Radar thought about it, and his mood suddenly improved a lot. He and Mo Zi had agreed that they would go to sports school together, so Radar was thinking about sports school.

After chatting with Mouse Video for a while, Lida said that he could not convince his parents and would not mention the sports school for the time being. He would just continue to train on his own and I would train how you train.

"It doesn't matter, even if we can't go to sports school together, we are still the best brothers." Mouse also comforted Radar.

"Of course, not to mention there are still two years of high school, who knows what will happen in the future."

Mouse smiled and said, "Yes, maybe we can meet again in the future."

To Mouse, this was just a joke, but Radar took it seriously and fought for it.

I get up and exercise every morning at dawn. My parents see this and have no support or objection.

The stadium is a place that Radar must go to every day. Except for when it is too hot at noon, he spends most of his time at the stadium, and occasionally goes to help Lei's father work for a day or two.

Of course Radar met other players on the court. This was not a school anymore, there were all kinds of people. Radar was practicing shooting on the court that day. The weather was not that hot in the morning, so it was a good time to practice.

"Hey, who allowed you to play here?"

A discordant sound came, and Radar stopped shooting and turned around to look. Three people came, one of them in the middle was batting the ball. He was 168cm tall, which was two centimeters shorter than Radar. The one on the left was 175cm tall and led the

Wearing a headband and having relatively long hair, the man on the right is about 183cm tall, with a broad chest and a round waist. The three of them are in their 20s, wearing red basketball uniforms and white basketball shoes.

Radar frowned, the person here is evil, he came to mess with me.

Seeing that Radar was silent, the man in the middle said again: "This is the stadium for our Three Musketeers in the Sky. Go away and go away."

"Isn't this golf course in a park? How did it become yours?" I am no longer the timid Radar a year ago, and I no longer speak so quietly.

"Hey, kid, I don't know what to do. I really don't want to offend you." The man with the headband said, and the number on the back was the same as the radar number 3.

"It's okay to play here, but you have to beat us first." said the 183 big man.

"Okay, I like to speak based on my strength."

Radar's words made the three of them laugh, thinking that Radar was overestimating his abilities. There are three Musketeers in the sky around this community, and anyone who likes to play ball knows that the three of them cooperated tacitly and were almost invincible in half the game.

"We won't take action easily, you'd better leave."

"No, isn't it a competition? How do you want to compete?" Radar didn't want to give up the stadium so close to others.

"Boy, do you dare to gamble on football?" No. 2 in the middle asked.

"Betting on football?" Lida asked doubtfully. There are also betting on football. I have heard of the kind of betting on the winning or losing of a team on the Internet, but I really don't know about it in reality.

"It's 100 yuan per game, and we won't bully you alone. How about just shooting? 30 three-pointers." No. 2 said again.

"Young man, don't compete with them!" Under the tree beside the stadium, an old man wearing a white vest and holding a cattail leaf fan was enjoying the shade. He kindly reminded Radar.

"I have no money." Radar said.

"Then, if you win 100 yuan, it's yours. If you lose, just give us 50 yuan, and then leave the stadium."

"Okay!" Radar agreed reluctantly.

The old man under the tree shook his fan and sighed, "Young man, you are inexperienced, so you were cheated of 50 yuan. Although 50 yuan is not much, why did you fall for this in vain?"

"Uncle, how about you be a witness for us?" Radar said to the uncle with a smile.

"Young man, you'd better not stop competing." The uncle persuaded again with serious words.

But the radar has been set. It doesn’t matter whether it’s money or not. I want this golf course. It was you who proposed the competition, and you took the initiative to challenge me. The last person who challenged me is now buried in his grave...

.

Bah, no!

Now when he sees me, he calls me "big boss"!

"I'll do it!" No. 2 said proactively, while the other two teammates walked aside.

"Ten at the bottom corners, 10 at 45-degree angles, and 10 at the top of the arc. I'll do it first. Don't feel pressured."

Radar smiled and said: "There must be pressure. I can only pray that you score two less."

Saying that, No. 2 chose to start from the top of the arc, and Radar picked up the ball for him and recorded the score.

This person's shooting movements are not very fast, nor are they very standard. The range of movements is relatively large, but the shooting rate is indeed good. He scored 6 goals out of 10 at the top of the arc.

Then he went to the 45-degree angle, shot 10 goals and scored 7 goals, and scored 5 goals in the bottom corner, for a total of 18 goals.

"It's your turn!" No. 2 threw the ball to Radar and proudly walked to the basket, ready to see Radar make an embarrassing scene.

"How many do you think he won?" the big man asked Headband No. 3.

"I held up 10 balls." Headband No. 3 said.

"I won't bet more than 10, whoever loses will be invited to drink tonight!"

"OK."

Radar made the opposite choice. He started from the bottom corner and held the ball. Radar didn't aim specifically. He threw it casually and the basketball passed the top of the basket.

