On the basketball court, I saw Mu Chu wearing a dark gray uniform, and his rare short sleeves completely exposed his strong arms and golden feet, setting off his face that was fascinating and worthy of life. It was indescribable.

The slender fingers and finger bones were clearly distinguished, looking like an artist's hand, but they were very powerful. He saw him throwing the basketball in his hand casually, and the basketball steadily penetrated into the shelf.

This looks like this, no matter whether it is a man or a woman, who is not a person?

Another hollow free throw passed by with a whoosh. After half a second, the cheers boiled again.

Xiaorou finally came to her senses and looked at the insulation box in her hand. She remembered that she was here to deliver porridge to Mu Chu, and immediately shouted softly to the field: "Achu, Achu, have you had breakfast? I brought you some porridge."

Seeing that Mu Chu did not respond, he didn't feel embarrassed. Instead, he was fascinated by his work too seriously.

After stabilizing his emotions with all his strength, Xiaorou increased her voice and said, "Achu, Achu, I brought you breakfast, can you eat some first?"

In fact, when Xiaorou called for the first time, everyone could hear it clearly. It seemed that only Mu Chu could not hear it. But in Xiaorou's eyes, the word "complain" obviously would not be used on Mu Chu, and she was still confused by the upright figure.

Seeing that Xiaorou called out a few times but did not respond, Dalong immediately ran over and smiled and said, "Xiaorou, I'm starving to death if there is anything delicious."

Before he finished speaking, a big palm had already snatched the thermos from Xiaorou's hand.

"What a delicious porridge," Dalong twisted the cap and put it in, "It's so fragrant, is it for me to eat? Xiaorou, I'm welcome."

Looking at the big dragon in front of him, Xiaorou was stunned. This was originally a porridge cooked for Achu, so how could she bear to give it to others?

But seeing Dalong's appearance now, she couldn't refuse. Looking at Mu Chu again, she clearly couldn't even hear her call. At the end, she had to say softly: "Don't be polite, eat when you're hungry."

However, Dalong and the other brothers ate their own things, and then looked at the obsessed appearance of Mu Chu, and they suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

Just standing there and scoring a few goals, if you weren't born with a fascinating face, would you attract so much attention?

It's just a free throw, so close, who can't get in?

You should know that playing basketball is very focused on team spirit. Scoring goals alone is definitely not enough. Do you just wait for others to pass the ball and you will win by yourself? It's really amazing.

While thinking, the corner of Dalong's mouth slightly raised as if he had thought of something. After thanking Xiaorou, he walked towards Mu Chu.

"Mu Chu, the free throw is quite accurate. I wonder if the three-pointer is OK?" Looking at Mu Chu, Da Long said loudly.

Mu Chu stopped in a hurry and glanced at Dalong beside him: "Three-pointer? How does it count as a three-pointer?"

These words made some girls who heard them on the field look puzzled. Why didn’t Mu Chu even know what the “three-pointer” mean? Isn’t he a basketball expert? But no matter how you said the free throw just now, he was always shot.

Why are there so many cheers on and off the court? It is precisely because Mu Chu had dozens of free throws and none of them missed. This 100% accuracy rate is not even possible for the captain.

He is worth it, but now what he says...

The brothers on the court felt even more surprising. Even the three-year-old child knew about the word "three-pointer"? But this tall and powerful guy even asked seriously, and he didn't seem to be joking at all.

If we hadn't experienced so many things together, they would have really doubted whether Mu Chu was an earthling.

Everyone on earth knows what a three-pointer is.

The big bull, who wanted to slam Mu Chu's sharp energy, was even more amazing at this time. He pointed to the three-point line on the field and said: "This is called the three-point line. The goal scored from the online outside is considered a three-pointer. For example, if you have been pitching online now, you can only score two points."

"Don't you really don't even know this, right?" Dalong glanced at him sideways, wondering if Mu Chu really didn't know, or was he fooled by him. Looking at this person's eyes, he really didn't mean to fool people.

The captain also said before that he doesn’t understand basketball. Dalong just wondered, even if he doesn’t know how to play basketball, he still haven’t watched it? How can he not understand the rules?

Mu Chu ignored everyone's comments and eyes, moved his long legs, picked up a basketball and stepped outside the three-point line that Dalong said.

Everyone looked at Mu Chu at least one meter away from the three-point line, some were nervous and some were disdainful.

Of course the little girl outside the court was a little nervous. In fact, it was enough to not cross the three-point line of the three-point line for the three-point ball. There was no need to go so far. It was so far, and I still don’t know if the ball could touch the ball frame later.

Some men on the court immediately showed disdain and really thought they were very good. They walked so far, not to mention that they didn't understand basketball before, even if they were the ones who practiced the three-pointer for so long, no one could guarantee that they could hit the distance.

