"Um."

At this time, Carlo clapped his hands, stood up and said to everyone: "Hey, guys! Let's have a big fight today! Montenegro, you can't lose when fighting for the ball!"

"It's not your turn to criticize me." Montenegro punched Carlo on the chest.

Everyone in the audience was staring at the basketball that was about to be thrown into the air.

Just as the ball was about to fall, Montenegro and Thomas jumped up at the same time, but Montenegro's burst at that moment was amazing. He was half a palm ahead of Thomas and steadily pushed the ball to the direction of Nie Chuan. Wright was defending near Nie Chuan. Nie Chuan had been wary of his speed. After judging the direction of the ball, he jumped up with the ball without any hesitation and ran quickly.

From the beginning, the rhythm of the game was driven by Nie Chuan. Everyone thought that he would cut into the opponent's defensive area, but he made a very quick long pass, passing through the opponent's small forward and power forward, and accurately passed it to Carlo who was about to run to the opponent's basket.

Carlo's smash echoed throughout the stadium, and DK won the first point of the game.

The players watching outside the field were stunned.

"Wow...it's only been two seconds, right? DK's attack is too fast, there's no way I can react to it, right?"

"The one who was really fast was the black-haired one, right? Our point guard Wright couldn't catch up with him, and then his long pass... Oh my God, it went through the shoulders of our small forward and power forward!"

"Yes, the height is very delicate, and people need to turn sideways to intercept it. But by the time they turn sideways, it is too late."

Carlo clapped his hands happily with Nie Chuan: "I'm so happy, Allen's first pass of the game was to me!"

Ewing pushed Carlo's head away and said with disgust, "That's enough! Keep playing!"

Wright touched his chin, looked at Nie Chuan's profile and smiled.

Thomas came over and patted Wright on the shoulder: "Hey, you have to control that kid."

"Of course." Wright bent down and pressed his knees. "It's time to let him know the speed of our CBU."

The game continued, Nie Chuan ran hard and brought the ball into the opponent's area. He pushed the ball to Ewing who was standing outside the three-point line.

"Oh no! It's Ewing!"

Ewing was about to jump when he heard a "pop" and someone pushed the ball out of Ewing's hands from bottom to top. Reese's "return to defense" made Nie Chuan suddenly react. It was the opponent's point guard Wright.

Wright's speed was amazing, and Nie Chuan could only follow behind him with all his might but couldn't get a chance to steal the ball.

Reese accelerated at full speed and finally stopped in front of Wright.

Wright suddenly stopped and took a small step back. He did it so naturally that people had no time to defend. The ball was passed to Thomas. Thomas dribbled the ball for a layup facing the double defense of Montenegro and Carlo. Seeing that Montenegro was about to block the ball, Thomas took the ball back and before landing, he gave the ball to his small forward, who jumped and shot to score.

The coordination of this attack was much more complicated than the one DK had just scored, but it was controlled within five seconds from start to finish, as if it was a counterattack against the quick attack created by Nie Chuan just now.

Nie Chuan exhaled. Wright had already arrived in front of him and smiled: "Very good, but that was not my full speed just now."

Nie Chuan knew that Wright was not bragging. In last year's game, his quick passes and cuts combined with Owen Whishaw's offense completely broke down DK's defense. Speed ​​is Wright's edge.

Wright got the ball again and changed direction twice. The more Nie Chuan tried to keep up with the opponent's rhythm, the more he was shaken away.

He had a feeling that he was being played by Wright.

Wright had already accelerated and passed Ewing, but Reese caught up with him and quickly defended in front of him. Wright's speed showed no sign of slowing down. Instead, he cut to Reese's left side and instantly switched to the right side, smoothly and agilely. But just when he was about to pass Reese, no one could see how Reese did it. He actually swayed in front of Wright again, intercepted the ball, and quickly ran towards the opponent's defensive area with the ball.

"Back to defense--" Thomas yelled.

Unfortunately, Reese was already in an empty space, like an arrow shot from a bow, he broke through the double defense of the opponent's power forward and small forward. Everyone thought he was going to dunk, but he didn't even jump but turned around and passed the ball to Ewing on the three-point line.

Ewing jumped up, with almost no one guarding or interfering, and the three-pointer went into the basket without any suspense.

Nie Chuan stood there, looking at Reese's figure in a trance.

Reese was the one who accompanied him in dribbling every day. At that time, he felt that Reese's speed and reaction ability were very fast, but in this game, he realized that it was not just fast, but incredibly fast. When Reese accompanied him in practice, he did not fully play.

Nie Chuan originally thought that Reese would spend time practicing with him, and Reese himself would also get training, but now he realized that this was probably just one-sided guidance.

Reese glanced at Nie Chuan, which made Nie Chuan nervous.

