Watching the tenth basketball pierce through the net and then hit the ground with a "thud" sound, Peng Xianggang couldn't be happier!

It wasn't only because this meant he had already won, but also because he broke his personal record; before today, his best was making seven out of ten shots!

Even without being guarded, a 7 out of 10 success rate on three-point shots is already impressive; achieving 9 out of 10 can only be described as terrifying!

However, when Peng Xianggang turned his head to look at Chu Ge, his eyelids couldn't help but twitch, and the excitement and pride in his heart suddenly dissipated more than half.

At this moment, on Chu Ge's face, there was none of the shock and anxiety he expected, or any expression at all.

Chu Ge was actually asleep! And he even looked like he was sound asleep! Slight snores were even coming from his nose and mouth.

Originally, Chen Lei wanted to say a few words of congratulations or something, but just as the words reached his mouth, he noticed the change in Peng Xianggang's expression. Following his gaze toward Chu Ge, his expression instantly became as conflicted and complex as someone constipated.

"Lei Zi, is this the weirdo who can pull off Sakuragi's dribbling? Is this the opponent you found for me?"

Looking at Chu Ge sleeping soundly, Peng Xianggang got more and more displeased as he looked, feeling as if he'd been played and insulted.

Chen Lei hastily said, "Peng Ge, don't get mad. I bet this kid is just pretending to sleep. He bet against you for ten thousand yuan, so it's already a wonder he's not scared to death; how could he possibly sleep?"

"Can someone who is pretending to sleep do it so well and snore so naturally?"

"Uh... I'll go wake him up."

Chen Lei really had no retort, as Chu Ge seemed genuinely sound asleep, nowhere near looking like he was pretending. He could only force a sheepish smile and then walked toward Chu Ge.

Once he reached the stands, just as Chen Lei was about to pat Chu Ge, Chu Ge yawned and woke up.

"Ah... that was a great sleep, hmm? Has he finished shooting all ten balls?"

Stretching lazily, Chu Ge rubbed his eyes and spoke to Chen Lei.

"Couldn't pretend to sleep anymore?"

Seeing Chu Ge looking all drowsy, Chen Lei felt a surge of anger and sarcastically taunted.

Chu Ge yawned again, directly ignoring Chen Lei's black face, and looked at Peng Xianggang, who also had a black face, "Sorry, didn't expect you'd shoot so slowly, fell asleep while waiting."

Peng Xianggang snorted heavily from his nose, "No need to sleep anymore, and no need to shoot, just hand over the money directly."

Showing a puzzled expression, Chu Ge scratched his head, "Why?"

Chen Lei frowned tightly and said in a cold voice, "Why? You really have the nerve to ask. I think you pretended to sleep just for this, right? Can't stand losing, so you're playing tricks with us, huh?"

"It's not like I don't believe what you guys say. Whatever you say it is, is fine. He's done shooting, right? Then I'll go. Who's delivering the ball for me?"

Leaving the bench, Chu Ge twisted his waist and yawned as he got off the stands, heading towards the basketball court.

"Lei Zi, you go deliver the ball for him, let's see how many he can actually make."

Chen Lei wanted to say something more, but Peng Xianggang spoke first. Even though Chu Ge's current nonchalant attitude made him extremely displeased, since it was a match, it should be finished to the end. He wanted to see what expression Chu Ge would have when he lost ten thousand yuan.

With Peng Xianggang's orders, Chen Lei could only nod and walk off the stands with Chu Ge, wearing a face full of mockery, "Chu Ge, whether you believe it or not, Peng Ge just made nine out of ten shots. I'd advise you to just hand over the ten thousand now instead of embarrassing yourself with these ten shots."

Stopping outside the three-point line, Chu Ge scratched his head and lazily said, "Pass the ball, we can talk after I finish."

"Won't buy the coffin until you see the grave!"

Chen Lei snorted disdainfully. Though he felt it unnecessary to deliver the ball for Chu Ge, since Peng Xianggang gave the order, and seeing as Chu Ge was determined not to give up easily, he still went ahead, collecting all ten basketballs and laying them out in a line on the ground, just like before.

"Give him the ball," Peng Xianggang said, arms crossed, speaking indifferently.

Chen Lei didn't want to waste any more words, so he picked up a basketball and tossed it over to Chu Ge. Since Chu Ge was set on losing this match in an ugly way, naturally, he was more than happy to watch.

It must be said, the angle Chen Lei passed this ball was quite bad; it wasn't a straight pass or a bounce pass, but rather a somewhat over-the-head high lob.

