He was caught fishing at work, and he dragged the female CEO into the water with Qin Xun and Xia Nin

Qin Xun was afraid that Xia Shujie was cheating, so he turned to look at Xia Ning and gave instructions.

"Ning Zi, I will ask you to be the referee today. Anyone who regrets it will be a puppy."

Xia Ning looked embarrassed, shook her head repeatedly, not wanting to agree, and ignored the strange title "Ning Zi".

"You gambled too much, change it!"

Seeing his daughter persuading, Xia Shujie felt a little anxious and said coldly.

"Whatever it takes, we are all grown men and can afford to lose!"

He was really afraid that if Qin Xun persuaded him not to have a father-son game with him, then he would lose the opportunity to use "father" to offset the shameful title of "brother".

Xia Shujie gave Xia Ning a loud order without giving Xia Ning a chance to argue.

"Xia Ning, go get another basketball."

He looked at Qin Xun, and suddenly a powerful aura broke out, as if he was twenty years younger.

"I must let him know what it means to 'know that the young man Ling Yunzhi once promised to be the best in the world'!"

Qin Xun clasped his hands in his fists and grinned evilly.

"I'm here, Rukawa Kaede, I'm asking for advice!"

Xia Shujie sneered in his heart.

idiot!

Playing basketball is not writing novels, but giving yourself a stage name?

It sounds like the name of a male model!

Basketball Hall.

Qin Xun and Xia Shujie were more than one meter apart, staring at each other coldly.

Xia Ning walked between the two of them with a whistle hanging around his neck, holding the basketball in both hands, and said.

"Then the fight for the ball starts?"

Seeing both of them nodded.

She looked at Qin Xun and reminded him.

"Qin Xun, my dad is old, please don't make any dangerous moves."

Seeing Qin Xun nodding perfunctorily, she sighed inwardly.

In the morning, she warned Qin Xun to be careful, but all she got in exchange was "I promise not to beat his balls."

Now the reminder to him probably goes in one ear and out the other.

Xia Shujie was a little unhappy when he heard "older" and said coldly.

"Let's start quickly!"

Xia Ning had no choice but said "start" and threw the basketball high.

A moment!

Qin Xun bounced up like a flea, hugged the basketball with both hands at the highest point, landed, and rushed towards the basketball stand with the basketball in his arms.

One step, two steps, three steps.

high speed!

Like a cheetah with its butt on fire!

The whole set of actions is smooth and smooth!

Xia Ning and Xia Shujie were stunned.

Xia Shujie said as he saw Qin Xun holding the basketball in both hands and pointing straight at him without making any dribbling movements.

"Referee, um...he's walking!"

"Aren't you going to brag?"

"He's walking!"

Only then did Xia Ning react and reached out to touch the whistle.

She used to be a basketball referee in school and has a pair of sharp eyes. Every time she sees someone committing a foul, she can blow the whistle in time.

But today was the first time she saw someone so upright, unrestrained and unrestrained, committing fouls without any scruples.

For a moment, I even forgot to blow the whistle.

Who would commit such a foul in a basketball game?

Doesn't this insult the opponent, the audience, the referee, and himself?

As soon as Xia Ning put the whistle to her lips, she was frightened by Qin Xun's actions and opened her mouth, and the whistle fell.

In front of the basketball stand, Qin Xun jumped high, holding the basketball above his head with both hands.

That height!

That power!

That momentum!

She seemed to be able to hear the sound of the basketball being dunked into the basket the next second!

Xia Shujie was a little nervous.

Such jumping power!

As expected of a martial arts practitioner!

Could it be that he was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger just now?

next second.

Qin Xun took action and slammed the basketball...on the basketball board! ! !

boom!

The pinball bounced!

Qin Xun fell to the ground, turned his head and watched the flying basketball draw a long arc, fall to the ground and roll out.

He was a little confused.

None of these are included?

Isn't it a dunk that I'm thinking about?

Why did you hit the basketball board?

My sports devil skills are lonely?

suddenly.

"Beep—"

Qin Xun heard a harsh whistle, came back to his senses, and looked at Xia Ning.

I saw Xia Ning walking over quickly with a whistle in her mouth, stood in front of him, released the whistle from her lips, and said seriously.

"Player Qin Xun, you committed a foul!"

"You walked!"

"And keep walking!"

As she spoke, she adjusted her direction, turned her back to Xia Shujie, revealed a smile on her lips, and whispered.

"Why don't you dribble the ball every time?"

"Moreover, the basket is less than half a meter away from your ball, and you refuse to score."

"I know you really want to be his son, but..."

"The way you flatter my dad is too hardcore. Just try to pretend. You can't be so upright."

After saying that, she smiled until her eyes turned into crescent moons.

Qin Xun was speechless when he saw the smile on Xia Ning's face.

Who wants to be that Lao Deng’s son?

Who wants to flatter that old man?

Just now, all I could think about was a macho dunk. I would grab the ball and run. When I got to the basket, I would jump up and hit it inside.

Who could have imagined that such a big person would be lost?

Is there a bug in the system's skills this time?

My previous skills in marketing, singing, acting, and medicine are all completely integrated with my body. Whatever my heart thinks, my body will automatically act appropriately.

But why is this sports devil’s skills as good as those of a clown?

Is my 1 million yuan worth of fishing in vain?

It shouldn’t be!

Qin Xunzheng didn't know what to do. Suddenly he heard a "bang bang" sound and turned his head to look.

I saw Xia Shujie strolling over with a smile on his face and a ball in his hand. He stood not far away from him and made a beautiful shot.

The basketball flew out of his hand in a beautiful arc.

puff!

The basketball is hollow and caught in the net!

Xia Shujie walked up to Qin Xun and mocked with a smile.

"It was scary how high you jumped just now, but basketball is not just a contest of strength, it's more about skills."

"Were you practicing sprinting and high jumping during those two and a half years?"

After a pause, he said again.

"I can't fight."

He stretched out a hand and waved it in front of Qin Xun's eyes.

"You can't play ball."

Qin Xun was very dissatisfied when he saw him attacking with his face, and retorted.

"You know I'm a good fighter, but you still dare to say that about me?"

"Do you believe it or not..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a shrill whistle sound.

"Beep-"

Qin Xun turned around and saw Xia Ning's stern eyes warning.

"Contestant Qin Xun, please watch your words."

"This is the court, not the Octagon."

Hearing Xia Ning say this, he stopped talking.

Saying you're going to fight when you can't win is the same behavior as taking the ball away and saying "My mom told me to go home for dinner" when you can't win.

this is not good.

A man must be able to afford to lose!

This bullshit sports demon skill is really harmful!

Xia Shujie felt very happy when he saw Qin Xun's prostate inflammation due to anger.

You want to recognize me as your brother, but I must recognize you as my son today.

Although there are no less than 10 million people in the world who want to be my Xia Shujie's son, no one with the upper hand in the gambling game can bear this kind of insult.

Xia Shujie picked up the basketball from the basketball, handed it to Qin Xun who was in a daze, and said with a smile.

"Qin Xun, it's your turn to attack again!"

As he spoke, he glanced at Xia Ning and said.

"Referee, I just scored a point, now it's 1-0."

Qin Xun walked to the three-point line with the basketball in his arms and patted the ball gently. He saw Xia Shujie walking over and standing in front of him, opening his arms in a defensive posture.

He closed his eyes and recalled the scene in the mysterious space of the system.