It’s not that I didn’t perform to my best, it’s just that I’m not a match for Wright!

"Carlo, pause for a moment." Reese glanced at Carlo.

Carlo understood Reese's intention and made a pause gesture.

Everyone returned to the sidelines, started drinking water, and discussed how to cooperate next.

Nie Chuan took out the chocolate from his bag, but before he could unwrap it, Reese held down his finger.

Everyone looked over. Ewing was a little worried that Reese would blame Nie Chuan, and was about to step forward when he was stopped by Carlo.

"The person who has been practicing with Nie Chuan is Reese. So the person among us who knows Nie Chuan's technical characteristics best is Reese."

As soon as Nie Chuan raised his eyes, he met Reese's eyes, which were calm without a trace of ripples, but seemed to be brewing a force that could overturn everything.

"Xiaochuan, your performance is not bad."

"Thanks."

Reese knelt on one knee in front of him, his eyes level with his, which made Nie Chuan feel like a child who needed to be comforted by an adult after failure.

A pair of warm hands covered Nie Chuan's ankles, and Nie Chuan's heartbeat suddenly stopped.

"But you forgot who you are. You were carried away by Wright's rhythm. You haven't shown your true self. All the advantages that belong to Nie Chuan have not been shown."

"My Strengths?"

"Your probing steps."

Reese's palm slowly moved up along Nie Chuan's ankle to his leg, "Your sense of space and distance when facing the defensive players."

All the blood in Nie Chuan's body rushed to the place where Reese's hands touched, and all the scattered nerves seemed to be entangled at that moment.

Reese's hand came to Nie Chuan's knee: "And the control of inertia. This is what we have practiced for a long time. It is the most similar point between you and me."

Yes, stop when you want to pause. This is something Reese taught himself step by step during practice.

"Similar or something... I'm far behind you." Nie Chuan smiled helplessly.

"No. Although most of your sudden stops are within my expectations, there is always one time in ten that surprises me."

Nie Chuan swallowed his saliva, Reese was serious about what he said.

"Um……"

"And you can change direction both ways. You can cut in with both hands. I've observed you and you don't have a fixed habit of going in one direction. You'll make Wright vomit blood."

Not sure if it was an illusion, but Nie Chuan felt that there was a faint smile on Reese's lips.

"Yeah." Nie Chuan nodded.

Reese loosened his hands and moved them to the sides of Nie Chuan's ears, "Also your vision and the positioning of everyone in your mind."

"I will not forget."

"very good."

Wright, who was sitting opposite and wiping his sweat, looked suspiciously in the direction of Reese and Nie Chuan: "What are they doing? Teaching the newcomers hand in hand?"

"That kid is a good basketball player, but a lot of things require experience. He's still a little short of the mark. But for a seed with potential like this, it's best to prevent it from breaking through the soil before it sprouts."

"I know. He should feel lucky that he didn't run into Owen, otherwise he would have died a more miserable death."

The whistle blew and the game continued. Wright flexed his wrist and walked forward.

At the beginning of the game, CBU successfully stole the ball again, Wright dribbled in, and Nie Chuan followed closely beside him. Wright wanted to pass the ball to the other side, but Ewing was defending his teammates and occupied a favorable position. He stopped in a hurry and was about to jump and shoot directly, but the ball was snatched away by Nie Chuan as soon as he raised his hand.

Nie Chuan got the ball and Wright followed closely to defend.

He forced a smile: "Have you ever thought about me?"

It's you who are passing by!

Nie Chuan took a step back, increasing the distance between himself and Wright. Then he stared into Wright's eyes, dribbled the ball, and quickly cut to the right.

Wright was about to intercept the ball, but Nie Chuan controlled his movement, stepped back, stopped suddenly, and made a jump shot.

It was impossible to shoot from this distance, but Wright had no time to react, and Montenegro received the ball and quickly brought the front line into the CBU three-point line. Facing Thomas' defense, he passed the ball to Carlo, and Carlo scored again.

"Hey! Did you see that? That black-haired guy was so powerful! Wright was fooled by him!"

"Just a coincidence, right?"

It was another round of fierce attack, with three consecutive offensive and defensive counterattacks within thirty seconds. The audience outside the stadium must have been sighing.

Nie Chuan dribbled the ball and cut into the opponent again. Wright was extremely fast and defended in front of Nie Chuan.

Nie Chuan stared at the opponent coldly. The positions of everyone on the field and their possible movements were all in his mind.

Nie Chuan moved left and right, took a double tentative step, accelerated very quickly but stopped suddenly, completely beyond Wright's expectations, passed the ball to Ewing, and scored again with a three-pointer.

"Haha!" Ewing smiled widely, turned around and patted Nie Chuan on the shoulder, "Alan! Since you have been performing at a high level, my outside attack success rate has also improved!"

