Chapter 18: Eighteen, free throw Chapter 18: Eighteen, free throw Zhao Feng stopped laughing, his face filled with amusement as he looked at Song Yan Ning. “I didn’t expect you to be quite knowledgeable, since you’re standing in for him, you’ll take his free throws then.” He wasn’t surprised she knew something about basketball; after all, there were many ways to learn that knowledge nowadays. But he didn’t believe she could make a basket—not to mention giving her three chances; even with ten, she probably couldn’t make one.

Ling Yu helped Heizi to sit down in the resting area off the court, then walked over to Song Yan Ning. “I still hope you would reconsider. Once you’re on the court, you can’t back out. You saw how Heizi got injured; once you’re playing, it’s very likely you could end up in the same situation.” If she got injured, he didn’t know how he would explain it to Grandpa and Grandpa Yang.

“I’ve thought it through and decided to play,” Song Yan Ning confirmed with a decisive nod.

“Alright, just be careful. Try to keep away from them as much as you can, and remember, playing basketball is very tiring. If you can’t handle it, just let me know,” Ling Yu cautioned. He didn’t expect the girl to be so stubborn; he just hoped she wouldn’t get hurt.

“Okay!” Song Yan Ning smiled, nodding before stepping towards the free throw area.

Ling Yu shook his head and followed Song Yan Ning. He hardly believed she could score, and he had readied himself to rebound.

Song Yan Ning advanced to the free throw line, took the basketball, dribbled it a few times, and then casually threw it towards the hoop.

“If she makes a basket like that, I’ll eat the ball.”

“They’re losing for sure, so just let them struggle in their last moments.”

“Letting her play was a joke, haha…” Zhao Feng and his group mocked, each adding their jeers.

People on Ling Yu’s side were simultaneously angry and irritated, but more so helpless. They too didn’t believe Song Yan Ning could score, but they had no choice since they had no other reserves. It looked like they had lost this game.

With a “swish,” the basketball descended in a beautiful arc and fell accurately into the hoop.

Everyone’s eyes widened simultaneously, filled with disbelief.

Yu’s side were incredulous yet excited as they looked at Song Yan Ning. They truly hadn’t expected Song Yan Ning to

“How is this possible?”

must be a fluke; she definitely won’t

the next basket, I swear I’ll never

other side’s claim, a teammate from Ling Yu’s side spoke up, “You better keep your word; we’re

retorted,

few times

eyes tracked the basketball as it flew

to reach, it dropped, “thud,”

up at

make it! People on Ling Yu’s side were

was even more nervous, barely daring to breathe heavily. It won’t

on the rim, “thud!” the

“Score! Well done!”

One successful shot could

looks like someone will never play basketball

to own up to

if the shot went in,

on Zhao Feng’s side had flushed faces, whether from anger or embarrassment, they were too ashamed to

tighter. He hadn’t expected he would underestimate

Ling Yu gestured a thumbs-up to Song Yan

before, she threw the ball quickly. She had learned Medical Skill from her grandfather and could precisely insert silver needles into acupoints. Surely, the vast hoop could

went into the

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