That night, Wang Fei slept deeply.

Probably because I was too tired after such a long day.

The next day was a Saturday. Originally, he could sleep in, but in order to practice, Wang Fei decided to wake up at 5 a.m.

The alarm clock rang, and Wang Fei woke up and realized something was wrong with him.

My whole body aches, I feel weak, and my forehead is a little hot when I touch it.

Oops, it's not a fever, right? Wang Fei's heart skipped a beat.

He struggled for a while and found that his physical condition was indeed very bad. Wang Fei thought to himself, it seemed that he had to hurry up and go to the school hospital for a checkup. If he had a fever, he would get an antipyretic injection or something.

In any case, we cannot delay the afternoon game.

But it's obviously still early now, and there's no point in going to the school hospital.

Wang Fei lay on the bed and started flipping through his cell phone.

It suddenly occurred to him that he hadn't looked at the task release panel of the Sports King app yet.

He clicked on the task panel of the system.

"Ding!"

Wang Fei heard a sound, and a dialog box popped up on the task panel: "Welcome host! You have activated the task panel. From now on, you can regularly accept various tasks issued by this system here!"

Wang Feixin said that it turns out that this task panel still needs to be activated before you can start taking tasks.

After activating the task panel, Wang Fei saw that the first task appeared on the task panel: complete a 10-for-10 free throw, and the reward is a bottle of health recovery potion.

Wang Fei couldn't help but feel refreshed.

This health recovery potion seems to be a good thing.

He steeled himself, put on his clothes, and staggered toward the playground with the basketball in his arms.

Now, his body is really weak to the extreme.

Wang Fei felt that a stronger wind could blow him down now.

If it weren't for the strength inside his body, he wouldn't be able to walk.

The morning wind was still a bit cold, blowing on him and making him shiver uncontrollably.

At this time, there was almost no one on the court, because it was only around 5 o'clock in the morning. Who would be so diligent and get up so early to run to the playground to play basketball?

Wang Fei struggled to stand on the free throw line, and he concentrated on shooting the first ball.

"Bang!"

The ball hit the rim and bounced out.

Wang Fei shook his head and said to himself, it seems that it is not that easy to hit ten goals in a row while being sick!

He gritted his teeth, moved his hands and feet first, and jogged around the court a few times.

His body was too weak, and while running like this, Wang Fei felt that his feet were a bit mixed, and he almost fell to the ground a few times.

However, after gritting his teeth and running a few laps, he sweated a little and finally felt that his physical condition was better.

He stood on the free throw line again.

This time, the shooting effect was much better. He made six consecutive shots, and then missed the seventh one.

Wang Fei is not discouraged because he feels that he has made considerable progress.

He continued to grit his teeth and insist on shooting practice, shooting more than 200 times in succession, and Wang Feicai made ten consecutive free throws.

"Ding!"

Wang Fei heard his cell phone ring.

"Congratulations! Host, you have completed the task of hitting ten out of ten consecutive shots. You will receive a bottle of health recovery potion." A pleasant female voice said.

Wang Fei wiped the sweat from his forehead and said in his heart that it was finally done.

"Where is my reward?" Wang Fei asked.

"It's already in your right trouser pocket." the system said.

Wang Fei felt in his pocket and found a small bottle, similar to an antiviral oral solution. There was a label on it. The label said: Health Recovery Potion.

Wang Fei opened the vial and poured the potion into his mouth. He immediately felt a warm current spreading throughout his body.

All the discomforts on his body disappeared in a short period of time.

"How amazing!" Wang Fei said to himself in surprise and joy.

Just like that, the health crisis was solved.

Wang Fei took out his cell phone, checked his status, and found that his shooting experience had increased by 500 points, reaching A level 2000/5000.

Wang Fei thought to himself that he could no longer continue practicing, so he had to take a good rest and try to explode in the afternoon.

At 3 o'clock in the afternoon, after Wang Fei woke up, he took his basketball and walked to the court. The match between the team of the School of Liberal Arts and the team of the School of Physical Education will be held at 5 o'clock in the afternoon.