Nie Chuan let out a breath, and at this moment he deeply realized the importance of a point guard.

Wright gritted his teeth, and Thomas patted him on the shoulder: "Don't be fooled by that guy, you are a veteran."

"Old hand... humph..." Only Wright himself knew that facing Nie Chuan's ball control ability, his speed was suppressed by the opponent.

The two men faced off again, and Nie Chuan's speed did not slow down, but Wright was completely unsure of what this guy would do, whether he would make a sudden stop and change direction or cut in directly from the left or right sides. Nie Chuan was getting closer and closer, and just when Wright thought that Nie Chuan was going to cut sideways, Nie Chuan suddenly stopped in front of him and jumped up for a shot.

There is no way a goal can be scored with this height and arc!

Just as Wright was thinking about it, he heard a "bang" sound. It turned out that Montenegro received the rebound and dunked the ball directly to score.

When Wright saw Nie Chuan exhaling, he realized that Nie Chuan had not made a jump shot just now, but passed the ball to Montenegro with the help of the rebound!

I was fooled by this kid again!

Wright clenched his teeth, having the urge to beat Nie Chuan up.

"Hey, calm down." Thomas held Wright's shoulder.

Wright picked up his T-shirt and wiped his chin: "This guy is really not an ordinary person because DK chose him to replace Connor."

Thomas didn't say anything else. When Nie Chuan dribbled past him just now, Thomas could feel Wright's anger.

Is it the left or the right?

Is it an episiotomy or an emergency stop?

Because of this kid's presence, DK's off-ball movements have become more flexible.

The game continued. When Wright faced Nie Chuan with the ball, Thomas also came to Nie Chuan's left side, as if to force Nie Chuan to dribble to the right and reduce his variability.

"Oh! Did you see that? Thomas and Wright are both targeting the black-haired guy!"

"Bravo!"

"In this case, he shouldn't be able to be so arrogant anymore, right?"

The pace of the game was too fast, and Nie Chuan had no time to think about how many people were staring at him. All he could think about was where his teammates and opponents were.

Nie Chuan cut the ball to the right with the intention of heading straight into the penalty area, but he dribbled the ball and stepped backwards in an instant, slowing down the rapid pace and avoiding Wright's grab. He accelerated suddenly, and Thomas stepped forward to defend, but Nie Chuan stopped sideways. Thomas' hand swung past his shoulder, and Nie Chuan changed hands and passed the ball to Reese on the side.

Reese brilliantly dribbled past two players and scored a shot.

Everyone was stunned.

"...Did you notice that there are two triangle formations in the front and back with that black-haired kid as the center?"

"Yes! We have a triangle formation in front with Montenegro and Carlo. Ewing and Reese are outside the three-point line! Even if Wright and Thomas disrupt one of the passing routes, the black-haired guy can immediately switch to the other side! It's impossible to defend against!"

Nie Chuan was recalling Reese's beautiful and brisk passing, but who knew that Reese turned around and rubbed Nie Chuan's head with his hand.

"Wow! Reese Reddington actually rubbed that guy's head? Are they on good terms?"

"Isn't Reese Reddington always a loner? Didn't you notice that he has been cooperating with his teammates during this practice match?"

"Oh, yes!"

The people watching couldn't help but whisper as the cheerleaders began to dance and chant slogans.

A tall figure stood on the sidelines with his arms folded, looking coldly at Nie Chuan's back.

Nie Chuan shuddered, feeling as if his back was cut by a knife.

He turned his head and saw Owen Whishaw standing outside the field with a cold smile on his lips.

"Owen is here?"

When Nie Chuan and Owen's eyes met, the lethality of the other's gaze actually made Nie Chuan's knees a little weak.

Owen didn't care that the game had not been suspended yet, and walked into the court step by step, heading towards Nie Chuan.

The game had to be suspended.

"Hey, Owen! You're here so early. The first half hasn't ended yet." Wright walked towards Owen.

Owen's eyes were still on Nie Chuan: "The first half isn't even over yet, and you've let the team fall behind by so many points?"

Wright was speechless.

Owen walked in step by step, his beautiful features were so clear under the lights of the  basketball court.

"I remember you told me that you were from St. Clare's School, right?"

Owen's voice was soft, like that of an English gentleman, just like when he first spoke to Nie Chuan.

But Nie Chuan felt deeply threatened.

"I...I did go to St. Clair's High School..."

"Then do you know that I went to St. Clair's School last week to find you, and I looked for you for the whole weekend?" Owen asked again.

Nie Chuan shook his head and stepped back subconsciously.

Someone supported Nie Chuan's back.

"Owen, what's the problem?"

Reese's voice made Nie Chuan feel like he was saved.

