17 Please Call Me the Three-Pointer Prince

Cheng Nuo stood blankly at the half of the basketball court he was supposed to be in. Although he was participating in the match, his attention was not on the match. The different data of the girls who were watching the match entered his brain.

Cheng Nuo was very happy. However, Lin Hu and the rest of the team were suffering.

Four versus five was definitely difficult. Moreover, amongst the four of them, apart from Lin Hu, the skills of the other players were very average.

Although none of the players from class three could match up to Lin Hu individually, all five players had relatively equal skills.

No matter how good Lin Hu was, it was difficult for him to play against four other people.

Pang—!

With a perfect dunk, class three obtained two more points.

Now the score was 18:24. Class 18 was losing.

"F*ck!" Lin Hu shouted in anger and felt disappointed.

"We cannot win like this! Why can't Cheng Nuo play basketball?! Why?!"

Until now, Lin Hu was still bothered by this.

With the commands of the referee, the match continued.

Perhaps because they knew that their chances of winning were slim, Lin Hu and the three other players played without energy.

The gap in points between the two teams became greater.

20:30! 24:38! 28:48!…

"Cheng Nuo, catch!" Lin Hu finally intercepted the ball from the tanned student. Initially, he wanted to pass the ball to the other three players, but they were too far. Therefore, he could only pass it to Cheng Nuo, who was the closest to him.

Cheng Nuo was stunned. He stretched out his arms instinctively and the ball landed in his hands.

"Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?"

Cheng Nuo held the ball with a blank face.

The players from class three changed their target from Lin Hu to Cheng Nuo.

"Cheng Nuo, pass the ball! Pass!" Lin Hu shouted loudly.

"Oh, all right," Cheng Nuo replied. He was about to pass the ball to another teammate when a figure zoomed past him. The ball that Cheng Nuo was holding was snatched by the tanned student.

"Where's the ball?! F*ck, where's my ball?!"

Cheng Nuo looked down at his empty hands and was speechless.

The tanned student who had snatched the ball from Cheng Nuo jumped up for a dunk.

Swoosh!

Another dunk!

The score was 24:50!

Cheers of victory were heard from class three. Although only half the time had passed, with such a huge difference in points, it was unlikely for class 18 to catch up.

Compared to the cheers from class three, class 18 was in misery.

Su Xiaoxiao frowned and looked disheartened. "A difference of 26 points. I don't think it is possible to catch up!"

Mu Leng was not as disappointed. Instead, she smirked because of Cheng Nuo's embarrassment earlier on. She had clearly seen Cheng Nuo's blank face when he was passed the ball. "Haha, Cheng Nuo, let's see how you save this."

At this point in the match, be it the players or the spectators, nobody thought that class 18 could still win.

However, there was an exception—Cheng Nuo!

Cheng Nuo felt disappointed when the ball was snatched by the tanned student.

The ball had been snatched just like that!

Because of that, class three had scored two more points.

Initially, Cheng Nuo did not care about winning. However, it seemed he had to start getting serious!

Otherwise, if the difference between the scores was too big, class 18 would become the laughing stock of the entire school.

The game continued!

Lin Hu attacked the basket with the basketball. However, the five players of class three had a perfect defense and began to snatch the ball from Lin Hu. Lin Hu was about to lose his possession of the ball.

"Lin Hu, pass the ball to me!" Cheng Nuo waved and shouted at Lin Hu at the end of the court.

Lin Hu hesitated as he thought that Cheng Nuo was unreliable. However, he decided to just do it since they were already losing.

Lin Hu passed the ball to Cheng Nuo without much hope. Cheng Nuo caught the ball.

The weight of the ball was 598.87 grams, the circumference was 78.54 centimeters, the diameter was 24.62 centimeters, and the width of the connection part on the surface of the ball was 5.35 centimeters.

The distance from the net was 7.54 meters, the wind speed was 0.54 meters per second, the gravity was 9.785 meters per second squared, and the height of the net was 3.04 meters…

In order to throw the ball into the net, he had to use 68.86 Newtons of force, give it a height of 2.14 meters, and at an angle of 45.25 degrees…

The data was formulated and calculated in Cheng Nuo's mind. All the data required to score a basket was calculated by Cheng Nuo.

Swoosh—

Cheng Nuo tossed the ball casually from his spot.

The ball formed a parabola and entered the net.

Three-pointer, it was a perfect three-pointer!

Lin Hu was stunned as he did not expect Cheng Nuo to score. Moreover, he had scored a three-pointer. He walked over and patted Cheng Nuo's shoulder and smiled. "Cheng Nuo, you are pretty lucky. You actually managed to score like that!"

Clearly, Lin Hu thought Cheng Nuo had managed to score because of luck.

Hearing that, Cheng Nuo smiled and did not explain.

In the spectator stand, Mu Leng, who had been observing Cheng Nuo all along, frowned when she saw the perfect three-pointer. She mumbled, "He must have gotten lucky!"

The players from class three also did not care about Cheng Nuo's score.

It was only a three-pointer. Class 18 was still losing.

The game continued!

"Pass me the ball!" Cheng Nuo shouted again. The person who had the possession of the ball was one of the players from class 18. He tossed the ball to Cheng Nuo, who was the nearest player to him.

Distance: 15.34 m, wind speed: -0.54 m/s, height: 2.54 m, angle: 67.28 degrees, force required: 100.87 Newtons…

Cheng Nuo held the ball with one hand and leaped as he threw the ball in the direction of the net.

The spectators all shook their heads in unison. Nobody thought Cheng Nuo would be able to score, as he was too far from the net!

A distance of more than 15 meters. That was even longer than half the court!

However, everyone's expressions became abnormal the next moment.

That was because Cheng Nuo had managed to score even though he had thrown the ball from so far away! He… scored! It was a f*cking clean shot!

How could they believe that!?

The spectators could no longer keep calm. The players of class three were clearly affected!

Luck? Or skills?

As Cheng Nuo had not done anything in the first half of the match, nobody in class three knew how good Cheng Nuo's skills were.

The score became 34:50 and the match continued!

After 15 seconds, Cheng Nuo caught a pass outside the three-point line.

Distance: 6.87 m, wind speed: 0.14 m/s, height: 2.21 m, angle: 35.98 degrees, force: 68.92 Newtons…

Cheng Nuo did not make any additional moves and tossed the ball immediately after catching it.

Swoosh—!

However, as expected, the ball went in the net. A clean shot!