Ye Wuque came out of Sister Hua’s shop and had lunch. It was already past one pm. Sister Hua did not contact Ye Wuque. Ye Wuque called and was not in the service area. Ye Wuque went to school first.

Since yesterday, Qi Liang has been training with several boys in the class. Yesterday, Ye Wuque called Qi Liang and said that Ye Wuque had something to do and could not go again today.

When they arrived at school, the sun was getting hot at 2 o'clock, and Ye Wuque was sweating all over the road, let alone those who were playing basketball.

Qi Liang's injuries were not yet scabbed, so he stopped moving. Now he is easily infected by the sun and sweating. He doesn't care about it anymore and is working hard to coach a few classmates who are not good at playing ball on the court.

Under the basketball rack, three boys had been replaced. One of them was lying on the chair next to him, wearing a thick mouthful of clothes. A man next to him wiped his head with ice water, which seemed to have heatstroke.

"What's wrong?"

Ye Wuque hurried over, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and asked.

"I don't know, it seems to be heatstroke."

A classmate next to him said.

"I'll take a look."

Ye Wuque took the ice water, touched the head of the sad child lying on the chair, and then touched his face. Fortunately, he had a slight heatstroke: "Help him sit under the shade of the tree for a while, and drink some water."

"How about it?"

Seeing that Ye Wuque had come, Qi Liang walked over directly, as if he had something to say to Ye Wuque, but before he could speak, Ye Wuque asked first.

"It's okay. If you can barely drive the ball, you won't expect to shoot. The ball feels a little bad, but the ball feels can't be practiced at once. This kind of surprise training can only train them to drive the ball and pass the ball. It's impossible for them to give them a chance to shoot at a fixed point on the court."

Qi Liang reached out and wiped his sweat. Seeing Ye Wuque smiled: "It's good now. One of us injured our legs and the other injured our hands. We are both half-invasive. It's not easy to play that game on Wednesday."

Ye Wuque also smiled: "That's right, Ye Wuque hopes to win, the height advantage and experience advantage are there. If I don't get 00 points out, they made a mistake."

"Do you want to come and have fun?"

Qi Liang tried to ask.

"OK!"

Ye Wuque agreed. After all, Ye Wuque hasn't played for a long time. Although Ye Wuque is uncomfortable running now, he still can shoot and shoot.

"Qiu, Ye Wuque and others go to the venue next to you."

Qi Liang stretched out his foot and hung a ball, lowered it to Ye Wuque, and walked over first.

Ye Wuque knew that Qi Liang's original intention was to test Ye Wuque's strength. Although he was harmonious with Ye Wuque in terms of face, he probably still had some grudges in his heart.

After all, he could not have forgotten the humiliation that day so quickly.

Ye Wuque slapped the ball, walked under the rebound, hooked his hand casually, looked up at the ball and rubbed the board, and then went in with a clang. Ye Wuque knew that he felt that it was not much worse.

When Qi Liang saw Ye Wuque taking action, he glanced at this side, but soon there was a little disdain in his eyes. He had to say that it was just a pediatric department.

"I'll try three points first."

Ye Wuque said as if he was explaining, and slowly walked out of the three-point line with the ball, walked to the 45-degree angle, took a deep breath, then pinched the ball, gently tiptoed with his feet, jumped up a few centimeters, and his arms popped out like a spring!

The ball drew a parabola in the air and then landed on the ground with a bang - the legendary Sanbushi.

Qi Liang, who was standing under the board, reached out and grabbed the ball, laughed: "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, take your time."

Looking at Qi Liang's expression, Ye Wuque knew that he was smug, but Ye Wuque couldn't imagine what was good about smug. Ye Wuque just tried the ball sense. Ye Wuque didn't aim just now. He didn't need to aim, and the ball sense alone had a goal rate of 70%. Of course, this is when training, if he could have such a high three-point goal rate on the court, then Ye Wuque would be amazing.

After taking the second serve, Ye Wuque was not in a hurry. He first patted the ground and stepped on his feet to the rhythm of the ball. Dribbling the ball is rhythmic, but many people don’t pay attention to this, or after playing for a long time, their bodies have this habit, but they don’t know it.

Simply put, rhythm is to use every muscle in your body well and let it exert its maximum strength when it is right.

Suddenly, Ye Wuque grabbed the ball, raised his head suddenly, jumped up, his eyes locked in the basket, and his hands were one point!

The ball flew out quickly, and then bang!

It hit the basket and bounced back.

Alas, my accuracy is still a little bit bad.

"Oh, don't be nervous when you say it!"

Qi Liang was even happier after the second shot failed. He probably shouted in his heart: I asked you to choose three points, let you show off, now you are pretending to be shit!

The ball bounced a few times and then returned to Ye Wuque's side. Ye Wuque walked over, took the ball, took a deep breath, and took a few steps back.

When Qi Liang saw it, he immediately smiled: "Don't step back, force it to increase the difficulty! Don't be ok again!"

Before Qi Liang could finish his speech, the ball in Ye Wuque's hand had already gone out. There was no action or jump. It was just that simple and flew out in a simple and plain manner.

Then, swish!

Hollow.

The sound of the ball hitting the Internet was extremely clean and neat, which made Ye Wuque feel a little relieved.

"In, come in?"

Qi Liang looked at the shaking Nets in surprise, and looked at Ye Wuque in a daze.

"Sure enough, fixed-point shooting is still not suitable for me."

