Strong Offense And Defense Chapter 7

Translator: Re

Editor: Mims

“Peng–” 

 

Nie Chuan had just raised his hand when the ball was blocked by Montenegro. 

Ewing's anger was boiling. “Hey – you made a mistake! Don't you know how to shoot! You should have shot immediately after getting past Montenegro! Your legs are not as long as his! Your explosiveness is not as good as his! Why would you want to leave time for him to catch up to you!” 

 

Nie Chuan opened his mouth. He really wanted to answer Ewing: I really can't shoot… 

But he was afraid Ewing would beat him. 

 

Nie Chuan exhaled, it seems that he really has to change his method. 

This time, Montenegro's defense against Nie Chuan became more cautious. No matter how Nie Chuan faked or how dexterous his footsteps, Montenegro was almost right on his heel.

 

Nie Chuan couldn't understand, Montenegro is so big, how can he be so keen. 

What should he do? He can't get through Montenegro… 

 

In his mind suddenly appeared the scenes of how Reece Reddington had pa.s.sed him that day on the basketball court, one by one like a slow motion replay.

Nie Chuan's body moved with that rhythm, quickly and decisively. 

 

Montenegro moved but couldn't keep up with Nie Chuan's sudden change of speed. With a turn of his body, Nie Chuan pa.s.sed Montenegro. He was about to dribble the ball to the basket when Montenegro jumped up sharply. Ewing opened his mouth to curse again when Nie Chuan retracted the ball and took off again at the moment of landing. 

His air time was completely beyond everyone's expectations. His whole person was as light and weightless as a feather blown by the wind.

 

He quickly exceeded the height of Montenegro who was landing and was about to shoot the ball.

Montenegro took off again from the ground with explosive power and gave Nie Chuan a super big hot pot. 

[T/N: the a.n.a.logy here is that he blocked or "covered" Nie Chuan's shot like how you would cover a hot pot]

This time Nie Chuan was really shocked into falling on the ground and looked up foolishly at Montenegro.

Really… terrible… 

Nie Chuan thought that his head would be broken by Montenegro! 

Carlo came forward in a couple steps and waved his hand in front of Nie Chuan. “Hey, Allen! Are you okay? What's wrong? Did you get hurt somewhere?” 

Nie Chuan swallowed and hesitated to take Carlo's hand. 

On the contrary, Montenegro, with a guilty appearance, bent down and clasped Nie Chuan's shoulder. 

Nie Chuan's shoulders jerked in fright from the pressure.

Montenegro lifted Nie Chuan from the ground with ease. Ewing came over aggressively at this time.

“Can you, this kid, even shoot? Can you? If earlier I had been the one to arrive at your height just now, I would have definitely shot but you actually let Montenegro block you? What are you even made of? Are you a pudding? Who do you think Montenegro is? He is one of the top three centers in the league! Blocking you is easier than  hitting a fly!” 

A smile pulled at the corner of Nie Chuan's lips. He wanted to say that “the technical skill needed for hitting flies is rather high.” Comparing his hot pot with hitting flies is insulting to Montenegro! 

“Ewing! Ewing don't be agitated! Allen has never partic.i.p.ated in a match. He's inexperienced! We need to take things slowly!” Carlo quickly stopped Ewing. 

Nie Chuan sighed helplessly.

He's really had enough. On the public basketball court he had been inexplicably challenged by Reece Reddington. When he returned to the school, that guy called Montenegro continuously covered three hot pots! He simply couldn't be more angry! And then there was a madman called Ewing who scolded him right in his face.

“A group of mental cases,” Nie Chuan hatefully said in Chinese. 

“Hah, what?” Ewing raised his eyebrows. He knew that Nie Chuan definitely did not say anything good. 

“What did he say?” Carlo looked in the direction of Reece. 

Reece turned his face, a cold smile forming on his lips. Nie Chuan's every pore was filled with chills.

Does Reece Reddington know Chinese? 

Impossible ba?

Chinese is so broad and profound, there shouldn't be many foreigners who can master it ba?

“He said, you are all mental cases.” Reece looked into Nie Chuan's eyes and translated it intact. 

“What?” Ewing almost jumped up. 

“What?” Carlo almost didn't plan to stop Ewing. 

Nie Chuan quickly turned around, grabbed Zhou Bin and ran. 

“I have to go to the library! Goodbye!” 

It is best not to meet again! 

Looking at Nie Chuan's back as he ran away, Ewing was furious. “He actually called us mental cases? I gave up my nap time to watch this guy play basketball and was actually called a mental case!” 

“If taking someone from the school cafe to the basketball court without their consent and asking for a match without even considering the other person's wishes is not considered psychotic, then Nie Chuan is indeed in the wrong.” Reece coolly looked at Carlo. 

“It turned out to be like this!” Ewing glared at Carlo. “Do you even understand courtesy! You idiot! He must have thought that we're bad people, using basketball to bully him!” 

“You're telling me about courtesy? Who was the one that criticized him from head to toe?” 

“If I knew that you forced him to come here, I wouldn't have said a dirty word! I would've patiently encouraged him and taught him how to shoot!” 

While Ewing and Carlo were still arguing, Montenegro came up to Reece and said in a light voice, “That kid does not seem to have experienced systematic basketball training. Although very smart, he lacks stability.” 

“Yeah,” Reece gently responded.

