The game started, and everyone looked up at the ball in mid-air.
Jiang Nian sighed.
Initially, he just wanted to show off a bit before dinner.
Passing by the basketball court, he saw a few familiar faces from the school team warming up in groups. A ball rolled right to his feet, and he instinctively threw a shot.
[Accuracy]
Single-handed, half-court, nothing but net.
He used to be on the team, played often in his first and second year of high school. Keeping fit was secondary; mainly it was to show off and say that famous line.
"Have you... seen Zhen Nan at 4:30 in the morning? (smoky voice)"
Others couldn't see his efforts; he didn't really put any in. Whenever asked, it was all talent or a love for basketball, definitely not for showing off.
But he quit during the summer of his second year; partly crushed by Zhou Yuting's small clique, partly because the old players on the team collided too hard in their tackling.
