Chapter 184: Substitute - Joe Ying; Bet

Chapter 184

As the friendly match was about to turn into a brawl, the referee rushed forward at the risk of taking at least two heavy punches from Huo Chengdong to separate them.

Huo Chengdong and his gang helped their injured teammate, who had fallen, to the side to rest.

The teammate waved his hand, "Brother Cheng, I sprained my ankle. I guess I can't continue. Plus, I can't really keep up with the pace."

"I can't keep up with the pace either. Mainly because I practiced too intensely these couple days. My legs are like wet noodles," another said.

Huo Chengdong: "You all look young and athletic, but can barely make up half an ass."

Huo Chengdong glanced at the first half score.

7:13.

They were all ready to give up. "Where the hell am I gonna find substitutes?"

Feng Wenzhong popped up, "Young Huo, I'm pretty good at basketball."

Huo Chengdong wanted to beat him up. "Did you forget what happened at your school? I'm pissed right now. It'd be better if you make yourself scarce." Upstodatee from n(0)/ve/lbIn/.(co/m

Wearing jersey number one, Huo Chengdong stood with his hands on his hips, glaring at the gloating opponents.

And the cheerleading team came out again to hype up the crowd.

The more Huo Chengdong looked, the more annoyed he got. Suddenly, he had an idea.

Qiao Ying was replying to Qin Hanyue's message when Huo Chengdong's phone call came in.

"Hey Sis Ying, I'm in the middle of a match. We finished the first half. Did you come?" His eyes searched the spacious bleachers.

Qiao Ying ruthlessly ridiculed, "7 to 13. You're playing like shit. I was about to head over. Why'd you call me?"

"Don't leave yet. My teammate got injured and can't play. There are no substitutes. Help me think of something."

Qiao Ying: "Can you get an alternate player? Give me a day and I can find NBA players for you. Which ones do you want?"

Huo Chengdong didn't think she was joking at all.

"Come on. This is a student match, not an international tournament. What I mean is, Sis Ying, can you play basketball?"

"No."

Huo Chengdong's heart sank halfway. He just heard Qiao Ying mock their terrible play. And considering Qiao Ying's demonstration of skills on the school track, he thought she was a hidden basketball genius.

Turns out, her answer was a blunt no.

At least she was honest.

Huo Chengdong looked at his teammate whose foot hurt. "It's fine if you can't play. You can shoot accurately, right? I'll coordinate with you. A couple three pointers from you, win or lose, at least we won't lose too ugly."

"Sis Ying, help a brother out. This score difference is just too embarrassing. I kinda want to pick a fight with them after the match, at least to win something so we don't lose face this badly."

Look at this law student already plotting something to save face and confuse the focal point.

Aside from Qiao Ying not knowing how to play basketball, her arm was also injured and healing.

While Huo Chengdong was begging Qiao Ying for help on the phone, another voice cut in, "If you need a substitute, someone from our team can lend you one."

The opponent's basketball captain walked up to Huo Chengdong.

Qiao Ying: "You'll lose. Go around Peking University campus topless."

If not for Zhang Principal's old age, she wouldn't even let them keep their pants.

Chen Sheng sneered contemptuously. "Fine. If you lose, who'll run?" His eyes shifted to Huo Chengdong.

Huo Chengdong: "If we lose, I'll lead my team on the run."

Chen Sheng laughed. "I look forward to it."

Before leaving, he took another look at Qiao Ying. If not for considering Qin Hanyue and Huo Chengdong, he would've definitely done something.

"We're really gonna run if we lose? I'm not playing second half. I don't have to run, right?" the teammate with the sprained ankle half-joked.

As expected, he suffered another tongue-lashing from Huo Chengdong.

Huo Chengdong hitched up his jersey. "I have abs. Like I'm afraid. Even if I have to take my pants off, I have the capital for it."

His teammate looked at him. "......"

Qiao Ying looked at him. "......"

Xu Zhilǐ, who had followed them, spoke up expressionlessly, "Or I can go in. My basketball skills aren't great but I am a guy so I have some strength at least. If it really doesn't work out, I can ask my brother. Aside from studying, he plays basketball to exercise when free. He's pretty good."

Huo Chengdong: "Stay out of this. It's not your turn yet."

Qiao Ying: "I'll take 1st position. I intercept."

What the hell? "I'll take 1st position. I intercept." She didn't even know power forward from point guard.

That precise, cool three pointer from far away last time—was that just luck and strength?

"Sis Ying, you'll take center? You're what...1.65 meters? Chen Sheng is 1.8 meters! I don't have abs. None at all. So if possible, I'd like to keep some face." His teammate said weakly.

A few teammates murmured agreement.

Huo Chengdong: "Sis Ying, can you really play center?"

Qiao Ying: "Don't believe me? Let's go."

Huo Chengdong: "I believe, I believe! You take the spot."

With Huo Chengdong's approval, the other teammates didn't dare object.

Oh well. It's not like they could win anyway. Qiao Ying as center or not wouldn't make much difference between just losing ugly or losing really ugly.

Before taking the court, Huo Chengdong explained the rules to Qiao Ying.

"Sis Ying, understand?"

Qiao Ying stood with both hands tucked into her big sweater pocket. "Mm-hmm."

By halftime she had already figured out the rules.

Not that she needed to abide by these rules, since she wouldn't even come close to breaking them.

Huo Chengdong and a few of his teammates, upon hearing this "Mm-hmm", couldn't help but rub their own bellies.

Huo Chengdong consoled: "It's alright. Sis Ying, why don't you change into different clothes? That sweatshirt and cap are so bulky and get in the way."

Qiao Ying: "It's just 15 minutes, not worth the effort."