50: Chapter 050 What Do You Count For 50: Chapter 050 What Do You Count For The entire world seemed to fall silent at this moment.

The noisy sounds disappeared like smoke in thin air, and everyone’s eyes were fixed tightly on Zhang Fan’s side.

The first shot, they could still think Luo Yiwei was careless, outwitted by Zhang Fan’s opportunism.

But the second shot, Luo Yiwei was the one on offense.

And then!

Zhang Fan directly intercepted the ball.

Damn it, how come Luo Yiwei looks so much like a noob?

At least try to shoot the basket, touch the rim.

Not to make people feel like he’s a noob, is this really the same crazy center?

“Cool!”

Gao Qi’s roar was delayed by a full twenty seconds before it finally burst out.

He charged toward Zhang Fan, followed by Wang Dong and a pack of seniors who also rushed over to Zhang Fan, grabbed his arms and legs, lifted him up, and threw him toward the sky.

“Fuck, you guys better catch me,” Zhang Fan’s back went cold, his heart pounding with fear from the sudden assault by Gao Qi and the others.

In case he falls to the ground, that’s really going to hurt.

“Zhang Fan is awesome, trashing the provincial team dogs.”

A roar rose again, and the crowd around the basketball court instantly boiled with excitement and started shouting.

Even those who were ready to laugh at Zhang Fan couldn’t help but get excited.

This was, after all, beating someone from the provincial team, and he was from their own school; this feat could be boasted about for years to come.

If those assholes from the second school’s basketball team came to our school again, just say: You think you’re so good, go play against the provincial team.

Our school’s Zhang Fan beat the provincial player 2:0.

Just thinking about it is thrilling!

What about the provincial team?

Anyway, they have nothing to do with them.

But Zhang Fan is different!

Hehe, he’s from our own school.

Zhang Fan only saw more and more people rushing toward him, more and more, and he himself was thrown higher and higher.

“Fuck, stop it!”

Zhang Fan broke out in a cold sweat.

Damn, are these people crazy?

Ye Xuan laughed softly, patting Zhang Xiaoyuan’s shoulder, “Look, I told you it would be okay.”

Zhang Xiaoyuan nodded gently, her cheeks revealing two shallow dimples.

Her eyes sparkled with stars–for the first time, she realized how handsome Zhang Fan looked playing basketball!

Compared to the craziness on Zhang Fan’s side, the situation with Ouyang Feng was eerily quiet.

At this moment, a killing aura began to flicker on their faces.

That bastard Luo Yiwei actually lost!

And he lost 2:0 to a high school student, damn it, fuck, who told him to play, who the fuck made him move.

Couldn’t he just stick with them and show off properly, why the fuck did you have to lose to a high schooler?

Did they give you money?

Did they give you a wife?

Or is he your dad?

Ouyang Feng and his four teammates felt the urge to kill Luo Yiwei at this moment.

That son of a bitch, this time he had completely disgraced their provincial team.

Looking at the astonished expressions of the people behind them, Ouyang Feng and his teammates couldn’t help but quicken their pace.

“Alright, alright, I’m telling you, I have a heart condition,” Zhang Fan said with a smile yet not quite smiling.

“Tch, cut the crap, if you had a heart condition could you still play basketball so awesomely?” The people below grumbled dissatisfiedly, their hands gripping even tighter.

Zhang Fan could see that he and the rim of the basket were at the same height; at this height, if these guys down below didn’t catch him properly, he’d surely fall and be half-dead.

“Tat-tat-tat!”

The sound of footsteps was like thunder rolling in, and Ouyang Feng’s fans surged over like a tidal wave.

Gao Qi and the others suddenly stopped, their gaze fixed on Ouyang Feng and the few walking at the front.

“Fuck!” Zhang Fan was quick to react, and immediately grabbed someone below, crashing down heavily.

“Ah.”

Zhang Fan only felt something soft beneath him, and he quickly stood up, suddenly, his gaze froze.

Damn, was he on top of a girl?

Seeing the look of pain on the girl’s face, Zhang Fan immediately pulled her up.

“Are you okay?” Zhang Fan hurriedly asked, extending his hand to pat the dust off the girl’s body.

“I’m fine.” The girl said, her head lowered, her face flushed.

But at this moment, Zhang Fan also realized who she was.

Ha, wasn’t she the girl who asked for his autograph yesterday?

“Girl, what’s your name?” Zhang Fan felt a bit embarrassed now.

After all, she was his fan, and he had just taken liberties with her.

If he didn’t at least pretend to ask for her name, this would certainly turn a fan into a hater.

“Lu Mingqian!” The girl’s voice was as faint as a mosquito’s, yet crystal clear.

“Mingqian, hello, just now, I swear it wasn’t on purpose,” Zhang Fan chuckled.

However, Zhang Fan sensed something was off with the surrounding atmosphere and immediately looked up to see Ouyang Feng and his four companions approaching, a brilliant smile spreading across his face.

The grudge from three years ago could finally be settled today.

Clicking his tongue, he wondered if these guys had made any progress over the years.

Luo Ywei’s face was flush with shame as he watched Ouyang Feng approach, utterly embarrassed.

Losing to a high school student, how the hell was he supposed to explain that?

“Boss.” Luo Ywei said with his head down.

Ouyang Feng approached with a grim expression, standing in front of Luo Ywei and suddenly reaching out to slap his face.

“Smack!”

The sound was crisp, silencing the entire court once more.

Luo Ywei was slapped?

“Disgraceful.”

Ouyang Feng said coldly, his eyes then fixating on Zhang Fan, his lips curling up, his gaze electric, “Your skills are quite impressive.”

As a team captain, he knew how to minimize the impact of this incident on his own team.

The so-called carrot and stick approach – the stick was for Luo Ywei, the carrot was for Zhang Fan.

Receiving praise from the captain of the provincial basketball team, he thought, this kid surely wouldn’t spurn such flattery.

Zhang Fan laughed: “Not bad, it’s just that your provincial team really isn’t up to much.”

Zhang Fan could tell that Ouyang Feng hadn’t recognized him.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t be talking like this.

Nice skills?

Heh, thanks for the compliment, but sadly, I just don’t give a damn about your opinion, what are you going to do, bite me?

“Wow!”

The sound of surprise erupted.

My God, this Zhang Fan, dared to speak to Ouyang Feng like that?

Ouyang Feng’s face immediately darkened, and then, like ice, his gaze turned piercingly cold.

“What’s the matter?

Wanna have another go?” Ouyang Feng sneered, looking at Zhang Fan, truly baffled by the young man’s arrogance.

Zhang Fan grinned and squeezed out of the crowd, slowly saying to Ouyang Feng: “Sure, I’d love to.

I wonder if Captain Ouyang would honor me with a lesson.”

“Seeking death!

What do you think you are, daring to challenge our captain!”

Luo Ywei roared in anger, knowing that Ouyang Feng was furious.

At this moment, he desperately wanted to appease Ouyang Feng’s rage.

Zhang Fan flashed a radiant smile, looking at Luo Ywei: “Just a loser, what do you count for?”