Once could be chance, twice could be luck, but when Lin Feng made the basketball spin and turn in mid-air in the same eerie and special way nine times before scoring.
This made Lu Hao, who was holding the basketball and ready to shoot the last ball, feel inexplicably nervous.
"I'm the main player of the provincial team, the captain of High School No. 2's team, the best basketball player in Zhi'an City ... How can I lose to some nobody, some stinky kid? No! No matter what, I must make this shot. Even if that stinky kid Lin Feng makes it too, at worst, it'll be a tie …"
By now, Lu Hao's confidence was completely shattered by Lin Feng's nine bizarre curve shots. He didn't expect to win against Lin Feng anymore; he wanted to perfectly demonstrate his ability and make all ten shots. That way, he wouldn't feel like he lost to Lin Feng.