“But his ability to reflect is really amazing. The mistake he made the moment before, in the next moment he was able to realize it himself. And… that last one, it reminded me of you.” Montenegro said. 

“Me?” Reece's eyebrows slowly rose. 

“The rhythm of dribbling the basketball, his timing when changing speed and direction.” 

Reece did not answer. 

“We lost Connor… there may be a lot of good teammates on the team to choose from, but it's hard to accept for Ewing and Carlo. Even for me. We are more accustomed to Connor and trust him more than any other. You, especially. But I think that no matter who is elected, we shouldn't reject other possibilities.” 

There was still no response from Reece. 

At this time, Nie Chuan has dragged Zhou Bin a long distance before he stopped. 

He forcefully patted his chest, “F*ck – scared me to death! Do you know how terrifying that Montenegro is? He can give me a broken bone in minutes! And that Ewing, he wants to beat me! Did you see? He wants to beat me!” 

Zhou Bin nodded helplessly and patted Nie Chuan's back. “I know! I know! In the face of a big man like Montenegro, you must have been stressed! Come on! Hurry up and eat a piece of chocolate!” 

Zhou Bin carefully took chocolate out from Nie Chuan's backpack, took off the wrapping paper, and handed it to Nie Chuan. 

“F*ck! Can a chocolate be shocked? At least one box!” 

Zhou Bin smiled and took Nie Chuan's shoulder and said, “You know, when you took the ball over Montenegro, I thought you were incomparably handsome! If Celine can watch you shoot from behind, she will definitely fall in love with you!” ” 

“…Celine probably prefers Reece Reddington's arrogant and cool type…” Nie Chuan said sadly. 

Zhou Bin grasped Nie Chuan's shoulder and said in a tone similar to that of a wise man's, “I believe that… there will always be a person who will watch you silently, pay for you, and make you a better version of yourself. Hold a lamp for you in the dark to let you know where you are going. And will… let you know when you are being reckless and tell you to not look back.” 

Nie Chuan stopped and looked at Zhou Bin with a chocolate bar in his mouth. “Da Bin? Is it too stressful at school? Did the teacher embarra.s.s you? Or do you have a fever?” 

“Hey – you can really destroy the atmosphere!” 

At this time, Carlo and Ewing were finally pulled apart by Montenegro. 

Reece indifferently walked past the two of them. 

Ewing shouted, “Reece! You have to take care of Carlo and make him go apologize to Allen!” 

“Apologize? Allen was scared by Montenegro's block ok? Why am I the one apologizing?” 

“Okay, I will go apologize.” Montenegro helplessly tried to smooth things over.

“Montenegro can't go! Allen was just given a shock, we should give him time to recover!” 

While they were still entangled about who would go apologize to Nie Chuan, Reece stopped and turned to raise his chin. “Which one of you play Breaking the Dawn?” 

“Ah? I'm playing, why?” Ewing asked. 

“How many levels?” 

“… The sixth level…the game is too taxing on the brain, and you have to earn equipment, otherwise you can't get through the ambush. What happened?” 

“Just now I made a promise to Nie Chuan for Carlo. If he can break through Montenegro's defense, he will send him equipment for the 10th level of Breaking the Dawn.” 

Having said that, Reece turned away. 

Ewing and Carlo did an 'I look at you, you look at me.' Ewing suddenly pointed at Carlo's nose and said, “You give me the equipment for the tenth level of Breaking the Dawn as soon as possible! Otherwise we won't be friends!” 

“Hey, you've played that game! Isn't it easier for you to earn?” Caro's face collapsed. 

“Me earn? You can play and you'll know just how hard it is! And you did something wrong, why should I wipe your a.s.s for you!” 

Ewing raised his middle finger at Carlo then went away. 

That night, Carlo came to Reece's student residence with his computer, intending to spend the night there. 

“What do you want?” Reece stood coldly at the door, not intending to let Carlo enter. 

“Hey! Do you even need to ask? You have a coffee machine here! I need it to stay up through the night!” Carlo has a look on his face as if it was natural.

“You can let your female fans make it for you.” 

Reece was about to close the door but Carlo quickly extended his foot in front of the door.

“I'm begging you! If I don't earn equipment for Allen as soon as possible, I will be killed by Ewing!” 

Reece looked down at Carlo's feet and coldly said, “I am going to sleep. You playing games here will affect me.” 

“I will be quiet!” 

“You think that pressing the keyboard and mouse won't make any sounds?” 

“If that kid Allen really wants this set of equipment, don't you want him to get it? After getting the equipment, he will smoothly pa.s.s the stage! Then this game will make him feel bored! He can put more thoughts on practicing basketball!" Carlo didn't know where he thought of these very logical sounding reasons.

In his heart, what he really wants is not just the coffee machine in Reece's room. It was more so because with Reece there, maybe it can really be cleared! 

“His name is Nie Chuan. If you call him Allen, he will not react.” 

“Ah, what?” Carlo couldn't understand how the way Reece p.r.o.nounced Nie Chuan's name sounded so much like Chinese.

“Nie Chuan.” Reece said it again. 

Carlo's head felt swollen. “Forget it! Let's not worry about this. First, get the equipment that he wants!”

Re: Why is Ewing more irritable than me on my period?? Ewing, chill xD have a Snickers 

 

MadMadamMims: did not expect ML to be fluent in Chinese O_O