Chapter 72 You look so modest, you deserve a beating!
"Wu Jin, Chen He, Zhong Mo. Who among the three can pass smoothly? I choose Wu Jin, Kung Fu Superstar YYdS."
"Does this need to be said? Brother Zhong admits that he is an otaku who likes to play video games and has never played basketball. It seems that the black and white CP is really going to fail this time!"
"I didn't expect that Song Hongming would even add rewards, including a dinner and two free dining coupons for a five-star hotel. It's just that this gimmick sounds good, but there will definitely be no more than ten groups that can actually pass the test!"
"Thinking about Brother Zhong's previous battle against the wild boar, but he ended up at the third level. I have to say, this time I was so unlucky!"
"No way, sometimes luck is also part of strength!"
…
Countless friends in the live broadcast room shook their heads and felt very sorry for Zhong Mo.
But the competition is so cruel, who makes Zhong Mo an otaku?
Now everyone can only pray that he gets lucky and hits a goal or two by chance. Even if you lose, it won't be too ugly.
Director's room!
Zhao Kuang blinked and hesitated: "Director Song, it seems that Zhong Mo's good luck is about to end. Even Ah admits that he has never played basketball. How can he hit four shots out of ten?"
"However, his performance today has been quite good. The number of viewers in Live Room 81 has soared from two to three hundred at the beginning to more than 300,000, and nearly 400,000, ranking in the top 20 on the popular list."
"After all, he is not a hexagonal warrior. He cannot be strong in all aspects."
Song Min crossed her arms over her chest, pondered for a moment, and then slowly said, "Is Zhong Mo okay?"
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on site!
Song Hongming also quickly came to the white line with a bright smile on his face, as if all the cells in his body were active.
Witnessed with my own eyes that Zhong Mo was brushed off in the third level!
Is there anything more exciting and thrilling than this?
He had already taken out his mobile phone and clicked on the video recording function, preparing to take a picture of this sacred scene.
"Three of you, are you ready? The two-minute countdown is now—start!"
Song Hongming was so excited that he made a eunuch-like sound.
"Whoosh!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Jin had already thrown a basketball in his hand towards the basketball hoop in front of him.
"Bang!"
Hit!
"Brother Wu Jin, come on, brother Wu Jin, come on!"
Zhou Mandi clapped excitedly, blushed, and shouted loudly.
Bai Lu, bAbY, and Zhao Jingmai all had a look of envy on their faces, but they all cheered for Zhong Mo and Chen He. Anyway, no matter whether the opponent can invest or not, he must not lose in terms of momentum.
"Watch me score a goal!"
When Chen He saw Wu Jin score a ball, he also had an envious look on his face, and he threw it over unwilling to be outdone.
"Dangdangdangdang..."
As a result, the basketball was thrown directly away, a full meter and a half away from the basketball hoop.
"Ahem..."
Chen He's face was slightly red, and he explained with some embarrassment: "Well, I'll get familiar with the first ball first, and the second one is the real one that goes into the frame, score it for me!"
He picked up another basketball and threw it towards the basketball hoop.
Still didn’t get in!
"My hand slipped just now, I will definitely get in this time!"
Still didn’t get in!
"My eyes were dazzled just now, I guarantee I can get in this time!"
Still didn’t get in!
"I just felt itchy on my right hand. This was purely an accident!"
…
Chen He threw it six times in total. Not to mention one hit, he didn't even touch the basketball hoop once.
"This, this, I'm not in my state today!"
Chen He almost collapsed.
It's obviously easy to see other people shooting, why is it so difficult to do it yourself?
On Wu Jin's side, it was a different situation.
After he made the first ball, he made four more consecutive shots, hitting three times and failing once.
This means that even if he misses the next five goals, he will still pass the test smoothly.
"Zhong Mo, hurry up and throw the ball, it's been more than forty seconds!"
Song Hongming saw Zhong Mo standing there, holding a basketball in both hands, motionless, and couldn't help but remind him.
"Zhong Mo, as long as I'm with you, it won't be too embarrassing!"
Chen He thought Zhong Mo was worried about not being able to get in and being laughed at by others, so he couldn't help but offer words of comfort.
Anyway, he is already ruined and doesn’t have much hope at all!
"I just try to feel it first and then throw it!"
Zhong Mo smiled slightly, then his knees slightly bent, his whole body suddenly bounced up, and the basketball in his hand flew out.
"Bang!"
A ball into the frame!
"Wow, Zhong Mo, you are so awesome, come on, come on!"
Bai Lu didn't have any confidence in Zhong Mo just now, but she didn't expect that the other party would give her an unexpected surprise. She couldn't help but jump up and down, clapped her little hands, and cheered excitedly.
Wu Jin and Chen He couldn't help but blinked, feeling that their brains were a little exhausted.
Can't you play basketball?
Do you get lucky every once in a while?
However, they still nodded and encouraged: "Zhong Mo, you did a good job, keep up the good work!"
Zhong Mo nodded: "With the encouragement of Brother Ang and Brother Chen, I will definitely pass this time!"
Saying this, he picked up the second basketball and threw it towards the basketball hoop.
Hit!
The third basketball - hit!
The fourth basketball - hit!
The fifth basketball - hit!
…
Zhong Mo almost didn't pause, shot ten times, and hit ten times.
certainly.
This is just a shot from outside the four-meter line, which is relatively easy. If it were a regular basketball game, Zhong Mo's shooting percentage would be much lower.
After all, his shooting skills are only accurate!
This time, not only Wu Jin and Chen He, but everyone present was completely shocked.
Is this called not being able to play basketball?
Who are you trying to fool?
"Holy crap, 100% hit rate, what else can he not do? I want to ask everyone!"
"I thought this young man would definitely be demoted at this level, but I didn't expect him to be the king. It's such a shame!"
"Young man, you look so humble and deserve a beating!"
"He is a perfect match for my granddaughter. If anyone lends me a rope, I will kidnap him. Get in the car first, and then buy a ticket!"
…
The countless spectators at the scene immediately made thunderous noises, and various discussions continued.
Wu Jin deliberately showed a bitter smile on his face: "Zhong Mo, I knew you didn't tell the truth, but you lied to me. I'm very hurt, I want to cry, you are too bullying..."
Although he was extremely shocked inside, he was still happy that Zhong Mo could pass the third level.
But how can a variety show be ineffective?
Zhong Mo shrugged his shoulders, spread his hands, and said innocently: "Brother Ang, I swear to God, I have never played basketball, but I have liked throwing things since I was a child, so my hit rate is a bit high!"
"I x, I can't play basketball, but I can throw things. You are so weird!"
Wu Jin stared, thinking that Zhong Mo's awkward posture when shooting just now did not look like he had played basketball, and he almost cursed.
Where did this monster come from?
