just like that?

Just how explosive was this kid's physical fitness!

He wasn't considered tall in basketball, and his muscles weren't that strong, so how could he shatter the backboard directly?

If that force was applied to a person...

"Hiss..." The leader of the research base felt a little pained when he saw this scene.

This basketball hoop, which cost 3,500 yuan, had been used for seven or eight years without any problems, but it was destroyed by this kid in one game.

No, it was a dozen minutes.

He shattered it directly for me?!

Moreover, he had caught a few old actors from the research base today.

The base's losses from just this one student amounted to 4,000 yuan.

I didn't make money from you; I even lost money!

"Does shattering the backboard mean we have to pay for it?" At this time, Principal Changjun, who had recovered from the shock, joked with a smile.

"Ah, this..."

"After all, it was done by our students, and it's not good to let the base bear the loss," He Hongtao said.

Oh, can we get compensation?

"Then..."

The base leader thought this was also acceptable.

"I'll pay for it on behalf of our students," He Hongtao said with a smile, "And then, your base must issue a public criticism on the official account platform."

"..." The base leader made a pursed-lips gesture in his heart.

So you don't plan to pay; you're making fun of me.

"It's good that no students were injured." To this, the base leader could only reply with a smile.

Then, He Hongtao continued to look at the principal of Hengzhong next to him.

And he, as if preparing in advance, answered a phone call as he was being looked at and then arranged some research-related matters for his subordinates.

Good fellow, he ran away as soon as the tide turned!

Wasn't he mocking us vigorously just now?

Now he's playing dead after the game?

What's wrong? Can't afford to lose?

So, he also made a phone call.

Before Chu Heng on the other end could speak, he said to himself, "Everyone performed well, give them a good commendation, especially Chen Yuan. Alas, I didn't expect Hengzhong to be so strong. I didn't even want to let him play, after all, it was just a friendly match..."

You're full of shit!

You didn't want to let him play? What were you doing just now?

It's just a friendly match, and you've been beaten until your face changed. Still acting tough!

The principal of Hengzhong really wanted to curse this pretentious bastard to death.

But at this time, the other party had the upper hand.

How could he attack when he was at a disadvantage?

He could only lie down and be ridiculed...

But thinking of the bold words he had said in the middle and the almost-turned-face passionate cheering, compared to his weakness at this moment, he was really embarrassed until his face turned red.

Obviously, he didn't have the ability to handle various embarrassing situations like He Hongtao...

He never thought that the always invincible Hengzhong would be overthrown like this.

"Too awesome, really awesome!" Liu Yan looked at the broken glass all over the floor, "Too fucking violent and beautiful."

"Damn it, if only we from Class 18 could have gone up. It feels like Chen Yuan was completely carrying, zero points, two rebounds, three assists, I could have done it too!" Zhou Yu was really jealous of those little shits on the basketball team.

"It's already gone viral in various groups. This buzzer-beater is really sick," Tang Jian took out his phone and found that all the research groups he had joined were discussing this matter.

And other people, other circles, probably only had this one topic of conversation now.

"This is the feeling of being noticed by everyone..."

Li Youyou raised her head and looked around at all the spectators in the stands.

Then, she found that they had basically stood up, and many people had taken out their phones to 'announce it to the world'.

And most of the other people were clapping non-stop.

Because the people in front standing up would block the view, the people behind had to stand up.

Everyone stood up, causing almost everyone to stand up.

In a game where the vast majority were spectators, Chen Yuan's heaven-defying performance achieved an extremely difficult feat—a standing ovation.

Now, Chen Yuan's name would be known to everyone in this research base.

Who under the heavens does not know you?

Undoubtedly, he would be an incredibly remarkable celebrity in the future.

Thinking of this, a smile curled up at the corner of Li Youyou's mouth.

Without the ability to participate in any competition and without even trying out for the selection, she was the epitome of most students here.

They wouldn't stand out, they wouldn't be the focus; it was a portrayal of most people's youth.

But why did she feel so excited and even somewhat honored when she saw Chen Yuan like this?