The competition venue was on the third plastic court on the basketball court. When Wang Fei arrived, the two teams had already started practicing before the game.

He walked to the basketball team where the liberal arts team was and called coach Feng Xiang: "Teacher Feng."

Feng Xiang glanced at him: "What are you doing here?"

Wang Fei scratched his head and said with a smile: "Come here to play. I promise that I will never waste money on my own again. I will do a good job in organizing the series."

"Forget it, how many times did I give you a chance in the last game. I repeatedly emphasized that you don't have a good handle and must pay attention to distributing the ball and playing team basketball. However, you took my words as a

We turned our backs and blindly wasted the opportunity to attack! As a result, we lost to the weakest opponent!" Feng Xiang glared at Wang Fei and scolded.

Wang Fei felt a little angry after hearing this.

He thought to himself, "You can't blame me entirely, right? In the last game, the opponent was very defensive, and our players were in poor running positions. I couldn't pass the ball even if I wanted to!"

Besides, coach, you are wishful thinking that the foreign language college team is weak, but in fact, they are really not weak!

But in order to get a chance to play, Wang Fei could only hold back his dissatisfaction and continued to plead in a low voice: "Teacher Feng, give me another chance. I promise I will never make the same mistake this time!"

"No! I have already said that I will expel you from the basketball team of the School of Liberal Arts. You can go." Feng Xiang said in a stiff tone.

After begging for a long time, Feng Xiang refused to let Wang Fei return to the team.

Wang Fei had no choice but to stand aside with his ball.

He wanted to show off his current accurate shooting, but there were games on several nearby basketball courts and people were practicing.

He thought to himself, forget it, wait until the game starts later and the liberal arts team loses completely, then he can go and beg Feng Xiang. By then, maybe he won't be so stubborn anymore.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the match between the sports college team and the liberal arts college team started.

jump ball!

The center of the Sports College team was 2.01 meters tall and very strong. He grabbed the ball from the air. At this time, a player from the Sports College team had already quickly inserted into the basket of the Liberal Arts team.

The opponent's center flicked his hand and passed a long pass to the basket.

The Sports Academy player who had already rushed to the basket received the ball comfortably, reached the basket in two steps, jumped high, and dunked the ball directly into the basket!

"Wow!"

The cheerleading team of the Sports Academy team immediately became excited.

The next game was simply a one-sided massacre.

In ten minutes, the team of the School of Physical Education scored 38 points, while the team of the School of Liberal Arts did not score a single goal, which turned out to be zero!

The cheerleaders of the liberal arts team were completely dumbfounded. Some even turned their backs and couldn't bear to watch the game anymore.

Coach Feng Xiang, who was standing outside the baseline, looked at the scene in front of him with a livid face. He really wished he could go up and play the game.

Damn it!

All my old face has been lost!

It’s true that the Sports Academy team is very strong, but you wimps can’t not score a single goal, right? You can’t even be unable to defend, right?

It has only been ten minutes of fighting, and you are all panting, obviously exhausted.

Wang Fei looked at the overwhelming defeat on the court and came to Feng Xiang's side again: "Teacher Feng, let me go up and fight for a while. I promise to make the situation a little better."

Feng Xiang glanced at Wang Fei: "Forget it, we've already lost like this, what can you do if you go up? Why don't you just keep hammering?"

"Teacher Feng, I am really different. I have been practicing shooting for more than a day. My shooting skills have improved a lot now. Can you let me give it a try?"

"I just want to prove that I am really not Wang Tiejiang. I can shoot the ball and score many good shots!" Wang Fei once again made a passionate petition.

"No! I swore that I wouldn't use you in this game! So, I won't let you play! Besides, your words are ridiculous. Can you improve your shooting skills with more than one day of practice? You don't even brag.

Drafter! Okay, stop talking to me, aren't I annoying enough?" Feng Xiang waved his hand, signaling Wang Fei to leave.

Wang Fei was very depressed and angry.

This Feng stubborn is really not an ordinary stubborn!

While Wang Fei and Feng Xiang were talking, the massacre on the field was still continuing, and the liberal arts team was already in disarray.
To be continued...