Chapter Twenty: Who Taught You to Play Basketball Like That?
“It's fine, I’m fully prepared. Don’t worry.”
“All right then.”
“Take me along—let the three of us go together,” Wu Dajing said, raising his hand from the side.
The three of them left and arrived at the court. After warming up, they began shooting casually.
Wang Chuanjun and Wu Dajing performed a long-distance three-pointer for Xu Xiu.
Damn!
What’s this about? Coming on strong right away?
Do you think I’m easily intimidated? As if anyone else couldn’t do it.
Taking the basketball, Xu Xiu stood at the three-point line and made a perfect jump shot, the ball swishing through the hoop.
“Not bad!”
“Didn’t expect you to actually know how to play.”
“Who are you looking down on? I’m a professional at basketball. Give me the ball, and I’ll show you some real skills.”
Wang Chuanjun tossed the ball over. Xu Xiu caught it, dribbled a few times between his legs, then started his cross-dribbling.
Five consecutive between-the-legs dribbles, followed by a sudden stop, moving the spinning ball onto his shoulder, the ball rotating from left to right.
*Clap, clap, clap, clap!*
Wang Chuanjun and Wu Dajing immediately applauded. That was a show-stopper.
*Buzz~*
A phone vibrated, then a pleasant ringtone played.
“Jinita Media.”
Xu Xiu quickly tossed the ball aside and, turning his back to the camera, began swaying his body up and down.
The music shifted rhythm.
Following the beat, Xu Xiu turned around, one hand mimicking a glass-wiping motion, his body swaying left and right, while the other hand held onto his zipper.
The scene was stunning!
Wang Chuanjun and Wu Dajing’s minds went blank; their expressions vividly captured their astonishment.
Truly... baffling!
[Notification: Host’s abstract behavior detected, exposure gained: Singing +69… Acting +69… Cooking +69…]
Viewers watching this scene were utterly overwhelmed, feeling as if their eyes had been insulted.
“Damn it! Xu Xiu, what are you doing? I’m talking to you—answer me! Do you eat supplements or pancakes?”
“Oh dear~ what’s wrong with you? Really out of sorts, even darker than purple clay!”
“Steamed shrimp heads, braised chicken feet maybe? Are you trying to stew his doctor?”
“Are you howling? Acupuncture charcoal pills? Just wait till my green corpse revenge! Start the engine!”
“Are you frying? How am I supposed to lychee? Want to eat some mixed rice supplements?”
On the court, Xu Xiu silently turned off the music on his phone.
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Wang Chuanjun and Wu Dajing were dazed, still caught up in Xu Xiu’s graceful dance.
“Snap~”
Xu Xiu snapped his fingers.
The two blinked in confusion.
Who am I? Where is this? How did I get here?
“What’s wrong? Aren’t you playing ball anymore? What are you two doing?”
“Not playing, our bodies feel a bit off today. We’ll try another time!”
“Same here!”
The two left awkwardly, as if fleeing danger.
Xu Xiu was truly baffled.
What’s going on? They were the ones who asked me to play, yet after just a little while, they quit?
Wasn’t I just showing off some talent? Why such a reaction?
No more talk that night.
The next day, Xu Xiu was woken up by noise again.
The group was going to complete a dance task, which reportedly earned sixty contribution points per dance.
That’s a substantial amount, so everyone was rushing about, disturbing the peace.
“Xu Xiu! Stop sleeping—the sun’s already shining on your backside. Get up and do the task!”
Wu Dajing dragged Xu Xiu out of bed.
Zero latency startup.
No lag! No delay! Forced love!
After a quick wash-up, Xu Xiu, Wang Chuanjun, and Wu Dajing ‘joined hands’ and headed to the task location.
Upon arrival, the two finally let Xu Xiu down.
“Yo~ what’s with your three-person look? Strongman lock, male on top of male?” Wang Sulong grinned.
Li Xueqin also chimed in, “Yeah, how did you two carry him here? Is this a coronation? Should we pay homage to the king?”
“All right, ministers, what’s this gathering about?” Xu Xiu puffed out his chest.
Lamu hurried out and bowed, “Your Majesty, we are here to dance for the task. We need to dance with the person who makes you feel awkward.”
Upon hearing this, Wang Chuanjun’s head grew large, and he covered it with his hands, ready to flee.
“Hey! Hey! Hey! Where are you running? You just tossed me here and then ran off?” Xu Xiu called after the fleeing Wang Chuanjun.
No wonder Wang Chuanjun wanted to escape—he really did feel awkward around someone, and that was Wu Dajing.
Wu Dajing loved Wang Chuanjun’s demeanor and often teased him.
Wang Chuanjun quietly stared into the sea; Wu Dajing would walk over and ask what he was watching.
He said he was watching the birds, admiring how freely they flew.
Then Wu Dajing said, “I thought you wanted to catch the birds. If you want to catch them, I’ll get you a net…”
Could you blame Wang Chuanjun for wanting to run? They were from completely different worlds.
Wu Dajing was restless, while Wang Chuanjun preferred solitude.
The production team was really pushing them to the limit!
Wang Chuanjun was acting like a shy little bride.
It was hard to keep a straight face!
Nearby, Wang Sulong and the others couldn’t help but laugh.
“You two, come on—I’m really curious what kind of show you’ll put on.”
“Come on!”
“Come on!”
“…”
Wang Chuanjun’s face turned green; he really didn’t want to…
“Brother Jun, just do it. There are sixty contribution points at stake—that’s money!” Xu Xiu encouraged him.
Hearing “contribution points,” Wang Chuanjun reluctantly stepped forward.
“Come on, come on, might as well die trying!”
The two took the center of the room.
“Now, gaze into each other’s eyes passionately,” Lamu instructed.
Wang Chuanjun planted his right foot firmly, as if about to take off, and his hand went around Wu Dajing’s waist.
“Hey, what the hell! Why are you holding my waist?” Wu Dajing shouted.
*Pfft~ Hahaha!*
“Oh my god!”
“What kind of vibe is this? Don’t mess around, we’re live!”
Wu Dajing and Wang Chuanjun ignored the chatter around them.
Wang Chuanjun dragged his right foot on the floor a few times. Wu Dajing’s left leg slid around Wang’s waist, and Wang Chuanjun grabbed his leg. At that moment, they locked eyes…
The music started.
With stiff yet comical steps, they began to move slowly.
Their style was so bizarre, the audience was nearly speechless.
“No way! No one told me this show was like this.”
“Burst out laughing—Wang Chuanjun’s leg dragging looks like he’s practicing swimming.”
“Unbelievable! Wu Dajing’s leg is dangling so gracefully around Wang’s waist, and Wang’s holding on!”
“Oh, how embarrassing! Boys, go out—let the girls enjoy this scene.”
“Ah… if you two keep this up, don’t blame me for shipping some strange couples!”