For this kind of existence that shone like a star, she had liked him and bravely confessed, and that gave her a page of youth.

"Too amazing."

After the anxious game ended and they steadily secured the victory, Tang Siwen was finally able to relax a little, looking at Chen Yuan with a gentle expression and applauding silently.

Then, she looked at Xia Xinyu and saw that she seemed to be the same as her, standing in the dugout, applauding silently.

As his girlfriend, how could she resist going over to hug him at this time…

"Where's the trophy?"

After the game, Zhang Hanwen and his teammates went to the referee to prepare for the awards ceremony.

"...Where's the trophy from? This isn't a cup competition." The referee was numb. He really wanted to wake these guys up.

But this game was indeed the most remarkable one he had officiated as an amateur referee at the base.

The excitement of the game had somewhat surpassed that of professional leagues.

The comeback in the last few minutes made people's blood boil, and they couldn't help but clench their fists and wave them.

Just then, the cameraman came over with his camera and said to the referee, "Come on, let them take a victory photo."

No, we didn't win the championship...

And there wasn't this segment when Changjun won against Fourth High.

But without him saying anything, the entire Eleventh High basketball team was already preparing to take a photo.

So everyone found Chen Yuan, after all, he was the absolute center.

The closer they were to him, the more they would be in the picture.

But Chen Yuan didn't seem to care about these things.

He walked to the opposite side of the Hengzhong players.

Then, he took the initiative to extend his hand to Yang Jie, who was sitting in a chair.

Yang Jie slowly raised his head, seeing the look of approval on Chen Yuan's face.

Suddenly, it was like a spring breeze.

He didn't look down on him because he was bad; he treated me as a rival.

Damn it!

I will be stronger!

Yang Jie also extended his hand, and after bumping fists with Chen Yuan, he stood up and looked at the rest of his teammates who had deadpan faces.

So, under the influence of Yang Jie and Chen Yuan, the players from both sides lined up.

Just like they did at the beginning, they bowed to each other.

Although the game was a regrettable loss, and they did hit each other's faces in the middle, there were always things more important than basketball.

Life is above all else.

Accompanied by the final respect of both sides, all the spectators also sincerely gave applause, continuously.

"Well, I'll keep this game ball."

Zhang Hanwen grabbed the basketball with one hand and directly swiped the game ball.

Referee: "........."

Hey, that's the base's!

"Come on, everyone stand next to number 23 for a photo." The cameraman reminded loudly, facing the camera.

Although he was just an ordinary cameraman, always filming things to appease the leaders.

But his cameraman's soul made him burn too!

He would edit it well when he got back and make a great video!

In this way, Chu Heng was also pulled up by everyone and stood next to Chen Yuan.

But just as they were about to take a photo, Chen Yuan suddenly turned his head.

To the cameraman's surprise, he went to Xia Xinyu, who was standing in front of the bench and applauding silently...

Before Xia Xinyu could even react, the whole arena burst into 'Eeee!' cheers, like a tide, sweeping recklessly.

And just like that, Xia Xinyu's cheeks flushed, and then, with her head lowered, she was led by Chen Yuan by the wrist towards the cameraman...

But Chen Yuan only took two steps before stopping, because there was also a 47 there.

Just as he was about to bring her over as well, Li Yuanchen quickly appeared, took 47's hand, and led her towards the camera.

Thank you, Chen Yuan. I appreciate your kindness.

But you really can't hold my girlfriend's hand in public!

"Sweet, sweet, sweet!"

"Winning the game under the gaze of your loved one, what could be more fucking youthful than that?"

"But the uniform of this loved one seems to be from Fourth High..."

"Never mind, this time, Fourth High accounts for three-ninths of the victory!"

Just like that, in front of everyone, especially the leaders of the three top prestigious schools, Eleventh High had a public display of early romance.

Chen Yuan stood in the absolute center.

The camera was aimed at him, incidentally capturing the others.

And he, after interlocking fingers with Xia Xinyu, raised her hand and smiled brilliantly in sync, sharing this wonderful victory...

(End of chapter)