Chapter 76: Dunking

  "You're ruining my rice bowl, do you know that?" The principal glared with his eyes wide open, in a fit of rage: "Who is his uncle? It's our city education bureau's deputy director Gao Quan, and you've beaten up his nephew. What am I supposed to do? And what about this afternoon's public lesson?"

  "Alright, you can go now. It's not that I don't want to take care of you, but this matter is too big and I'm also powerless. If you stay, it will only cause trouble for Gao Quan!" The principal said, waving his hand weakly.

  Han Yu's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and after beating up that incompetent teacher, in less than half an hour, Han Yu was summoned by the principal to come here.

  He could see that the principal was not joking. Moreover, the other party was willing to take the risk of offending the deputy director of the Education Bureau and let himself go first, which was already very kind from any aspect. However, Han Yu was not the kind of person who would get into trouble and then ask others to clean up for him.

  With a faint smile, Han Yu said softly: "Principal is too tense, right? It's just that no one is giving lectures. I'll do it!"

  "Who?" The principal chuckled: "Do you know what you want to say?"

  "No matter what I say, in short, as long as I can satisfy that American, you'll be able to get by, and that's all that matters!" Han Yu said with a smile.

  The principal's heart moved, he really had no other choice but to find someone to replace him. Although it was a bit absurd, using a dead horse as if it were alive would at least not make his situation worse than it already was.

  "Can you speak English?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

  "Don't worry, this little thing won't be a problem for me!"

  The principal was really satisfied this time, and he said with some surprise: "You can also speak English? Your pronunciation is very good. Then why did you still come to our school as a janitor?"

  Jian Han Yu smiled but didn't respond. The principal, understanding the situation, said: "Alright, I won't ask anymore. I still have a meeting to attend. Well, let's just pretend that nothing happened today."

  Han Yu smiled and said: "Of course, we haven't seen each other at all today!"

  He walked out of the principal's office, Han Yu patted his head lightly. Just now he was just hot-headed and boasted that he would substitute for someone to give a lecture, but who knew how to give this lesson? He had never been on the podium before, let alone those few English sentences, which were learned during his time in the army for the convenience of executing tasks.

  However, without the other party's consent, he would have many inconveniences in his actions at school.

  "Never mind, take people's money and help them spend it!" Han Yu muttered to himself, turned around and walked out.

  Arriving at the playground, Han Yu looked around but couldn't find Zhuo's extraordinary figure anywhere. After half a day of searching, he couldn't help but feel suspicious - where could this kid have gone? Could it be that he went to find a place to take a nap? On such a cold day, don't catch a cold!

  Just then, a burst of applause suddenly came from his ears. Han Yu looked around and saw that on the basketball court surrounded by a row of sparse poplar trees next to him, a nimble figure was crossing over a distance of nearly two meters, slamming the ball into the basket.

  Slam dunk!

  It's actually basketball?

  The voices around suddenly fell silent, all staring blankly at the figure hanging from the basket with one hand.

  Han Yu also looked at the figure, his nose almost humming with white air, he quickly walked towards the basketball court, muttering in dissatisfaction: "Damn kid, playing basketball without even calling me? Just you wait and see!"

  The person who just dunked was Zhuo Bu Fan. It turned out that after being chased to the playground by Han Yu, he had nothing to do and happened to see someone playing basketball, so he watched from the side for a while.

  When the people on the court threw the basketball out, it happened to be caught by Zhuo Bu Fan. He casually threw it, and the ball fell steadily into the basket. For him, it was just a matter of watching these people throw the ball into the basket and subconsciously imitating them, but he didn't think that this move would stun the people around him.

  He was more than ten meters away from the basket he was aiming for!

  What strength is this? What accuracy is this?

  Almost without hesitation, the captain of a team that was about to play a match walked up to Zhuo Bu Fan and pulled him into his own team.

  There's a saying: if you want to be top-notch in a particular field, you must at least have talent for it!

  For Zhuo Bufan, playing basketball is not only a gift, but also the result of hard work and practice!

  That majestic and talented young man, he's the kind of person who doesn't take the conventional route, but instead likes to climb over walls. His speed, jumping ability, and agility are far beyond what those high school students can match! Although at first, due to his ignorance of the rules, he committed several fouls, once he grasped the underlying principles, he instantly combined his strengths with playing basketball, becoming the center of attention for everyone!

  Zhuo Bu Fan was still young, and the cheers and admiring glances from those around him made him feel a bit dizzy. Gradually, he became addicted to it and even did a slam dunk. Originally, this was just the coolest move he could think of, but the silence around him made him feel a little uneasy.

  He let go and landed on the ground, rubbing his hands, muttering: "I'm not breaking the rules, am I? Do you need to look at me with this kind of gaze?"

  Just as he was thinking, the students around him had reacted. Especially those teammates who were fighting with him, suddenly burst into force and rushed up. Even Zhuo Bu Fan's agility couldn't dodge it.

  Just when he couldn't help but take action, he found that these people's faces were all with kind smiles and pride.

  "Dunk? You can actually dunk? My god!"

  "You're too handsome, big brother, isn't this a blow to others? With you looking like this, how can our opponents still survive?"

  "What's the point of struggling? I think it's better to just admit defeat!"

  The crowd burst into laughter, casting provocative glances at the opposing team they were about to face off against, their expressions insufferably smug.

  In the opposing team, a tall and sturdy boy with red long hair let out a cold hum. His physique was very robust, and at this time, the cold wind blew, and the tree trunks around him were all bare, having shed their leaves early, but he still wore a half-sleeved vest, revealing his dark and bulging muscles.

  Due to intense exercise, his body was covered with a layer of fine sweat beads, which were now emitting heat, making him look even more majestic!

  He glared fiercely at Zhuo Bu Fan, shouting: "Again!" After finishing speaking, he turned his head and was about to walk towards his own camp.

  At this time, a lazy voice suddenly came from beside: "Count me in, how about it?"

  Nothing more to say, the chapters owed will be made up by Xiao Lang, with Lao Er as witness...