The Mysterious Heiress: Researcher In Disguise

Fu Zhi's movements looked quite relaxed, as if he didn't use much effort.

But she stood outside the three-point line.

There is a big difference in physical strength between boys and girls. Many non-professional boys can't hit the basket when shooting three-pointers, let alone shooting with their backs.

Chen Shan immediately realized that Fu Zhi's action was shooting.

Generally, the best position for back-to-basket shots is within the three-point line, and 25 meters outside the three-point line can break a certain Nice record.

Fu Zhi's distance is a back-to-basket shot that Chen Shan can't do.

He felt that Fu Zhi was trying to die.

The students outside the arena were also wondering and crying, "What is Sister Zhi doing? She passed the ball to Lu Yubai, and even turned around to shoot. Isn't this distance too far?"

No one answered his question.

The orange basketball was shot from outside the three-point line, and everyone's eyes followed the direction of the blue ball.

The basketball is getting closer and closer to the basket.

"Kangdang——" it hit the ball board with a sound, then fell off the ball board, and circled the ball frame twice.

After a few seconds—

"I'm stupid! Go in, all three-pointers go in!" There was an uncontrollable thunderous exclamation from the audience.

"It's against the laws of science for girls!"

"I suspect that sister Zhi just opened up!"

"No, no, sister Zhi in the society, you don't talk too much, so you start fighting as soon as you go on the field, and grab the head immediately!"

It only took tens of seconds from the opening game to Fu Zhi's goal. There was no need for any teammates to coordinate the whole process. He turned around and threw the ball easily by himself. Song Fang originally thought that he would take on the important role of saving the world and saving the face of No. 1 Middle School in this game. responsibility, however—

Sorry, he just had a dream.

Everyone was caught off guard, and before they could see what Fu Zhi was doing, the score was pulled away again.

The teachers of No. 1 Middle School applauded.

"Pretty!"

"Student Fu Zhi is really outstanding!"

"Let them hit the black ball! Did it hit the iron plate?"

Hangyuan's cheerleaders yelled: "It's just luck, what's there to complain about!"

Laymen watch the excitement, while insiders watch the doorway.

Chen Shan and his team clearly felt that Fu Zhi was lucky if he dribbled the ball. Everyone didn't take her seriously. She ran to the center of the court, but what about throwing a three-pointer with her back to the basket?

None of these national first-level athletes can do it, and not only them, there are only a handful of things that can be done.

There seems to be something wrong with Fu Zhi's hand strength.

The first half was about to end in three minutes, and the score difference between the two sides was 28 points.

The atmosphere here at Hangyuan is grim.

The coach screamed heartbreakingly from below, "Gou Qi, give up that number 16 and go look at this woman! Keep an eye on her!"

Number 16 is Song Fang, and the one who was given up was Song Fang, who was not even as good as a girl in playing.

Song Fang had a big temper, "He also served as a small forward before!"

Just keep an eye on him, okay, make him look like a bastard who fishes in troubled waters!

The physical education teacher of the No. 1 Middle School covered her face, "Unfortunately, my school is ruined by this bastard."

Song Fang was so sad that he only wanted Daiyu to bury the flowers. He passed the ball to Fu Zhi at an unattended and extremely smooth angle.

Fu Zhi jumped lightly, ran past Gou Qi, and grabbed the ball.

Fu Zhi ran inside the three-point line this time.

Ye Jiu was pinned down by the two players on the opposite side, and at the same time pinned down these two players.

Standing in front of Fu Zhi was Chen Shan, the small forward of Hangyuan.

Song Fang wanted to rush forward to help, but was tripped by Gou Qi, and it was in this position that Lu Yumo was mauled by Chen Shan's elbow.

His heart reached the position of his throat, "Sister Zhi!"

Chen Shan still remembered Ouyang Ya's order and raised his elbow.

He has always liked to play black ball. Even though he looks like a simple and honest Chinese face, but after staying in Hangyuan for the past few years, he is firmly in the position of captain. Apart from his own excellent skills, there are also some things on other levels.

Fu Zhi dribbled the ball, and she slapped the basketball vigorously on the ground.

There was a deafening "boom -" sound.

Chen Shan bent down and approached her, "You can dribble very steadily, but it's useless to intimidate a professional athlete like me with this voice!"

Chen Shan stared at Fu Zhi.

Zhou Zihuai, Lu Yubai and Ye Jiu were all stared at to death.

If Fu Zhi passes the ball, he must be prepared to be intercepted.

Chen Shan knew that Fu Zhi was more or less knowledgeable, so in this situation, as long as her share of the ball was accurate, she should jump and throw the ball by herself.

Fu Zhi took a step back and raised his foot slightly.

Fu Zhi's take-off was within his expectation, but everything seemed too familiar and coincidental like Lu Yumo's first take-off.

Fu Zhi seemed much smarter than Lu Yumo.

In NBA basketball games, many well-known stars will have a false action before throwing the ball.

So, did Fu Zhi shoot the ball directly?

Or turn around and pass the ball to a teammate?

Pass it on to whom? Lu Yubai? Zhou Zihuai?

Or she and Ye Jiu cooperated, and Ye Jiu could catch her ball steadily? Or is it Song Fang who no one is watching?

In Chen Shan's mind, there are eighteen bends in the mountain road, and the pain is unbearable.

There is not much time left for him to react, his brain first entered the instruction that Fu Zhi is a girl, and there should be no special professional fake moves to shake him.

Before Fu Zhi made a move, he jumped high and prepared to smash the ball.

In the next second, she turned the basketball that Fu Zhi held up from top to bottom.

Is it a pass? !

Chen Shan's heart skipped a beat.

Gou Qi quickly retreated to Song Fang's side, and smiled slightly to indicate that he could.

But then, they couldn't relax...

The basketball that Fu Zhi held high was sent back to his waist and hit the ground hard.

Chen Shan has already jumped.

But he jumped too early.

Fu Zhi's ball was still bouncing high behind her.

Almost at the moment when Chen Shan landed, Fu Zhi turned around, grabbed the basketball that was held up high behind him, tilted his elbow back inadvertently, and bumped into a hard object, only to hear a muffled groan.

Chen Shan clutched his stomach that wanted to vomit sour water, his whole body was not feeling well, with some convulsions.

Accompanied by his "huh".

Fu Zhi made a successful shot with one hand behind the basket.

Chen Shanzhen experienced for himself what is the power of an easy three-point shot from behind.

This pain swept over overwhelmingly.

Three minutes to explain quickly, the referee blows the whistle.

Gou Qi and his group rushed over from a distance to help Chen Shan who suddenly turned pale.

Fu Zhi evened her jersey, turned around, and looked at him with crooked eyebrows, "Don't do this with me. When your father and I were playing black ball, you were still at home drinking milk."

Song Fang: "..."

What you said is quite domineering, but did you forget to hide the milk bottle on the side of your school bag before blah blah?

Gou Qi went to call the referee, "Their players hit someone! They maliciously slandered our captain!"

"You can eat nonsense, but you can't talk nonsense." Lu Yubai pointed in the direction of Fu Zhi and said, "My sister shoots the basket with one hand behind her back. If your captain insists on standing behind and waiting to be pestered, my sister's arm will be broken by the pestle." Now, you still want the villain to file a complaint first?"