Ye Wuque shrugged his shoulders, walked slowly over, grabbed the ball, and swirled it into the air. As the ball fell on Ye Wuque's fingertips, he gently pulled it. Seeing the ball rotated on Ye Wuque's fingertips, he felt much more comfortable in his heart.

"Isn't it luck?"

Qi Liang looked at Ye Wuque with some doubts.

Ye Wuque didn't say a word, and walked to the three-point line with the ball, slapped twice, and started shooting directly.

one,

two,

Three,

Four,

Five!

Three-point five-point four-point!

Qi Liang stood under the basket, listening to the Nets keep swishing! Swish! Swish! Swish!

The whole person was stunned by Ye Wuque.

After Ye Wuque finished throwing five balls, Ye Wuque realized that the whole class was looking at Ye Wuque, with his expression the same as seeing an NBA superstar.

Five to four is not a very good result, after all, this is just a play.

Ye Wuque Junior High School Clan team has seen one of the most powerful players who specializes in three-pointers. No matter where, no matter where, no matter what angle, no matter what state, even if he falls, he can shoot the ball in an instant, basically maintaining the chance of 20 goals and I score 7 points, which is very terrifying.

He is not high, but he has very good jumping power, his feet are very steady and his ball feels extraordinary. Ye Wuque rarely sees him losing the ball in the game. Basically, he can shake three by dribbling the ball by one person.

But he just didn't play inside. The teacher asked him to play, but he didn't play, just shot three-pointers and three-pointers.

Once Ye Wuque asked him why, and he smiled and replied to Ye Wuque: "You are three-point handsome!"

Then Ye Wuque fell in love with three-pointers. Ye Wuque still learned a lot of skills in shooting three-pointers from him.

But Ye Wuque never met him again later, and he can only remember his name now.

His name is Xu Liangju.

Ye Wuque scored a few three-pointers, but for some reason, Ye Wuque became the "star of hope" in the team. Then he inexplicably inspired their enthusiasm for training. He played until almost five o'clock. When everyone became tired, they went home.

With such a big sun outside, Ye Wuque is almost as hot as an African, and his clothes are soaked. The first thing he does when he goes home is to take a shower and change clothes. Tomorrow on Monday, some of the students who live on campus have already returned to school. Ye Wuque and Yuaner do not live on campus, so they are still free tonight.

However, Yuan'er has a round of cram school tonight, and it has to be ten:20. Usually Ye Wuque goes to pick up Yuan'er, so it is probably not surprising today.

Now, the uncles and aunts usually let Ye Wuque and others go out for dinner on Sundays, so Ye Wuque took Yuan'er to have dinner and took her to cram school, and immediately didn't know what to do.

After Ye Wuque walked around, Ye Wuque discovered that An Ge’s bar was only two streets away from this place. It happened that last time An Ge didn’t have time to take Ye Wuque to learn about the bar. It was still early and there were not many people in the bar, so it would be better to look for An Ge.

Ye Wuque went to the bar and waited for a while. Then Ange led Ye Wuque around. It was past nine o'clock. Ange took Ye Wuque with him and was about to let Ye Wuque take a break. Ye Wuque asked Ange about the Blackfield and the Ninth Brother this morning, how did a street produce so much money? Ye Wuque still couldn't figure it out.

Brother An smiled and immediately explained patiently to Ye Wuque.

Nowadays, many businesses are not easy to do when going to the underworld. Where there are smaller power, the underworld dares not interfere in big business at all. This does not mean that there is no other thing to be reaped.

For example, if the two communities are being prepared for tender, a construction team will need a construction team to build the community? Many of the resources required by the construction team are actually in the hands of local forces. In order to make money, the construction team often takes cheaper building materials under the introduction of local forces, and then local forces will distribute dividends. After the two large communities are established, the dividends will exceed 500,000. After the house is built, the protection fees provided by the community to local forces are calculated based on the cap, but these are actually secretly deducted from the property management fee. The commercial prosperity brought by the influx of people, the supermarkets, restaurants, many food, goods, and materials on the street are controlled by local forces, so local forces are no longer so black, but are more inclined to commercialization.

As for bar nightclub massage cities, local forces can do more or less, and the previous model has been abandoned.

After listening to An Ge's explanation, Ye Wuque understood a lot. This operation mode mainly requires the goods channel and control the huge income brought by the goods channel. It is indeed not to be underestimated. Moreover, An Ge also mentioned a very interesting thing, that is, the current local forces generally have three disregards.

The stall vendors don’t care because they don’t make much money, so there is no need to squeeze them. Besides, they have an urban management brigade to squeeze them out, which is already miserable. Sometimes local forces will help some stall vendors fight against some uncivilized urban management management, which seems a bit humane.

Then there is no matter how old, young, women and children are concerned. Simply put, it is just that the vulnerable groups are concerned. Generally, conflicts between students are ignored by local forces, unless the situation is serious. Because that kind of thing is basically thankless.

The third one is to ignore the backend. Basically, people and shops rarely care about it. It is not that they don’t charge protection fees, but that they don’t deal with them at all, as long as they don’t come to them.

This kind of local forces has emerged in recent years, and the new model has brought great changes. Of course, there are still many older local forces that handle their own affairs in their own way.

Most local struggles are basically concentrated on the territory issue and the dispute between the old and new schools.

Ye Wuque doesn’t know which kind of Kuroda belongs to, but Brother Jiu probably belongs to the new school.
Chapter completed!