Chapter 65 We Bag the Dirty Clothes for Four Years of University

In order to uphold the honor of the Management Department, the four class beauties made a daring move.

Holding hands, they formed a circle and surrounded Ning Chuan in the center.

"Ning Chuan, you don't understand basketball. You must step down!" they exclaimed.

"Ning Chuan, don't be impulsive! We appreciate that you were able to defeat those Korean international students before, and you have already brought honor to the Management Department. Don't ruin everything because of impulsiveness!" they pleaded.

"Ning Chuan, you were a hero in the Management Department. Don't become a sinner because of reckless actions!" they urged.

"Basketball isn't as simple as you think. Let's stay on the sidelines and cheer!" Jiang Churan and the four class beauties said firmly in unison.

Ning Chuan looked at the four class beauties surrounding him and felt a headache coming on.

These girls were clearly so naive, so why were they so confident?

But now, with these four girls surrounding him, he couldn't just directly push them away, could he?

"I'm telling you, I'll win if I play. Don't cause any trouble," Ning Chuan helplessly said.

"Anyone can talk big. But what if you play and lose?" Jiang Churan immediately retorted.

"If I lose, I will leave Jiangnan University and drop out," Ning Chuan declared.

"You..."

Jiang Churan didn't expect Ning Chuan to say something like that.

"Fine, it's your own decision!" Wu Junyong, who was nearby, suddenly brightened up and quickly responded.

Ning Chuan didn't even look at Wu Junyong. He said to Jiang Churan and the four girls, "Can you step aside now? If I can't win, I'll drop out of school. What else do you want?"

Jiang Churan's face turned red, and impulsively she said, "Alright, Ning Chuan, since you're determined, I'll make a deal with you. If you can win the game, I'll be your girlfriend!"

Mo Wanqiu, Xie Yanran, and He Lingling chimed in together, "We will too!"

Ning Chuan frowned and glanced at the four girls. "Again? Didn't I already reject you all last time? I'm not interested in girls like you! But if you insist, then take over the task of doing my laundry from now on."

The conversation between Ning Chuan and the four girls exploded like a bomb.

The students from the Management Department, although surprised, were not as shocked due to the previous incident.

However, the students from the Foreign Language Department erupted immediately.

"What the hell is going on over there? Is that guy from the Management Department trying to show off? He's being surrounded by their four class beauties, and they're offering to be his girlfriends, but he's not interested?"

"He's just pretending to be cool!"

"Well, maybe he knows his limitations and realizes he can't beat us."

At that moment, Wu Junyong walked forward and deliberately said, "Alright, since Ning Chuan has the confidence to defeat the Foreign Language Department, let him play. What if a miracle happens?"

Wu Junyong certainly didn't have good intentions.

If Ning Chuan couldn't win, he would drop out of school, and Wu Junyong wanted to make that happen.

This way, no one in the Management Department would be able to overshadow him anymore.

"Let's let the boss give it a try. Who knows, maybe he really can do it?" Ji Xingyu also stepped forward to support Ning Chuan.

He genuinely hoped that Ning Chuan could create a miracle.

Jiang Churan and the four class beauties exchanged glances and eventually let go of their hands.

"Ning Chuan, you better really be able to create a miracle and defeat the Foreign Language Department!" Jiang Churan gritted her teeth.

"Ning Chuan, if you can really defeat the Foreign Language Department, we'll handle your dirty laundry for the four years of university!" Mo Wanqiu, Xie Yanran, and He Lingling added.

The game resumed once again."Ning Chuan, you want to turn the tide, right? Here, take the ball."

Wu Junyong dribbled the ball to the center of the court and deliberately passed it to Ning Chuan, hoping to see him embarrass himself.

"Okay."

Ning Chuan stood at the center line, receiving the ball with both hands.

Without hesitation, he immediately lifted his hand and took a shot!

A shot from the center line!

Without even jumping!

Wu Junyong, who passed the ball to Ning Chuan, was dumbfounded, frozen in place.

"What the hell! Ning Chuan is so damn bold! He dares to shoot from the center line?"

"Can he even reach the backboard?"

"With Ning Chuan's strength, he might be able to throw it past half-court, but shooting in basketball isn't just about distance. The key is to be accurate and get the ball in the basket!"

"Shooting from the center line? Haha, forget it. Even those professional players in the US, if they want to shoot from the center line, the success rate would be..."

Amidst the discussions, Ning Chuan released the basketball with a calm expression on his face.

The basketball drew a long arc in the air.

Swoosh!

Hollow shot!

The entire arena fell into silence, not a sound could be heard!

"Did we see it wrong? Maybe he didn't even touch the backboard, and we mistook it for a hollow shot?"

Someone rubbed their eyes forcefully.

Tweet!

At that moment, the referee blew the whistle, signaling that the shot was valid.

"He must have been lucky to fluke it! Even a blind cat can catch a dead mouse sometimes!" Wu Junyong's mouth twitched.

"Ning Chuan's luck is just too good, isn't it? But luck is something that works once or twice, not three or four times!"

"Yeah, you can score one basket by luck, but you can't keep having such lucky breaks, right?"

Mo Wanqiu and the other class beauties shook their heads.

"Ning Chuan, so this is what you meant by saying that you'll win as soon as you step on the court? I don't believe it. Let's see if you can have this kind of luck with your next shot!"

Jiang Churan also furrowed her eyebrows.

"Boss, your luck is not bad!"

Even Ji Xingyu thought that Ning Chuan relied on luck and happened to fluke it.

The black player from the Foreign Language Department was also stunned by Ning Chuan's shot. When he dribbled up for the attack, he was unexpectedly robbed of the ball, and the basketball once again ended up in Wu Junyong's hands.

Wu Junyong dribbled the ball and originally planned to attack himself, but when he saw Ning Chuan, his eyes suddenly lit up.

He deliberately passed the ball to Ning Chuan and said loudly, "Ning Chuan, one more shot! Show them that it's not just luck and laziness!"

By now, Ning Chuan was no longer at the center line but under his own basket.

Ning Chuan received the ball passed by Wu Junyong and once again, without hesitation, lifted his hand to shoot!

"Boss, don't be impulsive!"

Ji Xingyu outside the court was shocked.

Ning Chuan was shooting from under his own basket, aiming for the opposing basket?

A shot that would cross the entire court?

What is the boss thinking?

"Haha! Ning Chuan must have gone crazy!"

"Tsk tsk, shooting from under your own basket to the opposite one, even NBA All-Stars can't

do that, right?"

Laughter erupted from everyone.

"This Ning Chuan! Is he really just trying to drop out of school?"

Jiang Churan on the stands jumped up in anger.

Mo Wanqiu and the other three class beauties shook their heads in extreme disappointment.