"Hahaha, you're quite strong." The man with the hair tie didn't hide his laughter at all.

Radar smiled in his heart, "It doesn't matter if I leave you alone. This scene is so familiar. It's very similar to the situation when I met the stupid guy on my first day at Xincheng Middle School."

"Shooting is not about strength!" No. 3, who had the same number as Radar, threw the ball to Radar and said again.

The uncle on the side shook his head, hey, you are young!

"Shua"

"Shua"

"Shua"

"Shua"

...

Radar's next shot stunned the three of them. No, it was four people, and the old man on the side also forgot to shake the cattail leaf fan in his hand.

9 out of 10 shots!

What is this hit rate?

The weather was already a bit hot, and No. 3, who was standing under the basket to pick up the ball, was already sweating profusely.

At a 45-degree angle, Radar scored five goals in a row again. The three people on the opposite side were not calm anymore. They stared nervously at Radar one by one, muttering something in their mouths, hoping that Radar would not score again. The fan on the side of the uncle's hand had already dropped.

It fell to the ground without even realizing it.

"Shua"

"哐"

"Shua"

Radar scored 8 goals at a 45-degree angle and 17 goals from two points, while No. 3 only scored 18 goals from three points. At the top of the arc, Radar will not lose as long as he scores one goal, and he will win if he scores two goals.

.

"Are we still competing? How many goals do you think we can score?"

Radar's words were like needles piercing into the hearts of the three of them. It hurt, their hearts hurt, and their faces hurt even more!

The uncle happily picked up the fan from the ground. Hey, I really made a mistake, good boy.

At the top of the arc, Radar scored two goals in a row, announcing the end of the game. Do you need to shoot again? Any more shots will be devastating.

"I won!" Radar said.

The opponent's 183 big man nodded subconsciously and was dumbfounded. What kind of magic hit rate is this?

"Give me money, the young man wins!" The uncle stood up from under the tree with a fan and spoke for the radar.

"Let's play another game. This time we put down 200. If you win, it's yours. If you lose, it's 100. How about it?" Hairband No. 2 said to the radar, and took out another 200 and slapped it on the ground.

"Whatever!" Radar said nonchalantly. It's boring anyway, so it's good to have you as a coach.

"One-on-one bullfighting!" Headband No. 2 said again.

"Okay, you come first!"

Just as he was told, Radar gave the ball to the headband No. 2 and asked him to attack first. The headband didn't give in and started dribbling directly.

The range of dribbling movements of the headband is also very large. The radar moves forward to defend, and the headband avoids the radar by "looking back".

Um, street ball action.

The man with the hair tie dribbled the ball, passed behind Radar with one hand, then quickly bypassed Radar, got the ball again, and hit a jump shot directly.

"Okay!" "Okay!" The two teammates off the field finally saw the hope of winning back the money.

You're careless, Radar thought to himself, but you won't have a chance next time.

Headband No. 2 got the ball again and wanted to repeat the same trick. Radar intercepted the ball before him, and then shot with his open hand except for the three-point line, and hit!

"Okay!" shouted the supporter of Radar, an unknown man holding a cattail leaf fan.

"Again!" The hairband sent the ball to Radar.

Radar accelerated before he could defend him and went directly to the basket. Although the hair tie followed closely behind him, he was unable to stop him.

2 to 1!

Next, Radar didn't give a chance at all. He threw away the dribbler in disguise and went for another layup. He then made an emergency stop to open up space and hit a fadeaway jumper.

4 to 1, the Three Musketeers in the Sky complained in their hearts, where did this little guy come from? He is so powerful, and the 300 yuan seems to be wasted. We used to make fun of others, but today the boat has capsized in the gutter.

On the fifth ball, Radar once again hit a three-pointer, taking a big step away from the three-point line and killing the game.

With the uncle as a witness, the Three Musketeers in the Sky would not refuse to pay, so they would obediently pay the money.

"Again..." 183 wanted to compete again, but was quickly stopped by his teammates. There was a lot of money, but this was a tough guy and not easy to mess with.

Radar took the money and ran away immediately. The other three thought that Radar was afraid that they would regret it, so he shook his head, forget it, admit defeat.

As a result, Lida ran to the supermarket and bought 5 bottles of sports drinks. He gave one bottle to the uncle first, and the uncle happily said yes.

"Drink water. Can I play ball here in the future?" Radar handed the water to them.

"Of course, how old are you, 16? 17?"

"17!" the radar returned.

"Awesome, 17 years old, this talent is amazing." The headband was convinced. I really admire Radar.

"It's just a lot of playing. Come on, I'll pay you back and we can play together in the future." Radar said with a smile.

"What are you doing? We are willing to admit defeat and take it back." 183 said with a mouthful of Northeastern dirt.

"This is not good. I just want to play here. It doesn't matter if I don't have money."

"Take it, if you lose, you lose. We all lose. No one will mess with you here in the future." The hair tie said.

"All right!"
Chapter completed!