Chapter 136 - Serving Warmth (2/2)

“Has anyone seen him play basketball? Does he know how to play offense? This figure… There’s nobody on our team who can take a hit right?”

He was really impossible to hide. At least, not as easy senior Ah Ning had thought. Although no other faculty members have seen Meng Fan cast a shot on a normal basketball court, everyone knew of his overpowered shooting abilities.

If he was a god at shooting machines, he must also be godly at shooting real basketballs. This was the logic of the majority, anyways. Only a select few ‘intellectuals’ thought that Meng Fan wouldn’t be able to score.

Even after he appeared, the opposition had determined that Meng Fan sat out last game because he was the trump card that senior Ah Ning had prepared.

Only, they didn’t know just how accurate he could be.

But that didn’t prevent them from putting all their defenses on Meng Fan.

“Iron bro.”

The red-haired youth took the ball and tried to shoot it before handing it off to Meng Fan.

Immediately, two players from the photography department closed in on Meng Fan.

Try to shoot?

Impossible.

Meng Fan’s hand trembled as he passed the ball to no.8, who had no defense on him. His positioning was ideal.

With his +14 precision, his passes were accurate as well. The ball traveled like someone had delivered it straight from Meng Fan to No.8’s hands. It was almost too comfortable.

“Why did you pass it to me?”

“Seems like a good shot.”

“Score one.”

No. 8 effortlessly scored two points.

“He knows how to pass?”

Senior Ah Ning looked like he just discovered America.

Then, Meng Fan verified his thoughts.

Twice in a row, Meng Fan passed the ball to someone who was open while he was being blocked by two giants from the photography department. Both times the ball traveled flawlessly into the desired targets’ hands regardless of what angle it was thrown from. It was so comfortable to receive that it made scoring easier.

This happened three more times. The photography department’s team was stunned. “Does this guy only know how to pass?”

“But he was so clean at scoring baskets on the machine.”

They began to doubt their existence.

At the end of the first half, Meng Fan did not score any points. As long as he received the ball, he would pass it on.

His throwing precision had improved, and he had better observational skills as well. Meng Fan was accurate at finding an open target, and his passes were comfortable. Everyone on the team including the red-haired youth all got “served” by Meng Fan at least once.

These four played basketball often, but they’ve never received the ball in such a clean manner. They all looked like they had just won the lottery. The way they looked at Meng Fan was even different.

A real boss!

He was incredible at scoring but still gave them the opportunity to show off themselves. You don’t need too many of these types of teammates. One was enough!

During intermission, senior Ah Ning was a bit curious. “Why don’t you score?”

“Didn’t you say I’m the trump card?” Meng Fan responded.

In fact, Meng Fan did not feel anything new from shooting. It would go in no matter how he shot it. As long as they could win the game, he was definitely going to find some ways to make this interesting.

Serving people ‘warmth’ was way more interesting than scoring points himself.