My Co-renting Lady Boss
Chapter 26 - 0026: God-like Teammates

Chapter 26: Chapter 0026: God-like Teammates

Li Yuanyuan was true to her name: she was very fair and round, but not ugly—just a bit overweight. At this moment, she held popcorn in her hand, relentlessly popping it into her mouth.

"How can you still be eating? Didn’t you say you wanted to lose weight?" Xia Wei’er advised.

"Heh, can’t seem to lose it," she chuckled.

Li Yuanyuan laughed and then changed the subject, "Wei’er, Ma Gangqiang will be on the field in a moment. Don’t get too excited."

"Hmph."

Remembering the incident from that day, Xia Wei’er had completely lost any good feelings towards Ma Gangqiang.

"What’s wrong? Do you dislike Ma Gangqiang now?"

"I think he’s pretty handsome, and he’s good at basketball, too. Everyone in our class says he resembles Liuchuan Feng," said Li Yuanyuan.

"Can we not talk about him? Just hearing his name annoys me."

As Xia Wei’er glanced at the basketball court, she spotted Tang Ming.

She had never seen this boy before; he looked very ordinary. However, the way he looked at her earlier was very clear and pure, and now he was making extremely funny motions that didn’t resemble warm-up exercises at all.

The other four teammates from Class Five saw Tang Ming stretching his legs and felt even more downcast.

This wasn’t some kind of performance. Usually, basketball warm-ups consisted of whole-body movements and shooting to get a feel for the ball. Nobody would be stretching their legs right before the start of the game.

Following the referee’s whistle, all other personnel left the court, leaving just the ten players from the two classes.

Ma Gangqiang looked at the ragtag players from Class Five with a disdainful smile all over his face.

"No aggressive moves during the game, okay? Competition comes second, friendship comes first," the referee said, before instructing the students from both sides to take their positions.

As the start of the game approached, the students from both classes fixed their eyes on the court.

Suddenly, someone shouted, "Go Class Five!"

Immediately, a chorus of cheers for Class Five erupted, especially from the cluster of girls who were especially enthusiastic. They might not win, but they were determined to overpower the other side in terms of spirit.

The students from Class Nine responded energetically, shouting loudly one after another, and the basketball court came to resemble a battlefield, with students from both classes becoming infectious with their enthusiasm.

With the referee’s jump ball at mid-court, the game officially kicked off. Although the skills of Class Five’s players were lacking, they still enthusiastically joined in the defense, moving with purpose and form, clearly having watched plenty of basketball games.

No one dared to guard Ma Gangqiang, so it was naturally Tang Ming who stepped up. At that moment near the three-point arc, Ma Gangqiang dribbled the ball arrogantly and said to Tang Ming who was guarding him in front, "Try to stop this."

No sooner had he spoken than he dribbled with a false move, bypassed Tang Ming, and drove to the basket for a layup off the board.

With the score beginning, Class Nine’s students’ enthusiasm soared. Ma Gangqiang approached Tang Ming, bumped into him, and said, "I knew you couldn’t guard me, trash."

"We’ll see who’s trash in a bit," Tang Ming said without batting an eye.

It was Class Five’s turn to attack. Tang Ming was supposed to receive the ball, but instead, a teammate dribbled past half-court. Suddenly, two Class Nine players double-teamed him, snatching the ball away and scoring another fast break.

Class Nine’s students celebrated wildly while Class Five seemed disheartened as the score quickly widened to ten to zero.

"Alas, it’s hopeless. Even if we score a few points, it’s useless," said the girls from Class Five, shaking their heads.

Liu Mengting didn’t care about any of this. She knew exactly what her male classmates were like—basketball had nothing to do with them, they were just there to be thrashed on the court.

Tang Ming was furious too; those four damn fools wouldn’t pass him the ball, and without the skills, they either got intercepted or couldn’t land a shot—letting the opposing side score five in a row.

"Forget it, we can’t win," he thought.

After only a short run, one guy was already panting heavily, no one knew whether it was due to too much masturbation.

"Give me the ball in a bit."

Tang Ming spoke up.

The other four paid him no mind, but one of them, tasked with the throw-in, hesitated.

With the other three lacking good positions, the ball had to be thrown to Tang Ming.

After getting the ball past half-court, Tang Ming’s speed was swift, and he dribbled skillfully, his defender couldn’t manage to steal regardless of his attempts.

This certainly captured the attention of the students from Class 5.

"Look, Tang Ming can play basketball."

A girl said, prompting Liu Mengting to turn her head and watch as well.

As Tang Ming handled the ball with great speed and kept shaking off defenders, he found no opportunity to break through. Considering a pass to his teammates might result in a loss, he had no choice but to go solo.

In a moment when his opponents were caught off-guard, Tang Ming swiftly jumped for a shot. The basketball left his hands, tracing an arc in mid-air before heading towards the net.

Everyone held their breath, including the nine players on the court. It was a difficult three-pointer.

Swish!

The ball went through the net cleanly, Class 5 scored their first three-pointer.

Instantly, the students from Class 5 erupted into cheers. Two-pointers were nothing special, but three-pointers were thrilling, especially when the shot swished through the net. Add to that Tang Ming’s slightly leaning and graceful shooting style—it was a sheer pleasure to watch, so clean and crisp.

"Tang Ming, you’re so cool."

The girls from Class 5 shouted loudly.

"Tang Ming, another three-pointer, another three-pointer!"

Faced with the cheers of his classmates, Tang Ming began to regain the feeling of being the protagonist.

On the other side, Ma Gangqiang barked at the person defending Tang Ming, "What kind of defense is that? You let him score a three-pointer."

"Gangqiang brother, that kid definitely fluked that one," the guy said with an ugly expression.

Determined to save face, Ma Gangqiang took it upon himself to carry the ball past half-court, facing Tang Ming’s defense.

As the main scoring guard of the school team, Ma Gangqiang’s skills were not only good, but his speed was also extremely fast, especially his ability to change directions, which often left defenders scrambling.

Using a move above the three-point arc to shake off his opponent and then driving straight to the basket had also earned him the admiration of many girls.

With a light feint followed by a swift change of direction, Tang Ming purposefully avoided blocking his path.

Ma Gangqiang smiled faintly, thinking trash remained trash, then charged toward the basket, taking off near the free-throw line with three big steps.

As he raised one hand and prepared to bank the ball into the hoop—a play that could certainly evoke a frenzy among the students, reminiscent of an NBA star ending the career of a defender—

But as the basketball was about to go in, a large hand descended from above and plucked the ball right out of the air.

A block—a solid snatch block at that, was a truly embarrassing scene to witness.

In an instant, the students of Class 5 exploded with fervent applause as Tang Ming leapt high to snatch Ma Gangqiang’s layup, then swiftly pushed back to the opponent’s zone to score with another layup.

The score caught up, and the students of Class 5 were ecstatic, shouting Tang Ming’s name one after another.

"This guy is so good at basketball, why didn’t I notice it before?"

Liu Mengting mumbled in her heart, but she had seen Tang Ming’s last two plays, and indeed they were pretty, enough to get the blood pumping.