This kid wants to be cool, but he is afraid that he doesn't know where to put his face later.

I saw Mu Chu raise his hand, and the basketball in his palm made a light move, without even jumping. He stood quietly in place, as stable as Mount Tai. In this posture... it is not easy to shoot the ball, but it is difficult to shoot it into a basketball that is so far away!

Xiaorou and the other little girls immediately became nervous, and Dalong still stood aside and wanted to see a joke.

But the gods were once again magical, just a three-pointer from the line, which was just like a common thing for Mu Chu. With a whoosh, the ball passed through with a whizz, and it was easy and effortless, which was simply incredible!

A moment later, the girl outside the field cheered and Dalong's face became even more ugly, and he immediately threw the next ball away.

It was obvious that the cheers outside the court were like the wind for Mu Chu, and he just wanted to improve his level and win the game in next month's basketball game.

He likes to see Qiqixiao, and it has nothing to do with others. He doesn't think the ball given to him by Dalong is a difficult task, but just practices.

With a casual throw, another perfect three-pointer was immediately chaotic from the outside.

Some girls are even confused and are almost unable to stand firmly, looking obsessed.

Seeing this, Dalong walked to Mu Chu with a look of reluctance and said, "Since it's so powerful, would you dare to go to the outside investment to try?"

As he said that, he left Mu Chu and looked outside the court.

So, a few seconds later, the dragon was silent.

He thought, all this must be just a coincidence, well, isn’t it just a dozen goals? Isn’t it just a brute force? Isn’t it just a more accurate shooting rate? What’s so great about it…

...When Xiaorou returned to the medical room, Qiqi was still doing things absent-mindedly. Although she didn't even get the wrong medicine or something, she knocked over two bottles of disinfectant in a row.

I have never seen such a work attitude. According to Qiqi's previous requirements, this attitude has definitely been scolded to death by myself.

The mistakes were made by oneself, and it seemed that he was a little nervous when scolding himself.

When I looked up, I saw Xiaorou coming back with a sweet smile on her face. Even if I didn’t ask, I knew how good she was now.

Could it be...what has she made any breakthrough progress with Achu?

Didn’t I see Achu laughing at her yesterday? I got up early in the morning to make breakfast for Achu to eat. The two of them... are they already together?

Qiqi was a little annoyed that she drank too much wine last night, so she couldn't remember what happened later.

While meditating, Xiaorou's crisp voice rang in her ears, "Qiqi, you didn't see that A Chu's shot just now was really handsome. He is so handsome, so handsome! Not only can ordinary balls score 100 times, but also three-pointers, and... A Chu can also score goals off the court... Oh my God! It's really fascinating!"

"Oh." She responded casually.

Doctors are most afraid of being upset. If something goes wrong, it is possible to die in minutes. Qiqi tries to relieve his anxiety.

Judging from Xiaorou's appearance, I'm afraid she can't stop her excitement for a while.

Qiqi ignored her and turned around to do her own business.

She ignored Xiaorou, but Xiaorou was following her as if she was worried and couldn't find anyone to tell her about it, chatting about Mu Chu's heroic figure on the court.

How did the people outside cheer, how did the dragon make things difficult for him, how did he easily solve every problem? She added jealousy to the person, and it was as powerful as a god.

Qiqi felt more and more bored in her heart. After looking at the time, it was almost eleven o'clock. She was thinking about the work she was working hard. After explaining Xiaorou, she sorted out her own things and prepared to leave.

Xiaorou finally calmed down and started working, but she couldn't help but mutter: "Why did you prepare breakfast for him early in the morning? He made him so full that he couldn't eat anything else at all. I made me cook a pot of porridge with so much care, and it was wasted all, and it was a bargaining for Dalong and the others."

Qiqi's fingertips made her and couldn't help but look back at her: "You said he didn't eat the porridge you made?"

Xiaorou slapped her lips and looked aggrieved: "I've been slurped for a long time, and I got up before dawn to make porridge for him. It's all because Dalong is so embarrassed that he took away the entire thermos, and he actually ate it clean without leaving any."

She continued to mumble, but Qiqi had already packed up her things and walked away from the medical room.

Walking out of the medical room door, looking up at the cloudless blue sky, my mood gradually became clear like this blue sky.

Achu didn't eat the porridge made by Xiaorou... it was actually just a trivial matter, but for some reason I suddenly felt that today's weather was getting better, and even life seemed to have a little more hope.

As for what hope is, she doesn't know, nor does she want to know.

Thinking of what Xiaorou said, she calmed down and turned around and walked towards the basketball court. Her steps were still accelerating without realizing it, and her whole figure was as light as a bird.
Chapter completed!