Watching Chu Ge standing still, not even glancing at him, Chen Lei couldn't help but smirk playfully, obviously thinking the ball was about to fly over Chu Ge's head.

However, at this moment, Chen Lei's playful expression turned into astonishment because Chu Ge suddenly moved, as if he had anticipated that the ball would reach that position at that moment, jumping without any warning.

Following that, Chu Ge supported the underside of the basketball with his right palm and then flicked his wrist, sending the basketball flying in a parabolic trajectory toward the hoop.

While Chen Lei marveled at Chu Ge's apparent clairvoyance, Peng Xianggang focused on the basketball whose trajectory had changed.

"Bang!" Off the board!

"Swish!" Into the net!

"Thud! Thud thud..." The basketball dropped to the ground.

Peng Xianggang's pupils suddenly constricted!

Chen Lei's eyes instinctively followed the sound to the basketball on the ground.

"Peng Ge, did that ball... go... in?"

Because it was so hard to believe, Chen Lei was stunned for two seconds before stammering to ask.

In Chen Lei's utterly astonished gaze, the equally stunned Peng Xianggang hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

It must be luck, definitely luck. This is absolutely not skill, just a blind cat stumbling upon a dead mouse!

Watching the basketball lightly bouncing on the ground, both Peng Xianggang and Chen Lei thought to themselves.

"Minister Chen, shall we continue?"

Chen Lei snapped back to reality, picked up the second basketball, and frowned as he passed it to Chu Ge.

Unlike Peng Xianggang's slow preparation, Chu Ge still showed no hesitation, seeming as if he didn't aim at all, yawning as his right hand casually tossed the ball the moment it touched it.

Clang!

The basketball spun a few rounds around the rim...

Swish!

It went in again!

If the first ball was luck, then with the second ball also going in, Peng Xianggang and Chen Lei couldn't help but take it seriously now.

They looked at the basketball that dropped to the ground again, then at Chu Ge, their expressions changing from indifference to full seriousness.

However, they weren't really worried about losing to Chu Ge, after all, Peng Xianggang could make nine out of ten shots, and for Chu Ge to win, he'd have to make all ten.

In their minds, ten out of ten three-pointers was simply impossible.

Not to mention, Chu Ge was just an amateur player working at a company, even a top NBA star specializing in three-pointers wouldn't dare boast such a feat.

While Chen Lei was staring at the second fallen basketball, still in a daze, Chu Ge's helpless voice echoed through the silent gym.

"Minister Chen, could you please speed it up? I'm a bit hungry, and the sooner I finish these ten shots, the sooner I can go eat."

Picking up the third basketball, Chen Lei threw it over again.

When Chu Ge's palm touched the basketball, he once again casually tossed it in a very unorthodox manner.

Swish! It went in again!

The fourth, the fifth, the sixth.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Chen Lei instinctively swallowed, and without realizing it, Peng Xianggang's eyes widened, his mouth agape.

The seventh, the eighth, the ninth!

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Chu Ge still threw the basketball the instant he touched it, his actions chaotic, the basketball ricocheting and swirling, yet... they all went in!

When the ninth basketball hit the backboard and then bounced into the hoop, landing with a thud on the ground, both Chen Lei and Peng Xianggang felt a chill run up their spines, their hearts sinking to the soles of their feet.

Despite witnessing Chu Ge's entire shooting process, at this moment, they couldn't believe their eyes, feeling as if they were in a dream.

They had seen accurate shooting before, but never someone as precise as Chu Ge.

These were three-pointers! From the third shot onwards, Chen Lei had been passing the ball as fast as he could!

And Chu Ge, while making these nine shots, was yawning, stretching, scratching his head, rubbing his nose.

Yet despite all this, his actions didn't affect his shooting in the slightest?

Every time Chen Lei threw over a basketball, he would nonchalantly and carelessly toss it without aiming. Despite having no professionalism in his actions, he made all nine three-point shots!

What... what kind of skill level is this? What kind of accuracy?

Is this Chu Ge even human? This is simply a shooting machine!

This time, Chen Lei and Peng Xianggang were truly dumbfounded, no longer seeing Chu Ge as a joke but as a monster, a complete monster.

It seemed... compared to Chu Ge, they were the jokes, two enormous jokes.

Gulping down a mouthful of saliva, Chen Lei turned his gaze to the last basketball on the floor, and at this moment, he finally experienced the feeling Pan Changqing had felt before.

Was that still a basketball? It was practically a bomb!

If Chu Ge really made it with this last basketball, then... not only would he and Peng Xianggang be utterly disgraced, but it also involved a whole thirty thousand dollars!

Chen Lei was conflicted, conflicted to the point of pain.

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