Chapter 1680 - 626: Romantic Love on the Rooftop!

Chapter 1680: Chapter 626: Romantic Love on the Rooftop!

Zhang Jingdong and Jiang Weimin chatted while warming up for a bit, then split up with some others and started a 4v4.

There were two PE majors on the other team. Right before tip-off, the two of them exchanged a look, silently agreeing to lock down Zhang Jingdong.

Kid, didn’t you just bag the school beauty? Didn’t you even dare to bring her to the court? Then we’ll make you embarrass yourself big time in front of School Beauty Song, let her see just how trash your game really is.

And not far away, seeing that the one guarding Zhang Jingdong was a guy both much taller and much heavier than him, Song Yunshan couldn’t help but secretly squeeze a handful of sweat for him.

But after less than three possessions, she relaxed.

Couldn’t be helped—just to act cool in front of his girlfriend, Zhang Jingdong basically treated those two PE majors like training dummies.

All kinds of "and-one" plays, all kinds of high-difficulty fadeaway jumpers, he even threw down two posters.

He not only set the whole court on fire, but once again completely amazed Song Yunshan.

Back when they were still in school she had occasionally watched Zhang Jingdong play, but first, she’d been pretty far away back then; second, his skills at the time were nowhere near as insane as now, so in her memory his game was basically just "can do a fadeaway."

Now, seeing Zhang Jingdong’s performance up close, she suddenly realized his basketball skills were way, way better than she remembered!

Same old truth: when a guy is good-looking and has a career going, then if he’s even a little good at something else—like basketball—it becomes a huge bonus for him.

Not to mention, the moment Zhang Jingdong started playing, he was showing Kobe-level top-tier skills.

In under five minutes, those two PE majors who’d wanted to toy with Zhang Jingdong got played like dogs by him instead.

They were practically doubting life at this point!

Because both of them specialized in basketball—their physicality and skills were way above average.

In games like this pickup run, they were always the undisputed carries, literally bullying whoever they wanted.

Plus, they’d run into Zhang Jingdong at the courts before, and knew roughly how good he was.

They never imagined that in just one year of not seeing him, Zhang Jingdong’s basketball level would skyrocket like this.

They even felt like Zhang Jingdong could play on a pro team.

Yet back in high school the guy hadn’t even been a sports-specialty student, and he’d only been in college for one year and already trained to this level.

Did he go play CUBA or something?

If he could get into CUBA with the skills he had back then after just one year of training, then this guy is just insanely broken!

Compared to those two, Jiang Weimin was even more shocked.

Because he’d played ball with Zhang Jingdong for a full two years back then, so he understood Zhang Jingdong’s level even better.

At that time, Zhang Jingdong’s skills were indeed above his, but to be honest, not by that much.

But now... it felt like Zhang Jingdong had gotten one-on-one training from Kobe himself—no, with those fadeaways and poster dunks just now, Jiang Weimin felt like Zhang Jingdong was basically Kobe in the flesh!

And the people crowding around to watch were all completely conquered by Zhang Jingdong’s skills!

Nothing they could do—among this crowd, Zhang Jingdong’s game was just way too head and shoulders above everyone else.

To be honest, before watching him play just now, they’d all been secretly hoping Zhang Jingdong would totally bomb.

But now, from the bottom of their hearts, they felt that this guy really did deserve Song Yunshan.

Ten minutes or so later, class time was approaching, and the crowd started heading back.

At this moment, those two PE majors both gave Zhang Jingdong a big thumbs up.

"Bro, that was badass!"

"Dude, I’ve seen in-game dunks before, but those dunks you just threw down were the nastiest I’ve ever seen—seriously badass!"

Zhang Jingdong waved a hand at them. "You two are pretty good yourselves. Deserve to be basketball specialists."

They chatted with Zhang Jingdong for a couple more sentences, then headed off.

Jiang Weimin said to Zhang Jingdong, "Jingdong, what the hell was that? You were way too sick just now, I almost didn’t recognize you anymore!"

Zhang Jingdong said casually, "Nothing big. I’ve been practicing with the school team guys for over half a year. Made a bit of progress."

"You’re being way too modest. With this level you could go play pro already!"

"Don’t hype me up like that, I’ll get cocky!"

"Hahaha, you little punk... All right, I should head up too, won’t keep you two any longer."

Zhang Jingdong was stunned for a second, then suddenly remembered that he should be in his fifth year of high school.

From what he recalled, Jiang Weimin’s grades had been decent, and his aspirations were high—first time taking the college entrance exam he got into a first-tier university, but didn’t go.

Second time he got into RC, and still didn’t go.

Third time he got into Fudan, and finally went to college.

Zhang Jingdong nodded. "Yeah... Bro, keep grinding. A golden fish isn’t meant to stay in a pond—once it meets wind and clouds, it turns into a dragon."

Hearing that, Jiang Weimin immediately showed a faint, gratified smile. "Thanks, I will."

He said that and walked off.

Passing by the sideline, he even greeted Song Yunshan.

Watching Jiang Weimin walk away into the distance, Zhang Jingdong walked up to Song Yunshan, grinning. "So, was your boyfriend handsome just now or what?"

Song Yunshan nodded with a smile. "Mm! Really pretty handsome!"

"Honestly, back then I knew you played really well, but I still never expected you to be THIS good! It’s just like Kobe on TV!"

Zhang Jingdong shrugged. "Of course. My habit’s always been: either don’t touch something, or if I play it, I play it to a level, play it to a state of mastery. Only then can I win the favor of a great beauty like you!"

With that, he grabbed her slender hand and led her straight back to the little garden from before.