Owen looked at Reese and gave a half-mocking smile: "Oh - I just feel like my treasure has been stolen by someone else."

Huh? What kind of metaphor is that?

"If you told me last time that the middle school student you were interested in was Nie Chuan, I'm sorry. He is a student of DK. He has been on our  basketball team for more than two months."

Ou En sneered and reached out to rub Nie Chuan's head, as if he was rubbing his own pet: "Ah...ah...how can you be like this? How can he not be a middle school student when he is so cute?"

Just when Nie Chuan was about to retort, "Ghosts are cute! Who told you that only middle school students are cute!", Ou En suddenly grabbed Nie Chuan's hair and lifted his head up.

His scalp was both painful and numb, and when Nie Chuan raised his eyes he met Ou En's sharp gaze.

"I said, why do your emergency stops and accelerations look so familiar? Did Reese teach you that?"

Nie Chuan felt that the blood in his body was about to stop, and his heart seemed to be lifted up high, and he dared not fall, because if he fell, he would be pierced by Owen's sharp edge.

"Hey! What are you doing!?"

Carlo stepped forward and was held down by Owen's other hand.

Ewing was also anxious: "Owen! Do you want to fight on the  basketball court?"

The audience, who didn't understand what was going on, also talked about it. The cheerleaders stopped shouting and dancing and looked at Owen.

"Owen, this is a ball game, let him go."

Reese grabbed Owen's wrist and squeezed his wrist bone hard, forcing him to let go of Nie Chuan.

Nie Chuan staggered back two steps and was supported by Carlo.

"Alan, are you okay?"

Nie Chuan didn't reply for a long time. After coming to this country for so long, this was the first time he felt deeply that the other party really wanted to beat him up.

His shoulders shrugged and he made a muffled sound.

Carlo was stunned: "Alan...are you hiccuping?"

Nie Chuan looked at Carlo and burped again.

Ewing came over quickly and patted Nie Chuan on the shoulder: "Don't be afraid! We are all here! Although we don't know what happened, Ewing can't beat you, understand?"

Nie Chuan nodded, but was still hiccuping.

There's nothing he can do, he was really scared!

"How about a piece of chocolate?" Carlo quickly ran to Nie Chuan's sports bag and searched for a long time. He found Nie Chuan's underwear wrapped in a plastic bag and his sausage, but he couldn't find his chocolate.

At this time, Owen had returned to the sidelines indifferently, took off his coat, and said to the original shooting guard: "It's my turn."

"Do you really want to go?" the other party asked uncertainly.

"certainly."

Owen walked onto the field and glanced at Wright: "Leave that brat to me."

Wright sighed. He didn't know how Nie Chuan had offended Owen, but it was better this way.

Owen is not someone an inexperienced newcomer can resist.

If he's unlucky, he might leave some psychological trauma on Nie Chuan.

Wright narrowed his eyes and looked at Nie Chuan who was being comforted by Carlo, and said lightly: "Hey, Owen."

"What's wrong?"

"Break off this seedling."

Owen chuckled and said, "I only take care of the flowers and plants I raise."

With Owen joining, CBU's cheerleading team is even louder.

Carlo even regretted not inviting Lily to come with them.

Wright held the ball. With Owen joining him, he was more confident in his speed. Carlo and Montenegro quickly ran back to the basket. Wright passed the ball to Owen, who easily passed Ewing and came in front of Nie Chuan. His Wade Phantom Step had a swing that was beyond Nie Chuan's imagination. Nie Chuan was unable to control his inertia due to the opponent's speed and fell to the ground. It felt like being hit by a meteor and he couldn't recover for a long time.

Owen's impact force and transformation speed were like magic to Nie Chuan.

Owen continued to move forward, and Reese followed closely behind him. Owen made an emergency stop and made a jump shot, which stunned people.

"Wow! Did you see that? That ball just spun so hard!"

"Nonsense, otherwise you'd just jump shot without any preparation. How can the ball go into the basket if it doesn't spin strongly?"

Nie Chuan sat on the ground, looking at Ou En's figure in the air, elegant and graceful.

"Are you okay, Allen?" Heishan came over and helped Nie Chuan up.

"I'm fine..." Nie Chuan burped again.

"...Why are you still hiccuping? Looks like you need some treatment!" Carlo grabbed Nie Chuan and punched him in the head in an instant.

Both Heishan and Ewing were startled. Nie Chuan looked at Carlo's fist stupidly as it stopped at the tip of his nose.

"I heard that scaring yourself will stop hiccups! It seems to really work!" Carlo helped Nie Chuan steady himself.

"You're crazy!" Ewing cursed.

Nie Chuan shrugged and burped again.

After two seconds of silence, Thomas, who was not far away, laughed: "You can temporarily replace him..."

"We're not changing!" Carlo glared at Thomas.