sing them to be rattled.Flood control became the central theme across the nation in August.Meanwhile, under his mother’s guidance and accompanied by his uncle, Su Can arrived at the administration bui...Chapter 33: A Flash of Glory on the Basketball Court

It was undeniable that although Ma Xiaoshi had lacked the courage to stand up against the school bullies when he was young, he remained composed and steady on the basketball court. Su Can wasn't proficient in basketball; during his student days, he could barely be described as someone who only knew how to snatch the ball and shoot aimlessly. At that time, Su Can didn’t think that not knowing much about basketball mattered, but later on, when reflecting back, he realized that if he had started playing basketball earlier and engaged in rigorous training and physical conditioning sooner, he wouldn't have ended up being only around 5'8" (174 cm) tall in the future.

Presently, Su Can naturally inherited his lack of knowledge about basketball from the past. He likely couldn’t even dribble a ball straight for ten meters without making a mistake, but this didn't prevent him from objectively analyzing how the entire game operated.

Yue Zijiang prioritized showcasing himself during the game, and even his teammates could see that many of them harbored resentment. After a match ended, someone inevitably complained to him, yet Yue Zijiang took no notice in the midst of cheers from the girls. His skills might seem flawless in the eyes of high school students at this stage, but in Su Can's perspective—someone with extensive experience—the limitations and flaws that Yue Zijiang tried to conceal for the sake of appearing cool were evident.

In comparison, Ma Xiaoshi’s play was much more steady. Each had their strengths; it wouldn't be fair or accurate to strictly compare them as better or worse than each other. However, currently, perhaps because of the impact of Wang Haoran's incident, Ma Xiaoshi still bore psychological shadows and was somewhat wary of those aligned with Wang Haoran like Yue Zijiang, which limited his capabilities significantly.

Seeing the astonishment in Ma Xiaoshi’s eyes, Su Can certainly couldn't explain it to him that way. "He has too strong a sense of individualism; doesn’t he know this isn’t just about one person Basketball is not an individual game. I'm getting interested now—if I join your basketball team, would you give me some tutoring and special training"

Ma Xiaoshi didn't expect that the usually indifferent Su Can wouldn't reject him but instead lowered himself to seek his advice on basketball and clearly wanted his help. He felt unexpectedly honored.

Nodding, Ma Xiaoshi's previous nervousness about approaching Su Can had noticeably subsided.

The mid-term exams were approaching. Although the atmosphere wasn't overly tense in their grade, fewer students could be seen standing in the corridor during break times for fresh air. Groups of boys and girls who tended to cluster together would unconsciously discuss the top academic performers in their classes and grades.

This can be considered an excellent trend at the No.1 High School, although materialistic competition has fostered an unhealthy atmosphere and contributed to early maturity among students. However, academic competition is also flourishing.

Xue Yiyang even felt some pressure and started tackling related problems assigned by teachers, occasionally being amazed by Su Cen's learning ability as well.

In the No.1 High School filled with talented individuals, even if he had been reborn, if he were to deliberately keep a low profile, he would be overwhelmed by the fervor around him. If he did not give his all, his fate could not be changed, and he would remain mediocre.

So he began moving toward a high-profile approach, from re-learning basketball to openly showcasing his ability to solve mid-to-high-level problems, gradually allowing Su Cen's strengths to shine through.

He was adjusting his trajectory and state of mind, starting to sprint towards Tang Wu's life path.

The passage of time may not seem significant to students around him who are eager to grow up and leave high school, but for Su Cen, every passing day is painful. In this long and monotonous phase, his mental state has become anxious and restless.

Recalling the movies and novels from the future, everyone who was reborn achieved great things, while he was stuck in a high school surrounded by sycamore trees, without a VIP card worth millions or even billions, no eye-catching sports car when going out, nor his own business empire or political network.

It's like someone facing a lottery ticket with a potential prize of three hundred million but whose winning date hasn't arrived yet. In their hands is merely a piece of paper representing the possibility of winning, and nothing else.

This immense sense of void almost made him feel pain in his chest and abdomen.

When the third basketball hit his face, Su Cen covered his sore nose and the two fingers on his right hand that were swollen from being struck by the hard leather ball. Only then did he realize that even with a great intake of knowledge, under these sweat-drenched real-life conditions, he was still feeling fulfilled.

Mao Xiaoshi approached along with a few others, "Are you okay"

Su Can waved his hand. Seeing that Su Can was fine, the crowd dispersed but everyone froze in place.

Nearby on an open-air stadium stand sat a girl calmly, wearing a plain black hoodie and snug-fitting casual pants that accentuated her long legs, topped off with a baseball cap under which her hair hung down like a ponytail. Her bright eyes pierced through the autumn mist, blinking at them.

It seemed she had just arrived and upon seeing Su Can's awkward movements during practice, she even chuckled softly.

Mao Xiaoshi and others felt that Su Can was being treated unfairly, as this elegant girl rarely ever watched basketball games. But who would have thought that Su Can’s debut performance was so bad Being embarrassed in front of several men wasn’t too terrible, but Mao Xiaoshi wouldn't laugh at him over it either. However, a basketball player always appearing to be tilting at windmills like Don Quixote in front of a beautiful girl was undeniably embarrassing.

It's Lin Luoran!

Su Can still remembered this woman’s proud demeanor. Fortunately, he had no intention of getting closer to her, so despite being annoyed with his own ineptitude at basketball, Su Can could manage not to take the girl's slight smile personally.

Who knew that avoiding trouble doesn’t mean it won't find you Lin Luoran stood up gracefully from the stands and descended step by step. Her supple waist and high chest accentuated her curves as she walked, inadvertently causing a stir among the enthusiastic boys on site.

"Is this your level of play" said Lin Luoran with an ambiguous smile. However, the guys on-site were not pleased, for that was only Su Can's level; please don't lump them together.

Several of them looked at Lin Luoran with a stern expression.

Slap! Lin Luoran waved her delicate hand, and before anyone could see how she did it, the basketball that the tall man who played center for the school’s team was holding shot straight up into the air without warning.

A whiff of fragrance brushed across one's face. Suddenly moving like a swift rabbit, Lin Luoran’s delicate body appeared in midair where the ball would land. Her soft hands gripped the ball firmly and her body rotated gracefully as she landed on the ground, causing her ponytail to sway beautifully. She dribbled the ball swiftly while slightly bending her shoulders downward, weaving through the spaces between the players with lightning speed.

The basketball could be heard bouncing rhythmically against the floor, much like the streetball skills that Su Cun had seen in his later life.

Lin Luoran held the ball with one hand, her waist slanted and her legs forming a graceful arc. Because of her extremely supple body, glimpses of her snow-white back muscles could be seen under her hoodie for just an instant.

Under slightly misty autumn skies, Lin Luoran was in midair before the three-meter-high basketball hoop, blocking everyone's view of the sun and leaving a beautiful silhouette behind.

Then she landed on one knee as the ball curved into the basket with a "swish" sound.

Su Cun gaped at this wealthy girl in front of him. The look on his face was almost identical to that of Mao Xiaoshi and others standing beside him.

Her duckbill cap, which had already flown off during her dribbling, rolled onto the ground with the wind. Lin Luoran’s hair tie loosened, causing her long hair to flow freely.

Turning around, she curled up the corners of her mouth in a teasing smile and said, "If you want to learn from others how to use basketball to win over girls... You might have picked the wrong mentor."

=========nce it was the first day of registration, everyone appeared excited. Occasionally, you could spot a few beauties in the crowd. Su Can couldn't help but feel that it wasn't unjustified for people acros...